Chapter 16: Beginning Cat
Chu Qingkong originally wanted to ask more questions, but several messages popped up in succession on the system work panel in front of him.
[Time since last arriving at the mission world: seven days.]
It turns out that a week has passed!
He immediately put his curiosity behind him and forgot everything.
Work panel tips:
[Please wait, the completion of the side quest is being delayed.]
[System-exclusive bonus points: "Complete small and medium cases x20", "Complete major cases x15", "Capture bounty targets x5", settlement points 2000.]
[Points have been issued, please continue to complete your copy tasks. ]
Woooooo ...
A full 2000, how much!
His host is really amazing! These points are almost as much as completing a main quest. So happy!
He wanted to praise his host, but found that Shi Weizhi was very quick. While he was counting points on the work panel, he had already walked into the police station.
The young man moved quickly and efficiently, taking the criminal behind him and handing him over to his team members according to work regulations.
It's a very common workflow.
However, the team members scratched their heads, their eyes filled with confusion - this was the first time they saw the boss not kill the criminal on the spot, but bring him back from outside.
What's going on?
The Shamatte subconsciously glanced at the man. Is there something special about this man... ?
Then, his eyes paused subtly, and he was horrified to find that he had large areas of tattoos on his body, which looked quite "Shamatte" and were similar to his own features to some extent.
Shamatte: “…”
Oh shit!
Shi Weizhi was always cold towards others, even to his teammates who had given him their lives: "Just do what you have to do. I'm leaving now."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
The Shamatte was so immersed in his trance that he didn't even notice the guy with glasses waving his hands up and down in front of him.
"What's wrong with you?" The boy with glasses frowned.
Shamatte grabbed him and said in a trembling voice:
"Tell me, tell me... The boss brought this person back specially, is it because of me? Is it because he likes me so much that he can't bring himself to kill someone who looks like me! Wanwan looks like Qing, ah, I am that Qing!"
The atmosphere was stagnant.
The tattooed man looked at his tattoo hesitantly: "?"
He didn't expect that someone would react more strongly than him.
The guy with glasses: "You are fucking sick!"
For the first time in his life, he cursed, as if he had touched something dirty. He shook him off with all his strength as if he had been electrocuted. Then he changed his hand, grabbed the tattooed man, and dragged him into the corridor deep inside the police station.
He was cursing as he walked.
"Fuck, where did this idiot come from? What bad luck!"
"I'm teammates with this idiot?! Damn it! What the hell have I done?!"
Shamatte: “…”
…
There was chaos within the team, but on Shi Weizhi's side, life was peaceful and tranquil.
"Chuchu."
His voice was cold, yet his tone was gentle, like a gentle breeze passing over an icy lake, stirring up ripples.
"Let me show you around here. Is there anywhere you want to go? If not, just follow me."
The system doesn't have much time to come.
He didn't want to always take him on missions, it would be better if he could go out and play sometimes.
“Okay!”
The urban infrastructure planning on the underground floor is very backward. To walk through a street, you need to make many turns, just like looking for an exit in a winding corridor.
However, Shi Weizhi had a photographic memory and within a week, he had mastered the entire floor map. Taking Chuchu on a walk around interesting places was not a big deal.
Chu Qingkong said in a joyful tone: "Host, host, can I come out?"
Shi Weizhi: "In human form? Although others can't see you, it's a bit dangerous."
"No! It's a cat!"
In the air, a gate of light was waving in azure blue.
The rapidly moving ordered codes gathered towards the center, and after a moment, they transformed into a snow-white cat.
The cat's eyes are a special and crystal clear aqua blue, its body is fluffy, and it has a long, white tail with an ice blue tip that swings horizontally in front of its eyes.
Chuchu Cat jumped out.
Shi Wei subconsciously reached out to take it, letting him fall steadily into his arms.
He rubbed a ball of Chuchu cat, which felt soft and light, like touching a round, full cloud, more real than a dream.
Perhaps because it had turned into a soft cat, Chuchu, as a system, had a warm body temperature for the first time and became a white and soft hot ball.
The coldness in Shi Weizhi's eyes gradually dissipated, and he remained calm and hugged the ball of Chu Chu cat in his hand a little tighter.
