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The moan/moan was very noticeable in the night, and as the consciousness of the person who made the voice revived, the moan/moan soon turned into a ghost crying wolf.

The cats flicked their tails and followed the sound, and found a figure on the sand pile not far from the construction site, a figure was constantly making sounds, rolling and wriggling.

Although the clothes on that guy's body are all scorched, his face has been smoked so that he can't see his facial features clearly, his hair and eyebrows are all gone, and he doesn't look like a human or a ghost.

But the cats who gathered around him could still know from his voice and smell that this guy was the hateful Yamamoto Daimoto.

Seeing this, Ngawang said with an expression of seeing a miracle: "This can't kill him, it's really a disaster that will last for a thousand years." โ€

When Xu Jie heard this, he began to look around to see if there were any bricks around, and he now wanted to slap a few times on the 'black man' to relieve his hatred.

Mo Wenyan walked around Yamamoto Daimoto a few times with catwalks, and then took a hand/gun from the other side of the sand that was almost burned to the point of scrapping.

Throwing the hand/gun beside Yamamoto Daimoto, Mo said, "It should be the air wave generated during the explosion that lifted this guy out of the unfinished building with โ–กโ–ก." The thick clothes on his body blocked most of the heat waves for him, and after he landed, there was sand here, which could be used to cushion and roll to extinguish the fire, which left him with a life. โ€

Tabby wiped his paws on the ground and asked, "Boss, are we going to add a few more hits to this guy?" โ€

Mo Wenyan looked at the delirious Yamamoto Daimoto on the ground and said, "No need, the scratches on the outside of the burns are not easy to explain." Anyway, looking at this guy's appearance, he also knows that the injury is not clear, so why bother yourself because of this kind of guy. โ€

As if it was for the sake of Ying Zhengmo's words, as soon as it finished speaking, the body of Yamamoto Daimoto, who was wailing on the ground, began to twitch non-stop.

Seeing this, Sanhua took a bite of Yamamoto and said, "You deserve it, next time you dare to make a bad idea, the old lady will catch you as a globe." โ€

While the cats were talking, fire alarms and police car horns were already ringing in the streets not far away.

Come to think of it, there were screams, gunshots, and explosions on this big night, how could no one call the police.

Mo Wensheng raised his head and looked over there and said, "The human side has already reacted, let's get out of here quickly." โ€

When everyone in the cat gang heard this, they all began to scatter in all directions while the night was dark, and Mo also lowered his head and picked up Xu Jie, and quickly left the abandoned construction site.

Before leaving, Xu Jie, who was held in mid-air, reluctantly glanced at the unfinished building, the place that had given it initial shelter since its arrival, and now it has changed from three floors to two and a half floors.

When the two cats returned to Fujimoto's house, the Fujimoto family was sitting around the warm table watching the evening news.

Although Grandma Fujimoto left, the table warmer was not put away as in previous years.

The pets in the house really liked the warmer, so the Fujimotos kept it for use.

Looking at Mo and Xu Jie who came in from the cat road, Xiao Jiantai said in surprise: "Great Sage, what's wrong with the two of you, why did you come back covered in dirt, did you go out to fight with other cats and dogs?" โ€

When his sister Junko heard this, she swept the two cats in the house and said, "If there is only one big black, I still believe it if I go out to fight." Our great sage, well, what should I say, in short, the skill of fighting is not born in its attribute skill column. โ€

Xu Jie, who was ridiculed for his combat effectiveness, heard the meow and walked to Junzi's side, and shook her fur vigorously while she was not paying attention, shaking all the sand and soil stuck to it on her.

Although Junko, who loves cleanliness, found that something was wrong and quickly rolled back to avoid most of Xu Jie's attacks, there was still a lot of dust falling on her.

Seeing this, Jiantai didn't care about the dust on Xu Jie's body, held it in his arms and said proudly: "How about sister, is my great sage particularly clever?" โ€

Hearing this, Junko rolled her eyes upwards very indecently, shook the dust on her clothes and said, "I didn't see whether it was clever or not, but it is very clear that it is really dirty now." You'd better take them to the bath now, or Mommy won't let the two of them in the house at night. โ€

Hearing this, Jian Tai looked at Xu Jie who was holding in his hand, looked at Da Hei who was squatting on the ground, frowned and said, "You two are indeed too dirty, let's go, let's go to the bathroom to clean up." โ€

In the winter, the cat has to take a bath, and Xu Jie is a hundred unwilling in his heart.

But Junko also said just now that Mrs. Fujimoto, who doesn't take a bath and loves cleanliness, will not agree to the two of them entering the room, so Xu Jie had no choice but to hang his tail and be carried into the bathroom by Jiantai.

Knowing that his cat doesn't like to get his fur wet, Xiao Jiantai took the cat dry cleaning powder and shook it in front of Xu Jie's eyes and said, "Don't be unhappy, I don't want you to catch a cold on a cold day, let's take a bath with dry cleaning powder today." โ€

Xu Jie's ears immediately stood up when he heard this, although it was not very comfortable to be rubbed around, but compared to the matter of wetting the fur, dry cleaning was still within the acceptable range of Xu Jie.

