Liu Handong knew that this was a dog that had escaped from a dog butcher shop. He had narrowly escaped death and was in shock, but he still believed in humans. He knelt down and stroked the dog's head, slowly untied the wire that tied the dog's mouth, and said: "Dog, come back quickly.
Go home."
I stood up and continued to pee. After I finished urinating, I returned to the road. I started my motorcycle and was about to move forward when I heard movement behind me. When I looked back, I saw that the dog was following me.
Liu Handong turned the accelerator and the motorcycle drove off. In the rearview mirror, he saw the dog limping along, its figure getting farther and farther away, and it seemed to be whimpering.
"I'm sorry, I can't even support myself or take care of you." Liu Handong muttered silently, and continued to drive the motorcycle for a few dozen meters. He suddenly braked to a stop, turned around and drove back.
"Dog, get in the car." Liu Handong said.
A scene that surprised Liu Handong occurred. The dog actually understood human speech. It stood up on its hind legs and clasped its front legs as if to thank Liu Handong for saving his life. Then it jumped into the carriage and sat upright.
"It's quite humane." Liu Handong got on the motorcycle again and drove back to Tiezha Street. When pushing the cart into the yard, Sister Zhang poked her head out from the balcony on the second floor and said: "Dadong is back, come to Sister's house.
One trip.”
Liu Handong went upstairs, with the dog still following him. On the dining table in Sister Zhang's room on the second floor was a large bowl of dumplings and several pairs of socks and shorts.
"You haven't eaten yet. Sister left you dumplings and these socks and trousers. They are not for sale. You can wear them." Sister Zhang is a country woman, enthusiastic and straightforward. When she saw the big dog behind Liu Handong, she clicked her tongue.
He said, "Did you pick up this dog? It weighs dozens of kilograms. Why not sell it to a dog meat restaurant for two yuan a kilogram."
The dog seemed to understand her words, whined in its throat, and huddled on the ground.
Liu Handong said: "This dog ran away from the dog meat restaurant. How can we send it back? It will save its life after all."
Sister Zhang said: "That's right. Go up and have a rest. You've been tired for most of the day."
Liu Handong carried the dumplings up to the fourth floor and ate two. When he saw the dog looking at him pitifully, he picked up one and threw it over. The dog caught it deftly and swallowed it in one bite. It licked its mouth with its long tongue and its eyes were greedy.
Looking at the dumplings in the bowl.
He threw another one to it, but the dog still swallowed it in one gulp. Liu Handong guessed that this bowl was not enough for him to give him teeth. After thinking about it, he took out the last change on his body and said, "I'm going downstairs to buy something, so don't eat it secretly."
."
After saying that, I went downstairs to the small supermarket across the street and bought a pack of off-brand ham. When I came back, I saw the dog sitting obediently with a lot of dumplings.
"You're really obedient." Liu Handong opened the package and fed the ham sausage to the dog. The dog ate it with relish.
"I'll give you a name, let's call it Wangcai."
Wangcai snorted twice, as if protesting against this vulgar new name.
…
Song Shuang is going crazy because he lost Coco!
Coco is a Scottish shepherd dog. He was brought in to feed him as soon as he was weaned. This dog is very humane. In a sense, he is almost a member of the Song family. But he didn’t see it for a minute. The dog was in broad daylight.
It has been lost for more than twenty-four hours.
After Song Shuang's search failed, she reported the crime as soon as possible. At first, the police at the police station gave her a perfunctory response, saying that they would not handle matters like lost dogs and that even missing persons could not be investigated. There was no police force to help people find dogs.
Song Jianfeng has always taught her daughter not to use her own name to do things outside. Song Shuang never publicizes her family background. But this time she really had no choice. She took out the pass for the family compound of the Provincial Public Security Department and told the police,
His father is the director of the Provincial Public Security Department, and this dog was a gift from his father.