This is his system.
A treasure that no one can touch.
"Host, host," Chu Qingkong said happily, his tail standing up and swinging straight forward like a pointer, "Let's go!"
…
In fact, there are not many fun places on the underground floor.
But Chuchu is a system that is very easy to coax, especially when he turns into a Chuchu cat, and finds everything he sees to be absolutely fresh and interesting.
Even the rope hanging from the storefront on the street can be used as a cat scratching rope.
In order to make his movements more convenient, he sat on the host's shoulder, swinging his long white tail behind him.
"Next time I'll show you something more interesting." Shi Weizhi tilted his head slightly to look at him, his tone calm, "I'll let you play with the entire Sky Tower."
Chuchu Cat meowed, licked its paws, shook its long white tail, raised the tip of its tail, and tapped its host's head with its soft tail.
Expressing relief, happiness, and...that's enough, it's a bit awkward.
Shi Weizhi: “…”
News spread quickly in the underground level, and everyone knew something new wherever it went.
That super cold-blooded and awesome new police officer actually has a snow-white cat with sky blue eyes!
As everyone knows, almost no one keeps cats in the basement. Pets are delicate and unsuitable for people who can't even afford to support themselves. Especially the police officer's cat, who seems to have been pampered and raised in a pampered environment. It is particularly cute and beautiful, very eye-catching.
In an instant, the news spread like wildfire.
Some are envious, some are angry.
The police chief sent a message in extreme anger: "Why are you still raising cats?! When you have some free time, go track down the whereabouts of those escaped slaves! There's been no progress, and the person in charge of the black market is going crazy!"
He still had something to say.
It's been so long, how come you're still alive? Shouldn't you have been dead a long time ago?
prison Break.
When mentioning this thing that seemed to have happened a long time ago, Chuchu Cat's tail began to wag wildly.
It means I want to laugh, meow.
Shi Weizhi paused slightly, replied with a single word, and agreed.
Next, he took his cat and started to work properly - continuing to stroll on the street, another way to collect intelligence.
Others don’t know, but they both know it very well.
How can you possibly catch yourself if you catch yourself?
They even received valuable clues from the auntie who sold sauce cakes.
"Police officer!"
The old lady patted her apron and waved to them. When Weizhi came in, she said hesitantly, "I think I have some clues about those escaped slaves!"
Shi Weizhi raised an eyebrow: "What kind?"
The woman pointed to a corner of her now-empty shop and said, "Right here! There used to be a big refrigerator here! Now it's gone, and the food inside is gone too!"
She looked at them and said, "Officer, could you please help me check if it was stolen by those people?"
Shi Weizhi: “…”
The Chuchu cat sitting on his shoulder moved its small ears, and realized that its host wanted to turn around and leave immediately, so it made an urgent call to the host that only they could hear.
"Don't go, don't go. Life is not easy for them! Go and help them! ovo"
"How can I help?"
"Let me think about it... I'll just say 'Sorry, that's probably not the case', then collect detailed evidence and report it to the police."
Chuchumao shook its ears and moved closer to Shi Weizhi's neck.
Shi Weizhi remained calm, enjoying the closeness. He curled the corners of his lips and adjusted his cat to a more comfortable position.
He lowered his eyes to glance at the aunt, then walked into her small sauce pancake shop.
"I'm sorry, that's probably not the case." The young man coldly repeated what Chu Qingkong had told him to say, collecting detailed evidence around that area. "But it's probably been stolen. I'll report it to the police station later. Someone will come to investigate."
Chuchu cat wagged its tail happily.
The aunt breathed a sigh of relief.
She looked grateful and enthusiastically gave them a piece of freshly baked sauce pancake before leaving.
"Hello, Officer and Cat!"
Shi Weizhi naturally tore the sauce pancake into pieces, handed it to Chuchumao, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.
Chu Qingkong turned into a cat, but he didn't have the usual cat food restrictions and could eat anything.
He held half a piece of sauce pancake in his mouth, took a bite, and ate it in one bite.
Meow, delicious!
Then he walked through two more streets and arrived at the snack street that Chu Qingkong had been longing for.
He had heard there was a famous wonton shop here. The wontons were bite-sized, with thin skin and generous fillings. The light, clear broth gave off a rich, umami flavor.
