Give Me Back My Cat! A Crime Mystery

[Pre-release, derivative, no-couple story: Pass It On, the Streamer Is a Cat [Historical Livestream]. Please add it to your favorites!] [Also a group-pampering story, the second in the series. It should start unless something unexpected happens.] At the New Shui Police Station, word came that a new chief had arrived. As Captain Gu lifted his boot, he heard a plaintive cry: "Meow~" A fluffy black ball opened its watery golden eyes, dragged its tail over to another spot, and settled down. Its pure-black tail tip had been stepped on and turned a little gray. Its round golden eyes stared straight into the famously cold and ruthless Captain Gu's eyes. Could this be the new... Black Cat Detective?! After the complainant explained everything: this was a criminal suspect, Cat So-and-So. The police officers: ? Eight years ago, a series of bombings took place. The New Shui Bridge suffered heavy casualties, and a bus plunged into the sea. A twelve-year-old child was the sole survivor. Eight years later, a murder occurred in a men's prison. The perpetrator of the bombing from eight years ago had hanged himself. Twelve bodies were hung in an abandoned factory, arranged in the shape of a hexagram. Bright red paint flowed from beneath the corpses. The major crimes unit was called in, but the case seemed like an unsolvable mystery. Every clue at the scene pointed to something supernatural. As they continued to investigate and gather information, an observant and helpful citizen noticed that a row of tiny paw prints appeared at every murder scene. Following the little paw prints, they found a paw resting on a small dried fish, and a soft, black ball with golden eyes meowing happily at the treat. "Meow~" A few months later, the police station received a furious letter from a criminal, scrawled on the wall in red paint: "Give! Me! Back! My! Cat!" Dozens of eyes turned as one. Bathed in sunlight, the black kitten was still pouncing on butterflies. Who could have guessed? It was a beast that stood on top of the great villain's head. *Group-pampering cat story and suspense thriller *Blurb written on August 16, 2022 [Pre-release, derivative, no-couple story: Pass It On, the Streamer Is a Cat [Historical Livestream]. Please add it to your favorites!] Overnight, an unknown streamer named [Cat Paw] shot to the top of a livestreaming platform. The streamer never showed their face or spoke, and only made videos. A thunderous crash split the sky. In a certain first year, when yin and yang were said to meet, strange signs appeared in the heavens, and a beam of white light came into view before kings, nobles, generals, and ministers. [Too bad Lucifer's sword pierced Mammon] Louis XVI [The Emperor of the Ages: Why the Great Qin Empire Fell] Hu Hai circled a pillar, Xu Fu jumped into the sea [The Mad Zhang and Drunken Su, Their Cursive Script Shakes Jiangdong: How Could They Lose to One Man?] Taizong drew his sword [The Eternal Female Emperor, the Sage and Divine Emperor of Great Zhou, Wu Zhao!] The empress closed her heart [A Look at the Stories of the Ming Dynasty] The situation was already out of control... Retreat! Retreat now! These comments crossed time and space and appeared on the sky screen above every dynasty. Anger +1 Anger +9999 The rulers of every dynasty turned their eyes aside as one, drew their swords, and prepared to strike in fury. Beneath the strange sound, however, they found themselves face-to-face with a small, pure-black kitten with round golden eyes. Faced with the emperors' wrath, the sesame-ball-sized creature below trembled in fear. "Meow? Meow meow meow?" "Someone, prepare the betrothal gifts and give Wuyun Xiaotie a seat of honor!" The next day, Tuantun stared blankly at the four traditional characters, "Auspicious Day for the Cat Wedding," and at the little dried fish tied to a branch with a red string. Pre-release: Bringing My World-Destroying Villain Dad to a Parenting Variety Show [Entertainment Industry]. Please add it to your favorites! Blurb: Shen Gu transmigrated into a book three years ago. In the fiercely competitive cultivation world, he barely survived until the late Golden Core stage. The last thing he saw before dying was his handsome, sinister adoptive father, who bore a blood feud, holding a sword with a faint smile as he prepared to destroy the universe. A banana peel thwarted the destruction. The two transmigrated together, back to the real world. Shen Gu, a minor celebrity who had transmigrated back to his original world, returned to the moment before his transmigration into the book. Looking back on those three years, he wanted nothing more than to quit and walk away. Being someone's son was the same as being their grandson, and he wasn't going to be that sucker anymore! "Where are we?" A small hand suddenly tugged at Shen Gu's sleeve, accompanied by a childish little voice. Shen Gu lowered his head very, very slowly, with solemn dignity. His adoptive father, who had been six-foot-three, with black hair and eyes and a cold, ruthless manner, had turned into a soft, round toddler. Wait, what? With a high-stakes bet hanging over his head, Shen Gu was forced to take part in a parenting variety show with his adoptive father, now a little kid. His dad might be a world-destroying villain, but his dad was only three and a half, and now he had to call Shen Gu "Dad" in sullen frustration. Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west. Shen Gu laughed louder than ever before, but still crouched down and pretended to comfort Gu Lin, resting a hand on his back. Facing the other's stormy expression, he grinned wickedly and pointed his thumb at himself. - Your dad's got your back. However... On a deserted island, while the other children waited eagerly for their dads, his kid smiled coolly, fishing with one hand and shooting birds with the other. He was good at everything. Shen Gu: Son, I'm counting on you. When the kid next door cried and screamed, "Where's my dad?" his kid started a fire, built a shelter, gathered materials, and proved to be an incredible cook. Shen Gu sat in the front row, munching melon seeds and blowing on a paper whistle: "Great job, little one!" Gu Lin's neck turned red, and he even blew on the skewers to cool them before handing them over. They were moving the whole country! The two of them had turned a parenting show into a story about a three-year-old good son carrying his disabled father to victory in the entertainment industry. While the other children were still in bed, a beautifully sculpted little boy was rushing around, busy with everything. Shen Gu was feverish and groggy, waiting for someone to feed him. Shen Gu: "Daddy." (in a plaintive, tearful voice) Viewers: ?? Viewers: I urge you to be kind. The parenting show became a huge hit. Gu Lingling (Gu Lin), who was only three and a half, won the honor of "National Dad" by a landslide. [That kid is incredible. What a wonderful national dad. It must be so hard taking care of his dad in reverse!] [I'm not here to break up this family. I'm here to join it! Handsome, look at me.] [Does the kid need another dad? I'll be his wife right now!] Just as the whole internet was shipping them, a bombshell about the Gu family broke. Apparently, the kid's dad was a direct heir to a wealthy family. Shen Gu: That can't be right. How come I never knew? The next day, Gu Lin, back in his adult body, came to him and said he would return to the wealthy family as the real young master. It turned out that Gu Lin's three-and-a-half-year-old body in the real world was the result of a conspiracy within a wealthy family. Shen Gu: Wait, so he's still got the tragic, powerful, insane villain role in this world? Nooo! I thought it was going to be a schoolboy crush, but later it really did turn into a patron demanding his due. Fine, then, take whatever you want. *The top gets the real-or-fake young master plot in the real world. *The bottom is a sickly beauty. Pre-release historical BL: The Treacherous Minister Usurps the Throne. Please add it to your favorites! Rumor had it that the enfeoffed Prince of Yan, Shen Nian, was a spoiled, useless wastrel who never studied, lorded it over everyone, and idled his days away. His father, Emperor Gaozong, pointed at his nose and called him a good-for-nothing. Everyone thought he was a useless fool. Only his well-behaved nephew by marriage, whom he had found and accidentally rescued, would gaze into his dark eyes whenever they met and say, "Greetings, Imperial Uncle." The old eunuch in his palace would call out, "The Heir Apparent is here," "The Heir Apparent is here again," "The Heir Apparent!" Then the door would slam shut. Shen Nian rolled his bright, large prayer beads in his hand and cultivated his character. Then one day, tragedy struck the family. The so-called struggle among the four princes for the throne had dragged on until his father died, then his elder brother. At the funeral, Shen Nian, dressed in mourning white, went to weep for the dead with teary eyes. Suddenly, a huge shadow fell over him. Shen Nian thought it really was time to discuss who would inherit the throne, and was about to seek an ally among his relatives. Before Shen Nian could take a step, the shadow of the boy who had grown up bared its fangs. A deep, hoarse voice like a beast's whispered an inch from Shen Nian's pale cheek. "You look so beautiful when you cry, Little Imperial Uncle." At first: The spoiled, useless Prince of Yan and the scheming, ambitious Heir Apparent next door. Later: The young emperor raised to the throne and the ruthless regent. Pre-release yuri: Raising and Training a Wild Daji. Please add it to your favorites! The eldest princess of Great Chu was renowned throughout Jingzhou at fifteen. Pearls glittered in her robes, and her radiance dazzled all. Then a minister framed her, and she lost the emperor's favor. She had planned to clear her name, but Emperor Chuzhuang died before she could act, and everything became impossible to turn around. As her heart sank, Ji Qianyu caught sight of a flash of fiery-red fur. Her late father's new wife, a beautiful young consort, had only just entered the palace in her phoenix crown and wedding robes when her beloved husband died. Ji Qianyu recalled the day Yan Yao'an had married. Her ten-mile wedding procession, with its blazing peach blossoms and splendid red finery, had been a sight not seen in a century. Unfortunately, Emperor Chuzhuang had been gravely ill, so Ji Qianyu, his eldest daughter, had stood in for him at the wedding. Wearing a red robe as the groom, she had led the noble consort through the three matchmaker rites and six betrothal gifts. When they met again, Yan Yao'an's fox eyes were red and swollen, and she was clutching a strip of white silk, about to take her own life. Yan Yao'an, who had come with the duty of bringing ruin to the country, knew that failing her mission would mean the destruction of her entire family. She had come to Great Chu with the mission of bringing about its downfall. Emperor Chuzhuang was dead, she had mourned him for a while, and now she wanted to end her life early. At a glance, she saw a pair of cool, clear eyes gazing at her without blinking. The owner stood there with her arms crossed. "I've seen all kinds of palace intrigues, but this is the first time I've seen a consort hang herself. How novel." The incomparably noble