Chapter 177 Xin·Holmes·Smile

Zheng Qing had already forgotten how he had left the "Coffee Cat" cafe.

He couldn't even remember if he had petted any of the cats in that cafe. On a normal day, he could stroke seventeen or eighteen cats there without repeating, and he would give each and every one of them a resounding name.

But today, drained by the conversation between the two witches, he couldn't recall petting cats at all.

"Terrifying, truly terrifying."

More than half an hour after returning to the dorm, he was still muttering to himself incessantly.

Doctor Xiao, who had been diligently previewing his lessons, could no longer restrain himself. He looked up at his roommate and said, "What are you mumbling about by yourself again? Did you have a staring contest with Cthulhu, or did you see the moon getting pierced by a sword again today?"