At night.
Except for the restaurants that were still open, the other shops nearby were closed one after another, and the Amazing Fate Pet Shop was no exception.
After cleaning up, the shop assistants arranged their things neatly and left in groups of three or four.
After dinner, the men and women, old and young, who had been staying at home for the winter and spring, went out for a walk or a walk with their dogs. At this time of the year, the temperature was just right, and there were no mosquitoes. It was a good time to take a walk at night.
It was not only humans who went out for a walk. Nocturnal animals also began to move.
Although it was in the urban area of a medium-sized city, there were many animals that liked to be active at night. People who often went out to walk their dogs at night might know that their dogs would suddenly become excited, desperately pulling their owners in a certain direction, and keep barking at the grass or flower beds. If the grass and flowers were pushed aside, some small animals would often be found shivering, such as hedgehogs, squirrels, hares, and so on.
Of course, dogs with this kind of ability were generally medium to large hounds. Small dogs such as Chihuahuas and Pomeranians could not be counted on.
Not far from the Amazing Fate Pet Shop, two acquaintances met outside and couldn't help but start talking. One of them had an adult golden retriever, but it was not tied to a leash. After all, there were almost no cases of golden retrievers biting people. While the two were talking enthusiastically, the golden retriever seemed to smell something and ran into an alley.
Hearing that there was a dog trap nearby during the Spring Festival, its owner hurriedly wanted to stop it, but the excited golden retriever ignored its owner's shouts. It plunged into the alley and snorted at a stray kitten hidden in a corner.
As a dog's treasure, the golden retriever had the blood of a hound flowing in its body. It was also very aggressive towards other small animals. If it was pulled by its owner, it would be fine. However, in a free-range state like this, it often brought back unexpected "surprises" for its owner.
At this time, it stared at the yellow and white kitten and kept barking, thinking about how to bring the kitten back to its owner. Of course, it would not be as gentle as its mother cat.
The strange thing was that the yellow and white kitten did not show any signs of fear. It just looked at it, then tried to jump onto the wall.
Just as the Golden Retriever was about to open its mouth, the direction of the wind suddenly changed. It sensed a strange smell and quickly looked up. It saw a dozen pairs of eyes that were like full moons on top of the wall, staring at its movements from above. If it was somewhere else, it would probably be thought that an ancient god had been resurrected.
As soon as the master reached the entrance of the alley, he saw the Golden Retriever whimpering with its tail between its legs. It circled around the master's legs for comfort.
Its owner was puzzled, not knowing what had happened to it. However, looking at the dimly lit alley, he decided not to pursue the matter. After all, curiosity killed the cat.
Hundreds of stray cats had gathered on the roofs of the single-story houses and two-story buildings in this area. Under normal circumstances, they would have been making a lot of noise, but at this time, they were unusually quiet. There was almost no sound, and even the residents under the roofs did not notice.
Vladimir scanned the faces of the stray cat representatives. Every meeting would add some unfamiliar new faces, which meant that the power and influence of the stray cats had expanded again.
The Meow Meow Fire was burning the prairie.
However, with the expansion of the sphere of influence, the problem of communication encountered a serious bottleneck. Instant communication was nothing more than an extravagant hope. They could only double the number of communication meow teams and try their best to maintain the smooth flow of information.
"Today, I want to announce something to everyone," it said. "I have a friend. He is an internationalist fighter who deeply sympathizes with the situation of the stray cats. He has encountered extremely unfair treatment!"
The stray cats listened quietly, pairs of eyes flickering.
"A reactionary academic authority that came out of nowhere has launched despicable slander and attacks on my friend. This is not only an offense to my friend, but also a provocation to all stray cats!" it said angrily, clenching a front paw.
The stray cats straightened their bodies, their eyes burning with the flames of anger, crying out for the suffering of their brothers of the same class.
Vladimir waved its front paw passionately. "I am now officially issuing the highest wanted order! Please fully mobilize the subjective initiative of the stray cats under your command, and maximize the ability of the stray cats to collect information. Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, you have to find this reactionary academic authority for me! "
The stray cats were enraged, breaking the silence that had been maintained for a long time. They howled and asked to fight.
A family watching TV under the roof heard the noise coming from the roof and muttered, "Spring is almost over, and the cats are still making noise." Then they turned up the volume of the TV as if nothing had happened.
Vladimir nodded with satisfaction. After the group of cats vented their emotions and calmed down a little, it said, "The focus of the work this time should be on first-tier big cities such as Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, and Shenzhen. According to my guess, reactionary academic authorities will probably live in big cities and live the decadent life of the exploiting class."
A few communication meows that were as light as swallows nodded, indicating that they would be responsible for conveying this matter to the Meow Meow Branch in big cities.
"In addition, the stray cats in other areas should not let their guard down. After all, nothing is absolute in this world. Our roots are in small and medium-sized cities and rural areas. The basic principle of the rural areas surrounding the cities cannot be shaken!" Vladimir added.
Some stray cat representatives raised questions. What was a reactionary academic authority? What did it look like? Was it as ferocious as a pit bull? Did it wear a gold chain around its neck, had tattoos all over its body, carried a knife with it, and slashed anyone it saw when it came out of a BMW?
Even if they were looking for someone, they had to have a target. If they didn't know what the other party looked like, it would really be like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Vladimir shook its head. "It's not that simple. The enemy is very cunning and good at disguising. He has a strong ability to hide and deceive people. He won't easily give himself away."
It recalled the photos it had seen on the computer screen and described, "That old man is very old. He is tall and thin, and he looks dignified. I've seen a few photos where he is wearing old-fashioned traditional clothes … What is old-fashioned traditional clothes? Well … Anyway, it's different from what young people wear! Do you have any other questions? "
It would be great if they could send a photo to every stray cat, but that was impossible. They could only cast a wide net and find all the suspicious characters.
The stray cats were quiet again. There were no other questions.
"Okay!" Vladimir smiled with satisfaction, and then a cold light flashed in its eyes. "Now it's time to discuss the problem of the Holy Cat statue. It's time to reel in the net and the pocket array that we have set up to catch the fish! Cats fall from the five mountain ranges, the earth moves, and the three rivers shake. Ask the statue where it wants to go, and the paper boats burn like candles in the sky! "
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