Gin knew that when cats were happy, they had the Habit of "kneading," but after secretly watching for a while, he felt that what this cat was doing to Vodka was somewhat different.
—It looked more like it was desperately trying to claw something off.
"..." Could Vodka have gotten dust on himself, and the cat was patting it up to catch it? They had stayed on the rooftop for quite some time, and the night wind had been strong. There probably was quite a bit of dust on him.
Gin quickly reached a conclusion.
Even if it was Uzo's cat, it was still only a cat, not a Tiger. There was no way it could kill Vodka right under his nose. Besides, with Vodka playing with the cat, Gin's own clothes would not get scratched up.
So he stopped paying attention to the silent struggle between the man and the cat, handled the more pressing matter first, and called Jiang Xia about Irish.
After finishing the call, Gin hung up and suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to mention the cat.
And Uzo had not asked about it either—he did not know whether Uzo had forgotten or simply assumed the cat was free-range.
"I remember you checked it earlier." Gin lifted the cat off Vodka's head and asked.
Vodka desperately wanted to shout, "This cat is a spy Uzo sent!" Then he could watch Gin beat the cat into a flat cat pancake before finding its owner and having them take it away... Unfortunately, he did not dare lie.
He could only keep a serious expression and answer honestly, "It doesn't have any metal on it, and there's no transmission source."
In other words, the cat really had not been sent by Uzo to track them.
Gin gave