princess said. How could she say such a thing? Her heart was dead, and sorrowfully she closed her eyes. "Please, Your Highness the Eldest Princess, lift your noble foot. You're standing on my tail." Ji Qianyu hadn't heard clearly. What was she standing on? But she lifted her boot, and Yan Yao'an immediately made for the white silk. In the end, she didn't have the nerve. While Ji Qianyu watched coldly, she jumped down, only to crash into the other woman and tumble to the ground together. Yan Yao'an was finally exhausted. Perhaps her conscience had stirred. Ji Qianyu stroked her damp black hair. "Your Highness, people who hang themselves look awful." Yan Yao'an raised her head, half dead. As the ruler of Qingqiu, she was under tremendous pressure. Her fiery-red tail swished wildly in the air of its own accord, sadly striking Ji Qianyu's dangling hand. Ji Qianyu paused. "Your fox tail is showing." "Mother Consort." From then on, the noble consort went to the princess's chambers every day, waiting to be fed. The Eldest Princess had a kind heart and could hardly bear to see a poor little animal trying to kill itself. Once in a while, she went to visit her father's widow. The little fox was very polite. Every time she came, she would show off her fluffy red tail and look up at her expectantly, waiting to be petted. Ji Qianyu stared blankly at the tip of her fiery-red tail and quietly thought: Maybe this works. More than eight hundred days into her slacking off and refusing to work, Yan Yao'an's dry, scruffy fur had become glossy and smooth. She didn't even need Ji Qianyu to come to her. Yan Yao'an would leap up on her own and run over happily, her fox ears pricked high as she waited to be fed. She'd thought she was a calamity who couldn't be stopped. How had she earned more and more merit, while the world grew more and more peaceful? Today was another day to hope for world peace. *Cool, white-robed imperial ruler, bottom x Fox top, fluffy in her true form and murderous when she unleashes her power. Pre-release modern BL: The Sweet Beauty Kicks the BOSS Down [Quick Transmigration]. Please add it to your favorites! "What's my mission?" "You are delicate and charming, a tearful, spoiled crybaby, a beautiful parasitic flower. Your mission is to coast," said System 2333. Si Ruan accidentally bound himself to a scum-punishing System. After spending half his life as a tragic yet powerful character, Si Ruan was unexpectedly informed that in his newly assigned scum-punishing System, he was neither the pursuer nor the one being pursued. Instead, he had been given the role of a universally adored cannon-fodder character. 2333: You're the crybaby beauty carefully chosen by the System. Just focus on looking pretty. 2333: Why aren't you saying anything? With the aftereffects of brain-computer damage and a brain that shed tears without him realizing it, Si Ruan said expressionlessly, "Oh." With an innocent, harmless face, Si Ruan became famous on the forum overnight. His skin was porcelain-white, and his drooping eyes looked as guileless as a puppy's. The moment he entered the game, the comments in the livestream of the adorable fool came pouring in. [Should we go through the formalities first, or jump straight to calling him hubby?] [His tear mole is so beautiful. He's crying so pitifully, huff huff, my underwear's flying away!] [I hate this. Why didn't we meet in Haishi?] Si Ruan fought off the dizziness and stood up. Ghosts from the start, the villain on a killing spree. A handsome man cornered Si Ruan against the wall. On screen, the pretty boy's tears flowed nonstop as his pale, weak body leaned against the wall, panting. [Girl, cry a little and let the handsome guy carry you. The helpless, pitiful kind. Let's go, let's rank up!] With the man drawing closer step by step, Si Ruan raised his pale face. Si Ruan: "Get lost. I'll count to three." [Wait, this isn't going the way I expected.] An unexpected event trapped a group of people above the dungeon. Just as everyone was getting anxious, under the shadow of total annihilation, the delicate, pitiful crybaby they had always believed in kicked the BOSS down with a swift blow. The whole place fell silent. [Boss... B-boss, sir. orz] [The boss must be tired from fighting so many monsters. Someone give him a light.] He had maxed out his universally adored stats, so why was he only gathering more and more underlings? Some moments from voice calls: "Ruanruan, what are you doing?" "Working." The reply was brief and to the point. A new player entered the livestream, utterly confused, then clicked out again. They looked at the huge livestream title about the sweet, delicate crybaby and System, and at the beautiful battle-worn man seriously polishing a weapon, covered in dust and grime. The clueless were still asking questions, but the old viewers had already figured it out. They raised their tea in their penguin avatars: "Brother Ruan just took down the Dragon King again." [Whoa, has the cybernetic enhancement test started already? Back then, my Ruan was abandoned by his family for being such a good-for-nothing. Maybe he shouldn't go after all.] [Wait, look! Why did the testing machine suddenly explode?] [Holy crap, his bloodline is at the limit! Am I seeing things? It's still rising! Hubby!!!] [Another SSS+ rank!] *Sweet-looking on the outside, but a cool guy at heart. *The indifferent Si Ruan takes on dragons with his bare hands. *The Quick Transmigration worlds are original settings. Open world, online co-op, PVP, PVE, brain-computer interface connected to headquarters, original cyberpunk setting, central city. Theme: A cat uses love to transform an evil world and leads a dark world toward the light