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Little Kitten (Part 1)

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    In the eyes of most people, the Chinese in the Falklands are wealthy, at least relatively wealthy.

    This may be true to a certain extent, but the reasons for this fact are full of sorrow for all Chinese Americans.

    Because Chinese Americans have always been an marginalized group in this land.

    This can be intuitively reflected from the fact that when the country first became independent, Chinese Americans accounted for close to 40% of the total population, and now it has become about 20%.

    It is also based on this kind of discrimination and vigilance that although Chinese Americans are not explicitly prohibited from participating in politics and obtaining civil servants, the first proportion is extremely low, and the second upward path is basically non-existent.

    In other words, you can only linger at the bottom.  The rulers will not give you any chance to influence or even interfere with the country's operations.

    Under this environment, Chinese Americans are forced to either leave or choose to go into business.

    The natives of the Falklands are lazy. How can they do business better than the hard-working Chinese?

    So, it didn¡¯t take long for those lazy, stupid, ignorant and pig-like guys to start clamoring that all the money had been made by Chinese Americans, and started a new round of exclusion and suppression.

    In recent years, with the narrowing of cultural differences and ethnic integration, the living environment of Chinese Americans has become slightly better.

    But to be honest, this improvement in attitude is more superficial.

    ??In the final analysis, it is to maintain the national finances.

    Collect more taxes, attract more Chinese tourists, attract more self-financed international students, and win more shares of import and export trade.

    But even so, the rulers are not willing for Chinese Americans to gain more and greater rights.

    The proportion of Chinese-Americans in various government departments is still subject to extremely strict restrictions.  And they can only hang around at the bottom, with no room for improvement at all.

    ¡°The only one that encourages Chinese Americans to join is probably the military and police system.

    The entry requirements for the Komak Island military and police system are high, but the income is not high, and it is extremely difficult for Chinese Americans to get promoted.

    This results in people who want to sign up not being qualified enough. Those who are qualified either don¡¯t like the salary, or they dislike the lack of future and are not willing to take the call at all.

    After Liu Yi got familiar with the city for two days, he focused on a relatively rare Chinese policeman.

    The policeman¡¯s name is poh hoon yuen (Yuan Boyun). He is strong and well-looking, but he is only a little police chief in his thirties.

    Liu Yi would inadvertently pass by the police station where Yuan Boyun worked, and appear in different attires, from far or near, while patrolling the streets or commuting to get off work.

    Sometimes we pass by each other from afar, sometimes we sit at a stall on the roadside to eat and drink.

    After a few days, Liu Yi observed some interesting situations.

    First of all, Yuan Boyun is very popular.

    Whether it¡¯s with colleagues from the police station, familiar shopkeepers, or neighbors, we all get along very harmoniously and harmoniously.

    In addition, he is a fitness fanatic and loves small animals.

    A large part of my free time is spent in the gym.  On the way to and from get off work, I would bring something to feed stray cats and dogs.

    He himself also has a very smart Labrador who always comes out for a walk in the morning or evening.

    Apart from these, the most interesting thing is that Liu Yi discovered the stalker.

    Not staring at him, but staring at Yuan Boyun.

    Since the person being followed was discovered by Liu Yi, people and cars have basically never appeared again.

    Like Liu Yi, the other party always maintains a very safe distance.

    Once, Liu Yi even sat at the same roadside stall with a duo from the other party, waiting for Yuan Boyun to pass by.

    And Yuan Boyun himself seemed unaware of this situation.

    In addition, Liu Yi found through observation that no matter how the people followed by the other group were changed, the quality of the personnel was very high, and they had obviously received professional training in tracking and monitoring.

    From this point, we can rule out the possibility that gang organizations are targeting Yuan Boyun.

    Then there is only one possibility left, Yuan Boyun is under official surveillance or protection.

    Due to the lack of more details, Liu Yi is still unable to judge what the specific situation is.

    Liu Yi had basically no experience in similar actions, so he could only take the time to call Yang Shengli for help.

    And Yang Shengli¡¯s advice is to be patient.

    No matter how urgent the task itself is, you must be patient enough in this situation.

    &n? position, just as he approached a pile of old objects amid low roars, a black figure suddenly rushed towards him.

    Liu Yi raised his hand and slapped the black shadow aside, then put his hand into the gap in the pile of old things and started groping.

    Then, a kitten was brought out that was not yet a month old.

    Ignoring the female cat that kept howling but did not dare to attack again, Liu Yi put the kitten into his backpack and left quickly.

    Soon, the figure was completely hidden in the darkness

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    Yuan Boyun changed his shift at ten o'clock in the evening, changed out of his police uniform in the locker room and took a shower.  Went to the police canteen for a quick late-night snack, then rode a mountain bike on the way home.

    Yuan Boyun had to ride two major intersections to go home, and then pass through a small park.  After leaving the park, he rode a small street and arrived at his rental apartment.

    He rode for two blocks as usual, then turned into a park with only a few lights.

    When he was about to get close to the exit, a very high-pitched and soft cry came into his ears, and Yuan Boyun quickly pressed the brakes to stop.

    I listened for a few seconds with my ears straightened, and looked into the shadow of the bush on the right.

    Confirming the position again, he leaned the bicycle on the leisure chair next to him.  He took out his cell phone for lighting and walked around from the side of the lawn to behind the bushes.

    I walked a few steps towards the place where the cry came from, and finally saw it clearly with the light from the mobile phone screen. It turned out to be a little kitten with a bigger fart, which was entangled in a ball of kite string or something like that.  .

    After understanding the situation, Yuan Boyun hurriedly squatted down to help the little milk cat out of trouble.

    But after a few moves, he suddenly stopped, with a trace of doubt on his face.

    Because, he found that the rotten thread on the little cat didn¡¯t look like it had accidentally gotten tangled up on it.

    Especially the rotten thread entangled with one end of the bush, which shows that someone deliberately made two turns.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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