Wang Zikai still didn’t get it and blinked: "What kind of film?"

"The kind you use to train your Kirin arm... that kind of film," Gao Yang said, feeling awkward.

"Oh!" Wang Zikai slapped his thigh, his face lighting up with excitement. "Why would I have that kind of film? When have I ever lacked women? Never!"

Gao Yang didn’t have time for his theatrics and rolled his eyes. "Hurry up. I need to handle something serious!"

Wang Zikai glanced at the tied-up Fatty Jun and pulled Gao Yang out of the garage, into the living room.

"Don’t talk about such things in front of outsiders! Do I not need face?" Wang Zikai said, a bit embarrassed. "Tell me, which teacher do you want?"

"It doesn't matter, any will do," Gao Yang said.

"Got it, wait a moment," Wang Zikai said, running off.

Gao Yang sat on the sofa, closing his eyes to rest and sort out his thoughts.

After considerable contemplation, he decided to contact Officer Huang. This region was still under Officer Huang's supervision. Making up a tale about a break-in would be sufficient to bring him here.

Just then, Wang Zikai returned with a laptop. He sat down on the sofa, looking serious, and then looked at Gao Yang, little embarrassed. "Let's start."

"Start what?" Gao Yang was confused.

"Watching the film!" Wang Zikai said.

Gao Yang facepalmed. "You misunderstood, it’s not for me to watch."

…

Three minutes later, Gao Yang and Wang Zikai returned to the garage.

Fatty Jun started wailing. "Yang Bro! Kai Bro! It really wasn’t me earlier! I didn’t mean to hurt you… My hand was out of control! Please don’t kill me! I swear I’m not a beast! I don’t want to die…"

"Fatty Jun, don’t be afraid, we’re not going to kill you," Gao Yang said.

"If we were, you’d already be dead!" Wang Zikai scoffed smugly.

"Yeah..." Fatty Jun calmed down a bit.

"Fatty Jun, do you like men or women?" Gao Yang asked.

"What?" Fatty Jun thought he misheard.

"Do you like men or women?" Gao Yang repeated.

"Women… What is going on?" Fatty Jun was perplexed by the unexpected question.

"Good," Gao Yang said, opening the laptop and playing a random movie. He looked at Wang Zikai. "Go, take off his pants."

Wang Zikai was astonished. "What?"

"Do as I say!" Gao Yang didn’t bother to explain.

Wang Zikai removed Fatty Jun’s jeans, revealing a pair of Pikachu-themed yellow underwear, his chubby thighs, and thick leg hair.

Gao Yang positioned the laptop screen in front of Fatty Jun. "Relax, watch carefully."

"Oh, okay…" Fatty Jun was nervous at first, but after a few minutes, he warmed up.

Throughout the process, Wang Zikai’s expression went from stoic to a slowly emerging sneer.

Fatty Jun noticed Wang Zikai’s contempt. His male pride was hurt, making him more agitated than scared, and he shouted, "I’m just having an off day! It’s not usually like this!"

"Oh, really—" Wang Zikai dragged out the last word, sounding extremely smug.

"Bang." Just then, the garage door opened, and Officer Huang froze at the scene.

Good heavens.

Fatty Jun was tied up, pants off.

Gao Yang was holding a laptop playing an adult video, the sounds echoing in the air. Wang Zikai stood nearby, arms crossed, watching.

"Ahem, I’ll come back later," Officer Huang said, adjusting his cap and gently closing the door.

…

Ten minutes later, Gao Yang and Officer Huang were back in the garage. Wang Zikai had been sent away.

Officer Huang had a peculiar expression. "I see. Is this how Qing Ling taught you to distinguish between a beast and a human?"

"Yes," Gao Yang said, lowering his voice. "Don’t let Wang Zikai know."

"Understood."

"Fatty Jun, don’t mind that idiot," Gao Yang glanced at the still-tied-up Fatty Jun.

"Don’t worry! I wouldn’t stoop to the level of a beast like him," Fatty Jun said, still upset, clearly his pride was deeply hurt earlier.

"I only have cola and beer!" As they talked, Wang Zikai returned, carrying several bottles of cold drinks and canned beer.

Officer Huang took a bottle of cola, opened it, and brought it to Fatty Jun’s mouth.

Fatty Jun, parched, stretched his neck and gulped down a few mouthfuls, instantly feeling revived, his eyes regaining clarity.

Officer Huang pulled over a chair, sat down, and assumed an interrogator’s stance. "Alright, talk. Slowly, tell us everything you remember."

"Okay, okay!" Fatty Jun licked his lips, recalling, "My hotel caught fire, right? Aunt He was burned to death, and I was injured. According to our original plan, I closed the hotel and stayed home to recuperate. I didn’t dare go out these days, just waiting for your call. Then, last night, I was woken up by a strange sound…”

"What kind of sound?" Officer Huang lit a cigarette.

"It sounded like a cat, meowing constantly. It annoyed me so much I got up and went to the balcony. I really did see a white cat, it looked a bit like a Ragdoll, but smaller, with very high ears and green eyes."

Officer Huang nodded, signaling for Fatty Jun to continue.

"The white cat seemed quite intelligent. As soon as it saw me, it stopped meowing. I felt sorry for it, thinking it might be someone’s lost pet, so I tried to pet its head…”

"Then, out of nowhere, it bit my finger! The pain was so intense I fainted right there."

"And then?" Officer Huang prompted.

"Then, I felt like I was dreaming, like being in a crowded subway. It was packed with people, all kinds of hands touching me, groping me all over…"

"Who would touch you?" Wang Zikai was disgusted.

"It was a dream!" Fatty Jun felt wronged. "When I woke up, I saw Yang Bro and Kai Bro… then my right hand went out of control and started attacking Yang Bro… you know the rest."

Officer Huang listened, his face darkening.

He stepped forward and fed Fatty Jun more cola until he finished it.

Officer Huang then stepped back, expressionless, and drew his gun, aiming at Fatty Jun. "Fatty Jun, I’m sorry."

"Don’t! Don’t kill me!" Fatty Jun shouted in despair. "I swear I’m human! I swear… Yang Bro, save me, save me…”

"Officer Huang," Gao Yang said, feeling uneasy, "Maybe we should observe first…”

"Bang!" Officer Huang fired.