Reborn Cat Sheriff

Chapter 589 Villa
Guan Er usually lived in a place called Yuehe Village Team 2 at the foot of Jingyue'an Mountain.

Yuehe Village's second team is small, with fewer than thirty households. Unlike typical villages that are built in a circle, Yuehe Village is constructed in a straight line along the river. In other words, all the villagers' houses are not intersected; they are simply lined up one after another from the village entrance to the end. Each house has a threshing ground in front and the riverbank behind, resembling a long, thin ruler. Guan Er's villa is located at the very end of the village.

Because it's located at the very back, ordinary neighbors and villagers don't usually come this way.

Furthermore, Guan Er had a bad reputation in the village. The villagers regarded him as a plague god and even blamed him behind his back for having a mentally challenged son, so they were even less inclined to pass by him. Even if they needed to go to the fields, everyone would rather take a detour than risk being inexplicably cursed and threatened by him. Guan Er even kept two large Tibetan mastiffs at home, which, looking fierce and menacing, further frightened people into not wanting to have any interaction with him.

When the sirens came, it was like a parade through the streets, having to pass by every single house, alarming everyone in the village.

When the police stopped in front of Guan Er's house, the people who came out and gathered together started talking about how Guan Er had finally gotten his comeuppance. They were all gloating and didn't treat Guan Er as a fellow villager at all.

When the police went to ask him why, he explained that Guan Er had inexplicably become a millionaire and made a fortune, yet he showed no regard for the lives of his neighbors in the village. Not only did they not offer advice on how to make money, but if someone urgently needed money from him, he would even verbally abuse them or make sarcastic remarks. This scoundrel's insults were utterly shameless and extremely offensive; he even referred to distant relatives with the same surname as their ancestors, showing absolutely no manners and treating his neighbors like human beings.

In addition to the simple-minded resentment towards the rich and Guan Er's notorious reputation, not only did no one in the village speak up for him, but they also took the initiative to come up to him and tell him about some of the bad things he had done and some infuriating details about his family.

"You mean... this house is where his mentally challenged son lives?"

The squadron leader, Wu Dapeng, turned around in astonishment, staring in disbelief at the drafty, leaky shack in the corner of the villa's yard that resembled a pigsty.

There was only one bed inside, the bedding so black that its original color was unrecognizable, and even the cotton wadding had become a thin, matted sheet. The floor of the room was covered with all sorts of garbage, and you could even see traces of feces and urine.

Looking at the doghouse across from the shack, which was tiled and lined with a thick down comforter, Wu Dapeng couldn't believe that Guan Er would treat his own son like this.

Even if that guy is an idiot, he shouldn't be living worse than a dog, right?

"This house used to be where Guan Er's father lived. Later, the old man passed away; we don't know if he died or what Guan Er did, but we never saw him buried. Then, not long after, Guan Er brought home a boy, claiming him to everyone as his son. As for who his wife was, no matter how much we asked, he wouldn't say. Actually, even though Guan Er had committed many sins, he would occasionally joke and laugh with us. It wasn't until the child was about two years old and still couldn't speak, even acting unusually simple-minded, that we realized the child was mentally challenged. After that, Guan Er changed; he became increasingly irritable and unreasonable, even leaving his son at home hungry every day..."

The old man, probably the village chief, shook his head as he spoke, seemingly sighing, or perhaps unable to bear it any longer.

“That child could only crawl on the ground until he was four or five years old. We felt sorry for him, so every noon and evening we would bring him some food through the crack in the iron gate of this yard, which helped him not starve to death.”

"In the end, our good intentions backfired! We helped him raise his son, and when he came back, he yelled at us and even smashed our windows. But after that, he went out less often and started cooking for his son properly. Then suddenly, he started building a big villa, and the child was temporarily left to live in this shack. But unexpectedly, after the villa was finished, the child wasn't brought in, and he's just been living here ever since..."

