Two hundred and eighty chapters have been added to three thousand three hundred words......

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"Is it a dog?" One girl cringed and asked, "Or a badger?" ”

"If it's a dog, it must have ten powerful fingers." Lila said coldly.

The Bombay cat stood in the middle of the corpses of his wife and children, and it only screamed, and the sound seemed to pierce the heart, and its copper-colored eyes shone in the last rays of the day, and it stared at the group of humans as if searching for the shadow of the devil among them.

The flat-faced kitten's voice became slow and soft, but it was still barking, and the black Bombay cat walked calmly to its side, licking its eyes, and then the two broken legs, which were torn apart, and there was no hope of taking them back, and the only way to send them to the doctor was amputation, and the jaw that was drenched in blood and could be removed from the body at any time.

The Bombay cat opened its mouth as if to pick up its only living child and take it away—no, it didn't, and it snapped the flat-faced kitten's neck.

The kitten doesn't bark anymore.

Suppressed screams came from behind Lila, and several girls raised their hands to cover their eyes.

The Bombay cat jumped into the dry reeds and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

School cleaners buried mother cats and kittens, blood and dirt were scrubbed off boardwalks—school security was strengthened, especially in girls' dormitories, junior students were told not to go alone to deserted corners or abandoned warehouses, teachers' families began at 7 p.m. to check that every child was in their rooms, and the library closed two hours earlier.

The school committee also notified the police department in Grande Township, and Grande's children were often able to see police cars slowly passing by in the distance.

Even so, some timid children will still try to move together, and Grande is too big, especially in late autumn and winter nights, when night falls so quickly that it is like someone in the sky has turned off the lights.

The second disembowelment cat was found twenty-four hours later. It was hung from a tree, its upper jaw hooked by a stout hook, its chest and abdomen empty, and its entrails that had fallen to the ground were eaten by rats and badgers.

Next up is a dog. A gray-white Labrador retriever, the Labrador is a medium-sized dog, the teachers and students have fed it, and they know that it is a good dog that is healthy and responsive before it dies, but even so, no one heard its last wail - the veterinarian examined it and proved that it was strangled half to death by a rope or chain, and then poked dozens of holes with something like a barbecue iron chisel, "The murderer has great strength." The veterinarian said, "I was able to go through those holes." Do you understand? The holes were symmetrical in pairs, and the bastard pierced it. ”

Grande's school committee was reluctant to allow the police to formally intervene in the matter, but things had gotten so far that they could be said to be out of control.

Perhaps it was the arrival of the police and the investigation that deterred the criminals, and he stopped for a few days. Another Thursday, a wizened white cat stretched out its paws from the dirt, and people dug it out, and it was piece by piece.

Avery sighed, study life was boring enough, and now there was another madman who couldn't get along with a four-legged brute, and could only stay in a small dormitory every day. It's so sad to have to be restricted even to date your girlfriend.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his hunky roommate coming out of the bathroom, his face with scratches that were swollen and white as soon as he was soaked in water.

In the past, he would have advised Avery to go to the infirmary and get some medicine. But since the last time he was yelled at by Avery, he didn't want to talk to him very much, how to put it, Avery now feels like a wet powder keg. No one knows when it will dry and then blow everything around it into the sky with a bang.

Avery collapsed on the bed and fell asleep a few moments later.

He woke up at four in the morning with his roommate snoring happily in bed - Avery's roommate was also a lover of "smart drugs", and after the drugs were confiscated, he couldn't fall asleep naturally at all, so Avery was not afraid that he would suddenly wake up and find that his bed was empty.

The windows of the dormitory were only two feet wide, but Avery could still squeeze them out, and his room was on the second floor, underneath which were clumps of well-grown ryegrass that were hard to see if trampled.

Avery jumped out of the window, through the rye grass, and ran towards the woods by the river.

Grande's ownerless dogs and cats live near feeding points, like homeless people who would approach alms and churches, and they are almost unsuspecting of humans, Avery has jerky in his left pocket, a heavy-duty stainless steel utility knife in his right pocket, and a golden Kevlar rope tied to the inside of his waterproof jacket.

