Reborn Cat Sheriff

Chapter 209 Utterly Inhuman (Fourth update of 10,000 words, fifth update today)
"Ow!"

Lin Ge roared without any hesitation.

"Wang!"

"Wang Wang!"

Upon receiving the signal, the police dogs immediately began barking at the person in charge.

The commotion caused by the cats and dogs was quickly noticed by the police.

Upon closer inspection, they discovered that a group of police dogs and that unusual cat were all targeting the same person. Their first reaction wasn't to offer help or anything like that; instead, they immediately added the pig farm manager to their list of prime suspects.

Two police officers reached for their batons at their waists and cautiously approached the man. "What are you doing? Where are you going? Are you carrying anything?"

"I...I just went to use the restroom..."

The pig farm manager, on the verge of tears, said with a mournful face, "I...I didn't bring anything! Could you please keep these dogs away from me? I'm a little scared. Also...I'm not a murderer, I'm innocent..."

"Stand still, arms outstretched!"

After warning his companions, the policeman approached the pig farm manager and began searching him.

He quickly pulled a cell phone, a wad of toilet paper, a bunch of keys, dozens of business cards, some cash, and a crumpled red envelope from his pocket.

As the police slowly unfolded the red envelope, the pig farm manager's face visibly darkened. Lin Ge, witnessing this, immediately understood. Connecting the banknotes, which carried the suspect's scent, with the red envelope, the target was easily identified.

"ginger?"

Upon seeing the words on the red envelope, the policeman's expression immediately turned serious, and his eyes sharpened. He looked up and stared intently at the person in charge, saying, "This red envelope, did Jiang give it to you? Why did he give you a red envelope, and what's inside?"

"Yes...it's a thousand yuan, just what you put over there. And...the red envelope wasn't given to me by Jiang, but rather..."

At this point, the person in charge dared not hide anything anymore. Pointing dejectedly to the pile of banknotes, he said helplessly and conflictedly, "The writing on this red envelope must be Sha Dan's, right? He's on good terms with Jiang, so he's trying to use connections to get things done for Jiang..."

"Didn't you say you didn't know who Jiang was on good terms with?"

The police officers who rushed to the scene were furious. This bastard's words had ruined all the hard work they had just done.

"Isn't this because I don't want to cause trouble for myself?"

The pig farm manager turned his head away awkwardly.

"One thousand yuan..."

Money is now the most pressing issue for everyone present. A thousand yuan isn't a lot of money, but for a laborer without even a salary to come up with it is suspicious. Where did he get the money? And why are the money and the red envelope making the cat wary?
Without a doubt, two originally unrelated clues suddenly came together.

"That idiot took the 50,000 yuan that Jiang had left behind after the murder, and he was even on good terms with Jiang! So... could he be the one who dismembered the body?"

The two policemen exchanged a glance and then looked at the idiot who was squatting in the corner, watching the commotion like everyone else.

He was grinning foolishly, his eyes looking simple-minded; he didn't look like a murderer at all.

Just in case, everyone should keep a close eye on him.

The person in charge, along with several police officers, summoned Lin Ge and two police dogs, and together they went to the idiot's residence.

It was a dilapidated mobile prefabricated house with severely rusted doors and windows. Behind it was a septic tank, so much so that the surrounding area and even the house itself reeked of a strong stench.

When Lin Ge walked over feeling unwell, he discovered that the door to the small house wasn't even properly closed. Pushing the door open a little and crawling inside, he unsurprisingly saw banknotes scattered haphazardly under the bed.

Many of the banknotes were even bloodstained, the printing illegible. However, the stench of dried blood was completely masked by the overwhelming, almost terrifying, stench in the small room, to the point that Ringo couldn't detect it.

As for whether others will find out?

This room is located in the most remote corner of the pig farm, with a septic tank right behind it. Furthermore, there's no running water or electricity nearby, and nobody cares whether the mentally challenged person needs to bathe or clean themselves. Therefore, it's highly unlikely that anyone other than the mentally challenged person would ever come into this room.

The fool just carelessly threw tens of thousands of yuan in cash on the ground, and it's only now that it's been discovered for the first time.

Everyone was silent, including Ringo.

