Zhou's Dad sat down with Fang Ping at the breakfast shop, and the other customers weren't surprised!
At the next table, an old man had brought along a birdcage—he had a Pet too, though his was a talking starling.
He glanced over cautiously, then moved his birdcage a bit farther away.
In the Live Streaming Room, the viewers were curious.
...
"I remember cats love to catch birds. Did Lord not see it?"
"Place your bets! Will Lord be interested in the birdcage?"
"I bet he won't. He saw it when he came in and didn't even glance at it."
"No way. A cat's interest in birds is beyond mortal comprehension."
"Lord's definitely going to go for the bird. If not, I'll do a handstand and clean poop myself!"
"There he goes again. Did you even finish cleaning last time?"
...
At that moment, the female host and guests were also in Fang Ping's Live Streaming Room.
"Everyone, I have a question too—why are cats so interested in birds?"
The female host brought up a discussion topic.
Song Chenggang was the first to respond.
"Cats are felines, like tigers."
"Hunting is instinctual for felines. Even though house cats no longer lack food, it's a trait passed down from their ancestors. They're naturally drawn to weaker creatures."
"It's just in their nature."
He explained.
"The reason cats love to catch birds or flying insects is indeed instinct."
"Their habits, body structure, and natural curiosity toward these creatures give them the ability—and the desire—to catch them."
"That's the foundational reason. Their physical advantages support successful hunting. Without those, all the curiosity in the world would be useless."
"Take dogs for example—they sometimes show interest in birds too, but catching one is a whole different story."
Li Shiwen added.
While the female host and guests were discussing, Fang Ping remained completely unmoved.
Of course he had seen the old man's birdcage—and the old man's wary look.
But he didn't care. He had zero interest.
After all, Fang Ping wasn't really a cat in the traditional sense.
Deep down, he didn't possess feline instincts.
Seeing a bird was just that—seeing.
Still, the old man remained uneasy.
"Keep a close eye on your cat."
"Don't let him get at my bird."
"Otherwise, you won't be able to pay for it."
He said to Zhou's Dad.
Zhou's Dad looked at Fang Ping.
He wasn't sure what Fang Ping was thinking, or if the birdcage had caught his interest.
But he had a gut feeling—it hadn't.
Fang Ping was different from other cats. That much he could tell.
Whose cat knew how to open doors?
Fang Ping did!
Whose cat could use an elevator?
Fang Ping could!
In some ways, this cat was extremely intelligent.
He didn't know exactly how smart Fang Ping was, but clearly, he wasn't on the same level as ordinary cats.
"Sir, we'll be leaving after breakfast. My cat is very well-behaved."
Still, Zhou's Dad reassured the old man.
The old man didn't look convinced. But if he could bring a birdcage to breakfast, others could bring a cat.
Of course!
Bringing cats out like this was rare.
Dogs were more common.
Dogs followed orders easily, while cats were independent—and hard to control.
As Zhou's Dad and the old man were talking—
"Huh!"
"Kitty, what a coincidence! We meet again!"
A girl walked in and suddenly spotted Fang Ping.
Fang Ping glanced at her—it was the same Police Detective from last night. She was still with the Male Detective. They were clearly partners.
This area wasn't far from Fang Ping's Residential Complex, so she was likely on duty nearby.
Fang Ping hadn't expected the Police Detective to recognize him.
But she had—thanks to the tag on his collar.
Last night's cat had the same tag. Clearly, it was the same cat.
Zhou's Dad looked at the girl. He didn't know she was a Police Detective.
But she was pretty.
He glanced at Fang Ping, his eyes narrowing. He just knew this little brat attracted pretty girls.
Fang Ping looked innocent—this really wasn't his doing.
And besides, he'd helped her last night, though she didn't know that.
The Police Detective and Male Detective walked over.
"Hi, is this your cat?"
She smiled at Zhou's Dad.
"Yes! This is my cat. You know him?"
Zhou's Dad nodded.
"I saw him while eating barbecue last night. I offered him grilled fish, but he wouldn't eat it."
The Police Detective had no idea Zhou's Dad was fishing for information.
This little brat?
He snuck out last night?
Zhou's Dad didn't even need to think—he must have left, and the cat hadn't stayed home.
"He usually doesn't eat food from strangers."
Zhou's Dad replied casually.
He knew Fang Ping was picky—even when Zhou's Dad offered him food, he'd turn his nose up. So eating from strangers? Unlikely.
That was a good thing too. If Fang Ping wandered around, at least he wouldn't easily eat anything poisonous.
Zhou's Dad had heard of many cats and dogs dying from eating random food.
"Why did you name him Lord?"
The Police Detective asked curiously.
"That's the name my daughter gave him. His fur kind of looks like a tiger's."
Zhou's Dad wasn't entirely sure himself and just guessed.
In the Live Streaming Room, viewers were amused by the Police Detective.
...
"Lord, are you dating again?"
"Lord, you're kind of a playboy!"
"Lord, don't be so easily swayed by beauty!"
"Lord, share your secrets—how do you meet so many pretty girls?"
...
The Police Detective didn't linger. After chatting a bit, she left.
She and her partner were here to grab breakfast too.
Being a Detective was no easy job.
Only after she left did Fang Ping glance at her departing figure.
This Police Detective was indeed quite pretty.
Though he still didn't know her name.
"Stop staring. You'll strain your eyes."
Zhou's Dad said gruffly.
Fang Ping curled his tail.
What, I'm supposed to stare at you, old man?
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