The special department has a very open atmosphere. This kind of openness comes from the fact that people in the department have seen many ups and downs. After breaking free from the hands of the god of death, they no longer regard gender and age as an obstacle to the road of love.

In the face of life, these are actually just insignificant trivial matters.

They cannot prevent two souls from getting close to each other.

——But this does not mean that they are willing to watch these two people show their love in front of them endlessly. Especially Ruan Xun, can he put down the clothes he has? Don’t smell them again, okay?

We all know that Officer Ying Cunying just took it off, but you took it and put it in front of your nose. Shouldn't you stop it?

Could it be that you really feel that the smell of sweat is fragrant?

If someone really asks, Kou Qiu will definitely shake his tail and answer them without hesitation:

It smells good!

Why is it not fragrant? The smell of catnip is so sweet that it makes the cat feel itchy. I want to lick it back and forth!

The system boy said: [Dad, you stop, I'll hold it in.]

It's becoming more and more perverted.

The perverted cat had to slowly release his claws, use all his self-control, and slowly push the uniform in his hand to the table. He looked at the back of his hand sadly, and after a while, he slowly stretched out his tongue and tasted the little smell left on his head.

Tsk.

A cat that cannot be sucked freely is like a salted fish.

The Special Department found the trace of the black car again in the surveillance video. They quietly walked along the route and speculated where the other party might go. Kou Qiu and Ying Cun also separated. They drove around the predicted location in their cars, searching and visiting without a trace, but found nothing.

When he drove back alone, it was already dark. The heavy clouds gathered above the sky, showing a strange yellowish yellow color, as if a big storm was about to usher in.

Kou Qiu held the steering wheel in one hand and looked at the rear mirror, poured the car into the garage. He parked the car firmly, then got out, thought for a while, turned his head and closed the window tightly.

The wind outside was even louder, and sand and dust on the ground were whirling, and the tiny gravels were also rolled up. He rushed into his home with the wind, and raised his eyes, but suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Kou Qiu put down the key.

He looked around and saw that the furniture at home was placed in the place where he was leaving. Each piece was neatly arranged as usual, as if there was no trace of anyone stepping in. But the charm left behind made people feel that something was wrong, as if it was roughly destroyed by some sharp weapon. Kou Qiu hesitated and walked slowly along the room.

The most uncomfortable thing was his own bedroom. There were furry cat crawlers in the bedroom, with seven or eight cardboard boxes in a row. Kou Qiu was silent for a while, then slowly pulled open the leaves that covered the crawlers and took out a small black thing from it.

It's a hidden camera.

He looked at the camera for a while, threw it decisively into the sealed cardboard box, and turned his head to continue searching.

Ruan Xun graduated after professional training and had an almost keen intuition about this kind of spy. In just a moment, he found a small pile of cameras from the corners of the frame, and there were about 17 or 8 in the corners of the cabinet. They threw them all into the box, and then they felt comfortable and comfortable.

Sure enough, he came to the door.

This is not a strange thing. He holds such an important thing in his hand. It would be surprising if the drug lords who have received the news had no action.

I'm afraid they've looked through the whole house.

Kou Qiu confirmed that there was no camera in the room, so he jumped gently, jumped onto the bed, shook his body again, and turned into a ruffian cat. The ruffian cat jumped over from the paper box in front of the window, one by one, one by one, and then worked hard to drill into the cat litter box placed in the corner to automatically handle it, lifted up its two hind paws, slammed a few times, and slashed it in the piles of cat litter.

After a while, he dug out a rectangular U disk, confirmed it all, and then he took the front paws again and quickly pulled the cat litter back.

He licked a snow-white hairy paw with satisfaction and meowed long.

I am afraid that those who want to drive the U disk will never imagine that the things they have been dreaming of have never been brought by Kou Qiu, but have been staying in the cat litter box and fermenting with some cat excrement that has not yet been treated.

It's so boring!

【...】The system said, [Ba, do you still remember what you just dug out?]

Old Cadre Kou paused and silently put the paws he had just licked back to the ground.

He said: [You saw nothing.]

The system boy ruthlessly exposed him: [Babe, this is an objective reality. Even if I exert my subjective initiative, I cannot change it.]

You can't pretend to be blind, nor can you cover up the fact that you just dug cat litter and licked your claws.

Kou Qiu:【......】

Yes, this guy has already learned to become a master.

"Did, you have a phone message, please deal with it in time!"

Kou Maotuan jumped to the coffee table, hesitated for a while, and carefully pulled the microphone aside with his hair claws, then pressed the answer button with his fingernails.

It put its ears close to the microphone and listened with great difficulty.

