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Seeing Zheng Tan, Mr. Jiao's heart, which had been hanging for the past few days, finally settled down. It was good that he could come back; Mr. Jiao had really worried that this cat son had been snatched away by some wild beast.
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However, as Mr. Jiao approached, using the flashlight's beam to train it on the rat Zheng Tan was pressing down on the ground, he frowned.
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The night light was poor and could affect the perception of color, but even so, when the flashlight shone on the rat, the red glow it reflected made Mr. Jiao's heart skip a beat. The heart that had just settled down was now hanging again, and his heart rate quickened.
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Is this...
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The security personnel behind him all caught up.
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"Hey, isn't this Mr. Jiao's cat?"
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"It should be; it looks like the one on the missing cat poster."
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"This is the one, no doubt about it!"
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