Chapter 606 Help me feed the cat...

About five minutes have passed.

Zhao Guangshu assumed that if he didn't get a response, the person outside would wisely leave.

As soon as he lifted his foot, the doorbell rang again.

Zhao Guangshu's brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly.

He clenched his fists, his face turning ashen.

"Damn it!" Zhao Guangshu cursed, walked over and closed the door to the room where Zhou Li was staying.

"Ding dong ding dong——"

The doorbell kept ringing.

Zhao Guangshu walked over and opened the door with a sullen face, and saw two tall men standing outside.

He composed himself and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Who are you?" Chen Ziqi looked at the other person in surprise. "Where is Zhou Li?"

Zhao Guangshu calmly explained, "I am a relative of Zhou Li."

"Oh." Chen Ziqi raised his chin slightly, gesturing for him to move aside. "Let's go inside and talk."

"Excuse me." Zhao Guangshu stood in the doorway, not intending to let anyone in. "Zhou Li isn't home, so we won't invite you in."

He tried to close the door, but He Lewei stopped him with his hand.

Zhao Guangshu's expression changed slightly, and he frowned as he asked, "What does this mean?"

"It's alright, we can just wait here for Zhou Li to go home." Chen Ziqi looked him over. "What's your relationship to him?"

“I’m his cousin. Zhou Li went on a long trip and asked me to come and look after the house for him,” Zhao Guangshu lied casually. “You can come back when he gets back.”

"He went on a long trip?" Chen Ziqi smiled suspiciously. "I've never heard him mention it before."

"Then I don't know." Zhao Guangshu shrugged dismissively. "Call him and ask him yourself."

He Lewei said coldly, "He didn't answer the phone, so we'll wait for him here."

Zhao Guangshu's face was gloomy as he suppressed his anger and said, "There's no need. I don't have time to entertain you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed the door hard, trying to force it shut.

Chen Ziqi also raised a hand and placed it on the door panel, "Are you sure you're Zhou Li's relative?"

Zhao Guangshu didn't want to get into a conflict with them, so he frowned and said, "I'm sure, I'm very busy, come back in a few days."

"There's no other way," Chen Ziqi said with a half-smile, "We have to come today."

Zhao Guangshu's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes filled with suspicion. "What do you want?"

"What's your name?" Chen Ziqi asked.

"What's it to you?" Zhao Guangshu's unease grew stronger. "Get out of here, I'm busy!"

He reached out and shoved the two of them.

The next second, a flash of silver light flickered before my eyes, followed by a chill on my wrist.

Zhao Guangshu looked closely and a look of horror immediately appeared on his face.

Handcuffs?

He looked up in astonishment, his voice trembling slightly, "Who exactly are you people...?"

"Police." He Le showed his identification, his voice cold and stern. "Where is Zhou Li?"

Zhao Guangshu instinctively tried to rush out, but Chen Ziqi grabbed the other side of the handcuffs and forcefully threw him against the wall.

He Lewei immediately pounced over and pinned the man down.

Chen Ziqi walked into the house and saw a door that was tightly closed. He reached out and opened the door.

The room was pitch black. He reached out and pressed the light switch on the wall. With a "click," the light illuminated every corner.

Tangyuan curled up beside the unconscious Zhou Li, her cat-like eyes warily fixed on Chen Ziqi. "Don't be afraid," Chen Ziqi said softly as he slowly approached, "I'm a police officer, here to rescue him."

Save them!
Tangyuan immediately became excited, wagging its tail vigorously and meowing, "Meow meow meow! Please save my master, he seems to be dying!"

Chen Ziqi couldn't understand what Tang Yuan was saying, but he responded based on his intuition: "Don't worry, let me check on the victim's condition."

As soon as he finished speaking, his earphones rang.

Chen Ziqi took out his phone and answered the call, "Boss."

Si Heng said calmly on the other end of the phone, "The ambulance has arrived."

"Understood." Chen Ziqi immediately replied and hung up the phone. He recorded Zhou Li's current situation and condition, and then carefully tore off the tape from his mouth and untied the ropes binding his body.

Zhou Li weakly opened his eyes, looked at the stranger in front of him, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart. He managed to whisper, "Help...help me..."

Chen Ziqi reassured him, "You're saved now. I'm a policeman."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Li seemed relieved, a faint smile appearing on his lips. "Thank you, thank you for feeding the cat..."

Chen Ziqi felt as if something had struck his heart, and he couldn't help but be moved.

He never expected that Zhou Li's greatest concern would be for his cat.

Is this what cat owners are like?
"Don't worry, I'll feed it for you," Chen Ziqi replied.

Zhou Li was taken to the hospital by ambulance, while Zhao Guangshu was taken to the police station by police car.

He kept trying to recall what went wrong and why Zhou Li had the opportunity to call the police.

Si Heng also left the East Coast Villa and returned to the police station to interrogate Zhao Guangshu.

"Why did you hurt Zhou Li?" The man's gaze was like a sharp blade, carrying an imposing aura.

Zhao Guangshu didn't have the courage to meet his gaze. He lowered his eyes and retorted, "I didn't hurt him."

"You didn't hurt him? Then why was Zhou Li tied to a stool and covered in injuries?"

"How would I know?" Zhao Guangshu waved his hand dismissively. "Maybe he did it himself. People like him who are involved in the arts can be quite perplexing sometimes."

"It's alright," Si Heng stood up and said calmly, "You still have time to think it over."

Si Heng left the interrogation room and saw Chen Ziqi holding a cat. "Zhou Li's cat?"

“Yes.” Chen Ziqi nodded. “Jiang Yuan said she has something to ask it tomorrow and asked me to take it with me.”

"Okay." Si Heng glanced at the round-headed cat and chuckled. "Let's call it a day."

**
The peregrine falcon returned to the villa on the east bank.

"The falcon is back."

Jiang Yuan sat in front of the dressing table doing her skincare routine, looking at the peregrine falcon in the mirror, her tone slightly teasing, "You're back? It's like this is your home?"

"What's wrong?" The peregrine fluttered its wings and flew to the dressing table, staring at her curiously with its round eyes.

"Why are you looking at me?" Jiang Yuan asked, raising an eyebrow.

The peregrine falcon blinked its eyes. "Falcon thinks you're being a bit sarcastic."

"You even know about sarcastic remarks?" A hint of surprise flashed across Jiang Yuan's face.

“Of course,” the peregrine falcon said proudly. “A falcon is a falcon that has seen and experienced much; you cannot imagine its wisdom.”

Jiang Yuan snorted, "I can't be bothered to imagine it, and I don't like meddling in other people's business."

The peregrine falcon retorted, "If you don't like meddling in other people's business, then why do you keep so many furry kids?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan felt both helpless and amused. "Is raising a pet considered meddling in other people's business?"

The peregrine falcon said matter-of-factly, "Of course, I heard other humans say that myself."

Meanwhile, the sound of dogs barking could be heard from time to time in the dilapidated low-rise buildings in the alley.

A man with a scar on his nose sat on the balcony drinking. Several skewers of meat, glistening with oil and steaming, were placed on the railing.


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