The matter became serious. The entire police station immediately took action and retrieved the surveillance video of the dog-losing neighborhood for investigation. However, nothing was found. Dogs are different from people and are easy to hide. If a dog thief hides it in a car, it will not be visible at all.
The director comforted Song Shuang and said he would try his best to find her and then sent a police car to take her home.
After returning home, Song Shuang mobilized friends from the Small Animal Protection Association to search the city's dog markets, because Ke Ke was an authentic Su Mu and was expensive. If he had been kidnapped by dog dealers, he would have been sold on the market.
Feeling uneasy after thinking about it, Song Shuang called his father again and asked him to help.
Unexpectedly, Song Jianfeng severely criticized his daughter and reprimanded her for not wasting police power to find the dog. After a fierce training, Song Shuang burst into tears. She was already twenty-one years old and could understand her father's approach. Her father was a criminal police officer and had a professional background.
He is very capable, but not very good at politics. How many pairs of eyes are staring at him? If it is revealed that the daughter of the director of public security has used many public resources to find her own dog, how much trouble may it cause.
So Song Shuang decided to find it herself, and she dialed Wang Xing's number.
"Shuangshuang, do you have a problem with me?" Wang Xing's hearty voice came, making Song Shuang's nose sore again: "Uncle Wang, Coco is lost."
"Coco is lost. When did it happen? Did you call the police?" Wang Xing's voice immediately became serious.
"I called the police, but it was of no use. I want to entrust Uncle Wang to help me find Coco."
"Is there a GPS chip in the collar?"
"I haven't had time to pretend yet."
"That's troublesome. Let's do this. Send me a photo of Coco and I'll start looking for it right away."
Putting down the phone, Wang Xing walked around the office. It was easy to find people, but it was not easy to find a dog. Animals can't talk. Besides, children who are kidnapped and trafficked usually have a home. If a dog is lost, it may be skinned and eaten.
Even if you can find it, it's useless.
Suddenly the phone rang again, it was a Beijing number. Wang Xing answered it and it turned out to be Song Jianfeng calling.
"Wang Xing, my dog is lost at home. Coco is very sad. Please help me find it." Song Jianfeng's voice was a little tired.
"Yes, I have accepted Shuangshuang's commission."
"Try your best and pay attention to the impact." Song Jianfeng hung up the phone.
Wang Xing received a photo from Song Shuang on his mobile phone. Coco was a Scottish shepherd with a beautiful coat. No one with a right mind would sell it to make dog meat soup.
Let’s mainly conduct the investigation based on the pet market in this city.
…
There were still some alcohol cotton balls and iodine left at home. Liu Handong helped Wangcai treat the wounds. This dog was extremely smart and knew the intentions of its new owner. Although it was very painful, it lay still and had many wounds on its body.
It was horrifying to see dirt, sand, blood, and flesh turning out. Liu Handong cleaned it bit by bit, applied iodine, and worked for an hour to get it done.
Liu Handong found another broken bowl with a chip and used it as a water basin for Wangcai, poured some water into it, then lay down on the bed and said, "Go to sleep. I'll get up tomorrow and take you back to your home."
Wangcai barked excitedly, and he understood.
The next morning, Liu Handong vaguely felt that someone was licking his face. When he woke up, Wangcai was looking at him eagerly. He jumped up and looked at his phone. It was only five o'clock.
"Wangcai, you are too anxious." Liu Handong got up, put on clothes and shoes, washed up, and went out for morning exercise. Wangcai limped behind him, wagging his tail, jogging along the empty iron slag street with one man and one dog.
Suddenly Wangcai started whimpering and stopped walking. Liu Handong looked and saw that there was a dog meat restaurant in front of him. The air was still filled with the smell of blood. For Wangcai, this was the eighteenth level of hell.
"Go back." Liu Handong said. He walked back with the dog and bought two meat buns. The buns all went into Wangcai's dog's belly. He touched his body and found that he only had two dimes left, which was not enough to buy a newspaper.
