Reborn Cat Sheriff

Chapter 123 Destiny
Is this old man truly capable, or is he suffering from dementia and has some kind of mental problem?
Through the gaps in the grass, Lin Ge watched as the old man stubbornly squatted at the doorway, calling out softly, for over two minutes.

He is truly very patient!

Lin Ge mentally complained.

It didn't know what was going on with the old man, whether he had noticed it, or why it was making "meow meow" while taking out a glass of milk.
Doesn't he know that cats can't drink milk?

Didn't you know that Lin Ge never eats food that other people have eaten?

Whether it's the Zhanghe Police Station or the newly developed Baimiao Police Station, all the police officers who know Lin Ge know that he never eats leftovers. And generally, he won't eat cat food if fresh cooked food is available.

From a cat's perspective, this is definitely unhealthy, but Ringo doesn't care.

Getting back to the point, from this perspective, the old man should just be an old guy with some skills and special abilities, a bit of a nutcase, but whose living environment doesn't intersect with Lin Ge's.

As for whether he is a good person or a bad person?

do not know.

All Lin Ge knew was that, based on what he had observed so far, the old man didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards him.

That's enough.

Lin Ge finally couldn't resist his curiosity and came out from behind the evergreen tree.

Upon seeing it, the old man frowned and gasped in disgust: "Ugh...why is it a flat face? And its mouth is swollen? Why isn't it black? Ugh! It's so ugly! A cat's mouth isn't pretty unless it's pointed, and your cat is really not good-looking!"

"I'm so ugly...%*￥#..."

Lin Ge launched into a tirade of curses!

Damn, this is the first time in all this time since my rebirth that someone has called me ugly! So what if my face isn't pointed? So what if I have cheeks? So what if I'm not black? That's what silver shaded hair looks like! People have always called me cute, when have I ever been disliked or called ugly?

"Ow..."

Ringo ended his rage with a piercing roar.

The strange cry unexpectedly calmed the old man opposite him. He frowned, ignoring Lin Ge's roar, and simply looked Lin Ge up and down with his gray eyes.

Finally, he shook his head regretfully: "Sigh! The skeleton is alright, and the aura is somewhat similar, it's just that I discovered it too late. If it were a kitten, I would have taken it no matter what... I never thought that after decades, I would see such a spirited one again."

"Again?"

Lin Ge was stunned for a moment.

He could understand the words the old man said, but put together, it meant that the old man had also seen a special cat before? A black one?

"come in!"

The old man opened the courtyard gate, poured out the paper cup containing milk, and went into the room by himself.

Lin Ge looked around and saw no danger. Plus, he still had the collar around his neck, which allowed him to easily trigger an alarm, so he walked into the yard without much fear.

Two hours ago he was complaining and grumbling, but now he feels it's great to have something to protect him.

Looking around the yard and finding nothing unusual, Lin Ge slipped to the doorway to peek inside. The room was cluttered with all sorts of odds and ends, making the not-so-small living room feel cramped and crowded, with only the area near the Buddhist shrine in the corner having any space.

Furthermore, while other people's Buddhist shrines are decorated with Buddha statues, Bodhisattvas, eternal lamps, incense burners, and the like, this one has a portrait of a deceased person behind the Bodhisattva, and the incense burner in front has been replaced with two Go game containers.

Yes, the character 'chess' on the jar is particularly eye-catching.

Lin Ge judged that this was an old man who was very unrefined, or rather, whose refined tastes were different from others.

"Sit anywhere, just don't touch my things that are easy to break."

The old man was busy in the kitchen, speaking without turning his head.

Lin Ge didn't know how the old man knew he had come in, since he hadn't made a sound from beginning to end, and the old man hadn't turned around at all.

"Idiot! Glass reflects light, so even if my back is to you, I can see everything clearly."

The old man raised his head briefly, then continued washing the dishes.

"..."

Lin Ge didn't know what to say. Who could use a transparent glass window in their kitchen as a mirror during the day? Did this old man really have a skill, or was he just playing a trick on him?

There were too many unknowns, which made him somewhat reserved.

But then I thought, what does a cat have to be afraid of?

Even if it does something wrong, it's because the cat doesn't understand human rules, right? It can be forgiven!
Not to mention, as a police cat, the head of the Zhanghe Police Station, and with the Baimiao Police Station also owing him a "cat favor," Lin Ge didn't think anyone could bully him. The thought of having someone backing him up made Lin Ge fearless!