He didn't know why he had done this—he just knew that he was so distraught that he couldn't sleep that day, so he sneaked out and wanted to go to the river to blow the wind.

The cow-colored she-cat and her four kittens were also strolling along the boardwalk, when he still had half of the sausage in his pocket that he had forgotten to eat, and he took it out, crushed it and spilled it on the ground, beckoning the kittens to come and eat it—but his kindness was mercilessly despised, and the kittens and she-cats sniffed the sausage around and didn't taste a single bite—just like his teammates, who, after being kicked out of the rugby team, still had a glimmer of hope, and he went to see them with fried chicken and soda, hoping that they would help him say a word or two, He didn't dare to continue to ask for the quarterback position, as long as he could get him back to the team, a full-back, a free defender, even if it was a backup.

And they just looked at him with embarrassment and pity, and without saying a word, the soda became hot, and the fried chicken became cold, and no one wanted to take a piece, as if he would sprinkle poison on it, and he carried them halfway across the campus and threw them into the trash can in front of the dormitory.

In the class, the teacher stopped him answering questions, and the questions he asked were answered only in a perfunctory way, the students avoided him as if he had some virulent contagion, and his friends told him sorry - fuck off sorry - Avery understood, understood, that Grande had been forced to keep him, and that the high school committee members and the principal, the advisor teacher, and the director of discipline had been humiliated and coerced by a pair of vulgar peasant women, The fact that they could allow him to haunt his eyes was already considered the eleventh wonder of the world, and he didn't want to reap the slightest benefit from this.

It's hard, but he has to persevere, no school better than Grande will accept a flawed eleventh-grader with outstanding grades, and he leaves Grande to go to public school, where he can't apply to the college he wants to get into.

Although there is little hope now, at least there is hope.

He came to his senses from the fierce attack of the mother cat, his hands were hot and sticky, and a kitten had been pulled off by him, and there was a mouth, which was a kitten with a flat face.

His mother was crazy, he didn't want to be blinded by a cat, he remembered as if he had stepped on its belly, like stepping on a rubber bag full of water—when the cat's belly burst, the entrails and blood stained his boots, which made him even more angry and chagrined, and he grabbed the three remaining kittens in the grass, twisted their heads off, and placed them next to their mothers.

His body was covered in the smell of blood, Avery had to jump into the Rio Grande to take a cold shower, he returned to his dormitory, took a cold pill, and fell asleep soundly for the first time since he was found illicit.

Then came the second, the third, and the fourth...... His tactics became more and more skilful each time, and his calm and good attitude allowed him not to panic in the face of routine police inquiries - if only he could have behaved like this when searching for drugs.

Avery was aware that their eyes were still on the school, and he had heard the teacher mention that the police suspected that it was a homeless man or an addict.

The former rugby player smiled sarcastically in the dark, and lo and behold, this is Grande. Grande's students will not be suspected, even if they have just been found to be 60 percent dependent on prescription drugs.

He effortlessly found his target for the day, a fat, beige, curly-haired cat that was intently licking the first meal before dawn, a broken bird's egg, and the process of catching it was of no describable or describable value.

The black cat, which almost blended with the night, followed the human, and it smelled the blood of his wife and children in him, and it ambushed him on the boulevard, but he was too big for it to watch him run away.

Avery walked to the river, where he prepared to drown the cat alive.

The black cat was behind him.

The black cat arched its back, staring at the white neck that Avery exposed when he lowered his head, and felines know how to bite off the cervical vertebrae of their prey.

A pair of hands silently pressed the black cat as Avery dipped the beige curly cat into the water.

The curly cat struggled, and in Avery's hands, it looked like a big fish, its long tail wrapped around Avery's wrist under the water - it looked at Avery through the water, its eyes blue, like a human.

A few minutes later, it died, and Avery easily stood up, carrying the dead cat, which drooped limply like an undried fur scarf.

"That's not what a good boy does, Avery." Said the man standing behind him.

Avery suddenly became as cold as the cat in his hand - he had fantasized countless times about being caught, and he thought he could be calm and fearless. The facts told him that he was wrong, and he didn't even have the courage to turn around and see who it was.

(To be continued)

((One second to remember)