Hearing this, Han Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn’t forgotten the promise he had just made to you and, thumping his chest, he said, "Chairman Li, rest assured, this ti I will atone for my cris by building twenty Hope Primary Schools in impoverished mountain areas!"
You smiled, patted Han Cheng on the shoulder, and turned to leave.
As you exited the manor’s gate, Zong Wangyue caught up from behind, "Boss, thanks!"
"No need for thanks among brothers," you said, turning to look at Zong Wangyue, then added, "Find out more for , see if any of your cousin’s friends are still involved with these Lucky Cats."
"Boss, you don’t plan on making these people build Hope Primary Schools across all of China, do you?"
"I’m no savior, nor do I have that much free ti," you said, looking up at the sky above and frowning, "For so reason, I’ve got a bad feeling, like sothing’s going to happen."
Seeing your solemn expression, Zong Wangyue earnestly replied, "Alright, I’ll notify you imdiately if sothing cos up."
"Mhm."
Once in the car, you imdiately called your mother’s mobile phone, "Mom, got a question for you."
"Yes, what is it?" Your mom replied, munching on chips.
You recounted the day’s events and also briefly ntioned the scene you and Zhao’er had witnessed on New Year’s Eve, then asked, "Why would the coffin sealing the cat need to be nailed with eight nails?"
After pondering for a mont, your mother said, "There’s a belief that cats have nine lives. They nail the coffin with eight nails to seal away the cat’s eight lives. The remaining life dissipates, accumulating resentful qi to transform into sothing that harms others."
"What’s the benefit for the person behind this?"
"Not sure. Since you’re already involved, investigate thoroughly."
"Alright," you said, sowhat reluctantly, "looks like my holiday is coming to an end ahead of schedule."
Half an hour later, at the gates of Jiangzhe University.
A black Harley raced up like a Charming Phantom. Xian Qianling, dressed in a sexy black leather jacket and pants with black boots, approached your car window like a future warrior and knocked on the glass.
"Yo, Captain Xian, who are you cosplaying as today? This getup is irresistible," you teased.
Your unabashed complint brought a hint of pleasure to Xian Qianling’s eyes.
"Spring Festival holidays aren’t over yet, what’s so urgent that you can’t spend ti at ho with your darling little Zhao’er?"
The Crazy Woman was clearly jealous.
"I wish I could, but who made care about the worries of the world before my own pleasure?"
Although Xian Qianling didn’t understand you as thoroughly as Wu Qiyi, she had gotten to know you well enough over ti to scoff at your words, "Don’t give those useless excuses. Tell , what actually happened?"
"Ah, why so tense on the New Year? It’s cold outside, let’s talk in the car," you said.
Once Xian Qianling was seated in the passenger seat, you asked her cheerfully, "Ever heard of Lucky Cats?"
"Huh?"
At the ntion of Lucky Cat, Xian Qianling’s mind naturally conjured up the images of those cute and silly Lucky Cats placed at the entrances of stores in Yamato ani.
"Not the ones you’re thinking of. I’m talking about real Lucky Cats."
With that, you recounted Han Cheng’s story to Xian Qianling.
After hearing all of this, Xian Qianling’s eyebrows naturally knitted together.
"Why do your stories always give the creeps?"
You scoffed and said with a sneer, "That’s human nature for you, stopping at nothing for the sake of money."
"Is this an isolated case, or a serial incident?" Xian Qianling asked, her voice turning cold as she inquired about what concerned her most.
"As far as I know, two cases have been discovered so far, and I suspect there are more. I’ve already sent Zongzi to investigate," you said.
"Are you saying that, every ti soone does this, it leads to terrible consequences?"
You nodded, "Mhm, that seems to be the case right now."
"So how should we start investigating? After all, we can’t possibly search every household. Plus, those who fiddle with the Lucky Cats will definitely hide such a thing, given it’s not sothing they’d want others to know."
"Right."
You leaned back in the comfortable car seat, looking up.
"So what do we do now?"
"We wait."
"Wait?"
"Yeah, wait!" Turning your head to look at the surprised Xian Qianling, you said with a smile, "Wait for Zongzi’s phone call."
"Aside from dabbling in Bagua all the ti, what else is that fatty capable of?"
You just smiled and didn’t respond.
Shortly after, the cellphone beside you rang.
Picking it up and seeing it was a call from Zong Wangyue, you said to Xian Qianling with a smile, "It’s here."
"Zongzi, did you find anything?"
Zong Wangyue’s voice sounded very grave, "Boss, it’s quite serious."
"What happened?"
"Everyone who ssed with the Lucky Cats is dead!"
"All dead?!" You were taken aback by Zong Wangyue’s words, and you imdiately sat up, frowning, "Tell more."
"After you left, Boss, I asked my cousin to tell the whole story. He found out about the Lucky Cat at a friend’s gathering. There were over a dozen people in a private club who knew how to ss with the Lucky Cat, though he wasn’t sure exactly how many were doing it. He tried it mainly because he found it amusing but didn’t expect it to backfire on him."
"And then?"
Zong Wangyue’s voice grew even graver, "My cousin gave the information about these people, and I imdiately sent soone to investigate. Out of that dozen, seven are hospitalized, and three are already dead. According to what the investigators were told by the relatives of the deceased, the three died in a similar, very grueso manner."
"How grueso?"
"Their bodies were as if they had been scratched by so sharp claws, covered in bloodstains! These bloodstains appeared out of nowhere, and the wounds... they were torn and ragged!" Zong Wangyue paused before continuing, "I just went to the hospital specifically because one of the injured is my relative. His injuries are the mildest among them, but still, they are all claw marks, and so of the others had wounds deep enough to expose bone!"
"Could they see what was attacking them?"
"My relative said he could vaguely make out an apparition, like a cat!"
"A cat?"
"Yes, a cat! He said it was a cat as big as a tiger!"
You asked, frowning deeply, "Not a Cat Spirit?"
"My relative was terrified at the ti and didn’t get a clear look. Afterwards, he grabbed a Peach Wood Sword he had bought at a high price from Qingcheng Mountain and fled out the door. Then he invited a Taoist, and it took him great effort to sever my relative’s connection with the cat."
"What does severing the connection an?"
"It seems the Taoist couldn’t deal with the cat, so he burnt the coffin with a Fire Charm, then washed my relative’s body with clean water to cut off the connection with the Cat Spirit. After that, when my relative learned that his friends had suffered the sa fate, he invited so Taoists and Mages to their hos to drive away the spirit. These people had limited power and could only use similar thods to cut off the connection between the Cat Spirit and the victims."
After hearing Zong Wangyue’s words, you remained silent for a while, then let out a heavy sigh, "This is going to be troubleso."
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