Reborn Cat Sheriff

Chapter 1 Reborn as a Cat

There's an ironic saying that goes, "A human is worse off than an animal."

Lin Ge had always looked down on him.

No matter how much people are called "corporate slaves," are they really worse than animals?

then……

Just as he was accepting a dinner invitation from his subordinates to congratulate him on his upcoming promotion to a mid-level manager in the company, and was quite drunk, an unexpected incident suddenly occurred.

After sobering up, he turned into a cat.

A homeless stray cat.

Is this a dream?
Or is it some kind of divine joke?
Lin Ge didn't know.

He considered himself a decent person, having never done anything truly wrong in his life. He generally disdained conflict, and the worst thing he'd ever done was cracking a classmate's skull open in college after being slandered. To put it simply, there were plenty of scoundrels in the world far worse than him, so why was he the one who ended up like this? Why?
I cannot understand it, nor can I accept it.

But so what?
The unmistakable facts told Lingo that reality was indeed absurd and unreasonable.

He tried to resist, but didn't dare to commit suicide to start over, so he could only helplessly accept reality.

In the end, it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death.

Lin Ge comforted himself in this way.

……

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and Lingo gradually adapted to life as a cat.

Looking up, the lowered field of vision he had gained as a cat, and the silver-gray face reflected in the shop window—a face with a scar on its forehead, as if it had rolled in a coal pile—reminded Lingo of his changed identity and the fact that he had become a British Shorthair Silver Shaded.

It only took Lin Ge a little over ten days to transform from a filthy, smelly, and head-injured stray cat into a lazy cat that had adapted to reality.

It must be said that his mindset and ability to adapt to the environment are excellent.

Just as he used to look down on those self-proclaimed unambitious corporate slaves, he can still live a carefree life even if he becomes a cat.

And then... enjoy life as a cat.

The comfortable temperature of 32 degrees Celsius under the sun, the cool shade of the sycamore trees, and the beautiful rustling of the leaves in the breeze—everything felt like heavenly music.

He fiddled with his ears a couple of times, shifted to a more comfortable position, and then squinted through the gaps in the branches at the hurried commuters below, letting out a contented groan.

When you get tired of lying down, stand up and stretch, straining from your neck to your tail, and you'll feel your bones become brittle.

So comfortable!

Lin Ge yawned lazily.

After becoming a cat, life wasn't actually that bad.

Even after looking in the mirror for a while, you realize that his current fuzzy gray face and dark circles under his eyes, which look like he's been up all night, are actually quite pleasing to the eye.

So now, whether all of this is an illusion or a joke of God, Lingo no longer intends to think about it anymore.

After all, sometimes, taking things as they come and going with the flow can be a good mindset.

It helped Lingo quickly adapt to the feeling of walking on all fours, to the hardship of sleeping outdoors, and to taking it for granted that he would be fed by kind people.

Of course, in most cases, Lingo needs to actively forage for food.

In an era of abundant resources and wasted resources, filling a cat's stomach is a simple matter. Whether it's a night market stall, a food street, or the kitchen of a grand hotel, Lingo always knows how to sneak in, find its target, and then swagger away.

Yes! Even though he's become a cat, Lingo still prefers cooked food. He's happy to share the cat food that kind people give him with other cats.

As for where he is lying now, it is the courtyard of a riverside police station in Zhangzhou City.

Lin Ge knew very well that a world dominated by humans was still quite dangerous for a cat, and not everyone would treat a stray cat with kindness. Therefore, if he were looking for a place where he could feel safe and whose moral standards were reliable, government agencies would undoubtedly be the first choice.

Staying here means you don't have to worry about being teased or harmed by bored people, nor will you be inexplicably driven away or even killed while you're lying down.

Because the police often work around the clock, the canteen here is open day and night. Lin Ge can always find clean food in the canteen, and enjoy watching the unfortunate police officers being dragged away by a phone call before they can even eat a bite.