Several police officers quickly subdued the mentally challenged man, who didn't struggle at all, watching with amusement as the police handcuffed him. He wasn't angry as the police pushed him towards them, and even the unbearable stench didn't bother him. He just chuckled as he arrived at his doorstep, only frowning slightly when the police stopped him from going in. He seemed ready to fight back but held back. "A mentally challenged man who knows how to endure?"

Ringo noticed this detail; the fool's subtle muscle movements had not escaped his notice.

"What's your name?"

"..."

When questioned, the fool remained silent. He only tugged at his shoulder, trying to break free from the police's restraints, and then stared at the red banknotes scattered all over the room, making a series of "Ahhh, Ahhh" noises.

Lingo realized once again that even a fool could express thoughts and ideas. He just couldn't speak, so others couldn't understand his thoughts and expressions—that was all. He was simply foolish, not demented, not as stupid as he had previously suspected.

The police naturally understood this as well, and became even more wary of the fool.

Do you know Jiang?

"Ah! Ahh!"

As expected, the fool nodded with a smile. He was still gesturing with his hands, but unfortunately, the handcuffs made it impossible to understand what he meant.

Lin Ge also recalled that when he first arrived at the pig farm, the farm manager had asked Jiang to bring the mentally challenged man out. He had said, "Little Jiang, go and bring your brother out..."

At the time, I only used "younger brother" as a title, but now that I think about it, I was indeed neglecting a fool.

Anyone with half a brain would have become the second suspect and been apprehended the moment Jiang's identity was exposed. Instead, he's been left standing there, watching the spectacle unfold for so long, completely unrestrained.

Ok.

Anyone with a brain would have taken the opportunity to slip away long ago. Only someone with a stupid mind would stay put, watching the spectacle only to end up getting themselves involved.

But... this raises another question! Was the idiot really the dismemberer? It's certain he took the money. But how could an idiot dismember a body and even know to throw a part of it into the deep mountains?
There is no doubt that there are still problems.

Either Jiang is lying, or the fool's behavior is an act, or... no way! If there's a third party involved, Lin Ge feels he'll go crazy. How come this thing is like a Russian nesting doll, with more and more appearing, countless in number?
"I did it!"

Surprisingly, Jiang confessed when he saw the mentally challenged man being arrested.

Looking at the police officer in front of him, he said calmly, "Murder, dismemberment, it was all me! The reason I didn't tell you before was because I didn't want to involve my brother. I sent him to collect the money, hoping he could live comfortably on it. Heh... too bad a fool is a fool, he can't even hide money properly! I disdain pinning the murder and dismemberment on this idiot, there's no point in hiding it now..."

Jiang's expression was calm and composed, surprisingly so.

"Your brother?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

"My own younger brother!"

Jiang didn't refute, but just sneered, "It's a pity he's an idiot, so I have to work hard to support him. I thought this money would make his life more comfortable in the future, but now it seems an idiot is an idiot, giving him money is useless."

His confession delighted the police, who quickly pressed for more information: "Where did you kill the victim? How did you transport him to the disposal site? You said you did it alone, so where are the tools you used to dismember the body?"

"Location? Heh... just the public restroom at that intersection. I ran into him while using the restroom, and it was a quick stab. That guy was a coward like a rabbit, yet he still dared to glare at me. He asked for it." Jiang said coldly, "Anyway, basically no one around here will come, so it doesn't matter how I do it. I found a pork bag, hung him on the back of my motorcycle, and rode straight into the mountains. As for dismemberment... do I need anything? A knife is enough!"

Jiang's contemptuous tone angered everyone, but they could only suppress their anger and continue to press for answers.

"Where's the knife? Where's the bag that held the body?"

"The knife? It was in that processing room over there. I don't remember which one it was. Anyway, they chopped up people and then pigs, so it didn't matter. The bag was the same; it was either half a pig or a whole pig, and someone bought it. I didn't even remember who it was..."

The crowd's faces grew even paler, and some even began to feel nauseous, afraid to think any further.

I just hope that bastard washed it off with water at least a tiny bit! Otherwise...

vomit……

One of the policemen couldn't help but bend over and vomit.

Even Lin Ge couldn't help but shudder. Holy crap, could all that meat he'd been eating these past few days...?

(End of this chapter)