But it's a pity that considering the problem of residues, the doctor's family really rarely dry cleans the pets in the house, after all, cats and dogs will do this kind of thing like licking fur.

Most of the dust and sand on Xu Jie and Mo's bodies were glued to their bodies when they were arranging the unfinished building.

The unfinished building was the above-ground part of the basement used to build the nest when Xu Jie had just passed it over, and the bucket was left over from the construction site and discarded from the school.

The water in the bucket is connected to the school water room, and the ice ballast inside is the snow that has not yet melted on the construction site.

As for the gasoline, ahem, thinking of this, Xu Jie glanced at the living room with a weak heart, hoping that when the doctor drove tomorrow morning, he would not be too angry when he found that the fuel tank that had just been filled up became empty.

After some dry cleaning, the cats, who had become clean again, were finally allowed to move around the house by the hostess of the house.

After they also joined in watching the evening news, the reporter brother in the TV was pointing to the unfinished building that was still smoking, holding the microphone and saying: "Audience friends, we are now in the XX section of XX Street." Not long ago, we just got the news that half an hour ago, the unfinished building here suddenly exploded and burned and caught fire. According to nearby residents, there were people roaring and shouting frantically inside the unfinished building before the explosion, and then there were sounds of fights and smashing things. And some people said that they seemed to hear gunshots at the same time as the explosion, and wondered if there were gangs/faction members fighting here. However, according to the firefighters who arrived first, no traces of a large-scale fire were found here, and the only injured person was not a knife wound but a burn. So it's hard to say whether the gang/faction is fighting for a while, but our police gentlemen did find a gun/gun at the scene. Now, let's ask Officer Saito, who is in charge of the case, to give us a brief introduction to the case. โ€

Then the camera shifted, and Officer Saito, who had always been the spokesman of the police, said with a stern face: "Because the injured person is too seriously unconscious, we have now sent him to the ambulance to the hospital for treatment, and the specific situation still has to wait for the preparation of news from the hospital." โ€

The reporter in charge of the interview obviously didn't want to be perfunctory.

So the microphone that was stretched out did not move away, and the camera did not mean to shift, but the reporter continued to ask: "So Officer Saito, it is said that a hand/gun was found at the scene of the explosion, is this hand/gun registered, or is it a private/gun or is it simply a black/gun?" โ€

The police officer surnamed Saito obviously hesitated when he heard this, but considering the good relationship between their police station and this media, the officer finally began to speak: "That hand/gun is registered after inspection, it is a competition-level hand/gun, and the caliber should be 25 meters for competition." We are still looking for the owner of this gun, but there is only Mr. Yasuda, who was robbed half a year ago, in the 25-meter race class hand/gun that has been lost. Since the case is still under review, you can pay attention to our press conference soon after the details are too specific. โ€

After that, no matter how the reporter in charge of the interview asked, Officer Saito was reluctant to reveal more things, and the reporter had to turn the camera unwillingly and said, "Okay, we will do the on-site interview here, and we will definitely continue to pay attention to the further development of this case." โ€

Mr. Fujimoto, who was sitting at the warm table with a teacup, said in surprise after hearing this report: "The hand/gun lost in the Yasuda robbery half a year ago actually appeared here?" โ€

Mrs. Fujimoto, who was peeling oranges, glanced at her husband when she heard this and said, "I haven't heard of any Yasuda robbery." โ€

Mr. Fujimoto patted the corner of the table and said, "You have forgotten that the shooter who was in the uproar in the next county in the spring was robbed when he returned home after training at night, and his finances and the hand/gun he was carrying were robbed. Because of this incident, we have also posted a notice of assistance investigation in the city, but the criminal/suspect/suspect is too tightly wrapped to see the face. The person is cunning and familiar with the surveillance system, so he has never been caught. โ€

Hearing her husband say this, Mrs. Fujimoto also remembered, and she suddenly said: "It turned out to be that robbery, no wonder I heard the surname Yasuda so familiar." The person who was burned can't be the suspect/suspect in the robbery, right? โ€

Mr. Fujimoto shrugged his shoulders and said, "Who can say for sure, the police will definitely be able to figure it out, we just have to wait and see the report." โ€

Xu Jie, who was lying under the table, really didn't expect that Yamamoto guy was carrying other cases on his back.

But that's fine, the more cases that guy has on him, the longer he gets in, and the safer they are.

Thinking about it, Xu Jie began to be drowsy, and he was frightened all day, but now he can finally feel at ease, and Xu Jie's sleepy insect has been found again.

But I don't know why, it just can't sleep, nods and wakes up again, and after waking up, it starts to nod again.

Looking at the little raccoon flowers that woke up and woke up a little bit, Mo took the initiative to lean his body over.

Feeling Mo's body temperature and smelling the familiar smell on its body, Xu Jie shrunk his plush body into Mo's arms, opened his mouth wide and let out a big breath, and then fell asleep within two minutes of tilting his head.

Mo lay there, supporting Xu Jie with his body, resting his chin on the top of his head, and after a while, there was a snoring sound.