Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

Nan Qiao walked slowly to the cage. She had a vague memory of this place, but it was not clear.

There were five or six cats in the cage, and they were all kittens. The oldest ones were no more than three months old by visual inspection, and none of them were intact.

The hair on their bodies was messy and stained with blood. The area of ​​blood was so large that you couldn't even tell where the wounds were.

The cats were not in very good condition, their eyes were closed, and if their bodies were not still heaving, it would be impossible to tell that they were still alive.

It is estimated that Jiang Yanping was afraid that the cat would make some noise and disturb the neighbors and his evil deeds would be discovered, so he fed them something.

"Host, what are you going to do?" Seeing the pitiful appearance of the cats, 666 couldn't help lowering his voice for fear of disturbing them, even though he knew that those cats couldn't hear him.

"Call the animal rescue center first." Nan Qiao suppressed her inner anger.

"it is good."

The animal rescue center is some distance away.

Nan Qiao fed the kittens an appropriate amount of medicine in case they couldn't hold on.

While waiting, Nan Qiao walked around the room and observed carefully.

The light in the room was tightly blocked by the curtains, making it dark and smelling faintly of blood. At first glance, it looked like a scene from a horror movie.

"Host, on the wall!" 666's slightly frightened voice came.

Nan Qiao followed its words and looked towards the wall, seeing photos all over the wall. Each photo was of a different kitten, but they all had one thing in common, that is, they had fatal injuries on their bodies.

The wall where the photos are posted happens to be the side under the table. These bloody photos are the background wall of this table.

Nan Qiao borrowed the desk and chair, jumped on it, ticked off a photo, and found that there were words written on the back, which were the date and Jiang Yanping's feelings.

"On March 2011, 3, I was rejected by the interviewer. I couldn't bear to accept it, but luckily, I met this little guy and he cured me."

The photo showed a little orange cat, a small one with two broken legs and one ear. But it was still alive, but there was no light in its eyes and its pupils began to dilate.

Nan Qiao ticked down another photo.

"On June 2014, 6, how could there be such stupid students in the class? They have been taught so many times and they still don't understand! The key is not to get angry yet."

The photo showed a civet cat, vomiting blood from its mouth and dying.

"On September 2018, 9, I went on a blind date. It's really ridiculous that an ordinary-looking woman dared to ask for a bride price of 2 yuan. Anyway, I won't be such a fool.

Today’s lucky guest is a cute British Shorthair! "

In the photo, the blue-and-white British shorthair was pierced by an arrow. The tip of the arrow was still dripping with blood. Its claws were stretched forward, as if it wanted to escape, but in the end it failed.

"On May 2019, 5, this cat turned out to be pure white. It must be very beautiful when dyed red.

It was exactly what I expected. "

The photo clearly showed a white kitten whose whole body was dyed red.

"August 2020, 3..."

"August 2017, 6..."

"August 2020, 10..."

……

There are only a few words on each photo, simple words, and there is not even a single curse word in it. It is like a simple diary, but it records the tragic life of these kittens.

Short and painful.

The words are silent, but at this moment they are deafening.

Nan Qiao was silent, flipping through the pages one by one.

Suddenly, her movements paused, and she saw a particularly familiar cat.

"On August 2023, 8, I bought a new kitten. I really don't understand that such a small one is worth 23 yuan."

The cat in the photo is familiar yet unfamiliar, with a black and white color scheme, a round head, short paws, and pink pads. It looks exactly like Nan Qiao now, except for the model.

Nan Qiao took a deep breath and resisted the urge to smash the place directly.

The wishing cat was probably the only one to escape, but unfortunately, she was still a few steps away from escaping.

But it is already a lucky one. Most cats, needless to say, escape and die on the way to being abused.

It can be seen from the photos that Jiang Yanping's desire is constantly expanding, from wild cats on the roadside to later breed cats.

The frequency of his recordings also increased from only three or four times a year to five or six times a month.

Every time something unpleasant happened to him, there was a cat.

But without exception, the cats he chooses are all kittens. They are weak, soft, and have no resistance. They can be caught with one hand.

Unlike an adult cat, which at least has the ability to give a claw to the person who hurt it and leave a few blood marks, the kitten can't do anything but bear it.

The pleasure of torturing cats probably comes from this. The little life that has no resistance is easily controlled by itself. With just a move of the hand, it can close its eyes forever.

It's so ridiculous that he doesn't even dare to catch an adult cat.

But where did Jiang Yanping get the ability to find so many cats?

It's understandable that there are pastoral cats. After all, there are not many stray cats in the city, most of them are not sterilized, and it is normal for there to be many kittens.

But a breed of cat like a commissioned cat is worth over ten thousand yuan. How could he, an ordinary high school teacher who lived in an old community like this, afford to buy many cats a month?

"Host, I checked Jiang Yanping's computer and found a hidden URL in it..."

"...It is a communication website for cat abuse and dog abuse..."

"Jiang Yanping made a lot of money by posting videos..."

"He lives here just because he's afraid of attracting attention..."

666 almost said it through gritted teeth.

"Copy all the videos. The videos that have been posted on the website are programmed so that no one can delete them except you."

“Everything in the room was filmed.”

"Especially the photos."

As for the original photo, Nan Qiao took away half of it.

Nan Qiao had gradually calmed down and gave calm instructions.

666 worked very actively this time. As soon as Nan Qiao made arrangements, he started to take action.

"How long until someone from the animal rescue center arrives?"

"Preliminary estimate is that it will take about 10 minutes."

10 minutes, almost.

Nan Qiao walked out of the small dark room, walked to the kitchen, and turned on the gas.

He randomly manipulated a book to start a fire, and after the book started to be written, he threw it next to the curtain in the living room.

The area around the curtains should be relatively open, so that it will not burn over a large area and attract the attention of people outside the window.

The billowing smoke gradually rose, and it started to become noisy outside.

"That house is on fire!"

"Call the police and call 119!"

"Let's go see if we can put out the fire first!"

"Let's go!"

A group of people rushed towards Jiang Yanping's home.