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916 Cat's Revenge 16

The porridge sat on the bedside table, as if interested, watching the quilt gradually smoke. Then the fire ignited, the fire became bigger and bigger, and the smoke became bigger and bigger...

It was going to sit here and watch it. It was already dead, so it was impossible to be burned to death again. Seeing the enemy being burned to death, maybe it would be great to be happy.

"Drip ring..." The alarm in the center of the room made a harsh sound.

Porridge looked up at the sound of smoke alarm. It was such a pity that he could not see the big burning person.

Its figure gradually disappeared...

F, who was snoring, was awakened by the sound. When he opened his eyes, he saw the flames on the bed. He suddenly lifted the already burning quilt and overturned the quilt.

The quilt continued to burn on the ground. He rushed into the bathroom, fed a basin of water, and poured it on the quilt. One basin was not enough, and there was no time to pour another basin. He pushed the quilt that had been extinguished toward the place where it was still burning

Pounce.

The wet quilt pressed against the fire, and the fire was finally extinguished.

"Dongdongdongdongdong~" a loud knock on the door.

Before F could respond, the door was knocked open with a bang, and the neighbors and building security rushed in.

The room was filled with smoke, but the fire was not there. Looking at the quilt piled on the ground, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They were wearing only a small F, standing awkwardly in front of everyone.

The police came and took the record. As long as someone called the police, they had to arrive.

The candle lights the quilt? The police looked at the room. The window was opened and the smoke was dissipated. They could see clearly the things hanging in the room.

The policeman was evidently suspicious: "Why did you light a candle?"

There will be some people who believe in the inexplicable sects who do inexplicable and even terrible things. Maybe this person is tempted to maintain "truth and justice", burn the building and then ascend to heaven, where the river of milk and honey is on the banks of the river.

There are more than seventy girls waiting to serve such "heroes".

You can't say that you want to exorcise evil spirits, that will arouse suspicion. F thought of a reason: "I ordered a lavender essential oil candle, which can relax and help sleep."

Another policeman flipped over the quilt that had been burnt, and a candle that was not burned into shape rolled out. He picked it up and sniffed it: "It smells of lavender."

Fortunately, it was burned, otherwise a skull would come out, and it would be difficult to explain clearly.

The policeman turned his eyes to a bunch of garlic and holy relics: "What is this?"

"Collections." F also responded quickly: "I like to collect these exotic or symbolic things. Don't you think it's special?"

The combination of Chinese and Western cultures is a mess. But an extremist organization can be ruled out because they only believe in and place things from their sects, and the holy objects and symbols of other religions are all incarnations of the devil.

The police saw a large cat cage in the corner of the wall, and a large glass fish tank, with some ropes, knives and other things thrown in the fish tank.

F quickly made up: "I used to raise cats, and the fish tank was used to raise fish. But when the cat ate the fish one by one, I gave the cat to people. These things were not available to deal with."

All of the dead cats were buried in remote places. No trace was left, and photos and videos were enough. He didn't want to leave any specimens "trophy" waiting to be used as evidence for the defendant to go to prison.

The policeman walked over and looked carefully: "Dagger, scalpel, rope?"

F followed: "The rope is used to fix the wooden board of the calf. My leg was injured and I was afraid of fractures. I fixed it with a rope first, and then went to the hospital. Later, I saw that my legs were fine, so I didn't go. The rope was thrown into it.

The things are thrown away at will."

He also showed his injured legs, his bathrobe was just put on, so he didn't wear trousers and his legs were bare.

It's really hurt. The explanation makes sense, although it's a bit weird. But are there fewer weird people in this country? They are spoiled big children, calling for freedom and democracy, but they are just doing stupid things. Even after they came to power

The supreme leader is also full of nonsense, saying that he is lying on the front and back, as if he is on stage just to make fun of it.

After the police asked, he warned F not to light open fires while sleeping to prevent fires from occurring.

F nodded constantly, as if he was humbly accepting it.

The policeman saw it away. F looked at the knocked door, bent down and helped it up, blocking it slightly. But if you can't walk around the door, there are still gaps, quite a big gap.

He had no choice but to go to the bathroom to change his clothes and ask someone to come and repair the door before the property management had finished get off work. This door was broken by the neighbor and the property management, but he rushed in because he heard the alarm inside.

Of course, you can also sue if you break someone’s door. But the lawyer’s fee is about more expensive than the door!

The property management said that we should wait within three days. This is the service in this country. You can’t just do this tonight, right?

If the door is broken and someone rushes in, you may not be able to save your life. Sometimes living people are more terrible than nightmares, and nightmares will always wake up, while some people will make their kind unable to wake up forever.

He had no choice but to borrow some tools and go back to repair it himself.

It took me more than two hours to install the door. I spent more than half an hour and knocked on and patched the damaged parts with some thin wooden boards, and finally filled all the holes.

Put the burnt quilt into the garbage bag and throw it down the trash can downstairs, clean it up, and it's evening again.

The spare quilt was taken out and spread it on the bed. As soon as F lay down, he sat up again, got out of the bed and flipped his pants pocket, and took out the peace talisman from his pocket.

As his fingers were pinching a small red sachet that was only one finger long, made of red cloth, containing talismans. This thing cost him five times. In addition, when he was kneeling and burning incense, he was smashed by the incense plate above his head.

It's right.

But thinking about it, even though such a big fire was ignited just now, he was still unscathed. It seemed that this talisman was still useful.

So he pulled the string on his sachet and hung it around his neck.

He lay down again, touched the peace talisman hanging on his chest with his hand, as if he had felt much more at ease. F closed his eyes and soon fell asleep in a daze.

"Meow, Meow..." The cat moans in the room sounded shrill again.

It's coming again, it's coming again! F curled up on the bed in horror, hugging himself and trembling.

The lights in the room became dim for some reason, and the light emitted was green and mixed with pale, with heavy yin energy and ghost energy soaring into the sky.

The lights gradually became darker and darker, and only the general outline of the items in the room were seen. In the dim light, pairs of green or red eyes appeared.

Although you can't see what's behind your eyes, you can tell from the structure of your eyes, and the shrill cat moans, you can tell that it's a cat, these are cats, they were killed by him, and they came back to find their souls.

cat……

"Ah~, don't come over..." F was extremely frightened, holding his head with both hands, wishing he could bury himself in the mattress and disappear.
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