"Hello?" "Has someone called the police again?"

"Holy crap, let me have a couple of bites first! I just got back and haven't even had a two-minute break!"

"Here I come! Don't rush me!"

The canteen was always bustling with activity. The young policeman kept complaining on the phone, but he didn't dare to stop walking for a moment.

When he turned around and saw a cat jumping onto the dining table, lazily and arrogantly enjoying the food he hadn't touched, he couldn't help but show a conflicted expression, as if he had eaten shit.

But what could he say besides cursing in his heart that humans are inferior to cats?

That's what makes the work of a police officer so full of surprises.

The unlucky young policeman ran out cursing, while Lingo leisurely squatted in his original spot, slowly selecting lightly salted food from his plate.

The chubby chef behind the shop window not far away glanced at Lin Ge but did not chase him away.

These days, he's seen this fearless, audacious cat almost every day. Considering it doesn't cause trouble and only eats leftover food, he's turned a blind eye to it getting on the table. Besides, this cat is quite famous in the neighborhood; it's said that the stern deputy director once patted him on the head and called it a 'good cat,' so the cook wasn't planning on giving himself any trouble.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

The restaurant's curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged policeman with a somewhat expressionless face walked in.

His name is Nie Guoqiang, deputy director of Zhanghe Police Station in Zhangzhou City. He was once awarded the First-Class Merit Citation by the National Police. Later, due to an injury, he did not choose to be promoted but stayed at the small police station in his hometown. Even now, even in the canteen, his back remains straight, and his steps are steady and even. It is precisely because of his presence that the security situation in his jurisdiction has consistently ranked first in the city.

It was clear that he was a very serious and self-disciplined person; after he came in, the voices of the other people in the restaurant became a little quieter.

Except for Ringo.

Lin Ge glanced at the man out of the corner of his eye, then turned back to enjoy his meal. The tender chicken the chef had made today was quite delicious; he was eating it with his tail twitching.

With a serious expression, Nie Guoqiang surveyed the restaurant, and only nodded when he saw that no one was slacking off.

Seeing Lin Ge tearing at the chicken leg with his claws, he smirked and walked over steadily.

"You're wasting food again!"

Nie Guoqiang slapped Lin Ge on the head, making his big cat face have a close encounter with the plate.

"!"

Enraged, Lin Ge dodged Nie Guoqiang's second act of mischief with a backflip and swung his claws at him without saying a word.

"Tsk! Quite a temper for a little one."

Nie Guoqiang smiled slightly and used his arm to block Lin Ge.

Ignoring the loose thread on his sleeve, he waved his hand and changed the subject, saying, "Alright, I'm not kidding anymore. Mimi, the parents of the child you helped find last time came to the station to present a banner. They're going to take a photo with you later."

"Mimi? Your whole family are Mimi!"

Lin Ge muttered to himself, not really paying attention to what Nie Guoqiang said.

If he were still human, he certainly wouldn't mind receiving some recognition. But now he's a cat, what does he need such exposure and fame for?
These days, even the smallest things get filmed and posted online for people to comment on, and he doesn't want to become someone else's target for hype.

Also, are all the people in this station idiots? Who would name their cat Mimi?
Thanks to his facial paralysis, all the bastards in the office now call him "Mimi"!

Mimi ge dan na mi!
bother!
Ignoring Nie Guoqiang's words, Lin Ge picked up the half-eaten chicken leg, jumped off the table, and walked out of the restaurant without looking back.

"This guy has a pretty stubborn temper."

Nie Guoqiang smiled and didn't seem to care.

After all, he was just doing it as a formality and didn't actually intend to have the cat on camera.

It's good that the cat helped the station a lot, but spreading the news indiscriminately and interpreting it haphazardly is bad for everyone. Cats don't need human praise or commentary, and the police station doesn't need to become a celebrity news story because of a cat. Everyone has their own life and work, and doesn't need to be told what to do.

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