Reborn Cat Sheriff

Chapter 17 An Adventure of a Cat

Just as Zhang Ke encountered the stranger boatman, Lin Ge made an unexpected discovery.

Coincidentally, in order to avoid the boatmen who suddenly appeared, he chose to dart to another boat right next to him.

Then, while Zhang Ke was negotiating with the boatman, Lin Ge successfully avoided him and unexpectedly smelled a faint scent of 'poison' in the corridor of the ship beneath his feet.

It's highly likely that someone once leaned against the railing to engage in some kind of activity, and coupled with the fact that not a drop of rain fell for more than ten consecutive days, the original strong smell has been preserved.

Even though the flavor is now very faint, it still couldn't escape Lin Ge's nose.

Surprisingly... Nie Guoqiang actually guessed correctly!

This discovery surprised and delighted Ringo; he hadn't expected the harvest to come so effortlessly. He even had a nagging suspicion: was it really just a coincidence that the cat hunters' boat and the drug traffickers' boat were so close together?

Lin Ge would never forget that Zhao Liang had said someone had asked him to kill him.

If we think in this direction, we can identify who is providing supplies and hiding places for that drug trafficker group.

Thinking even deeper, the cat catchers and cat fighters, and the drug dealers, might actually be the same group of people.

It was only because of their different roles or responsibilities that the police station was unable to locate the target for the time being.

"This is really... getting out of hand!"

Lin Ge tried to calm himself down. He knew that to support this argument, he needed sufficient clues. Or rather, to severely punish the group of cat hunters and cat fighters as part of the drug traffickers, he needed more evidence.

Lin Ge had no intention of making excuses for himself; he was simply holding a grudge and seeking revenge! Zhao Liang had nearly put him in a life-or-death situation, and this kind of guy deserved a severe lesson in jail!

Cats need to take revenge quickly; a ten-year sentence is better than just three months!

Filled with murderous intent, Lin Ge decided to abandon the idea of ​​meeting up with Zhang Ke. He cautiously made his way deeper into the drug trafficking ship alone, his expression eager and ready.

As he walked, Lin Ge remained tense. Although he wanted revenge, he had no intention of risking his life. Therefore, one of his ears was perked up, and with each step forward, he was ready to retreat at any moment.

Fortunately, he didn't hear any noise or smell any fresh human scent on the ship until it turned a corner, so he should be safe for now.

Furthermore, being a cat, in such a complex environment, unless there are hidden surveillance cameras that he hasn't discovered, no one can detect Lin Ge's presence; this is his talent as a cat.

And the camera?

Lin Ge didn't think that a mere group of drug dealers could make themselves look like international terrorists or possess various means far exceeding those of national security agencies.

And the subsequent search confirmed his suspicions: the ship lacked any significant defensive measures. Or perhaps the other party simply didn't believe anyone could discover this place, or uncover those well-hidden secrets that would never be found.

“There is absolutely no trace of any poison! If it weren’t for the lingering smell of someone having just inhaled drugs here, this boat would just look like an ordinary converted fishing boat.”

Lin Ge muttered to himself while looking around.

Walking from the damp platform into the even dirtier cabin, Lin Ge sniffed as he went, and once again smelled the strange odor more clearly.

Drug addicts have a hard time controlling their impulses; they are almost unable to resist drugs.

Using drugs behind the boss's back is like a student skipping class behind the teacher's back—it's something that's completely unavoidable. Therefore, in places where no one can see them, they easily leave behind a strong, invisible, yet indelible, trace.

This is why police need police dogs.

Many times, tiny secrets that humans cannot even verify with tools are as obvious as the sun to animals' sight and smell.

Lin Ge could even deduce that the smell had lingered for at least three days. In other words, someone had burned tobacco here in the past two days, but apart from that, no one else had stayed on the ship, or rather, stayed for an extended period.

So... it's easy to imagine where they would go after they secretly enjoyed themselves.

"Is the real gathering place next door? That puts me at ease. To be honest, I don't want to experience being aimed at with guns or crossbows again!" With a sigh of relief, Lin Ge continued walking down to the lower deck of the ship.

Typically, the lower deck of these converted fishing boats is used to store catches or supplies for the voyage. However, this boat was kept spotless, seemingly converted into a place to store 'important' items.

