HLM – Chapter 864 A New Use for the Animal Farm

Having worked as a police officer for a long time, Wang Bo had developed some small tricks for dealing with criminals.

But it wasn’t his turn yet. Atulu, who had accompanied him, gestured for Wang Bo to step aside and said, “Boss, watch me—I’ll make him admit his mistake on his own.”

Wang Bo nodded. The large Māori man then stepped forward and asked the young man, “Do you really not remember what happened yesterday?”

The youth painfully nodded. “Yes… damn it, I’ve forgotten what happened! I only remember… I came from Oak City to here, and I was planning to… taste…”

“To taste the aroma of gasoline?” Atulu interrupted him. “If you’ve forgotten your past, let me remind you—you tried to steal fuel last night.”

The youth glared angrily. “Don’t slander me! That’s impossible!”

Atulu shrugged. “You probably don’t know, buddy. When police handle a case, we first preserve the crime scene evidence. That photo of you leaning over the RV’s sewage outlet? It’s on my computer.”

“In other words, if you don’t admit what you did, I’ll have no choice but to publish this photo in the newspaper and look for potential witnesses to tell me what you did. But I think many of you in this circle will understand: the ‘window-jumping prince’ tried to steal fuel from the RV for Simon’s sake, mistakenly took the RV’s septic tank for the fuel tank, and ended up knocked out by… well, feces and urine…”

He couldn’t help laughing at that point, and Wang Bo, Brother A, and the nurse nearby stifled their giggles.

The youth’s face turned pale. He pointed at Atulu. “Y-you, don’t… don’t mess with me! For God’s sake, stop!”

“I’ll see how you handle this first, then decide what to do. If you cooperate with me, none of this will happen,” Atulu said casually. He understood the psychology of small-time offenders because he had come up through the same path.

The Māori youth finally gave in, his face alternating between pale and greenish. He looked at Wang Bo and the others, then helplessly lowered his head. “If it’s just you here, I’ll tell the truth.”

Wang Bo nodded at Brother A, and together with the nurse, they left, leaving Atulu to take the statement.

The Māori youth hesitated when he noticed the police insignia on Wang Bo’s shoulder. “Chief, please stay too. I want to tell you the truth. Really, last night was my first time stealing fuel.”

Wang Bo smiled. “I believe you. But I’m not a judge—you need a judge to believe you.”

The youth despaired. “It really was my first time stealing fuel! Otherwise, I wouldn’t have mistaken the damn… damn septic tank for the fuel tank!”

Atulu nodded. “Alright, we believe you. Indeed, no seasoned thief would make such a mistake.”

Upon hearing this, the youth’s eyes reddened. He sniffled and said, “F-fuck… I… I’m really unlucky! Damn this world! I only took one breath! Oh shit! Shit! It smelled like shit…”

“You don’t need to describe it—we all understand,” Wang Bo said, feeling a bit sympathetic. “Did you inhale it into your mouth?”

He asked because the vomit contained some truly disgusting stuff.

The youth mournfully said, “I really don’t know. Believe me, I only took one breath! Just one, and then my consciousness went fuzzy.”

Atulu showed him the photo, enlarged it, and said, “You probably became hypoxic while unconscious and inhaled twice—look here, buddy, unlucky for you, the RV owner was lazy and hadn’t cleaned the septic tank for a long time.”

The youth stared in horror at the vomit in the photo. “What are these white things?”

Atulu looked at him sympathetically. “The doctor said they’re parasites. Those little white dots are parasite eggs…”

“Fuck—uhhh, aahhh…” The Māori youth bent over and started vomiting.

The case was clear. After the court review, it was filed. The Māori youth was sentenced to four months in prison for stealing gasoline.

Sheriff Smith happened to be at the courthouse. When he saw Wang Bo, he asked why he was there, and Wang Bo recounted the story like a joke.

The other police officers laughed almost to tears. Then Robert suddenly asked, “Wang, how do you solve cases so fast? Almost all cases in Sunset Town have been cracked, right?”

Wang Bo shrugged. “If I said I had the grace of God…”

“Don’t spout nonsense—we’re all materialists,” Sheriff Smith said.

A weak voice raised a hand: “Chief, I’m a devout Christian…”

Wang Bo laughed again. “Alright, alright. Honestly, most of my cases were solved with Zhuang Ding’s help. There’s also an outstanding police dog—you’d see how much easier work becomes.”

Several officers nodded in agreement. Robert eagerly asked, “Then, Wang, can you lend Zhuang Ding to us for a while? Damn it, Oak City has accumulated a bunch of theft cases.”

Wang Bo quickly shook his head. “No, Zhuang Ding won’t leave me.”

Sheriff Smith said, “You trained Zhuang Ding yourself? Then train our dog trainers—we’re terrible with police dogs.”

Wang Bo thought about it—Zhuang Ding’s skill came from his Level-2 Soul Heart, not training. If he lectured, he couldn’t explain it. Besides, the trainers were real experts—they’d immediately know Zhuang Ding wasn’t trained by him.

Luckily, Wang Bo was clever. He came up with the animal farm idea: “How about this—pick some police puppies, and I’ll train them for you?”

Sheriff Smith was delighted. “Wang, you’re our best friend at the Oak City Police Department!”

“I thought I always was,” Wang Bo said.

“Of course you are!” Robert said firmly.

Thus, the animal farm gained a new purpose. Over the weekend, a Labrador and a German Shepherd puppy were delivered.

Both were just over two months old. The Labrador was chubby with a permanently innocent and melancholic expression. The German Shepherd had upright ears and wide eyes, ready to pounce on anyone.

As the star police dog, Zhuang Ding was assigned to look after the puppies. They were too young to live independently; even their kibble had to be soaked before eating.

Seeing the bags of premium dog food, Wang Bo felt a pang of sympathy and patted Zhuang Ding’s head. “You’ve had it tough, boy. You’ve never eaten dog food before.”

Wang Bo opened a bag of dog food to sneak some for himself, but when he offered it to Zhuang Ding, the dog refused and flipped the bowl, looking utterly disgusted…

The two little puppies smelled the milk aroma of the kibble and immediately rushed forward.