Xiaojiu stared straight ahead.
Only when she was back at Yang Qi's side did she meow twice and rub against his leg.
The others who saw this roared with laughter.
...
Wang Mengguo, Xiao Jun, and the others still had a ton of work to do—crime scene investigation, evidence collection, and personnel interrogation—so Yang Qi didn't bother them further and took his leave.
A police officer drove him back to the defunct factory that had served as their assembly point, where he switched back to his own SUV.
The night was deep, and all was silent.
Yang Qi drove his four little heroes, who had performed great deeds, smoothly along the road back to the zoo.
He glanced in the rearview mirror at the back seat. Hu Zi, Leopard, and Bai Wan were still lying there calmly, their gazes occasionally and alertly scanning the world outside the windows.
Xiaojiu, meanwhile, was curled up in the passenger seat, licking her paws and grooming her fur.
"How are you all feeling, comrades?"
