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Chapter 161: [160] Little Girl and Black Cat

The black cat stared blankly for a while, suddenly remembering something its owner had said: "The biggest difference between humans and monkeys is the use of tools."

It immediately had an idea.

The cat and... um, let me think, yes, the biggest difference between me and a mouse is that I can use tools!

But the problem is, what can I use as a tool?

The black cat spun in circles on the table, biting its own tail while playing and thinking seriously.

Soon enough, a thought popped into its little head: "If I control a group of ants to crawl into the shape of words, I can easily write a letter by slapping them to death!"

What a great idea!

Let's do it!

The black cat quickly slipped out of the luxurious mansion and, relying on its super familiarity with the city, found a nest of ants hibernating in a place where ordinary people would never find them.

Using the power of the Spirit Control Seal borrowed from the police chief, it captured the entire nest of ants and then brought a stack of paper to start experimenting.

Two seconds later, a group of ants crawled onto a piece of paper, forming the pattern of the word "青青" (qing qing).

"Smack! Smack!"

The black cat decisively slapped the ants onto the paper, leaving behind two quite large characters.

It glanced at them and swayed its tail in satisfaction.

Great!

I have finally found a shortcut for writing letters!

From now on, I will do it like this!

However...

The black cat soon discovered a new problem. The ant's bodily fluid was wet and easily dirtied the hands, which seemed to be not conducive to reading.

But this was just a small problem that couldn't stump the police chief at all.

It activated a strand of True Flame power and quickly brushed the surface of the paper with its paw, instantly drying the fluid and firmly sticking the ants to the paper.

Not long after...

The black cat tilted its head and looked at the thick letter, vaguely feeling that doing it this way seemed a bit wasteful of paper.

Oh well, never mind!

I have already used up all the wisdom of the cat clan to get to this point. Even the owner cannot ask for more.

*

Half an hour later...

The black cat bit a thick stack of paper and once again sneaked into the Qian family mansion, placing the paper in a drawer.

It flicked its tail and tapped a metal bell placed on the table a few times.

"Ding-ling!"

The bell rang crisply.

This was the agreement between the owner and Miss Qingqing.

After the new letter was delivered, it would notify Miss Qingqing with the sound of the bell.

Just a second later...

"Bang! Bang!"

Urgent footsteps came from below the attic.

Miss Qingqing was here!

The black cat leaped up, easily jumping over three meters high and landing lightly on a beam at the top of the attic, sticking its head out and looking down.

Miss Qingqing, come and read the reply letter!

I'm so excited!

It seemed as if it could see the little girl praising the genius idea of "writing letters with ants."

Unable to wait for the praise, the black cat added in its mind, "Such a clever and adorable cat!"

"Squeak!"

The door to the attic was pushed open by a hand.

A graceful figure climbed the stairs and entered the attic.

It was Qian Qingqing.

The black cat stretched its head even longer.

Qian Qingqing glanced at the swaying bell and quickly walked to the table, pulling open the drawer.

A stack of paper and ants' corpses smeared all over it caught the little girl's eye, causing her to freeze and let out a scream.

"Ah~"

She was so scared that she took several steps back.

The black cat's figure suddenly froze.

What happened to the praise? How did it turn into a scare? What did I do wrong?

Below.

Qian Qingqing muttered nervously, "Why are there so many ant corpses? Could something strange be happening?"

The black cat suddenly felt the urge to escape.

It realized that the ingenious idea of writing letters with ants seemed more frightening to humans.

The police chief felt a bit frustrated.

The biggest difference between cats and mice seems to be that I can catch mice.

At this moment.

Qian Qingqing suddenly encouraged herself, "This is the designated spot for storing letters with Cheng Han. It shouldn't be anything strange."

The little girl gathered her courage and walked back to the drawer, picking up another stack of paper inside.

She quickly flipped through it and was so scared that her right hand trembled.

Oh my god!

