Chapter 28

Hu Yi's brother drove ahead to lead the way, and Feng Yi followed.

It was unclear what they had talked about in the car, but when they arrived and got out, Hu Yi's brother looked at Feng Yi with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Feng Yi ignored it. He gazed at a row of warehouses not far away, one of which was his target for this trip.

When they arrived, a car was just leaving. The sign on the car indicated it belonged to another pest control company.

"Wait a moment," Hu Yi's brother said, heading to the break room to find the warehouse owner.

"Boss, is it resolved?" Hu Yi's brother asked.

"Not yet!" The warehouse owner's face was etched with worry. "Did the person you found come?"

"Yes, my brother and I finally managed to invite him. We agreed on ten thousand per rat."

"Deal! As long as he can catch them, I'll transfer the money right away! Cough, cough, cough!" The warehouse owner, whose voice was already hoarse, started coughing again from the excitement.

He hadn't rested much all day, busy with shipping and finding pest control companies. Now, even sitting down, he was still thinking about what to do if the problem wasn't resolved by tomorrow. If the rats in the warehouse weren't dealt with promptly, buyers would definitely question the quality of the goods they received.

"Where is the person you invited?" the owner asked.

"Outside," Hu Yi's brother glanced out, "He's already heading to the warehouse."

The owner had intended to get up and go over, but after a moment's thought, he sat back down and took out a tablet to check the surveillance inside and outside the warehouse. He was too tired after a long day of work.

"He's quite young," the owner said, looking at the surveillance footage, not holding much hope.

He had been disappointed all day, watching one pest control team after another come and go. Seeing Feng Yi, a single person with minimal equipment and not a professional pest controller, he couldn't have much confidence.

However, more people meant more help. Even if he couldn't catch the rats, if he could provide a good solution, it would be useful.

With that in mind, the owner said, "Have someone take him in. Have you signed the agreement? He needs to know about compensation for damaged goods during the pest control process."

"Uh... He's not from a pest control company, so the preparations we made won't apply. But I've already told him about the compensation for damaged goods. Should we sign an additional agreement?" Hu Yi's brother asked.

The owner sighed, "Forget about that for now. The most important thing is to get rid of the rats. Keep an eye on him."

Hu Yi's brother asked, "Can the lights inside be turned on temporarily?"

"Only for an hour, and it has to be scheduled. The lights can be turned on for a short time, but not for several hours. The warehouse is busy with shipping right now."

"Or we can wait three hours and then go in. Finish shipping the light-sensitive goods first, and then the lights can be turned on. There's no other way. A pest control company just came by, and after understanding the situation, they said they would come back tomorrow morning and asked me to clear an hour for them to stop shipping," the owner explained.

Hu Yi's brother relayed the owner's words to Feng Yi.

"No need for the lights," Feng Yi said, looking at the warehouse.

At this time, the cargo robots were moving in and out, with human workers providing assistance. The warehouse was indeed quite dark, with the lights kept at a suitable brightness. People would occasionally go in to take inventory and then quickly come out. For most people, it was quite dim.

As Feng Yi approached the warehouse, he paused, frowning.

Seeing Feng Yi stop at the warehouse entrance, Hu Yi's brother worriedly said to Hu Yi, "Why isn't he going in? Is he thinking of backing out?"

"Probably not?" Hu Yi wasn't sure. The situation in the warehouse was indeed more complex. He couldn't see what was inside, only the busy cargo robots at the entrance.

Feng Yi stood at the warehouse entrance for a moment. The various chemical odors from reagents and experimental materials made him a bit dizzy. These were not the smells he was familiar with from his recent practice in controlling his sense of smell, and his brain couldn't process them all at once.

To capture the scent of his prey, Feng Yi wasn't wearing a mask. After filtering out the odors of the reagents and chemicals, he finally caught the scent of the prey hiding in the warehouse.

Putting on gloves and opening the box, Feng Yi entered with the long-handled tongs.

The warehouse owner, who had been watching the surveillance, was puzzled.

"Is that all he's relying on?"

No mouse traps, night vision goggles, sticky traps, or anything else?

The warehouse owner picked up the walkie-talkie, "Have a few people follow and keep an eye on him."

