Reborn Cat Sheriff

Chapter 27 It's said that the police often rummage through the trash.

The city's special task force never expected that their police dog would return empty-handed.

What was even more unexpected was that Nie Guoqiang still dared to boast under these circumstances, saying that his cat could do things that police dogs couldn't.

Everyone's attention was focused on Ringo, wanting to see what this cat was capable of.

Lin Ge was under immense pressure.

But what can he say?

Regardless, Nie Guoqiang is one of our own, so it's only right that we support him. Besides, these drug dealers are our mortal enemies, so it's equally important to do everything we can to send them to prison.

So even though Nie Guoqiang had set a difficult task, Lin Ge still had no choice but to step forward without hesitation. He was also very curious about how this group of people had managed to clean up all the traces so easily out of thin air.

"Mimi, I'm counting on you."

Zhang Yong chuckled and stepped aside, exposing Lin Ge to everyone's gaze.

"Wang?"

Beibei called out in confusion; it was the first time it had seen a cat during a group activity.

"What the hell are you yelling for!"

Lin Ge rolled his eyes and steadily walked into the center of the courtyard. He knew that what he had to do today was very complicated and extremely difficult. Because, like Bei Bei, who had returned empty-handed, he hadn't detected any unusual scents, at least not yet.

The entire courtyard was laid out before you, and the air inside was unbelievably clean.

It's like a wall that's been repainted; there's absolutely no stale smell, which is very obviously abnormal.

Lingo felt that Beibei must have noticed the situation as well, but it didn't know how to express it. In addition, the trainer's command was to look for scents rather than suspicious points, which left it helpless and empty-handed.

This is one of the problems with police dogs being attached to their officers; they have difficulty handling some complicated situations that require them to make their own judgments.

Lin Ge does not have this problem.

At least he didn't need to follow the police's detailed orders; he acted based on his own thinking and judgment. After finding the yard remarkably clean, Lin Ge decisively abandoned his attempts to search the yard and even the entire compound. Or rather, unless absolutely necessary and completely unable to find any clues, he would only resort to a gamble, searching the house for that tiny, almost unthinkable possibility that the perpetrator might overlook.

And now...

Lin Ge sniffed the air, then looked up and gazed toward the courtyard gate.

He decided to abandon the search for the suspect's scent and instead look for another unusual odor. Because 'cleanliness' itself is also a distinctive smell. Especially when he discovered that this 'cleanliness' extended outside, it became as clear to Lin Ge as a signpost. The unusually powerful odor-eliminating material used by the criminals was indeed effective, but its presence was as obvious as an incandescent light bulb, making it impossible to mistake.

Under the strange gazes of the police, Lingo turned and walked out of the courtyard.

"Huh? What's that cat doing?"

"Disobeying orders?"

Several police officers from the task force asked curiously, "Didn't you say the cat was going to come up? How did it run away?"
"Should we try to appease them?"

Wu Chun looked at Nie Guoqiang.

Nie Guoqiang shook his head, waved his hand, and led his colleagues from Zhanghe Police Station to follow Lin Ge: "It's obvious that Mimi has already made a discovery; the culprit left clues outside the house. Let's follow them and let Mimi lead us to it!"

The task force members still had some doubts, but the officers from Zhanghe Police Station, who had already witnessed Lin Ge's abilities, acted without hesitation.

Lin Ge sniffed as he walked, moving very quickly. The obvious absence of scent on the ground was like a long correction tape drawn on a painting; although it covered up the original marks, it was still very obvious in itself.

He didn't even need to rack his brains to analyze whether this smell or that scent was related to the case; he could simply follow the traces of alteration.

Even after leaving the yard, taking a small path, and walking more than fifty meters onto the dirt road, the traces of alteration became noticeably sparser. In other words, the person who did this lost patience after getting to this point and became perfunctory in applying the pesticide.

"Boss, there are bloodstains on the leaves over there," Zhang Yong called out to Nie Guoqiang.

He truly lives up to his ambition of joining the criminal investigation team; his eyesight is impeccable. While Lin Ge was focused on following the 'anomaly' to its destination, he had already discovered a trace of his opponent's oversight along the way. The bloodstain was hidden in some tall grass, practically invisible without close inspection.

