“Your house is on fire! We’re firefighters! We’re taking your daughter to the hospital for emergency treatment! Do you understand now?”
The firefighter had been blocked again and again, and his temper finally flared, his tone sharper than before.
But the man kept making trouble, shouting, “Just because you say you’re firefighters doesn’t mean you are! How can you prove it? I think you’re human traffickers! You came to my house to steal my daughter! I’m calling the police! I’ll have you all arrested!”
As he spoke, he even tried to grab at the firefighter.
At this point, the other firefighters, who had been busy extinguishing the flames and tidying up, realized something was seriously wrong.
They rushed over, and together pinned the man down so the firefighter holding the baby girl could leave first.
The man watched his child being carried away and cursed even louder!
He spewed every foul word he could think of.
Just then, the police arrived.
Seeing this chaotic scene, they were momentarily at a loss for words.
The officer in charge walked up and asked, “Who called the police?”
The lead firefighter stepped forward. “I did.”
The two clearly knew each other, but they didn’t exchange many words.
The man, seeing the police, immediately struggled free from the firefighters’ grip.
“Officer, I’m filing a complaint! They kidnapped my child! Arrest them, now!” he shouted hysterically.
The old woman had woken up by then.
Hearing her son’s voice, she scrambled up from the ground, staggered over to him, then plopped herself down, flailing her arms and legs as she wailed.
“This is outrageous! Too much bullying! Barging into someone’s home in broad daylight and snatching children! Where’s the law in this world anymore?” she cried.
Her son joined in, yelling at the police, “Officer, you saw it yourself! They pretended to be firefighters and came to my house to kidnap my child!”
Then, noticing the distinct bruise of a fist on the old woman’s face, his eyes darted slyly and he shouted even louder, “Officer, look at this! These scoundrels even beat my mother! This is abuse of the elderly! Are you going to ignore this?”
The mother and son played off each other, their voices growing louder and sharper, making everyone’s ears ring.
At that moment, “Starry’s Dog” stepped forward and said to the lead officer, “Officer, I want to accuse them of murder!”
“What nonsense are you spouting?!” the old woman shrieked at once, leaping up from the ground and clawing toward “Starry’s Dog” face.
“Officer! You must uphold justice for me and my son! We just stepped out for a moment, and when we came back, this thief had broken into our home and was rummaging through our things. Now he’s spouting nonsense—arrest him immediately!”
“Starry’s Dog” clenched his fist and raised it toward the old woman.
The old lady had just taken a punch from “Starry’s Dog” earlier, so when she saw his movement now, her thin, frail body instantly shrank back, her eyes genuinely filled with fear.
“Starry’s Dog” ignored her and instead said to the police:
“Officer, I live right across the hall. I’ve heard more than once that this mother and son were planning to kill that child. I suspect today’s fire was deliberately set by them, all to burn the child to death.”
The moment those words left his mouth, the atmosphere on the scene grew even more tense.
The police asked:
“You’re saying this—do you have any evidence?”
On the way here, he had already spoken with the fire brigade leader and confirmed the fire’s cause.
It seemed to have started when a magnifying glass on the windowsill concentrated sunlight on a box of tissues, which then caught fire and spread to the curtains.
But the more reasonable a “coincidence” appeared, the more it hinted at deeper suspicion.
Now, with “Starry’s Dog” statement, the case clearly warranted further investigation.
“Starry’s Dog” said:
“I have surveillance cameras at home. We can check if their conversations were recorded.”
Saying that, he pulled out his phone, ready to check the footage.
It was only then that he suddenly remembered—he was still connected to a livestream.
He had assumed the connection would have long since ended, but when he looked, it was still running.
And that was when he saw his own appearance on screen: once slick and shiny, he now looked completely disheveled—hair a mess, face smudged black, the very picture of misery.
Embarrassed, he bared his teeth in a crooked grin, avoiding the camera’s gaze, and said to Ruan Xingyao:
“Starry, I didn’t expect something like this to happen. Sorry for wasting your time. I’ll just end the call.”
He was about to hang up when Ruan Xingyao suddenly said:
“Need evidence? I can give it to you.”
“Starry’s Dog” froze, staring blankly at the screen.
Compared to his greasy, flirtatious self back in the livestream, his current state showed a strange kind of contrast that was oddly endearing.
“Starry, what do you mean by that?” he asked.
Ruan Xingyao smiled and said:
“There are a few birds outside the window. Call them in, and I can have them provide the evidence.”
At that, “Starry’s Dog” immediately remembered what the theme of Ruan Xingyao’s livestream was—animal mind reading.
That meant she really could understand what the birds were saying.
The lead police officer, upon hearing Ruan Xingyao’s words, immediately leaned in as well.
He asked, “Expert Ruan, is that you?”
As the head of the police team, even though he wasn’t in the same city as Ruan Xingyao, how could he possibly not know about this animal expert who had caused a sensation in the police world—Ruan Xingyao.
At several meetings, his superiors had subtly hinted that he should find a way to get Expert Ruan seconded to their police department.
But no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn’t figure out how to get someone from thousands of miles away to transfer over.
He never imagined that he’d be able to work together with Expert Ruan so soon—this was simply too exciting.
Ruan Xingyao noticed his excitement and felt a bit puzzled.
However, she didn’t dwell on it and instead said, “Well then, do you need my help?”
“Of course we do! We need it desperately!” the policeman said.
“You want to bring the birds in, right? I’ll handle it immediately.”
As he spoke, he even directly snatched the phone from “Starry’s Dog” hand and strode toward the window.
Starry’s Dog: When a person is speechless, they’re really speechless.
When he opened the window, the policeman found himself in a dilemma.
“Expert Ruan, I can’t exactly call them inside,” he said, sounding a little aggrieved.
With cats and dogs, it might be possible, but how could he get birds to come in?
Ruan Xingyao said, “It’s alright, I’ll do it.”
Then she spoke to the birds: “Darlings, could you come and help us out, please?”
— The end of the Chapter–
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