"Are you a new face? With your hair so white, you can't be an unknown relative..."

"You have worked really hard today. I will make dried fish and millet porridge for you later..."

Happy cat petting, crazy cat petting, selfless cat petting.

"I said, they just..." Conan looked back speechlessly at Haiyuan Ai, who raised me, and found a tabby cat rubbing his shoes. He lowered his head and looked at those big round eyes for a second, then swallowed in compromise.

After complaining, he looked up at the two trembling gangsters, ready to solve the problem of these two people first, and began to bluff, "We have called the police. You two must not say that you are here to visit. No one will wear a hat."

Wearing hoods to visit others? Also, you probably have dangerous items with you, which is also proof that you have evil intentions!"

The gangsters were a middle-aged man and woman, both looking to be in their forties.

The woman had short, curly blonde hair in a fashionable style, but now she was wearing a hood turned cloth strip on her head, which was covered with cat hair, making her look very embarrassed.

The other taller man was not much better. He was dressed in ragged cloth and received a claw on his face. Blood seeped out from the long and slender wound.

Seeing the two people looking at each other in silence, Conan took a step back warily, ready to pop out the football from his belt at any time. He shouted to the two of them seriously, "You can't run away! Should you wait for the police to come and surrender, or...

…”

"Let the little guys help you recall the purpose of coming here?"

Haiyuan Ai said in a cold tone, and stood up with a cat in his arms, a cat behind his back, a cat above his head, and a group of cats around him.
Chapter completed!