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The owner of the roadside newsstand was stacking up the morning newspapers that had just arrived. On the eighth page, there was a dog search message, offering a reward of 10,000 yuan to find a Su Mu named Coco.
There was a photo in the newspaper of a beautiful shepherd dog with gorgeous coat, which looked nothing like Wangcai who was covered in iodine.
At dawn, there were more people going to work and school. Liu Handong returned to No. 108 with Wangcai, when he met the charterer's daughter coming out. This girl was dressed very hot, and she had a cigarette in her mouth early in the morning.
Seeing Wangcai, his eyes lit up. He squatted down to play with the dog, revealing his long white waist and butt, and his thong was vaguely visible.
"This dog is Su Mu. It's very expensive. Where did you get it?" The hot girl looked at Liu Handong and knew that he was a tenant on the fourth floor of her house.
"Picked it up." Liu Handong said.
"Sell it to me, I'll give you three hundred yuan." The hot girl gestured and took out her wallet.
"Not for sale." Liu Handong said.
"Did you steal this dog?" The hot girl stood up, flicked the ashes from her cigarette, crossed her arms and squinted at Liu Handong.
"Picked it up." Liu Handong repeated.
Another tough young man walked out of the yard. He was the son of the landlord and the eldest brother of the hot girl. He was taller than Liu Handong, at least 1.88 meters, and he had a strong back and a strong waist.
"Brother, what do you think of this dog? Su Mu," said the hot girl.
The tough young man said: "What the hell is a mangy dog?"
The hot girl said: "You know what a dick! This is a famous dog. I bought him for three hundred yuan, but he still won't sell it."
The tough young man looked at Liu Handong: "Three hundred yuan is enough, how much do you want?"
Liu Handong still said the same thing: "I won't sell it."
The tough young man stared at Liu Handong without saying a word, while the hot girl smoked a cigarette as if nothing had happened, waiting for his brother to get angry.
Liu Handong looked at the other party calmly. The landlord's son was very fierce and burly, and he should have strong resistance to fighting. If you fight with such a person, you must solve it quickly and defeat the enemy with one move. But if this is the case, you will not be able to live in Tiezha Street.
, because the other party will either die or be injured.
Wangcai felt threatened and huddled behind Liu Handong while whimpering.
After a while, the tough young man became discouraged and said: "You can do it." He walked to the door of his garage and pushed out a Kawasaki road racing motorcycle. The hot girl climbed on and put on a helmet, and pointed her middle finger at Liu Handong: "Go to hell.
Come on you."
Liu Handong smiled and waved his hand, and took Wangcai upstairs. As he walked, he said, "Wangcai, your behavior just now was very ungrateful and not like a man. Don't eat lunch today."
Wangcai whined twice in protest.
On the congested iron slag street, the Kawasaki 400 was moving slowly. The hot girl lay on her brother's back and asked: "Brother, why don't you beat him?"
The tough man said: "This kid is not easy to mess with. Didn't you listen to what mom said? Didn't something happen to our family half a month ago? Guns were fired and several people died. Now the house can't be rented out."
The hot girl opened her mouth wide: "He did it?"
The road ahead opened up, but the tough man didn't answer. He turned the accelerator, and the motorcycle roared and sped away.
…
In the family area of the Public Security Department, Song Shuang stayed up all night, sitting in front of the computer and following local forums and Weibo. She mobilized a large number of classmates to help her find a dog. She also posted a post on the local pet forum and retweeted it thousands of times on Weibo.
, newspapers also published information about the dog search, and even offered a high price of 10,000 yuan, but there is still no information.
Three boxes of tissues were used up. Song Shuang's eyes were swollen from crying, and she had no intention of going to school. Coco was not only her pet, but also her good friend. Thinking of every moment she spent with Coco, Song Shuang became filled with grief.
Jue, heartbroken: "Keke, mother will definitely find you back."