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*前特警×流浪猫妖第二章*

The middle-aged man’s eyes widened the moment he spotted the black cat, his body trembling as if he’d encountered something truly terrifying. His previously flushed face drained of color in an instant. Wu Xian noticed the abrupt change, feeling a touch surprised, but he still stayed by the man’s side until the police arrived. The officers didn’t ask many questions upon seeing the man—instead, they thanked Wu Xian, implying this was a repeat offender.

After everyone left, Wu Xian locked eyes with the black cat across the street. The cat’s eyes glistened, but the neatly folded scarf draped over its back made it stand out on the sidewalk; more than half the passersby turned to glance at it curiously. Cats were common, but a cat carrying a scarf like that was anything but.

Wu Xian returned to the security booth, his peripheral vision catching the cat slowly walking over with the scarf, until it disappeared from view beside the booth.

At noon, the security team leader wandered over and tapped the window. “Xiao Wu, still so dedicated. It’s lunchtime—let me take over your shift.” Wu Xian’s posture was already a deliberate relaxation; his friend had reminded him to just rest and get used to the new environment lately. The leader stepped into the booth, patted his shoulder, and sat down. “Really, next time you can just sit like I do.” Wu Xian nodded, exchanged a few casual words, then headed to the staff canteen. As he turned, he saw the black cat with the scarf sitting behind the booth, seemingly asleep. No matter how it positioned itself, the scarf never slipped.

The afternoon shift was an hour longer than the morning. When he finished work, the cat was no longer behind the booth. He made his way back to the cardboard box from that morning. By the time he reached his building entrance, he couldn’t ignore the black cat anymore—it didn’t make a sound, just followed at his heels all the way up to the fifth floor. Then it spoke in human language: “Master, I missed you.”

The scene was startling. Wu Xian nearly broke his keys, staring惊疑ly at the cat tilting its head up at him. “You’ve got the wrong person. I’m not your master. Also, what are you…?” The word “demon” lingered on his tongue but didn’t escape. “Go back where you came from. Next time I see you, I’ll take you to the police station.”

The cat’s eyes immediately welled with tears, sniffling. “Master, you really don’t remember me?” Its tail swept the ground, and the scarf vanished—along with the bloody wounds from that morning, though its dark fur still lacked luster.

Wu Xian was at a loss for words, his mind blank. In his twenty-something years, this was his first brush with the supernatural. He wasn’t frightened, but… “Uh, maybe you should come inside and talk?” He wondered if he was possessed when he said that, but his hand moved in sync: inserting the key, turning it smoothly, stepping inside, then glancing back at the door. Again, he didn’t know what to say, so he added dryly: “It’s cold outside.”

The cat’s round eyes lit up—if there was electricity, it could probably double as a nightlight. It leaped toward Wu Xian: “I’m coming!”

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