This Cat Has High Standards

At that instant, Cheng Han entered an incredibly strange state.

He experienced an unimaginable series of events.

He felt himself running on all fours along the top of a wall, moving astonishingly fast.

He also felt himself climbing a large tree. A bird fluttered down, and he suddenly leaped up and bit its neck.

He even felt himself lying in wait in the grass. Just as a Cave Rabbit crawled out of its burrow, he decisively sprang forward and pounced on it with perfect accuracy.

The sensation was so real that it was as if he had become a cat.

A realization arose in Cheng Han's heart. These were actually Sheriff's experiences; during the Eye of Omniscience's Deduction, he had obtained its memories.

A moment later.

The strange sensation ebbed away like a receding tide.

Cheng Han felt himself turn back into a human.

A notification appeared at just the right moment:

Analysis successful! Proficiency +9. Current Proficiency: 102/1000. Spirit Value: 2.2/14.6.

Cheng Han grinned excitedly.

The upper limit of his Spirit Value had increased by another 0.1! Cheng Han confidently observed the Fragmented Imprint of Spirit Control and saw that the blue ball of light had grown a little larger, while the Light Threads structure at its core had become more complete.

When he touched the imprint with his mind again, he immediately received feedback:

Fragmented Imprint of Spirit Control. Completeness: 23.28%.

Compared to before, it had nearly doubled.

"Meow~"

The Black Cat let out a cry.

A trace of confusion showed in its eyes, as if it could not quite figure out what had happened.

Cheng Han stroked its head and asked with a smile, "Sheriff, did you also go through a special journey?"

The Black Cat flicked its tail.

That meant yes.

Cheng Han's earlier "transformation into a cat" was precisely a new ability of the Fragmented Imprint of Spirit Control.

He had experienced what it felt like to "become a cat," while the Black Cat had naturally experienced what it felt like to "become human." It was as though they had exchanged identities.

And after this incident, an unusual connection seemed to have formed between them.

Before this, although Sheriff had been affected by extraordinary power and obeyed every command Cheng Han gave, they had not been especially close emotionally.

Now, Cheng Han could clearly feel that the Black Cat had grown a little more attached to him.

That was undoubtedly a wonderful thing.

Cheng Han returned to the matter at hand. "Let me tell you Qin Zi Cheng's home address."

Recalling the relevant information, he activated the Fragmented Imprint of Spirit Control, then extended a finger and gently tapped the Black Cat's forehead.

Within the Sea of Spirit, the blue ball of light instantly absorbed the stream of information, transformed it in an extraordinarily mysterious manner, and finally projected it to Sheriff.

In an instant, a series of images flashed through the Black Cat's mind, showing a house, its surroundings, and how to get there.

Its large cat eyes immediately widened into perfect circles, looking exactly like a stunned human. Everything had completely overturned its understanding of cat life.

Cheng Han could not help laughing. "Amazing, isn't it?"

Describing the many details with words would have taken a long time, and they would have been difficult to explain clearly. Yet transmitting information through the imprint accomplished everything in an instant.

Extraordinary power really was far too convenient.

"Meow~"

The Black Cat's voice was slightly distorted from sheer shock.

Cheng Han suggested, "You spent the whole day working hard to catch that rabbit. Why not rest at home for a while before heading over there?"

Rabbits rarely appeared near Shanyi Neighborhood. Sheriff had most likely run a long way, caught a Cave Rabbit in the outskirts, and then painstakingly carried it back.

The Black Cat was an action-oriented cat who acted swiftly and decisively. It immediately stood up and cried, "Meow~"

It meant: No need to rest. Let's go now.

Cheng Han did not force it. "All right."

The Black Cat lightly jumped off the sofa, quickly walked to the door, and touched it with a front paw.

Cheng Han opened the door and reminded it, "Be careful. Don't take any risks, understand?"

The Black Cat rubbed against his pant leg, then darted outside and quickly vanished into the darkness.

Cheng Han closed the door and headed straight into the bedroom.

Deduction had consumed too much Spirit Value. He planned to sleep first and replenish it.

... The night was as black as ink.

Shanyi Neighborhood was a welfare housing complex. Its public facilities were rather old, and there were not many streetlights.

Under the cover of night, the Black Cat seemed to transform into a ghost of the darkness.

It trotted to the wall, skillfully found a small hole, slipped outside, then traveled several dozen meters along the base of the wall and entered a patch of woods.

Beyond the woods lay another residential area.

The Black Cat swiftly climbed the wall and nimbly darted along its top.

Its paws had soft pads. Every time its claws touched down, they made no sound at all, so it did not have to worry about alarming anyone.

Only the Spirit Mastiffs guarding the neighborhood caught a faintly unusual scent.

Since stray cats often appeared nearby, the Spirit Mastiffs would only chase them away upon seeing them. They would not track them down merely by catching their scent.

Before long, the Black Cat passed another residential area and heard some movement.

"Splash~"

What sounded like someone watering something came from a dark corner.

The Black Cat approached along the wall and glanced down, discovering a middle-aged man relieving himself with great satisfaction.

The man frowned slightly and muttered, "Sigh, I haven't been able to finish peeing lately. Looks like I need to buy some medicine."

The Black Cat caught the strange smell spreading on the wind and disdainfully twitched its nose.

It tilted its head and thought for a moment before suddenly opening its mouth and letting out a loud cry.

"Meowww!"

The sound was exceptionally shrill.

Abruptly ringing out in the silence, it was rather terrifying.

The middle-aged man shuddered from fright and instinctively turned to run. Remembering all kinds of frightening rumors, his legs moved even faster.

However, the man had forgotten that he was still watering.

Naturally.

The yellowish liquid sprayed everywhere, splashing plenty onto his legs as well.

After running a short distance, the middle-aged man looked down at his heavily soaked pant legs and could not help cursing, "Damn it!"

Elsewhere.

Having successfully pulled off a prank, the Black Cat watched the man's retreating figure grow farther away and smugly swished its tail a few times.

Its owner had said that one had to maintain hygiene and not relieve oneself wherever one pleased.

That man's manners were truly terrible. He was not even as good as This Cat.

... More than half an hour passed.

The Black Cat finally stopped.

It quietly hid in a patch of bushes, gazing at a two-story building in the distance.

That was Qin Zi Cheng's home.

The Black Cat recalled its owner's teachings: "A qualified detective does not rush into action. First, they familiarize themselves with the surroundings, and only after ensuring their own safety do they begin observing cautiously."

It felt that these words made a great deal of sense.

The Black Cat did not rashly approach. It first circled the house several times, becoming familiar with every blade of grass and tree nearby.

It selected several observation points, quietly crouched at one near a window, and stared at the house without blinking.

It waited for five hours.

During that time.

The candlelight inside the window dimmed, then brightened again, as though another candle had been lit.

Only when the light dimmed once more and the window finally fell into darkness did it seem that the other party had gone to bed.

The Black Cat kept waiting, displaying extraordinary patience.

Its owner had said that once the target fell asleep, it could return.

But it felt that many cats liked causing trouble in secret. Humans were probably the same. Once the night grew deep and quiet, there might be unexpected discoveries.

Although its owner was right, This Cat had its own way of doing things.

... Two hours quickly passed.

The surroundings were silent to the extreme.

The Black Cat's half-closed eyes suddenly opened.

A faint glimmer of light flashed within a distant window.