Bian Tou flipped his hand and caught the plastic membrane before it fell to the floor. He rubbed it between his middle and ring fingers. After wiping off the cat saliva, he could feel the membrane even better. It was exactly what he thought it was. He looked at the cat who was ignoring the cat food. If he still didn't understand what was going on, he could kiss his spying life goodbye.
Though he was completely shellshocked, he managed to keep a straight face. He knew what he had to do the moment he got the membrane. The cat was trained, it would probably be fine if he left it alone for a while.
When he stood up, the plastic membrane had already disappeared. Bian Tou turned to face the woman and said, "Give me a second. I need to find some gloves and a torchlight. I'll pull the cat out later. We can't let it stay down there forever."
The woman nodded. After Bian Tou left, she gathered up her bathrobe and bent down, looking under the cupboards.
