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In the end, Fyodor did not start to investigate Katyusha's past. Some kind of intuition told him that the day he figured out where Katyusha came from might be the day when he lost Katyusha.

——Of course, the most important reason is that he is still forced to disconnect from the Internet and cannot investigate online...

Turning the pages day by day, the network that has been disconnected for more than a week has finally been repaired recently, and the big "Unable to connect to the Internet" prompt will no longer pop up when logging in to the website. Logically speaking, Fyodor, who has other entertainment channels, should let go It's too much to torture the cat, but he doesn't.

Every afternoon, the programming class starts on time. You are not allowed to be late or leave early, and you are not allowed to be distracted during the class. If you are caught, you are ready to be pressured to finish a whole set of programming work. Fyodor is very happy to give kittens practical lessons, such as letting She was watching how she built the viral implant that had already drawn the logo but only half of the structure.

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She didn't believe that Fei Canon had prepared a spare, spare, spare, spare spare for the keyboard!

Fortunately, Gogol came before the little eight cats finished Fyodor's pile of keyboards and spare keyboards and spare spares (infinite matryoshka).

The day he came was kind of spooky.

The thing is like this, when Gogol came over in the afternoon, Fyodor was moving a laptop to check the surveillance during the past few days at the afternoon tea table by the window—he was very suspicious, and fell asleep by himself every night Didn't Katyusha just start wandering around the house after he woke up in the morning before going back to sleep on the pillow or on the rug...

After watching the surveillance video of the night, he found that the shadow beside the pillow hadn’t moved. Fyodor remembered that he got up that morning and stepped on the tail of Katyusha who was sleeping on the carpet...

So when did she roll off the bed and onto the rug?

After rewinding and watching the surveillance video frame by frame on multiple screens synchronously throughout the night, Fyodor found that he still could not answer the question of the soul, and by the way, a new question arose: who gave him the courage to Looking for a black cat?

...unable to answer.

Time to replace all internal surveillance in safe houses with infrared cameras.

And at this moment, the little black cat was watching the dog blood series to appreciate the beauty of the hero and heroine, when the little black cat was lying on the pillow with a concentrated expression, waiting to see the heroine change into a bright dress for the photographer to show off in 360 degrees When there was no dead angle and beauty, a hand appeared in the air in front of the TV series.

Little Eight Cats: ...! ! ! !

On that day, the Russian residents within a radius of ten miles heard a shrill ghost screaming like a ghost chasing after hell...

Fyodor, who was checking the monitor, hadn't realized what happened before he felt something fluffy rush into his arms, shivering.

It took him a second to realize that the black lightning-like residue that flashed across his retina just now was the movement track left by Katyusha jumping directly into his arms from the sofa...

This was the first time that Katyusha took the initiative to get into his arms—in the past, he either forced her to hug her or lured her with food or other means. Katyusha took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, never once.

Kind of flattered.

Then he heard the sound of Gogol in pain.

Fyodor: "..."

I always feel like I know what happened...

He put the book in his hand aside, hugged Katyusha who was trembling and desperately crawling into his arms and tried to hide behind him, and comforted her first: "It's okay, Katyusha, it's not a ghost. "

"Meow!!!" Scarier than a ghost! !Amputation! ! !

"It's not a broken limb, it's a clown's trick, look." He found the cat's head from the hairball in his arms that made it difficult to distinguish the head from the tail-thanks to the afternoon sun in Russia-pressed the cat's head to let her Look at the silver-haired clown holding his hands together with a very contrived expression of pain.

——Before Xiaobamao jumped up to hide, he did not forget to attack the broken hand first, and then hid in Fei Jia's arms: If it is really the development direction of the ghost TV series, then this attack can at least slow down the opponent's pursuit The speed of coming up, if it is normal to the TV, she can scratch the severed hand away.

First, he sent his hand over to play a trick, but the clown who almost put himself in it couldn't help laughing on his face: "... When did you raise a cat, A Tuo, with sharp claws. "He looked at the neat cuts on his sleeves and felt that his time was not good.

Didn't he just come over to deliver something to A Tuo? If it wasn't for his quick response, it wouldn't be his sleeve that was caught in a cloth strip, but the back of his hand.

Then Gogol came to his senses: "Ah, the cat food, canned cat food and raw meat you asked me to bring are all for it?"

"It's her." Fyodor checked what Gogol brought over to see if there was anything missing, and corrected his words, "Katyusha is a girl."

Gogol stared at the black cat in Dostoyevsky's arms who couldn't tell the head from the tail, but could only see two big blinking eyes—different colors, too—on a pitch black , fell into doubt: When did A Tuo start raising cats?