It's all ant corpses!

And with this tremble, the paper slipped from her hand and scattered all over the floor.

On the beam.

The black cat was anxious to the point of wanting to jump.

It's over!

The order of the papers got mixed up. How will Miss Qingqing understand the information from the owner?

Does this cat have to go back and bite the pencil to write another letter?

Thinking of this, the black cat instantly felt that its cat life had become a bit gloomy.

This cat hates pencils!

Soon.

Qian Qingqing noticed something unusual, "Huh? These ants seem to form two characters... Hmm, it's 'second'."

The little girl finally realized, "Could this be a letter?!"

The black cat let out a long sigh of relief.

This cat doesn't have to bite the pencil anymore.

Below.

Qian Qingqing looked at the scattered papers on the floor, her eyebrows furrowing tightly, "Oh no, I messed up the order."

She squatted down and muttered, "Forget it, let's slowly piece it together."

In the next half hour.

Qian Qingqing was forced to play a word puzzle game, turning the papers around in the attic.

The black cat peeked its head out from the beam, feeling extremely worried.

Miss Qingqing, that paper is placed wrong, it should go there!

Miss Qingqing, that one is also in the wrong position!

However.

The black cat could only fret.

Because the owner said not to use any extraordinary powers on Miss Qingqing.

Fortunately.

Qian Qingqing had excellent patience. After countless attempts, she miraculously restored the sentences perfectly.

The little girl read it softly, and smiled happily, "It really is Cheng Han's way of speaking!"

She was a bit puzzled, "Why write with ants? So strange!"

As soon as she finished speaking.

The papers silently turned into ashes.

Along with the ants on them.

The black cat watched this scene, feeling as if a heavy burden had been lifted from its heart, "The embarrassing thing I did is finally destroyed."

It happily flicked its tail, "Even if Miss Qingqing writes about this in the letter, I won't tell the owner."

Not long after, Qian Qingqing replied with a long letter.

As usual, the core content of the letter can be summarized in one sentence - I will fully cooperate.

After this period of communication, the little girl has realized that her desk mate is definitely not as simple as he appears on the surface.

But she accepted it very quickly.

Cheng Han can even produce the "Seal of the Female Warrior", is it necessary to be surprised by these things?

In any case, listen to him, he must be right!

"Ding Ling~"

The little girl shook the bell and left the attic.

The black cat couldn't wait and jumped down, quickly reading the letter.

Fortunately.

Miss Qingqing is really a good person, she didn't mention anything about the ants in the letter, so this cat doesn't have to bear the psychological pressure of deceiving its owner.

The black cat concentrated and reported this matter to its owner.

One minute later.

It felt a long string of information in its mind, as well as a strange symbol.

The former was the owner's instructions.

The latter was a secret technique taught by the owner.

Its only function was to write letters quickly.

The black cat looked a bit dejected.

It's over!

The owner still found out about this cat's embarrassing matter, it seems that nothing can be hidden from the owner!

This is not difficult to understand.

Otherwise, why would the owner teach the secret technique?

The black cat left the mansion, found a tree, and used its claws to cut off a piece of bark.

It activated the symbol and extended a paw, from which a very fine thread of light emerged.

With a thought, the thread of light moved on the surface of the bark, writing down small characters one by one.

In just five seconds.

A long "bark letter" was finished.

The black cat tilted its head and took a few glances, unable to help but "meow".

The owner is the most amazing!

*

Inside the attic.

"Ding Ling~"

The bell was shaken again.

Qian Qingqing hurriedly went upstairs, looking somewhat surprised: "Why so fast today?"

The black cat crouched above the beam, flicking its tail lightly.

In its mind, it replied: Because this cat has become awesome!

The little girl opened a drawer, picked up the piece of bark, and looked at it, sounding even more surprised: "Cheng Han has so many tricks."

On the beam.

The black cat blinked its cat eyes and added: This cat has many tricks too.

