Pet King

Vladimir also stayed up all day and night. It was very sleepy and wanted to catch up on sleep. But Little White, the Third Commander of the Meow Army, came to see him personally. There must have been something important to discuss or some important information to report to it.

It saw Zhang Zian still comforting Pi at his desk, so it did not say hello. It jumped out of the second-floor window and shocked a customer who was just about to enter.

It took advantage of the fact that there were no cars to the left and right, hurriedly ran across the road, and jumped onto the wall.

The short-haired white cat raised one of its front paws to sign and was interrupted by it. “No, it is convenient for comrades who do not know each other to meet and confirm their identities. There is no need to sign between meows. It saves some red tape and spends time on better work.”

Little White nodded and looked at the pet shop opposite the street, and its face had some fear.

Vladimir knew it was scared of Fina, and so turned to bring it further away, and made a turn, until they could no longer see the pet shop, that Little White relaxed.

“Do you have something important to find me for?” Vladimir stopped to ask.

In order to fully mobilize the subjective initiative of stray cats and improve their ability to find and solve problems, it encourages them to arrange their own work as far as possible. Only really difficult things will come to them. Otherwise, there were so many stray cats that they would have to take care of everything and die of fatigue.

Little White made a few actions with its paws, to describe a tall and thin man with a long beard, and it just looked like a random waving of paws to outsiders.

“What is it? Did you find the reactionary?” Vladimir understood what it was saying, and asked, half believing half in disbelief.

Little White was hesitating and did not continue to use its paw to give a sign, and from its look, it was not sure.

Before Vladimir speculated that Zhu Jisheng, who published “Ten Batches of Network Literature” in the newspaper, should be in a luxury residence in a first-tier city in China, so he actively urged Meow Branch members of the first-tier city to search, especially the capital branch. It believed that Zhu Jisheng was most likely to live in the capital. After all, he had lived at the Weiming Lake College before. After many years as Dean of the Academy of Literature, the capital had become his second home.

Of course, this kind of person who had a reputation and power could be living in some popular tourist spot or even in another country.

There was no way to reach out of the country currently, the power of the Meow Meow Branch Organization had yet to reach outside the country, but soon, the flag of the Meow Meow Doctrine would be placed throughout the world, starting from Egypt.

Zhang Zian had searched on the web before, but to his and its surprise, this person seemed to be extremely low-key, or very concerned about protecting personal privacy, almost never appear in private, no place to live at all, which made them extremely difficult to find, like finding a needle in a haystack.

Vladimir was confident in the ability of stray cats to investigate, but also expected to face difficulties, so he did not go with Zhang Zian for this matter, but arranged for the stray cats to search privately, and be mentally prepared for the long-term war.

However, just a few days later, Little White said that it might have found the target, which made Vladimir confused because if it could find the target in such a short time, it could only mean that the target was nearby.

There was another possibility, which was that the stray cat had found the wrong person. There was a high probability that was what had happened, because they had no pictures and could only find it based on its description.

“Where is the target?” it asked. If the distance Little White gave was quite far, it could only tell Zhang Zian the situation, then have him drive them over in the car.

Little White raised a paw and pointed in a certain direction, but the distance was hard to clearly describe. Vladimir could only tell that it was in the city.

“It is actually in Binhai City?” Vladimir felt that that was too coincidental. Based on probability, the stray cats finding the correct target was a very low possibility.

It really wanted to go back to sleep, but still waved a front claw. “Let’s go, bring me to take a look.”

Little White instantly turned its body around to lead the way, and Vladimir followed behind.

They walked in a straight line. In addition to a few steps around tall buildings, they climbed on the walls and flipped over the houses. It was the same distance, but they saved a lot of time compared to humans.

On the way, they met a lot of stray cats. Most of them had been incorporated into the organization. They were very alert to foreign cats and strangers but had no intention of attacking them actively. When they confirmed their identity with the code, the other side showed a very friendly attitude.

A small number of stray cats may have recently started to roam, or foreign stray cats, had not yet joined the organization, still in the state of stray warriors, but they believed that they would soon join the large family of non-propertied cats.

Little White was running in front and stopped suddenly. Vladimir, who was napping while running, almost hit it and knocked it off the wall. It rolled sideways and stood up gray-faced.

“What is it?” Vladimir was unbothered and just wiped its face.

Little White raised its front paw and pointed in front.

“We’re here? That was quite fast.” Vladimir looked back and they had not been able to see the pet shop for a long time already.

This was a fairly common alley in Binhai City. There were not many pedestrians, the road looked clean and tidy, and the environment was quiet.

In front of them was an antique two-story building, similar to the Amazing Fate Pet Shop, but the decoration was more exquisite and elegant.

Like ordinary cats, Vladimir shrunk his pupils in the sun to reduce light intake, avoid the damage to the retina caused by too much sunlight, and carefully look at the store’s signboard—Back to the Old Days?

The name of this shop had more artistic conception and connotation than most of the shops. It seemed as if you could see an object changing from new to old, losing its owner’s favor, being thrown into the corner full of dust, and finally picked up by a pair of talent scout’s hands in the sunset, gently wiping away the dust, and rediscovering its value.

Literary accomplishment, especially the ordinary people with insufficient ancient literary accomplishment, would find it difficult to come up with such an extraordinary name.

Vladimir didn’t have much hope for this trip, but when he saw the name of the store, he thought of Zhu Jisheng’s status as a master of Chinese culture. He believed it a little more and was no longer as sleepy as before.

It was just that he did not know what kind of shop this was.

The shop was wide and spacious, and it was a bit dark inside. There were a few pedestrians that hurried past the shop and did not stop to enter the shop.

Vladimir always despised the enemy strategically, attached importance to the enemy tactically, and in the face of unknown circumstances, he did not choose to rush forward. Instead, it gestured to Little White and had Little White stand by the same spot while it ran around the shop.

What made it a bit disappointed was that the shop did not have a back door, and the windows were closed. It was not able to quietly sneak in, and could only wait under the tree, hoping that a hare would kill itself by crashing into a tree trunk.