The inside was full of the sound of wind outside.

"Huh...sharp...huh!"

In such a turbulent noise, it tried hard to erect its hair's ears, and then it could hear a low sound from it. The sound was very familiar, almost the moment it reached its ears, it made Mao Tuanzi tremble all over.

Its pupils suddenly magnified, and it kept silent and tighter, listening hard.

"Axun——"

The man's voice was intermittent, mixed with violent breathing, "Axun, don't say anything, just listen to me."

"I'm Zhong Liang."

Zhong Liang?!!

Isn't it dead?

Kou Qiu was silent for a while, and arched the microphone with his hairy head. He struggled to hold the microphone tightly with his two fat and short front paws, and listened with his ears.

"I'm not dead," the man on the other end was silent for a while, and smiled briefly, "But, I'm no longer the same me as before."

His voice suddenly became stern.

"Axun, listen to me! I know that thing is in your hands. It is a hot potato, but you must not hand it over - there is an insider in the special department! You, give it to me first, I am dead, and they will never doubt me anymore..."

"See you at the old place at twelve tonight."

He didn't say anything more, and the message ended.

Kou Qiu shook his long and fluffy tail, squatted on the coffee table, and hung his round head for a while. He asked: [Azai, who is the scumbag in this world?]

【...】The system did not answer immediately.

[I understand,] Old Cadre Kou slowly narrowed his eyes, [At this time, he had not had time to officially take the stage.]

His flesh mat was pressed on the replay button with a snap, and he listened again to the message.

A partner who has come back from the dead.

Want that document.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a sugar-coated cannonball thrown by the bourgeoisie, trying to shake the great revolutionary achievements from him.

Kou Qiu soaked the cat's paws in a teacup and soaked them calmly for a while before rubbing against the carpet.

He is a good cat who only loves cleanliness.

There was a sound of parking outside the door, and Kou Qiu immediately rushed up to the windowsill, shook his tail, and glanced at it.

His catnip opened the car door and was walking out of the car. His back was straight and his lips were pursed. His two superior long legs changed from folded to spreading. The visual impact was like a bomb without smoke and dust ignited silently on this land.

Officer Ying threw the car door over, then raised his eyes and looked firmly at his hairy balls on the windowsill without blinking.

Meow.

Kou Qiu subconsciously screamed at him softly, his paws lay on the glass, and he looked at him with his eyes.

Officer Ying curled his lips and opened his arms at him. Kou Maoqiu then bit the handle of the window and pulled the window open, slowly poked his round body out of the window, jumped accurately, and landed onto the tree.

It jumped from the tree twice, stood on tiptoe, and fell into the man's arms like a cannon. The meat cushion softly pressed against the man's face, and his wet mouth came over, kissed Ying Cun's mouth, and took a big mouth with satisfaction.

Officer Ying hugged it in his arms, holding its front paws as if he was teasing a child, pinched the two pink meat cushions on his fingertips, and the pointed little fingernails on his head rushed out, and then asked in a low voice: "Go to me?"

The ragdoll cat in his arms stuck out his tongue and licked his wet little nose, and screamed with a long and long voice.

“Meow~”

OK.

I just couldn't let go of catnip tonight, and my partner said I would see me in the middle of the night.

It's a pity that I don't want to see him at all.

After entering the room, Kou Qiu stretched out his claws and asked him to wash it. The man pinched four hairy claws and slapped the milk-smelling shower gel, and cleaned it up carefully one by one. Kou Qiu originally wanted him to cut his nails to avoid scratching him accidentally, but the police officer kissed his little nails gently and said, "If you cut them, you will feel uncomfortable."

He blew dry his furry paws, making his hair fluffy, and buried his nose in.

"A smell of milk."

This sentence was extremely satisfying. Cadre Kou looked at him and felt that his lover seemed to be transformed into a cat slave.

Although one is addicted to cat sucking and the other is addicted to catnip, the main thing that should be done is still to be done. Ying Cun injected demonic power into a human form again, but he did not bring his clothes and suddenly changed. When the wind blew it all over his body, his first reaction was to shout cold.

Ying Cun hurriedly covered his prepared blanket on him, and saw him sitting up dizzyly holding the blanket, even the corners of his eyes were red, as if he had just sucked himself, but he accidentally sucked too much.

Officer Ying looked at it, and the messy thoughts in his heart began to sprout one after another, like the tips of bamboo shoots popping out after the rain.

Old Cadre Kou tried to tell him about Zhong Liang's message, but before he could spit out the word Liang, Officer Ying had already taken off his coat, unbuttoned his shirt seriously, and also got into the blanket.

Kou Qiu: "...what are you doing?"
To be continued...