*

The next day.

Qian Qingqing and her father, Qian Yiqing, visited an old client of the business association.

The other party's name was "Bian Du", also a figure in the wealthy circle.

After the two sides met, they exchanged pleasantries as usual.

Bian Du originally thought that the president of the Qian family business association had something to discuss this time.

But he didn't expect that after Qian Yiqing introduced his daughter, he stopped talking.

Qian Qingqing gracefully performed a courtesy: "Uncle Bian, I came here to disturb you this time mainly to invite you to a tasting event."

The little girl spoke confidently and roughly introduced the content of the tasting event.

Her demeanor and speech were reminiscent of her father, with a charming smile on her pretty face, and her words were clear.

The distance in conversation was maintained perfectly, with an attitude like that of a junior towards a senior, but the tone was that of equal business partners.

Upon hearing this, Bian Du hesitated for a moment before replying, "Alright! I will definitely go!"

The theme of the tasting event turned out to be extraordinary creatures, which were highly sought after in high society, so he certainly wouldn't miss it.

Qian Qingqing presented a beautifully crafted invitation and a unique gift, saying, "Uncle Bian, this is a pin made from materials of a Grade C extraordinary creature."

Bian Du was taken aback and said, "Miss Qingqing, you are too kind."

Grade C creatures were quite powerful, even the Black Armor Army would have to exert some effort to deal with them.

Although the pin was the size of a fingernail, its value was not low. It was definitely a respectable gift.

At this point, Bian Du realized that Qian Qingqing was the host of the tasting event.

Or rather, she was the true leader of this new business venture of the Qian family.

After chatting for a while, the Qian father and daughter bid farewell and left.

Bian Du saw them off at the door, watching the crystal energy car drive away, and couldn't help but sigh, "Only fourteen years old, truly remarkable!"

He returned to the house and saw his eldest son, Bian Dong'an.

The latter picked up the invitation and gestured, eagerly saying, "Dad, can I go to the tasting event..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted.

Bian Du firmly refused, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. It's true that Miss Qingqing is beautiful, but do you think you have the qualifications to have ideas about her?"

He sternly warned, "Miss Qingqing's boyfriend became a soldier in the Black Armor Army before graduating from high school. Don't you dare cause trouble for our family. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite. After all, I have more than one son."

Bian Dong'an was frightened by the phrase "more than one son" and quickly found an excuse to leave.

Bian Du shook his head in disappointment, "Eighteen years old and not even comparable to Miss Qingqing."

He didn't notice that a faint blue light flashed in his son's eyes.

*

At night, Bian Dong'an, filled with frustration, found a Miss Nightingale and generously provided her with some money.

In return, Miss Nightingale gave him a very enthusiastic reception.

How enthusiastic was it?

There was no barrier between them.

After venting his frustration, Bian Dong'an played a small game while complaining about what happened in the afternoon.

The speaker had no intention, but the listener had an interest.

Miss Nightingale firmly remembered the tasting event, especially one key phrase - Grade C creature.

*

Late at night, Miss Nightingale received another generous donation.

This client was a warrior engaged in the profession of demon slaying, so his physical strength was excellent, which greatly satisfied her.

During the donation process, Miss Nightingale decided to make some extra money.

She caressed the man's chest and said coquettishly, "There is some information about Grade C materials. Do you want to know?"

The warrior immediately became interested and said, "Tell me!"

Miss Nightingale recounted the whole story.

The warrior named his price, "Two silver coins."

Miss Nightingale was even more satisfied and treated him even more warmly.

*

On the rooftop, a black cat squatted, listening to the strange sounds below, and flicked its tail.

Aren't you tired?

Aren't you bored?

It stood up, leaped eight meters in one go, jumped onto the neighboring rooftop, and quickly disappeared.

The news had already spread, and the big fish was about to take the bait.

This cat's mission for today was complete.

(End of this chapter)