False evidence

Chapter 120 The Old Cat Leads the Way
Pidan looked surprised and doubtful, but I breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Thankfully, the preserved egg was referring to a feeling.

If she said she could understand the old cat's meow as a cry to "stop the car," I think that would be more terrifying than a ghost story.

I handed the jade pendant to Pidan and asked her to see if she could sense anything else.

Pidan stared at the cat's eyes for a while, then finally shook his head: "Nothing special. Strange, was I just hallucinating?"

"Whether it's an illusion or not, try it and you'll find out!"

The monkey said as it shifted gears.

In that instant, I understood what he was trying to do, and quickly said, "No..."

He had only uttered one word when he released the handbrake, and the car lurched forward.

Just then, the old cat suddenly leaped off my shoulder and pounced on the monkey!
The van stalled due to the engine stalling.

Inside the car, the three people looked at each other in bewilderment.

The monkey said with a mournful face, "There are many ways to express your will, why do you have to use force?"

Seeing the bloody scratches on his face from the cat, I thought for a moment and tried to open the car door a crack.

As soon as the car door opened, the old cat jumped out.

"What does it want to do? Need to pee?" the monkey asked me.

"Brother Monkey, just say less."

The three got out of the car and saw the old cat walking into the alley. The monkey wanted to speak again.

Before he could speak, I tapped his chin upwards and said, "Consider this my request that you stop talking nonsense. The name 'Stinky Egg' is cute, but if it were a person, it would be over a hundred years old. The three of us combined are barely its great-grandchildren. If you talk nonsense, you're just asking for a lesson."

The reason I'm giving him such serious advice is that I know if he opens his mouth again, what he says will definitely go far beyond what is acceptable.

The old cat kept turning back after the first few steps, clearly indicating that it wanted us to follow it.

Although I'm not very familiar with this alley, I've passed by it several times and already know that it's known as "Pink Lantern Street".

With that shrewish mouth of a monkey, what good things could it possibly say?

"Hey, aren't all calico cats female?" the monkey couldn't help but mutter under his breath.

I glared at him fiercely: "I'm telling you now, Stinky Egg was fostered by a forensic doctor. Before that, it attempted to murder its original owner!"

The monkey jumped: "Murder? Really?"

I showed him my right hand, which was in a sling around my neck: "This is the hand that injured me too."

Seeing that the old cat was walking slowly, I simply explained why I had fallen down the stairs.

This time, both the monkey and the preserved egg showed expressions of horror.

After a long pause, the monkey couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "I believe what you're saying is true, but how did it know to use preserved eggs? Has it ever seen preserved eggs before?"

I shook my head and glanced at Pidan's neck. "It's never seen Pidan before, but I called Pidan on the way home. It's also possible... it has something to do with Pidan's jade pendant."

Hair washing and beauty salons are closed at this time.

So, although there are shops on both sides, it is so quiet and deserted that it is a little creepy.

In less than a day, I have already gained a considerable understanding of this strange old cat.

It's just like an elderly person with a terrible temper. Although it's very old, it's still very strong. It usually moves slowly, but when it gets angry, it's quite swift.

The scars on the monkey's face are the best proof.

Unlike some dogs, cats do not attack people for no reason.

I have reason to believe that what the stinky egg did to me was not just a warning or a show of force, but more importantly, an attempt to communicate with me in its own way. The monkey dared not speak recklessly anymore, but its mouth still couldn't stay still, occasionally muttering various unreliable inferences.

I said, "The more we talk about this, the more complicated it gets. Let's just follow it to the end and see what this stinky egg is really up to."

Even a narrow alley, only a few dozen meters long, eventually comes to an end.

However, the old cat did not stop, but continued to walk into a crack in the wall.

"How can we follow this?" the monkey said, dumbfounded.

I looked around and raised my voice, saying, "This gap in the wall is too narrow, let's go around it!"

Turning into the side path, the monkey breathed a sigh of relief:
"My goodness, this is the first time in my life I've ever felt that a cat is scary."

Pidan seemed to relax a bit and asked me, "What do you think it's going to take us to?"

"An old horse knows the way. Although a cat isn't as good at finding its way as a horse, it's very familiar with places it frequents. When we went to the hospital, it kept looking out of the car and led us here... It must recognize this place."

"Didn't you ask the forensic doctor where the cat's owner lives?" The monkey has a pretty good memory.

"At the time, I was only thinking about taking care of her for a few days, and I didn't mean to meddle in other people's business at all."

I thought to myself, "I've been tricked by Gao He again." I should have realized that the cat wouldn't have given Jiang Banxia that warning for no reason.

Jiang Banxia failed to grasp the meaning behind the 'warning' at the time, but I unknowingly started another 'abnormal event'.

Most of the alleyways in the south are like spider webs. Pidan, Monkey, and I identified the direction and soon found our way around to the front.

"Where did Grandpa Cat... no, Grandma Cat go?" The monkey looked around.

"Meow..."

Hearing the cat meow, the three of them looked up at the same time and saw the old cat squatting on a courtyard wall.

Upon seeing that we had spotted it, it immediately swung its paw and knocked something off the wall.

The monkey tried to pick it up, but the old cat suddenly arched its back at him again.

The monkey was so frightened that it quickly backed away. "It seems like it's still blaming me. That looks like a set of keys. Which of you two will go pick it up?"

I went straight over and picked up the key. When I looked at the old cat again, I saw it backing down the wall and into the yard.

There were four keys in the bunch. I looked at the padlock on the gate, found one, and inserted it into the keyhole.

I tried turning it and found that the old-fashioned lock was rusty.

Seeing this, Pidan looked around and picked up a brick.

The monkey took a step back and exclaimed dramatically, "Using a key to unlock a door is at most trespassing; but if you break the lock, that's a much bigger crime!"

Pidan snorted, tapped the lock lightly with a brick a few times to shake off some rust, and then turned the key, and the lock popped open naturally.

I gave her a thumbs up: "What a man!"

The old houses in the area are all pretty much the same. Once you enter the courtyard, there is another small two-story building in front of you, only slightly more spacious than Pidan's house.

The monkey turned around and closed the gate, then leaned close to me and whispered, "It seems like no one's been here for a long time. I was wondering, if Grandma Cat belongs to this family, would she be considered a member of the household? If we go inside, would we be considered invited? Hey? Where's the cat? It's gone!"

Indeed, we didn't see the old cat again after we entered the yard.

I didn't look for it intentionally; I just glanced at the scene in the yard, asked Pidan for the key, and walked to the building entrance.

Pick out the key that matches the lock, insert it, and with a simple turn, the door opens.

However, at that moment, my heart skipped a beat...

(End of this chapter)