Chapter 49: Miss Jiang Has a Clue

Little Mo Yan told Jiang Yuan, "It's very remote there. Yan saw them locking up many dogs. Inside, there was an enclosure made of blue sheet metal, and many people were there watching two dogs fight."

"There were also humans holding whips, striking dogs in another area. Several dogs had wounds on their bodies, bleeding... it looked so painful..."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan understood instantly. "It's not dog meat traffickers; it's a dogfighting ring."

But those stray dogs and pets clearly had no fighting instinct.

A dogfighting ring? Neither Little Mo Yan nor Tutu understood the meaning of the term.

Tutu barked urgently, "Yuan Yuan, what is a dogfighting ring?"

Jiang Yuan said in a heavy voice, "A dogfighting ring is a place where two dogs are put together to fight to the death so that people can bet on the winner."

Tutu trembled all over in fear. "Will... will they die...?"

"Yes!" Little Mo Yan suddenly remembered something else she hadn't said. "Yan saw them dragging a dog that was covered in wounds and motionless into a very cold room, and they called someone to come collect it."

Jiang Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, her voice turning cold. "So, they also sell those unfortunate dogs that pass away to dog meat traffickers."

This time, there was no need to explain "dog meat traffickers"; Tutu understood. Its ears drooped powerlessly, tears welled in its eyes, and it let out a low whimper.

*Are my little companions still alive...*

Jiang Yuan frowned slightly and asked again, "Little Mo Yan, did you see where they put the eggs?"

Little Mo Yan: "They put the eggs in a cage. It's very crowded in there, and there are other dogs. A yellow-haired human said they would train them for a while."

"I see." Jiang Yuan lowered her eyes, having already formed a suspicion.

Dogfighting is bloody and cruel, causing immense harm and high mortality rates among dogs. To maintain a continuous supply of fresh fighting dogs, dogfighting rings reach out their evil hands toward stray dogs and pets with utter madness.

As night deepened, Jiang Yuan adjusted her anxious mood, settled Little Mo Yan and Tutu, set her alarm for seven in the morning, and went to her room to sleep.

When the alarm rang, Jiang Yuan's eyes snapped open.

Deng Rui was preparing breakfast and was surprised to see her up at this hour. "Why so early today?"

"Morning, Mom. I have some things to take care of today." After saying this, Jiang Yuan took her clothes and went into the bathroom.

Deng Rui poured freshly squeezed, steaming soy milk into a cup.

After Jiang Yuan finished washing up and changed her clothes, she heard her speaking.

"Did you get any news last night?"

"I did." Jiang Yuan nodded.

Deng Rui said nothing more, only: "Drink your soy milk and youtiao before you head out."

After drinking half a cup of warm water, Jiang Yuan finished the soy milk in one go.

Seeing her drinking so hurriedly, Deng Rui guessed she might be in a rush. She picked up a kraft paper bag and put two pieces of youtiao inside. "Take these to eat on the road."

Jiang Yuan looked at her, and a flash of a certain image suddenly crossed her mind.

When Deng Rui had packed youtiao for her to eat on the road, she had been extremely disdainful, throwing the youtiao into the trash and saying it was food for paupers. She claimed she was a little princess and wanted to eat baguettes with cream soup.

Jiang Yuan had frowned then, not understanding what was so good about baguettes when youtiao was clearly more fragrant.

She reached out to take the youtiao Deng Rui was handing her, but her palm uncontrollably slapped the food onto the floor.

Deng Rui stared at her in shock.

Jiang Yuan herself didn't know what had happened.

She clearly intended to catch the youtiao; how did it turn into slapping it away?

A layer of misty moisture gradually gathered in Deng Rui's eyes. Her expression showed hurt, and her lips trembled slightly. "Yuan Yuan, you..."

"Mom..." Jiang Yuan's voice was tinged with panic. "I'm sorry, my hand slipped just now."

She hurriedly knelt down to pick up the youtiao from the floor, a look of confusion flashing across her brow.

"If it's dirty, don't bother with it." Deng Rui's voice carried a faint, suppressed sob as she feigned calmness. "I'll get you new ones."

"It's fine, it's fine, I can still eat it." Jiang Yuan took a bite of the youtiao and walked to the entryway to change her shoes.

She opened the door, and Tutu was the first to walk out.

Before closing the door, Jiang Yuan left a sentence: "Mom, I'm leaving. I won't be back for lunch."

Deng Rui walked to the balcony, watching her daughter's slender figure. Her brow was tightly furrowed, her face filled with deep concern.

**

At the Public Security Bureau.

As soon as Jiang Yuan appeared, Meng Xiaokai noticed her and proactively stepped forward to greet her. "Good morning, Miss Jiang. Are you here to see the Chief?"

"Morning." Jiang Yuan's expression was calm, her tone indifferent. "I'm here to report a crime."

Hearing this, Meng Xiaokai's expression instantly turned serious.

Half an hour later.

Jiang Yuan sat in the office of Bureau Chief Lou Qinglin.

Lou Qinglin, now in middle age, had a sturdy and upright build like a pine tree. His hair was short and neat, and beneath his thick eyebrows were wise eyes that seemed capable of seeing through all the lies and evils of the world.

He looked at Jiang Yuan, a gentle smile appearing amidst his resolute features. "Miss Jiang, it is finally an honor to meet you today."

Lou Qinglin knew well that Jiang Yuan had assisted the police in solving several cases.

Although the cases were not extremely difficult or complex, her outstanding ability at such a young age suggested limitless potential that could not be underestimated.

Facing the steady and serious Lou Qinglin, Jiang Yuan actually felt a bit nervous deep down. She pursed her lips and said softly, "You flatter me, Chief Lou."

After a brief exchange, Lou Qinglin withdrew his smile, his expression becoming professional as he got to the point. "We have indeed received many reports from the public recently regarding pet dogs being stolen or snatched by criminals."

"We take this very seriously and are conducting a full investigation to find a breakthrough." Lou Qinglin shifted his tone and looked at the young girl before him. "Do you have a lead, Miss Jiang?"

"Yes." Jiang Yuan's expression was solemn. "A few stray dogs I am close to were captured. Last night, we specifically went there..."

Lou Qinglin was stunned.

Although he knew she possessed extraordinary abilities, hearing her words still felt unbelievable.

The dogs actively rushed out to act as bait?

And she even had Yanzi follow them all the way?

And Yanzi came back to tell her there was a dogfighting ring there?

Lou Qinglin pursed his lips, momentarily unsure of how to organize his words.

After a full minute of silence, he finally asked, "Miss Jiang, can you understand what Yanzi says?"

"Yes." Jiang Yuan nodded gently. "We found the location of the dogfighting ring because she led the way for us."

Lou Qinglin said hesitantly, "Though it might be a bit intrusive, could you demonstrate this for us, Miss Jiang?"

Knowing his concerns, Jiang Yuan agreed directly. "I can."

The window of Lou Qinglin's office happened to face a cluster of trees, where a bird sat quietly on a withered branch.

Jiang Yuan stood up and walked to the window. Her gentle gaze fell upon the bird, and she called out softly, "Little Mo Yan."

Little Mo Yan flapped its wings and flew toward her. "Yuan Yuan, can we set off now?"

Jiang Yuan smiled. "Not yet. Chief Lou wants to test the rapport between us."