Strange Life of a Cat

Chapter 279 - 279 272 Night Raid

?Chapter 279: Chapter 272 Night Raid Chapter 279: Chapter 272 Night Raid Because Zheng Tan had long since blacklisted this guy in his mind, and since he had encountered him, Zheng Tan wasn’t about to let him go so easily, especially not on such a night which was suitable for doling out a beating.

When Zheng Tan approached, the man was making a phone call next to a public telephone booth by the roadside. Unlike when Zheng Tan saw him in Hengwu Square, he now had changed into a different outfit, wearing ordinary jeans, neither non-mainstream nor overly fashionable, and a similarly ordinary hoodie. While on the phone, his voice was subdued, as if he was discussing something shady. He would intermittently scan his surroundings, pausing if someone walked by, and would resume the call only after the passerby had left. Fortunately, at this time there were few people on this path, and the occasional person zooming by on an electric scooter didn’t cause much interruption to his conversation.

Zheng Tan stood atop a nearby wall, where the streetlight couldn’t reach, and due to his fur color, he was hardly noticeable. Besides, at this time, no one would specifically pay attention to something perched on a roadside wall.

After listening carefully for a while, Zheng Tan surmised that the man was probably striking some deal to accomplish a task, but the specifics were unknown. He couldn’t hear the voice on the other end of the phone, and moreover, the man didn’t speak for long before hanging up.

Something was off.

This made Zheng Tan, who had planned on sneaking up and landing a stealthy kick, change his mind. He decided to see exactly what mischief the kid was up to.

After ending the call, the man lingered by the public telephone booth, glanced at his sports watch on his wrist, then headed toward the road junction. His stride carried a hint of irritation and nervousness, as if he was troubled by something.

Zheng Tan followed him along the wall, watching as the man walked out of the junction, purchased two cans of beer from a store that was about to close, and then returned to the roadside to lean against the wall and drink. He stationed himself between two streetlights, his figure somewhat blurred by their overlapping glow.

Drinking could bolster courage; for some, it could even have a calming effect.

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