"Later, our relationship with Guan Er deteriorated, so we stopped coming this way to avoid seeing him. We only knew that Guan Er was living a life of luxury at home, but we had no idea what his situation was. Officer, what did he do to get arrested?"

"Oh yes, oh yes! If you've done something bad, don't let it bring trouble to us!"

Several villagers briefly recounted Guan Er's situation in Yuehe Village, but they knew nothing about the specifics of what Guan Er did, what he did at home each day, or who he had contact with.

Wu Dapeng asked a few more questions, but unfortunately he didn't get many valuable clues.

Guan Er has no one in the village he can talk to, and in recent years he has become even more reclusive and has no contact with outsiders.

His son, who had been kindly raised by the villagers, grew increasingly obese and malnourished. While not inherently bad-tempered, he lacked moral judgment and was completely subservient to Guan Er, even to the point of utter defiance. One day, an aunt who had once fed him greeted him, but Guan Er ordered his son to beat her severely, leaving her bruised and battered. Afterwards, Guan Er merely tossed her a few banknotes contemptuously before leading his son away.

Seeing that this fool had also become completely oblivious to right and wrong, everyone became even less willing to communicate with them, simply treating the villa as a den of beasts.

"Like father, like son; that's the truth throughout history. Alas! Guan Yu's father was no better; he stole and cheated all sorts of things, which is why God cursed their family and turned them into what they are today."

The old village chief shook his head and sighed, which was his way of summarizing the situation of Guan Er's family.

"Guan Yu's father?"

Wu Dapeng was taken aback, vaguely sensing that this old man who later disappeared might also have some problems. Unfortunately, given Guan Er's beastly nature, he probably disposed of him somehow. Finding him again was likely impossible.

Looking down again, Wu Dapeng discovered that Mimi had somehow gotten closer to him.

"Weren't you supposed to be searching inside the villa? Why are you slacking off here?"

Wu Dapeng bent down to hug Lin Ge, but Lin Ge dodged to the side. He hadn't finished listening to that interesting conversation yet; how could he let Wu Dapeng interrupt him like that?

However, they couldn't get any more information from the subsequent inquiries. The villagers didn't have a good relationship with Guan Er, nor did they have a good relationship with Guan Er's father back then. They didn't know what sins their family had committed, or even how Guan Er made a living.

Furthermore, when building the villa, Guan Er preferred to pay a high price to hire outsiders for construction rather than spend a little money to have villagers help with odd jobs. From then on, no one had any connection with Guan Er whatsoever.

Even the last bit of pity for Guan Yu's son vanished after he was beaten.

At this moment, the police officers who were investigating the villa also came out one after another, and judging from their expressions, they did not seem to have found anything of value.

"To put it simply, it's a doghouse made of gold."

A policeman shook his head at Wu Dapeng, describing the scene with a sigh: "Don't be fooled by the house's opulent exterior; the interior is also furnished with expensive, high-end goods. Unfortunately, it's a terrible place inhabited by a beast. He's completely unhygienic and unkempt. You wouldn't believe it if you didn't go inside. The house is littered with garbage and grease, even the toilet on the first floor is clogged and full of excrement. Those designer clothes are worn like they're free, tossed around everywhere, and cigarette butts are scattered all over the place. The kitchen is even worse—it's covered in garbage, and the cupboards are teeming with cockroaches and rats. It's disgusting enough to make you want to vomit."

"Even a doghouse is cleaner than this!"

Another policewoman, her face grim, glanced at the two Tibetan mastiffs locked in the doghouse and shook her head in disgust.

"Nothing was found related to the murder? No clues were found about anyone who had been in contact with Guan Er?"

Wu Dapeng was skeptical.

Because every human being inevitably socializes, at most people will group together based on their kind, and those they associate with are generally not good people.

Moreover, Guan Er is lazy and doesn't know anything about farming. He's so good at eating and doing nothing that he's made such a mess of his family. But at least he needs to eat and drink every day, right? Food and drink don't just appear out of thin air; they definitely need to be bought. If he doesn't buy them from the village, who else can he buy them from?