The only problem was that the iron gate was locked. Although Lingo could see through the crack inside, he couldn't squeeze through the narrow gap, which was only the width of a cat's paw.

He peered inside, trying to remember the layout and some details, before flicking his tail and returning the way he came.

Enduring the discomfort of the wet, metal floor and carefully avoiding leaving any traces, it took Ling Ge a long time to return to the upper deck. He wiped his paws on the tattered cushions of the wheelhouse and decided to leave to find Zhang Ke.

"Damn it, I told you we couldn't dock the boat here! If we had docked at the farm as usual, no strangers would have barged in."

A cursing voice suddenly rang out, followed by the sound of hard-soled shoes stepping on the iron stairs.

As footsteps approached, another man chuckled and said, "There's nothing we can do. You know Ironhead is addicted to cards and doesn't like playing with us. He prefers to come to this teahouse and play cards with the young ladies every day. He's the boat owner, and he's on good terms with the big shots up there. What can you say? Well, he's just one of those bored tourists. They'll only dare to look from afar; they won't come aboard. It's nothing to worry about."

"Tch! That bastard will die in a woman's bed sooner or later!"

The person walking in front continued to chatter on, and his steps became heavier.

"What can we do? That kid's got a taste for it. Besides, what can people like us do with money? Just eat, drink, gamble, and whore. Let's not judge each other, right? Live life to the fullest, and when we die, we're as good as dead. Just have fun..."

The two men walked into the cabin to inspect it while talking, glanced around casually, and then sat down on the dirty sofa.

"hiss……"

The short-haired, stubble-covered man jumped up as soon as he sat down, patted his buttocks, and said, "Damn it, this lousy mat isn't dry yet? I have to say, we shouldn't have parked in this godforsaken place. It looks secluded, but it's blocked on both sides, and we can't even get any sun."

"Hehe... that's just your bad luck. How come mine dried out?"

Another young man, with two tufts of green hair and tattoos covering his exposed arms, crossed his legs and patted the sofa, saying smugly, "That's luck! So the cat I bet on won yesterday, while you lost everything, even your underwear. By the way, why do you think those foreign pet cats are better than our domestic cats? Those things were bred to be pets; they've long lost their ferocity."

"I fucking thought the cats from overseas might be a bit tougher, after all, those useless ones are twice the size of the one you chose!"

The bearded man grumbled as he stood up and touched the sofa again, asking in confusion, "Why is only this small area wet? Is it really not dried properly? Or has someone been here? Damn it, am I going to have another bad day?"

"Probably a mouse?"

The green-haired man waved his hand casually, saying nonchalantly, "It can't be human. I've been watching this area the whole time! If you're really free, come with me to the lottery shop and play a few games. Today, we're going to make a fortune!"

"Keep dreaming about becoming a millionaire!"

The bearded man didn't think much of it. He didn't even care about finding two cat hairs on his butt. He wiped his hands on the sofa, turned around, and walked out of the cabin: "I just don't believe in evil spirits. This time I'm going to buy that Egyptian breed. It can definitely bite your mutt to death!"

"Well, thank you for sending me the money, but you got it so easily, I guess you don't care, right? Haha..."

The green-haired man followed him out.

The two men went to check the warehouse again before leaving, chatting and laughing.

Lin Ge waited for a while before cautiously peeking out from the gap in the box under the ship's wheel, not far in front of the sofa.

The place was filthy and covered in grease, making him feel uncomfortable. But compared to what he had heard up close, the filth was nothing. This group was indeed involved in cat fighting gambling, and most likely, they were even in cahoots with drug dealers.

Otherwise, where in this world is there such an easy way to make money and not care about it at all?
This only expanded the drug trafficking team once again! In addition to Xie Laosan and Shouhou, the two direct participants in the drug trafficking, and Zhao Liang and Huzi, the two members of the cat-catching team, there was now the bearded man, the green-haired man, and a guy named Tietou. Adding to this the leaders and the people running the cat-fighting arena and providing security, the team had grown to at least a dozen people.

Amazing!
I wonder what Nie Guoqiang's expression will be when he hears this news.

As Lin Ge pondered this, he carefully slipped off the ship. Following the scent, he quickly found Zhang Ke lingering near the cruise ship. Perhaps out of concern for Lin Ge, Zhang Yong and Hu Zhengping had also arrived nearby beforehand.

(End of this chapter)