So what if someone is an extraordinary person? They still have to abide by the law.

He looked around and jumped onto the soft sofa on the left. He didn't know what it was made of; it looked like fabric, and it didn't feel like a springy mattress under his feet.

"This is a Western product from the Qing Dynasty, don't scratch it."

The old man didn't even turn his head before giving another word of advice.

"Protruding!"

Lin Ge stood frozen in place, too afraid to move.

I stared blankly as the old man washed the dishes and pots, then took a tattered rag to wipe the table where the two swindlers had eaten, and then, shaking the water off his hands, squatted down in front of me.

The old man looked at Lin Ge with his cloudy eyes, then suddenly put his hand on Lin Ge's head: "You're a smart cat! Mimi, do you want to live with me? Although I'm old and don't have the same abilities as before, I can still teach you some skills."

"Thanks, but I'm not interested!"

Lin Ge ducked to avoid it.

The old man wasn't angry. He sat down next to Lin Ge and brushed the cat hair that had fallen onto the sofa. "Oh! Fine, you don't like this old man, huh? It's okay, it's not the first time. Just come visit whenever you have time, it'll keep this lonely old man company. And also, as a cat..."

Lin Ge ignored his rambling and continued to look around the messy room.

Despite its seemingly chaotic appearance, the room was strangely organized. Shelves lined all four walls, displaying various ornaments that might actually be genuine antiques. Behind one shelf, however, hung an eight-antenna router. Hidden in a corner was what appeared to be a Switch box, and under the coffee table in front of the sofa were two game controllers. Next to them was a bright green snuff bottle with a string of tiny stone beads hanging from its spout.

Combining Chinese and Western styles, and blending the ancient and the modern, this old man's style was even more flamboyant than Lin Ge had anticipated.

Lin Ge jumped off the sofa and wandered around, while the old man leaned back on the sofa humming a musical and ignored him. The guy was tapping his hands on his legs and shaking his head, and only then did a flush of alcohol appear on his face.

"What a weirdo!"

Lin Ge turned around and glanced at him.

The doors leading from the living room to the three bedrooms were all closed. One of the bedrooms had a strong old man smell, so it must have been his bedroom.

The other two rooms had strange smells; one had a strong sandalwood scent, while the other had no smell at all. Lin Ge suppressed the urge to open the door, his curiosity about the old man's background growing stronger.

"Would you like to go in and take a look?"

The old man suddenly opened his eyes and extended an invitation, pointing to the door that emitted no smell, saying, "That's my most precious thing. Compared to it, nothing else matters."

Lin Ge pretended not to hear.

Staying here would only bring more shocks and temptations. After thinking it over, Lin Ge decided to go home and then have Nie Guoqiang investigate the old man thoroughly.

He turned and walked straight toward the gate leading to the courtyard, and the old man just watched quietly without stopping him.

But as Lin Ge walked out the door, the old man suddenly said, "Don't forget what you left across the street before you go. Don't waste your fine clothes. Cat, be careful when you wander around. Come visit this old man when you have time."

Lingo's body stiffened again.

He ran out of the old man's house with his head down, then jumped up to the third floor across the street. He immediately saw the little vest still lying on the ground, untouched, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

As he was about to leave, he habitually glanced back at the window on the third floor.

Upon seeing this, Lin Ge was stunned.

I hadn't noticed it before, but on the third floor, amidst the old-fashioned decor, there was a rather large oil painting hanging on the wall behind the sofa.

The portrait depicts a middle-aged man gazing ahead with a melancholy expression. The man bears at least a three-tenths resemblance to the eccentric old man on the first floor across the street, only the marks of time have erased much of the dashing air he once possessed in the portrait.

The reason why Lingo noticed the painting immediately was not because of the man's appearance, but because of the sofa the man was sitting on.

Just now, Lin Ge himself lay down on that sofa!

Below the portrait, there is a line of English text that reads: 'ashes to ashes, and dust to dust; in the sure and certain hope of the resurrection unto eternal life…'

The name signed at the end of the portrait is... Chen Zhe.

Chen Zhe?

Is this the old man's name?

This chapter is the real Easter egg.

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