There are clear soup, sour soup and spicy soup flavors, with lard and pickled mustard at the bottom, which is famous for its deliciousness.
It is a rare delicacy among the affordable ones on the basement floor.
Walking into the snack street, Chuchu Cat jumped off the host's shoulder and walked on the ground by itself.
He looked left and right, his eyes lit up, and he walked quickly in one direction with brisk cat steps.
"Police officer!"
here we go again.
Disturbing people.
When he heard this name again, Shi Weizhi's face darkened and he looked at the visitor indifferently.
Across from him was a young man wearing a detective hat, a well-known information dealer on the first floor. It wasn't easy for anyone to be a successful information dealer on the basement level. He pulled the brim of his hat down, striking a pose he considered to be suave and dashing.
"I was sent by the person in charge of the black market!" He noticed Shi Weizhi's bad look, trembled, and without saying anything, directly revealed the person behind the scenes, "Come on, come on, have a meal!"
Shi Weizhi did not answer immediately.
He first glanced at Chuchu Cat beside him, and found that he had not caught up. His pupils shrank slightly and cold sweat oozed from his palms.
His... Chuchu?
"Meow."
A faint meow.
The next second, Chu Qingkong's voice came from the system space: "Host, host, look back, I'm stuck..."
Stuck?
Shi Weizhi turned around and looked behind him.
A snow-white kitten was playing in a narrow gate on the street, and got its head stuck in it.
Chuchu Cat was trying hard to wave his claws to pull himself out, but no matter how hard he tried, he failed.
Shi Weizhi: “…”
He walked forward, and with gentle and careful movements, he helped the trapped cat out step by step.
The information dealer was stunned. He watched his actions, rubbed his eyes, and was stunned for a long time: "You, you...you are so nice to a cat?"
Is this still the killer who has a 100% chance of killing his targets when handling cases?
"Sorry," Shi Weizhi said calmly, not even looking at him. He lowered his eyes slightly, holding the cat and walking towards the wonton shop. "My kitten is being naughty again."
Information dealer: “?”
He rubbed his eyes again, and suddenly had an illusion: even though he hadn't eaten yet, he was already full.
It seemed like the other side didn't welcome him at all.
But anyone who could work in this kind of intelligence profession had to be thick-skinned. He came uninvited, and sat across from them under a glare like a knife.
The steaming hot wontons were served quickly.
Chu Qingkong wagged his tail happily and lowered his head to slurp up the wontons. The broth soaked his whiskers, making him look particularly adorable.
The information dealer had never seen a cat before, and he stared at it eagerly. After a while, he couldn't help but reach out his hand: "Um, Officer, can I pet it...?"
My hand hasn't even touched a single cat hair yet——
A chopstick came straight towards them from mid-air.
The wind was sharp.
Full of murderous intent!
The information dealer was startled and quickly withdrew his hand.
Shi Weizhi's voice was icy: "Get lost."
The information dealer was stunned for two seconds, and then he felt a surge of fear in his heart - that person was a killer who killed people without blinking an eye.
If he hadn't pulled his hand back in time and been hit by the chopsticks, his hand would probably have been shattered by now!
horrible!
The store not only sells small wontons, Shi Weizhi asked the store owner to serve a whole fish and explained in detail the requirements for the fish - steamed, seawater fish, intact in appearance, no fishy smell, and killed and eaten fresh.
The delicious fish was served, but he placed the plate in front of the cat.
The tipster couldn't help himself again: "Feeding a cat saltwater fish? There are too many bones, right?"
Shi Weizhi's expression was cold, as if he were looking at him with disdain and contempt. Then, without a word, he unpacked a set of clean tableware, took out two chopsticks, and scalded them with hot water to disinfect them.
He looked down at the fish and began to carefully remove the bones from it.
Because he was used to using a sword, his technique for picking fish bones was very steady, and he could pick out even the finest bones. He picked out the fish bones neatly, leaving only the clean fish meat on the plate.
Then the fish was pushed in front of Chuchu Cat.
He lowered his eyes and watched Maomao taking bites of the fish, his expression unexpectedly gentle.