Following this direction, Wu Dapeng continued to ask other villagers.

Finally, a clue appeared: Zhu Yongdong, who ran a small shop in Group 1 of Yuehe Village next door, would ride his tricycle over every now and then to deliver things to Guan Er. He preferred to buy from outsiders rather than from the shop in his own village!

Wu Dapeng immediately ordered his officers to take control of the man named Zhu Yongdong. If they found him to be suspicious, they were to arrest him without hesitation!

The case has now become a massive one, spanning twenty years, with the number of murders increasing from single digits to double digits, and potentially continuing to rise. The police can no longer afford to be polite.

Zhu Yongdong was brought over very quickly.

When the police arrived, he was leisurely playing mahjong with a few villagers in the shop! When they brought him over, he looked completely bewildered. But when he realized their destination was Guan Er's villa, he seemed to suddenly understand.

This expression naturally did not escape the eyes of the police, and Wu Dapeng immediately began questioning him.

"What's so strange about that? I knew Guan Er was up to something! He doesn't farm or work, so where does his money come from? He eats and drinks the savvy stuff every day, and he drinks expensive liquor that costs hundreds of yuan a bottle. His money can't just fall from the sky, right? But officer, I have absolutely no connection with Guan Er! I just own a shop. He called me asking for something, so I delivered it to him. It's that simple. Oh, right! That bastard still owes me this month's bill! We settle accounts monthly, and he hasn't paid me this month! Officer, he's not going to get arrested, is he? Who should I ask for my money back?"

Zhu Yongdong became increasingly anxious as he spoke, and even his gaze towards Wu Dapeng carried a hint of reproach.

This person clearly knew that Guan Er was problematic and that the money on him came from unknown sources, but instead of reporting him to the police, he continued to treat Guan Er as a money-making opportunity, serving him good wine and food. He's a despicable person!
Wu Dapeng asked a few more questions, but didn't get anything of value from Zhu Yongdong.

But thinking about it, this guy was probably the person who had the closest contact with Guan Er in recent years, and he might have overheard something by accident at some point. So he didn't let Zhu Yongdong go, but instead ordered someone to take him back to the Municipal Bureau to assist in the investigation.

"Not done yet?" Lin Ge yawned boredly, because it wasn't his turn to take action yet.

Seeing that Li Siyu had gone inside the villa to search, Lin Ge curiously came to the doghouse and looked through the closed iron gate at the two long-haired Tibetan mastiffs inside. Their fur covered their eyes, and he wondered if they were hot in this season.

"..."

The two Tibetan mastiffs looked at Lin Ge on this side of the iron gate, without barking, just sitting quietly without moving.

Aside from barking twice in protest when the police first entered, they went back into their doghouse and remained silent. Even when the work outside was in full swing, the two dogs watched quietly, without exchanging a word with each other.

To be honest, dogs with this kind of personality are quite rare for Lingo.

When these two saw him, the king of cats, they didn't bow down or even wag their tails. Their willful attitude made Lin Ge a little curious.

Lin Ge looked at the doghouse again.

The exterior was tiled and decorated with dougong (bracket sets); the interior was painted white, though unfortunately the lower part was already smudged with dog hair. Underneath the two dogs were several dirty down comforters, and underneath those comforters seemed to be moisture-proof mats or something similar. Frankly, this stuff is less comfortable for dogs than cotton wool. I don't know if Guan Er has too much money to burn, or if he simply thinks this level of luxury is better for his pets.

Lin Ge cautiously moved closer, keeping a watchful eye on the two Tibetan mastiffs' movements while peering tentatively into the doghouse.

The doghouse was about two square meters, which wasn't small. Besides the resting area on the left with a down comforter, there was a litter box on the right, separated by a small archway. However, it seemed the litter box had never been cleaned, and the dogs were simply left to bury it and let the sand digest on its own; the smell inside was incredibly pungent and foul. From a distance, the stench wasn't too noticeable, but now that he was closer, Lin Ge couldn't help but frown.

