The Civil Servant's Job is to Raise The Furries!-Chapter 104: The Pitiful Person

Xu Ying felt tense in her heart, she looked at the navigation map on the car’s central control screen: "Captain Chen, we’re on Highway 98 right now, it’ll take us about half an hour to get there. Can you buy us some time?"

For the convenience of tourists, there’s a direct highway from West Mountain Scenic Area to Desert Scenic Area, and Xu Ying’s team was using this highway to return to the desert, so it wouldn’t take long to reach Desert Scenic Area.

Chen Su: "I’ll try my best, hurry up and get here."

A few days ago, Xu Ying successfully helped West Mountain Police Station through remote communication with small animals. At this moment, she quickly said to the phone, "Captain Chen, I’ll give you a video call."

"Show me the scene first. How’s the Afghan dog doing now?"

—"Alright."

Chen Su clarified the situation, hung up the phone, and started a video call with Xu Ying via WeChat.

He switched to the rear camera, and Xu Ying immediately furrowed her crescent-shaped eyebrows upon seeing the scene.

In the video, an Afghan hound half as tall as a person was circling a slender middle-aged woman, as if guarding her, not letting her leave.

The dog emitted a low growl from deep within its throat, its voice full of menace, and its slightly bared teeth were sharp and white, gleaming with a cold light. When a large dog is docile, it looks like a big fluffy pillow, but when fierce, the pressure is intense and terrifying.

Blocked by the dog, the middle-aged woman had an oval-shaped face, long narrow eyes, and drooping eyebrows, giving her a kind and gentle appearance.

Her eyes were misty with tears, her face showing fear and trepidation, standing rigidly in place, daring not to move.

This middle-aged woman should be the nanny of Feng Yun’s household, Chen Su said the nanny’s surname is Bai, first name Cuiying, 52 years old.

Centered around this person and dog, a police line had been erected within a 50-meter radius, with quite a few onlookers gathered outside the line.

Xu Ying thought to herself, These people are really brave, daring to watch the commotion.

The right hand of the middle-aged woman was bloodied, yet wrapped in a white bandage, as if it had been simply dressed.

By her feet lay leftover bandages and medicine packaging.

A doctor in a white coat stood behind the police line; these medical supplies were likely thrown to the nanny by the doctor for simple dressing to stop the bleeding.

The nanny was holding a baby in her arms. The child seemed to sense danger and let out an uneasy cry.

The Afghan hound paced back and forth, baring its teeth at the nanny, occasionally letting out angry growls.

[You old witch, quickly hand over the little master!]

[Where exactly did you take the little master?]

Xu Ying understood the Afghan hound’s roar, her eyes squinted; this nanny must be up to something!

She quickly translated the Afghan hound’s roar for Chen Su.

"Captain Chen, the hound seems very anxious; the nanny must’ve done something this morning that caused the hound to retaliate."

"Is the child in her arms the employer’s child? Could the employer’s child have been kidnapped by her?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Su’s sharp brows furrowed, his sharp gaze directed at the nanny.

The nanny’s eyes drooped, appearing weak and pitiful, looking very miserable and tragic.

However, based on Chen Su’s experience in criminal investigations, one must never judge a person’s character based on appearance.

"I will contact the higher-ups immediately!"

Chen Su instructed his apprentice to hold the phone so that Xu Ying could hear the Afghan hound in real-time.

At this moment, a couple stood outside the police line, shouting at the Afghan hound: "Hunting Wind, why did you bite Aunt Bai?"

Hunting Wind was the name of this Afghan hound, its coat long and flowing, clearly receiving long-term meticulous care from its owners.

The male owner, Feng Yun, comforted: "Hunting Wind, you usually get along well with the little master and Aunt Bai, why did you suddenly bite someone?"

Upon hearing this, Hunting Wind bared its teeth at Feng Yun, letting out an urgent roar: [Fool, this is not your child, your child has been swapped!]

[The child in this old witch’s arms is her own grandson!]

Xu Ying’s pupils shrank, could this be a Prince and the Pauper situation?

The "apprentice" holding Chen Su’s phone was none other than Kong Cheng, the young officer blessed by bird droppings on the day of the fur farm bust.

At this moment, he was acting as a human phone stand, having many questions wanting to ask through the phone’s voice, but afraid of disturbing Little Xu Station Chief’s investigation, kept silent.

Xu Ying said to Kong Cheng: "Kong Cheng, I heard a crucial piece of information, the child in the nanny’s arms is not Feng Yun’s child, but her own biological grandson."

"Quickly tell Captain Chen, let him confirm with the Feng Yun couple the identity of the child in the nanny’s arms."

Kong Cheng was astonished at Xu Ying’s words, and promptly replied: "Alright, I’ll tell Captain Chen at once."

With Chen Su’s phone in his hand, Kong Cheng handed his own phone to his mentor for easier communication.

At this moment, he quickly borrowed a co-worker’s phone to call Chen Su.

Faced with Feng Yun’s advice, Hunting Wind was anxious, just wishing it could speak human words.

It knew if it left the nanny’s side now, it would be immediately caged, perhaps never able to find the little master again!

The male owner Feng Yun, seeing his earnest persuasion met with Hunting Wind’s fierce roar, shook his head in disappointment, already disheartened.

Despite having raised Hunting Wind from a puppy, now it had turned and bit someone, blocking them from leaving, causing social disturbance. There must be an explanation given to the injured party.

"Hunting Wind, stop blocking them, don’t hurt my child, okay?"

The female owner glanced at the police officers arriving with weapons, tears flowing anxiously: "Hunting Wind, quickly come back to me, otherwise you’ll be killed!"

She shouted to the police arriving, "Officer, can we have a little more time, Hunting Wind hasn’t shown further aggression, it hasn’t harmed the child, could there be another reason?"

Seeing armed officers ready, Bai Cuiying’s eyes flashed with joy, she clutched the child tightly, trembling as a sieve, tearfully pleading: "Officer, please save me, I’m really scared, my hand hurts so much, could I have rabies?"

"If I don’t get the rabies vaccine in time, am I beyond saving?"

Bai Cuiying’s words enraged the spectators, who began reprimanding the female owner.

"What kind of person is she, seeing her child is okay, she first cares about the dog’s life, doesn’t treat the nanny’s life as important!"

"The nanny’s hand is injured, yet she’s protecting the child tightly, and this is how she’s treated in return. Rich people are so cold-blooded and selfish."