In the system space, Chu Qingkong was whispering something that only the two of them could hear.
There was deep emotion in his voice: "Ah, host, host, you are the first person who is so kind to me!"
Shi Weizhi: "The first one?"
The number "one" is too sensitive.
For some reason, he suddenly thought of the word "only". The difference of one word made a world of difference, and his heart seemed to be warmed.
Chu Qingkong continued to eat the fish: "Yes, yes."
One person and one cat, there is such a warm and solid atmosphere that no one else can interrupt when they are in the same frame.
Intelligence dealer: "..."
“…………”
Damn, humans are worse than cats.
He stood up angrily, and finally, at the last second, dropped his original purpose: "The black market manager wants you to come sit with him to discuss the capture of slaves. That's it, I'm leaving now."
The person in charge of the black market?
Shi Weizhi paused slightly, raised his long eyebrows, and a hint of cold murderous intent appeared on his face.
I don’t want Chu Qingkong to see it.
The murderous intent subsided in an instant.
He waited for Chuchu Cat to finish eating, then patiently took a napkin and wiped its whiskers clean. He let it continue to sit on his shoulder before leaving the shop.
Chuchu Cat purred contentedly.
When it reached a deserted place, the cat turned into a blue light and gradually disappeared.
He returned to the empty and free system space.
"Host, host! Let's charge!"
"Um."
…
The black market no longer has the glory it once had. The large sign hanging on it is crumbling and the place is deserted.
The head of the black market was a shrewd, short old man who counted money meticulously, his eyes gleaming with brilliance—of course, that was his old impression. Now that his black market had collapsed, he was fretting over escaped slaves every day, losing tens of thousands of dollars. How could he possibly have the time to count money?
His narrow eyes were empty and numb, like a fish that had been dead for a long time.
Rumor has it that the old man has gone mad, and is willing to offer a million-dollar bounty to capture the slaves. He was indeed furious at first, and his teeth were itching with hatred, but human energy is always limited, and he is old, so going crazy will tire him, so he gradually became half-dead.
Only when he saw the cold and handsome police officer step into the threshold did he burst into an astonishing look of joy - just like a strange light in the eyes of a fish.
Chu Qingkong was silent: "..."
This is so uncomfortable!!
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Come in! We've been waiting for you for a long time, police officer!"
The old man came forward warmly, took Shi Weizhi's hand, and led him to the best seat.
He knew that the police officer in front of him looked young, but in fact he was the most famous, powerful and tough one at present. As the captain, he led a team of ten people who were specifically responsible for following up on his cases.
"You should have already started investigating this case, right? My God, those slaves are so evil!"
He respectfully poured him a cup of tea and immediately began to complain bitterly, with an angry look on his face and cursing:
"They actually destroyed my prison! They killed almost all my jailers! They set free the slaves I had worked so hard to collect for so long - and the most hateful thing is, they are still at large!"
Shi Weizhi listened indifferently.
He looked calm, as if he was not the one being scolded and he was really there to solve the case.
Only he knew how he suppressed the violent emotion of calling out "Di Ru Chao" and killing the chattering old man in front of him. He was very depressed.
"Host." In his mind, Chu Qingkong's voice, which only he could hear, was brisk. "Listen to me, listen to me. Let's kill him!"
--"us".
Shi Weizhi was strangely soothed by these two words, just like a cat's fluffy white tail brushing his back, which was very caring.
The black market manager looked at him expectantly and just started to speak: "Officer..."
He wanted to say, "It's all thanks to you. You've been tracking this for so long, so you must have some clues. When can we catch those damned people? He will definitely kill them..."
But he was interrupted.
Chu Qingkong opened a bag of potato chips bought from the system mall: "Host, host, keep an eye on him!"
Shi Weizhi didn't touch the cup of tea. His dark eyes looked at him, which made him shrink for some reason, and he couldn't say the next words.
"Uh, Mr. Police Officer, do you have any questions?"
Chu Qingkong started to eat potato chips, saying one thing after another: "Ask him when the slave escaped from prison~"
Shi Weizhi's tone was even: "When did your slave escape from prison?"
The old man scowled: "A week ago."
Chu Qingkong continued chewing: "Ask him where he is now~"
Shi Weizhi: "Where are they now?"