"Not long ago." Fyodor, who saw through Gogol's thoughts, said, and continued to coax the little black cat in his arms softly, "It's all right, Katyusha."

"But don't you dislike small animals? You think they can't understand human language, they will bite off your wires and network cables, and you have to clean them..." Gogol wanted to raise a pigeon before pointing his fingers When playing magic, Dostoevsky gave three consecutive rejections.

"But Katyusha can understand me and won't bite off my wires and network cables," said the Russian boy whose full name is Fyodor Dostoevsky. "The hair on his body is also very clean."

——Katyusha threatened to break his computer cable, but the question is, hasn't Katyusha started scratching yet?If she doesn't scratch, it doesn't qualify as "will bite off my computer cable". Since she didn't scratch, then there is no reason for him not to raise Katyusha, right?

If I scratch it one day... wait until she scratches it.

Gogol focuses all his attention on the first sentence: "Can she understand you?"

"The meowing of cats only appears when we get along with humans." Fyodor hugged the little black cat that finally calmed down, and directly avoided Gogol's hand that was reaching out to touch the cat, "Katyusha I don’t know you well, so don’t provoke her.” What should I do if I get stressed?

The silver-haired clown withdrew his hand.

He felt rejected.

Xiaobamao, who had finally recovered from the shocking "broken limb incident", grabbed Fyodor's arm, and carefully poked out the cat's head: "Meow..."

Seeing the visual effect, Gogol fell into silence as if two big eyes suddenly appeared on a ball of black hair.

Adota... can he find this cat at night?

"How's the situation outside?" Fyodor asked, sitting down on the sofa.

He was disconnected from the Internet by "Haiyan" during this period, and he had no access to any information from the outside world. Let Gogol come over this time, on the one hand, to send some things he needs, and on the other hand, to make up for those things that he is difficult to access online. Information obtained on the road.

He just sat down on the sofa, and the little black cat, who was soothed, jumped out of his arms immediately after he sat down, and got into the gap between the pillow and the sofa a few times, and the tail was also put in together. Peeking here from under the pillow.

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If it weren't for those big eyes, Gogol found it difficult to distinguish the cat's head from its tail.

The little black cat hiding under the pillow suddenly exploded, and the pillow was thrown into the air at once. The little black cat turned over in mid-air and flashed its claws without hesitation. There was a sound of cloth being cut, and the black cat's claws remained A small piece of cloth was dropped.

The difference from last time was that this time, there was a little red mark on the white cloth strip.

"I told you not to touch her." Fyodor said calmly, "Now Katyusha must really hate you."

Gogol held his bloody hand and remained silent.

——Just now, he teleported his hand under the pillow, wanting to touch the black cat. However, the black cat's perception is unbelievably sensitive. He hasn't touched the thick and soft fur, The black cat lifted the pillow and turned around to give him a paw.

Russia's department against people with special abilities has never hurt him!

As a result, the boat capsized in the gutter today and was injured in the hands of a black cat... If other people know about it, it will be regarded as a clown's new show!

Gogol immediately decided to stay, in order to create more clown programs!

"A Tuo! Can I live here?" He turned his head and asked.

Fyodor, who almost fell into the same gutter but managed to stabilize himself in the end, did not answer, but first looked at the little black cat staring at Gogol with a wary face: "Katyusha, you want him to stay ?"

The little black cat yelled: "Meow meow!!!" I don't like this clown who pounces on me!

"Well, I know you don't like him, but he wants to live here. Would you like to let him live in this house?"

"Meow meow meow!" Don't let him come near me!I'll scratch him when I'm angry!The super hard one!

"If you don't like him approaching you, it doesn't matter if you have bright paws. It's really unacceptable to live in the same room with him..." Fyodor thought for a while and said, "Gogol, if Katyusha really If you can't accept you and attack you more than twice, you should leave."

"That's no problem, but what I want to know is..." The clown showed a very indescribable expression, "A Tuo, how did you decipher this meaning from the string of meows just now?"

It has long been heard that the network in the area where this safe house belongs was cut off by "Haiyan" with a snowstorm, and the network was directly disconnected for more than a week. Could it be that...

Fyodor Dostoyevsky's glance over made Gogol snap off any thoughts that hadn't come to mind, and he laughed brightly as a clown: "I'll have a good time with Katyusha." Get along!"

"Meow meow!" I don't want to get along with this clown!

"It's good that Katyusha is happy, but it's time for class."

"Meow meow meow..." I don't want to go to class...

"It's useless to act like a baby, come here, Katyusha."

Watching Fyodor Dostoyevsky give a cat a programming class all afternoon, Gogol: "..."

So, A Tuo is really crazy, right?