"Send two people to collect evidence, and then notify the task force. Hmph! They dare to look down on our police station's 'police cats'? They've already found a clue!"

Nie Guoqiang felt a sense of relief, thankful that Lin Ge hadn't messed up or embarrassed him.

"Yes!"

Zhang Yong glanced at his cat, who had walked past the blood spot at the same height but seemed not to have noticed it at all.

Are you sure this wasn't just a lucky accident?
Lingo blushed slightly, but fortunately, as a cat, his blush was not noticeable.

Not noticing the bloodstains was indeed due to his carelessness—no, it was because he was too focused. In fact, the instant Zhang Yong pointed it out, he had already instantly detected the unusual smell of blood. Unfortunately, it was too late; he was clearly not professional enough.

"Have you found a clue?"

A group of police officers from the special task force rushed over and were overjoyed when they saw the dark bloodstains that Zhang Yong had pointed out.

It's not the lack of clues that's the problem, it's the absence of clues. As long as there are clues proving that this Fragrant Orange Island is indeed problematic, the worst that can happen is turning the entire island upside down. Problems that can be solved by simply putting in the effort are never really problems.

"What a wonderful cat!"

While his subordinates took photos and searched left and right, Wu Chun smiled and praised Lin Ge extensively.

Lin Ge blushed with embarrassment, feeling unworthy of the credit. He could only lower his head and continue sniffing forward, determined to regain the upper hand no matter what.

However... the further he walked, the worse Lin Ge's complexion became, and the more uncomfortable his nose felt.

The stench of decay, putrefaction, and an indescribable, nauseating smell wafted from ahead, growing stronger and stronger. He forced himself to endure the nausea and continued walking forward, eventually arriving near a garbage pit on Fragrant Orange Island where rotten oranges had once been piled up.

The intense, nauseating, and almost overwhelming stench of fermentation forced Lin Ge to stop. Ahead, he could see countless rotten oranges in various states—half-rotten, moldy, and a muddy mess—filling a massive natural depression at least forty or fifty meters in diameter, creating a horrible, muddy scene.

This thing couldn't have formed in a year or two. It can only be said that the islanders of Xiangju Island took the easy way out when dealing with moldy oranges and just happened to make use of this natural windbreak.

However... sheltering from the wind also reduces the rate of decomposition. The rotten oranges decompose more slowly, and over time, this slowly forms a terrible, seemingly inescapable, death-level swamp.

"Well……"

The police officers couldn't help but cover their noses and mouths; the smell here was simply too nauseating.

And seeing the cat bring them to this place made everyone's expressions even more grim. Because, without a doubt, they would now have to search for evidence in this cesspool-like environment. And this task could only be undertaken by them.

"vomit……"

The thought of stepping in feces made one of the young police officers want to vomit.

Nie Guoqiang and Wu Zun also looked unwell.

Although they had anticipated this kind of situation, and being experienced enough to search for evidence discarded by suspects in various strange places before, Nie Guoqiang had even guessed that such a cesspool existed on the island. However, no one liked this kind of filthy swamp where you never knew if you'd sink in headfirst. Not to mention the terrifying stench, almost murderous, that they could smell even before getting close, making it clear to everyone that fully enclosed masks and protective suits would be absolutely essential.

What time is it now?
The lingering summer heat is in full swing; the outdoor temperatures at midday and afternoon are deadly! In this kind of weather, temperature, and environment, coupled with fully enclosed clothing, it could truly be fatal! Furthermore, because it's on an island, many equipment are difficult to transport, further increasing the difficulty of the search and the workload of manual search. Keep in mind that this area is nearly six or seven hundred square kilometers; relying solely on manual digging… it's not something that can be cleaned up in a day or two.

"How to do?"

Wu Chun looked at Nie Guoqiang.

"What else can I do? As a policeman, do I have a choice? Don't forget where we met, the municipal solid waste treatment center in Huai City! We became friends by gesturing through the garbage mountain, and you were the one who pulled me out of the swill..."

Nie Guoqiang gave a wry smile.

(End of this chapter)