Chapter 430: Chapter 407 There is a Cat in this World Named Zheng Tan Chapter 430: Chapter 407 There is a Cat in this World Named Zheng Tan The man knocked down by Zheng Tan with an electric shock bullet had killed four animals, and Ermao had already found the things extracted from the animals’ bodies on him. As for the last survivor–the seemingly silly-faced red panda, it was also brought back to the yard.

In the yard there was Uncle Lin, a seasoned veterinarian who was adept at surgeries. Uncle Lin’s house was equipped with a complete set of surgical tools, and there was even a specially built operating room for performing major surgeries on animals.

Two days after the surgery, the red panda began to perk up. One reason was Uncle Lin’s expertise, but the key was the little guy’s incredible vitality. As the wound healed, Uncle Lin started taking it for walks in the yard.

Uncle Lin said that the red panda was only one year old and still a juvenile among its kind. Probably soon after it had been captured by those people, its mother had chased it away, and it hadn’t yet gotten used to living independently. Following Uncle Lin, it found the feeling of the carefree days it had spent with its mother. As long as it wasn’t driven away, it would stick around.

The red panda was very fond of Uncle Lin. Uncle Lin didn’t use things like ropes to tie it up, and it didn’t run around recklessly. It always followed him without being told, and as the surgical wound gradually healed, the red panda showed no intention of running away.

Thinking about it, staying with Uncle Lin meant having food and drink, being meticulously cared for, not being threatened by guns, and having nothing to worry about. Every day, its favorite thing to do was to hold a big apple and eat it while sitting in a tree; after eating, it would find a sunny spot to sit and rub its face.

Uncle Lin wasn’t worried about it disappearing. The little guy was also very clean, not defecating just anywhere. Zheng Tan had always thought the red panda’s habit of rubbing its face was simply it using its paws to wipe its mouth or clean the fur around its mouth after eating, just like how a cat would lick its paws and rub its face after a meal.

Because of this, Uncle Lin thought it was quite easy to care for the red panda. He could even take it for walks, which was better than walking alone. Therefore, Uncle Lin made a call to an acquaintance who managed an animal park, arranged some paperwork, and kept the red panda there on the grounds of post-operative observation to prevent illness. The zoo had no objections, as there were plenty of red pandas there, and missing one did not matter to them. It was just a matter of opening the door conveniently to do someone a favor.

Uncle Lin said the red panda was truly fortunate to have survived as the only one of the five confined animals. Having cheated death on such an occasion, it was bound to have good fortune later, so they named the little guy “Xiao Fu,” which eventually turned into “Little Fuzi.”

The criminals were taken away by the police, and their weapons and medicine were confiscated. The man knocked down by Zheng Tan with an electric shock bullet had, during his confession, insisted on asking who was in the tent at the time. He wondered a lot but still couldn’t guess who it was. He also analyzed the whole incident, wondering which step went wrong that led to such an outcome, but he would never have guessed that his two biggest mistakes were greedily taking away a box and being unaware that there was a cat in this world named Zheng Tan.

Pei Jie was also questioned, but the kid had been coached by his dad on what to say and what not to, and he was good at spinning tales. Moreover, during the police interrogation, he suddenly burst into tears as easily as turning on a tap. The idea of “a true man sheds blood, not tears” was temporarily set aside. Pei Jie said it was strategic crying, within an acceptable range.

In the end, the person questioning Pei Jie didn’t ask any further.

Never underestimate children, never look down on these little rascals; sometimes they are much craftier than adults imagine.

Afterward, Pei Jie also promised Zheng Tan that to repay the life-saving grace, he would always keep the truth of what happened a secret, “A true man has principles and doesn’t betray!”

Pei Liang actually seemed quite upright, but unfortunately, Pei Jie didn’t inherit his father’s sense of justice, and instead, he attracted a ruffian-like aura.

When Pei Liang and Pei Jie were alone, Pei Liang intended to talk to the kid, preventing any psychological scars from childhood. However, he found out that the kid’s nerves were exceptionally tough, and save for a slight hiccup, he was doing fine. When bringing up the incident, Pei Jie would talk clearly and coherently–not just coherently, but also with an exaggerated, storytelling flair. What was actually a normal event would become fantastical through his words.

After several warnings from Pei Liang, Pei Jie finally reined in his wild imagination.

“At that time, I really was scared, Dad. You don’t know, in the pitch-dark tent, all I could smell were the feces and urine of the monkey and red panda, and all I could see was the cold steel cages, and the silly-faced red panda nearby,” Pei Jie said.

Hearing this, Pei Liang immediately grew dissatisfied, frowning and saying, “What kind of way is that to talk? That’s not called a silly face, that’s called a naively adorable expression!”

“Oh, that’s the Spring and Autumn Pen Technique you talked about… I felt uneasy just looking at its naively adorable expression. Can I use the word ‘uneasy’ here?”

Pei Liang: “…”

Pei Liang took a deep breath, about to say something, when Pei Jie pointed in a direction. Following where Pei Jie was pointing, Pei Liang saw Dashan playing with an apple not far from them, juggling it between his paws like a ball. In front of Dashan stood the red panda, eyes fixated on the apple as Dashan moved it, its head swaying left and right.