There's a small door at the back of the doghouse at the end of the sandpit, specifically designed for cleaning up dog poop, but that damn Guan Er seems to have never cleaned it up.

Lin Ge felt he couldn't understand at all what kind of mentality this guy had in order to live.

"Wang!"

After Lin Ge had been peeking around for a while, the two Tibetan mastiffs seemed to finally accept his identity, raising their heads slightly and barking at him, their tails wagging perfunctorily.

"You scared me!"

Startled by the noise, Lin Ge quickly jumped out and carefully observed the two dogs for a while to make sure they were not aggressive before approaching them again.

"Haha~"

The two silly creatures had their mouths half-open and tongues sticking out, their eyes hidden in their fur seemingly staring unblinkingly at Lin Ge, but they just sat there obediently without making any move.

After looking around the doghouse for a while and confirming that it wasn't as luxurious and comfortable as his own cat shelter, Lin Ge casually crawled out.

"Wang!"

"Wang Wang!"

Seeing that Ling Ge was about to leave, the two Tibetan mastiffs became unhappy and started barking again.

"What are you yelling for! Someone will deal with you. Most likely, you'll be sent to the police dog unit to see if you're worth training. If not, good luck to you two stupid things bought by an unreliable bastard."

Ringo waved to them, signaling that they could be quiet.

"Wang!"

Seeing that Lingo had really left, the two Tibetan mastiffs finally became anxious. One of them kept barking at the iron gate, while the other turned around and went back into the doghouse to paw at it, as if trying to find something to lure the cat back.

‘Click! ’

The Tibetan mastiff carried something rather heavy to the cage door, then released it and pushed it out through the crack in the door with its foot.

"..."

The bright red color and square shape stunned Lin Ge, who turned around upon hearing the sound.

Attracted by the barking of the Tibetan Mastiff, the police officers who came over thought something had happened and were stunned when they saw a stack of red things on the ground in front of the doghouse.

"This is……"

Wu Dapeng had just finished his phone call when he turned around and saw a wad of cash on the ground. He didn't even need to count it to know it was a neat stack of ten thousand yuan, the bank seals still intact! But where did this money come from…?

Everyone looked at the two Tibetan mastiffs wagging their tails in the doghouse. The two silly dogs were overjoyed when they saw Lin Ge turn around.

The Tibetan Mastiff that threw the money out was quite clever; seeing that the trick worked, it quickly turned around and went back inside to continue rummaging. A moment later, it reappeared with a bundle of money in its mouth, but this time it didn't let go; instead, it kept shaking its head at Lin Ge while holding the money in its mouth.

“I ￥%@…￥”

Wu Dapeng launched into a tirade of curses, not even knowing what he was saying. Apparently, after searching for so long, the items were all hidden in the doghouse?
Guan Er, are you an idiot?

The police, finally realizing what was happening, rushed forward to try and drive the two Tibetan mastiffs away before conducting a thorough search of the interior.

"Wang!"

The two dogs were startled by the police officers' actions and immediately adopted an aggressive posture, barking fiercely.

If I anger them, will I get bitten?
Or should we just kill him?

The policeman running in front quickly stopped and turned around to ask Wu Dapeng for his orders.

"Mimi!"

Knowing Lin Ge's abilities and its good relationship with the police dogs in his department, Wu Dapeng should have just called for Lin Ge to handle the matter.

"Mimi..."

Li Siyu looked at Lin Ge with concern, momentarily reluctant to let it go over. Even though she had a good relationship with police dogs in various places before, these two dogs were different; they were Tibetan Mastiffs! Who knew if they might suddenly swallow Mimi whole?

"It's okay!"

Lin Ge turned around and shook his head at Li Siyu, then slowly walked towards the two Tibetan mastiffs.

Clever little guys, you've really done a great job this time! With this achievement, your lives are definitely safe, and you might even be able to find a good place to continue enjoying life in the future.

Gee!

(End of this chapter)