Strange Life of a Cat-Chapter 227 - 221 How Are You Two Here_2

Chapter 227: Chapter 221: How Are You Two Here_2

Chapter 227 -221: How Are You Two Here_2

Forced to stop halfway, Black Gold looked at Zheng Tan with confusion, not quite understanding why the cat was blocking its path.

The redhead maintained his previous pose, staring at the black cat blocking the way. After a few seconds, he withdrew his dagger and slightly raised his eyebrows, “Was that you on the ‘wooden board’?”

Zheng Tan tugged at his ear, staring intently at the man. He had no doubt that if Black Gold had truly pounced, it would have been killed by the knife by now. Yet, Black Gold was still growling behind him, seemingly unwilling to give up and ready to pounce again.

Zheng Tan really wanted to turn around and slap Black Gold to make him behave, but he dared not remove his gaze from the man opposite. Judging from the silent takedown of a few people inside, his skills were clear. He didn’t kill likely because he didn’t want to deal with the consequences of a murder, but not killing people didn’t mean he wouldn’t kill a dog or a cat.

Indeed, the man had harbored killing intent towards Black Gold initially. However, Zheng Tan didn’t feel any murderous intent from his gaze, which seemed more evaluative and curious.

The man stared at Zheng Tan for a while, then, playing with his dagger, he sheathed it and walked away.

Only after the man had left did Zheng Tan breathe a sigh of relief.

He listened carefully to his surroundings. Detecting no one approaching, Zheng Tan headed back inside the house.

Black Gold hesitated at first but then followed. For him, obedience was more common than acting independently like this black cat. But now, Black Gold didn’t see a better option than to follow him.

When Zheng Tan came out of the house, he had already checked that all the cameras were off. As for the few people inside, Zheng Tan didn’t know when they would wake up. If they woke up now, it would cause trouble, so something had to be done.

Checking each one, Zheng Tan grabbed the trousers of the man collapsed by the stairwell and dragged him towards a bedroom where another person was lying. He decided to dump them all there and then lock the door, ensuring they wouldn’t be able to get out quickly even if they woke up.

Seeing this, Black Gold also grabbed the pant leg of another person who was down in the surveillance room and followed Zheng Tang in dragging him away.

Noticing someone showing signs of waking up, Zheng Tan quickly grabbed a nearby wooden chair and smacked the person with it.

Thud!

The person, who was almost about to open his eyes, passed out again.

Zheng Tan searched the three men, pulled out a set of keys, felt for the lock, and locked the door.

Black Gold crouched nearby, watching the black cat’s energetic moves, not fully understanding, but feeling the actions were probably right.

Moving its ears, Black Gold looked in one direction, and after locking the door, Zheng Tan also looked towards the entrance.

They hadn’t closed the big door to the house when they entered; now Black Gold, being closer to the main door, noticed something outside before Zheng Tan did.

There was a breeze coming in, and Black Gold also smelled the scent of someone outside.

“Woof!” Black Gold barked.

Seeing Black Gold wag its tail made Zheng Tan less tense.

Sure enough.

After Black Gold barked, a head poked in at the door—it was Ermao.

“Damn! What are you two doing here?”

Ermao had come down the mountain via another path and hadn’t passed by where Black Gold had been waiting earlier, so he had no idea that Black Gold and Zheng Tan were no longer there. He had been outside, puzzled by the noises inside and particularly by the “thud”, wondering if someone was being interrogated inside, only to find these two.

Seeing Ermao, Black Gold was in a good mood, his tail wagging energetically. He looked behind Ermao but didn’t see the person he was looking for.

“Senior Hetao is still up on the mountain, and there’s more action to come. We’ll just wait here, reinforcements will arrive soon.” Ermao patted Black Gold’s head, and unusually, Black Gold didn’t shy away this time.

Hearing Ermao’s words, Zheng Tan stretched lazily, his nerves, which had been tense, finally relaxed.

Ermao picked the lock and checked the three people Zheng Tan had locked up inside earlier. The ropes were tied professionally, and looking at the injuries on the three, a cat and a dog couldn’t have possibly caused them.

“Is there anyone else?” Ermao asked.

Black Gold looked outside the door, then back at Ermao.

“They left? Then never mind.” Ermao checked the surrounding surveillance cameras, turned them on again, and closed the large door.

The reinforcements Ermao spoke of arrived quickly, all fully armed, creating a palpable tension. Zheng Tan only saw a portion of the men; the rest were coordinating with those on the mountain.

Now that specialists were handling it, Ermao didn’t stay in one place, he checked both upstairs and downstairs.

When Zheng Tan saw Ermao pulling several bags out from the batch of substandard food, he was sure he had guessed right. These people were indeed manufacturing some illegal drugs on the mountain, and they were also producing a batch of substandard food, packaging the drugs in similar food bags, then shipping them out with the food to be sold to buyers.

The bags looked almost identical, distinguishable only by their barcodes. You wouldn’t notice unless you looked closely.

In one room, they also found those insects, confined in sturdy, large boxes.

No wonder the red-haired individual didn’t touch those boxes at all when observed from above; he obviously knew those insects were inside, Zheng Tan thought.

Ermao explained that they were a type of beetle brought from abroad, presumably genetically manipulated. They lacked reproductive abilities, yet had a large appetite. Such a box of insects could reduce an adult to a skeleton in just half a day.

However, he heard that this wasn’t the final successful product, but just a “little gadget” the opponent had given to this gang during the trade.

Zheng Tan listened to the gunfire from the mountain and found a more secluded spot to lie low. The situation was not over yet, and he did not wish to encounter any surprises. Black Gold, on the other hand, seemed excited, familiar with the sound of gunfire, reminiscent of past missions, and it made him restless.

When everything was over, it was almost evening. Senior Hetao had an injury on his arm, looked somewhat tired, but his eyes were bright, and he was in the mood to joke with Ermao.

From their conversation, Zheng Tan learned that the boss involved in drugs and accountable for numerous homicides was also captured, and ongoing investigations and arrests were still happening. However, capturing this big fish made Senior Hetao quite satisfied, with only one thing bothering him slightly.

“The rich second generation we talked about, who went up the mountain in the deep of winter to catch squirrels, was not seen. I reckon this is another deeply hidden one. It’s just unknown which side he is on. If he’s opposed to this gang, it’s still good. After all, this gang bothers quite a few people with both their legitimate companies and illicit dealings,” Senior Hetao said.

This gang’s overt company went bankrupt due to a failed business war, but what mattered most was their clandestine dealings. As long as these dealings remained, they had a chance to make a comeback. However, many hoped they wouldn’t. Perhaps, the one pretending to be a rich second generation belonged to this category?

“I think, this person might not necessarily be an ally or a rival of this gang. If he were a rival, the three people in the room would probably have been dead already, not left alive,” Ermao said.

Meanwhile, on a highway, inside a luxury car.

A man with wine-red colored hair was talking through a headset. The gang on the mountain had not found the other phone hidden in the car during their search.

“Have you received the documents? But you don’t have to bother now, as they are most likely in the hands of the police already, basically with no chance of a comeback… Of course, though you don’t need to make a move, you still have to pay me the money you promised, as I almost got disfigured finding evidence this time… well, getting beaten up is better than being devoured by insects, considering the fate of that business spy chewed into bones… Hehe, pleasant cooperation, remember to call me next time you need something.”

After ending the call, he glanced at a remittance message on his phone a little later, smiled, listened to the blues music playing in the car, one hand on the steering wheel, and his other hand tapping along with the beat of the music.

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