The old man replied cautiously: "...I haven't been able to find it yet."
Chu Qingkong gnawed and gnawed: "Where's his jailer~"
Shi Weizhi: "So, how is your jailer now?"
The old man lowered his head, his expression depressed and downcast: "They are all dead."
"Ask him, if he couldn't defeat the jailers when they showed up, what would he do if they showed up again~"
The atmosphere condensed to freezing point.
After a while, a cold smile appeared in Shi Weizhi's eyes, and he said lightly:
"So, when the prison was protected by the guards, it was already a major failure. Now that the guards are gone, what do you think will happen to the prison if the escaped slaves show up again? Or, in other words, can you survive them?"
"..." The old man shuddered and replied in humiliation, "No."
"Heh." Shi Weizhi chuckled softly, his gaze suddenly turning cold. "Isn't the current situation pretty good? If they don't show up, you can get on with your life. Or what do you want? Do you want to go find them in a big way and completely piss them off? Don't you even care about your own life?"
The old man didn't dare to speak, his eyes were filled with anger, rage, fear and unwillingness...all kinds of emotions intertwined together, making him lower his head and fall into deep silence.
Chu Qingkong thought that this bag of potato chips was quite delicious, and raised his voice: "Hey, hey, lie to him and tell him that you have tracked down some of the prisoners, and the escaped prisoners have gone to the upper floors."
Shi Weizhi glanced down at him and said slowly, "Actually, the police have tracked them down. There's a reason they haven't announced it yet."
"What?! Really?!"
The old man was still not giving up and immediately asked excitedly: "Where did they go? Where are they now?"
"Going upstairs."
"Upper level?! Upper...upper level..."
The old man fell silent again and took a deep breath.
Although he was the person in charge of the black market, he was just a poor businessman who was only responsible for the slave market. He could only make friends with a handful of upper-class people, and was far from meeting the standards to enter the upper class.
The group of slaves who escaped from prison truly possessed skills that couldn't possibly exist on the underground floor. If they truly came from the upper floors... they were more likely from the top floor, or even from the first few floors...
The upper level, that's where the most bloody things are...
His skinny body trembled slightly.
Persuasion is useless for evil people. Only suppression by force can make them feel fear.
Chu Qingkong finished the last potato chip with great satisfaction: "Okay! Next, close the net!"
Shi Weizhi stared at the old man in front of him, making him unable to sit still, and then he said quietly: "I'll give you a chance to choose. We have a clue, do you want to continue to track it down?"
Do you dare to continue chasing?
The old man's eyes were filled with despair and his body was still shaking, as if he had imagined something that made him extremely terrified.
"...No, no, police officer, please, stop investigating!"
"I don't want to check on those people anymore. I'm not going. I'm not going!"
His narrow eyes, like those of a mouse, finally became firm:
"I'll have those bounty notices taken down tomorrow... No, today! Tonight!"
Then.
The old man was filled with gratitude and thanked Shi Weizhi profusely. He personally sent Shi Weizhi out the door.
the next day.
The newspapers on the underground floor published a shocking headline that took up the largest space.
"The slave of the black market manager escaped from prison and chose to seek help from the police officer!"
"——With the help of the police officer, he successfully accepted reality!"
…
Chu Qingkong pulled out his work spreadsheet and began filling in the blanks. His goal for the new week was to be involuntarily active, anytime, anywhere! He'd eliminate procrastination and never leave a task until the weekend if it could be finished in one sitting.
Chu Qingkong felt relieved after finishing the report.
In this copy, the host's life schedule is back on track.
As a "police officer", you should be able to pass the main mission and get out of the infinite dungeon alive, right?
There are traces of patterns in the scoring of infinite flow copies. He closed his eyes and activated the big data prediction function as a system.
[According to estimates, the current infinite flow copy settlement rating is: A. ]
Chu Qingkong's eyes lit up. It turned out he had already gotten an A! That was enough for him!
He threw away the report, left a word, and left World No. 1.
"I'm leaving, host Baibai."
"The next task is up to you! It's up to you whether you want to continue striving for a higher score or not!"
Besides, he still has two hosts... It's been a long time since I flipped the card 0w0.
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