The Civil Servant's Job is to Raise The Furries!-Chapter 83: Destroying the Illegal Fur Workshop
Xu Ying sped all the way to the vicinity of the Black Heart Fur Farm and parked her sand bike.
A Vulture Brother landed on the roof of her vehicle, helping to watch over it while scouting the surrounding area.
At this moment, the evening sky was half stained with dusk. Xu Ying glanced at her watch; it was almost eight in the evening.
Xu Ying equipped five sand rat informants with miniature cameras, a piece of equipment she had requested from headquarters.
In the course of repeated cooperative actions with the small animals, Xu Ying had learned to utilize tools in collaboration, achieving a synergy greater than the sum of its parts.
The last rodent-catching operation involved attaching walkie-talkies to animal leaders; now, it was about installing cameras on the sand rat agents.
Xu Ying fed them cookie crumbs and reminded them, "Remember, the most important thing is to find the location of the breaker and see if you can gnaw through the wires to disrupt their operations!"
[Got it, Chief!]
The five sand rat informants set off, dashing towards the location of the fur farm.
The footage from the miniature cameras would be transmitted via video, appearing on the app installed on Xu Ying’s tablet and phone.
Xu Ying stared intently at the five screens on her phone.
The screen revealed a scene of dirt-colored old houses, and as the sand rat agents approached, Xu Ying saw the scene inside the old houses, which could only be described as dirty, messy, and poor.
Inside the old houses, the lighting was dim, with a weak incandescent lamp illuminating. The walls were stained and cracked, making it hard not to suspect it was a dangerous building, cluttered with messy tools and dirty cages on the ground.
In each cage, there were snow foxes, snow cleaning weasels, caracals, and ear foxes... Deprived of their freedom, these creatures from nature had turned into pitiful puppets, scared out of their wits, trembling and awaiting death in despair.
From their appearance alone, these animals waiting to be slaughtered looked overly plump, round as a ball, unable to move, and had difficulty breathing.
The excessively obese fluffies exhibited various symptoms of discomfort, evoking sympathy from onlookers.
Near their dirty and messy cages, packaging bags of various additives were carelessly thrown on the ground.
To make the fur on the fluffies more premium, the fur farm merchants fed them all sorts of additives, causing them to become obese, with fur appearing glossier and fluffier.
These additives brought side effects to the small animals’ bodies, damaging their health, but this was clearly not within the fur merchants’ considerations.
The obese fluffies crammed into narrow, dark cages had become utterly lifeless, devoid of any vitality in their eyes.
Xu Ying felt her throat tighten and clenched her fists, an overwhelming sourness in her heart.
One Little Desert Rat seemed to have mistakenly entered the work area of the Black Heart Fur Workshop, dazed for a few seconds by the bloodstained floor and fur skins, then quickly fled.
Unluckily, as it was about to flee, it bumped into a group of people heading towards the work area.
It quickly found a place to hide.
The footage from the camera was shaky, indicating the Little Desert Rat was trembling with fear.
Each person carried a cage filled with fluffies, heading into the work area. Xu Ying counted nine people entering through the live feed.
Presumably, there were also people standing guard outside.
The fluffies brought into the work area sensed the bloodshed and terror, struggling and emitting sorrowful cries.
But to these executioners, whose hands were stained with blood, this scene was commonplace.
On the other side of the work area, several makeshift stoves held large pots, boiling unknown liquids, emitting steam like a witch’s cauldron.
The liquid in the pots was likely chemicals used for processing fur, making it appear smoother.
The fur merchants deftly grabbed the fluffies by their necks and pulled them from the cages, directly binding them with restraints.
Xu Ying noticed that these executioners showed no intention of administering anesthetics to the animals.
These cruel fur merchants chose to skin them alive to save the cost of anesthetics.
One could only imagine the immense pain the victimized small animals endured.
Meanwhile, in another scene, a Little Desert Rat was urgently searching for the breaker.
The filthy and messy conditions of the black workshop had at least one good point; the Little Desert Rat soon encountered a friendly rat buddy.
The rat buddy, upon hearing that the Little Desert Rat was there to rescue the animals, eagerly offered to lead the way.
Most of the fluffies raised in the animal workshop fed on small rodents, meaning the rats. The farm also raised white mice to feed the fluffies.
The native mice here, if caught unfortunately, would also become food for the fluffies, leaving them all commiserating.
Xu Ying watched as, on the main screen, the fluffies in the work area were being placed one by one on the workbench for skinning operations, bound by restraints.
The fur merchants wiped the metal tools used for skinning until the blade tip emitted a cold glow.
The fastest fur merchant picked up a skinning knife and had already cut along the snow fox’s back.
Xu Ying turned up her phone’s speaker to the maximum, prepared to play the sound of police cars, having the vulture carry it outside the work area to intentionally scare the snakes out of the grass.
Although this might alarm these illegal individuals, giving them a chance to escape, it was the best option at the moment.
Just as she instructed the vulture to carry the phone, the house lit by lamps suddenly plunged into darkness.
The screen on the tablet also turned pitch-black.
The power went out!
Xu Ying let out a sigh of relief, feeling elated that the Little Desert Rat succeeded!
With the sudden power outage, the employees in the work area of the fur farm had to stop their actions.
"Why did the power go out suddenly? Did this broken equipment trip again?"
"The boss is so stingy. We’ve long told him everything in the factory is outdated and needs replacement, but he refuses to change anything."
"Yeah, these chemicals are so harmful, and there’s not even an additional room to store them. It’s causing my rhinitis to act up."
It was apparent that the fur farm’s employees had many complaints.
"Alright, enough bickering, hurry and find the emergency power source. Finishing our work is what matters!"
"Oh, and make sure those two night guards stay on high alert, even if no one can find this place, it’s essential to maintain vigilance!"
Someone turned on their phone’s built-in flashlight and exited the work area.
With the mission honorably completed, the Little Desert Rats also slipped out of the fur farm under the cover of darkness.
Now with the power out, the danger has temporarily subsided, but with these people searching for an emergency power source, immediate action was still necessary.
Xu Ying toyed with the lighter in her hand, contemplating what to do next.
