Let me see which unlucky person is here to tell fortunes today

He Xinghui drove very fast, and in just 20 minutes, he arrived at the place Ji Chu mentioned.

Looking at the tightly closed courtyard gate in the distance, he called out "Mianmian" loudly, but unfortunately there was no response.

[Oh my god, Mianmian won’t be gone, it’s been three days! ]

[Shut up and believe the host. If the host says Mianmian is fine, then she must be fine! ]

He Xinghui suppressed the urge to beat someone up and walked up and knocked on the door.

Seeing no one responded, he asked his brother with a hammer behind him to break the iron lock on the door.

Just then, a figure came from a distance, singing a little tune and holding two bottles of Erguotou in his hands. When he saw someone breaking the door lock of his house, he was so angry that he stepped forward to question them.

"Who are you and why are you breaking my lock?"

"Are you Feng Tao?" He Xinghui asked.

"Who are you and what do you want from me?"

After confirming that the man in front of him was the dog thief that Ji Chu had mentioned, He Xinghui kicked open the gate and saw Mianmian, who was tied with an iron chain under a sweet-scented osmanthus tree, with all the hair on his body shaved off, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

"Mianmian!"

He Xinghui was shocked and hurried forward to untie the cloth that was tightly tied around Mianmian's mouth.

The short brown-gray fur was covered in blood, and the wound looked even more serious than the one in the ruins in 08.

Seeing this, Feng Tao understood that the dog owner had come to his door.

However, as a habitual offender, he was not panicked at all, because as soon as he stole the dog back, he used a clipper to trim the dog's fur clean, with the aim of preventing the owner from recognizing his dog.

Even if the case is reported to the police, they cannot easily take the dog away if the dog owner cannot provide evidence.

"What? Mianmian? You've got the wrong dog. This is my dog. His name is Dazhuang!"

He Xinghui laughed: "You're just going to deny it, right? You're taking advantage of the fact that there is no animal protection law in the country and doing whatever you want?"

"Sorry, you hit a wall this time!"

After saying that, He Xinghui took out the certificate issued by the military dog ​​base when he adopted Mianmian, Mianmian's certificate as a retired police dog, the receipt for the 15 yuan he spent on adopting Mianmian, Mianmian's physical examination report, and the expenses for Mianmian's medical treatment and meals over the years.

"According to Article 264 of the Criminal Law of the People's Republic of my country, if the amount of theft is extremely huge or there are other extremely serious circumstances, the offender shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than ten years or life imprisonment, and shall be fined or have his property confiscated."

"Say that again, this is your dog!"

Feng Tao's face turned pale: "Police...Police dog?"

[Humph, he's obviously a repeat offender. Who would have thought that he stole a police dog this time! ]

[In my country, adopting retired police dogs is not free. The general cost is more than 10 yuan. If you encounter a rival bidder, the price will only be higher. Feng Tao has really hit a wall.]

"Woooo..."

Suddenly, Mianmian, who was being held by her friend, let out a low whimper. He Xinghui didn't bother to confront Feng Tao, and hurried to Mianmian and touched its big head.

"Mianmian, does it hurt?"

Seeing that He Xinghui's eyes were red, Mianmian stuck out her tongue and licked his hand.

"Hey, let's take Mianmian to the pet hospital first!"

He Xinghui took Mianmian and walked outside. Feng Tao licked his lips and stopped him at the door with a guilty conscience.

"Brother, I was wrong. Can you please not call the police? I just saw that the dog was untethered and thought it was a stray dog, so..."

He Xinghui looked at Feng Tao coldly: "Stray dog? Have you ever seen a stray dog ​​with a dog tag around its neck? You also know that there is a locator in the dog tag. Did you remove the dog tag and throw it away?"

Feng Tao was even more frightened: "Brother, don't, I was wrong. I really didn't expect your dog to be so expensive. How about this, I'll compensate you 2000 yuan and we can settle this privately, okay?"

He Xinghui's friend, Lao Qin, who recommended him to Ji Chu's live studio, couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "2000? My brother spent 20 to find Mian Mian, and you said 2000 to settle it privately. I'm so amused."

Feng Tao's face turned even paler. "2...20 yuan, how is that possible? Who would spend 20 yuan to buy a dog?"

Lao Qin rolled his eyes and said, "You are talking about this dog, but it was rescued during the 08 earthquake. My friend's family was dug out by this dog. Why isn't it worth 20 yuan?"

Feng Tao was shocked, as if his soul had been taken away from him: "In 08..."

[No, why did Feng Tao seem so shocked after hearing this? ]

[Did Zhendong Mianmian perform meritorious services, or is Zhendong Mianmian's worth high? ]

Ji Chu shook his head: "Neither, he was just shocked that the dog he stole saved his life!"

[Hmm? What does the host mean by this? ]

Ji Chu: "You might as well search for photos of the rescue scene from that year. There's a photo of Mian Mian digging the soil with blood all over her body."

[I...I found it, host, is this the one? ]

Ji Chu nodded: "This is the photo. The person who is buried in the rubble with only a pair of eyes exposed is Feng Tao!"

[Fuck, the gears of fate are turning. If the anchor hadn’t intervened, Feng Tao would have sold his lifesaver to a dog meat restaurant? ]

He Xinghui couldn't bear it anymore, and after handing Mianmian to Lao Qin, he punched Feng Tao!

"You bastard, you were rescued by a dog, but you still want to eat it, are you going to die?"

Feng Tao fell to the ground after being punched without any resistance. He stared at Mian Mian, looking at its wet eyes, and his thoughts suddenly went back to the past when he was trapped under the rubble. Just when he was in despair, a pair of bloody claws dug out a gap of hope for him.

How did he...how did he...just happen to steal the dog that saved his life by such a coincidence?

Ji Chu looked at Feng Tao who was standing on the ground in a daze, and said coldly: "Repaying kindness with enmity is the most despised by the way of heaven. The good deeds left by your ancestors have long been consumed by you two, father and son, stealing dogs for many years. It's time to get retribution!"

Just then, sirens sounded outside the yard, red and blue lights flashed, and six policemen got out of three police cars.

"Sorry, Mr. He, I encountered something on the way and was delayed for a while!"

The policeman explained, then looked at Feng Tao: "Feng Tao, your son..."

"What happened to my son?" Thinking of the retribution, Feng Tao immediately came to his senses and stood up.

"Your son stole a dog and was chased and beaten by angry villagers on his way back. He accidentally drove his car into a roadside electric pole, destroying the car and killing himself."

Feng Tao fell to his knees with a thud.

【What a death! 】

【This is called retribution in this life! 】

[If the top beam is not straight, the bottom beam will be crooked. Mianmian has saved Feng Tao once. If he had remembered the dog's kindness and given up eating the dog, how could his son follow his example and steal dogs! ]

【Cause and effect will always come true.】

[You greedy guy, the chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep you raise are not enough for you to eat. If that doesn’t work, why don’t you buy a dog and raise it yourself? You must have killed your son with greed, you deserve it! ]