The goods in the warehouse were too valuable, and someone like Feng Yi was hard to trust.

Originally, he had planned to pay a high price to get the sticky trap expert to come the next day.

That guy was a real genius, very popular online! He would walk around, set up a few sticky traps, and sit back to wait. It was said that no rat could escape his sticky trap array, and the more they struggled, the more they got stuck, unable to contaminate other goods.

He was the most confident pest control expert the owner had ever seen!

But he was hard to hire, requiring a reservation, and the owner hadn't managed to book him for today.

At the warehouse.

Following the owner's instructions, three warehouse employees went in with Feng Yi.

One of the employees said, "We're here to help."

Feng Yi gestured: Stay back, don't get in the way!

The three employees exchanged glances and didn't follow closely, instead watching from the other end of the shelves.

The warehouse was arranged neatly to facilitate the movement of cargo robots, so they could see what Feng Yi was doing from one end to the other. As long as Feng Yi stayed within their line of sight, there was no need to worry. If any goods fell, they could handle it promptly. Even if there were blind spots, the warehouse had surveillance cameras.

Feng Yi knew what they were thinking but ignored it. He glanced around the warehouse, and the layout was indeed similar to what Hu Yi's brother had described.

When a cargo robot came to move some goods, one of the employees was about to remind Feng Yi, but he had already moved around it, not touching any of the shelves.

Feng Yi followed the scent, but to the others, it didn't look that way.

The warehouse owner, watching the surveillance, saw Feng Yi walk into the warehouse without hesitation, as if he had a clear target. Then he suddenly turned and walked into the aisle between two rows of shelves.

Seeing the shelf numbers, the owner's heart raced, "Follow him! That's where the important reagent boxes are!"

The boxes cost thousands each!

Even the unpacked small boxes on the shelves were valuable!

If one box fell, he would be heartbroken.

"Tell him to stop..."

Before he could finish, he saw Feng Yi's arm flash, and he caught a rat with the tongs.

"..."

The words stuck in his throat, as if someone had grabbed his neck.

He rubbed his eyes, rewound the surveillance footage, and played it at 50% speed. Normal speed was 100%, and 50% was half speed.

After a moment, he adjusted it to 30% and watched the scene again.

Then, he rewound it again and played it at 10% speed...

What exactly happened just now?

Why did the rat suddenly appear on the tongs when he blinked?

Inside the warehouse.

The three employees, who had been preparing to stop Feng Yi from going further, were now stunned, as if they had just seen a UFO land in front of them. They were shocked and bewildered, unsure how to react to this scene that defied their understanding.

It wasn't until Feng Yi left with the rat that they snapped out of it and remembered to check the valuable items on the shelves.

The goods were intact and neatly arranged.

At the warehouse entrance, Hu Yi and his brother were anxiously waiting.

After Feng Yi went in, Hu Yi checked his phone. After a few brief words with his brother, he was about to get a chair to sit and wait when he saw Feng Yi come out with a rat.

He checked his phone again.

From entering to coming out, it took less than a minute.

"Where's the mouse bag?" Feng Yi asked.

Hu Yi's brother was still staring at the rat on the tongs, as if trying to determine if it was real or fake, wondering how it could be caught so easily.

Hu Yi gave his brother a hard pat: "Mouse bag!"

"Ah? Oh! Here!" Hu Yi's brother snapped out of it and got the bag to put the rat in.

Feng Yi threw the caught rat into the mouse bag.

Hu Yi's brother was about to say something when Feng Yi added, "Free service, there's rat droppings on the third level of shelf 'J' in the middle. Remember to clean it up."

"Okay, okay!" Hu Yi's brother nodded mechanically, then quickly notified the people inside to check.

Feng Yi cleaned and disinfected the tongs, put them back in the box, locked it, and picked it up.

"I've sent the bank account number to Hu Yi's phone. I hope to see the money in my account when I get home."

With that, Feng Yi drove away. He had used his brain too much today and needed to rest early to avoid affecting his intelligence.

Meanwhile, the warehouse owner, still in shock, sat in the break room, rewinding and replaying the surveillance footage in slow motion—rewind—replay—slow motion...