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After some thought, it seemed unlikely that Lin would mistreat the dogs, as there was absolutely no need for that.
So I looked up the news reports from that time on my phone, and that's when I found the reason.
It turned out that these dogs had already been through Ghost Gate Pass once. The first time, someone had rescued them from the dog meat market, but somehow, they ended up being sold again. This rescue was like their second lease on life.
There was only one explanation: these dogs, having witnessed countless of their own kind being butchered alive at the dog meat market, were utterly traumatized.
Helpless, Suming could only stop trying to communicate with them and instead used his spiritual power to simply comfort them, hoping they could find some peace. However, the effect wasn't very good; after all, most of the dogs still suffered from serious injuries, and both their physical and psychological traumas were equally lethal.
"Hello, Mr. Song? It's Su," Suming called Mr. Song, and faint sounds of a child's voice could be heard from the other end of the phone, so Mr. Song was probably taking care of his grandson at home.
I discussed the situation here with Mr. Song, who fell silent for a while before saying, "This is something you'll have to decide on your own. But you need to think it through, bringing back so many dogs, how will you manage the situation afterward? According to what you said, these dogs definitely can't be adopted by others. If brought back, the zoo itself would have to care for them. Over time, that will certainly be no small expense. Money is one aspect, but managing so many dogs is another issue..."
Mr. Song went on and on, then finally sighed, "Ah, what I see doesn't bother my heart. If I were there myself and witnessed this scene, I would be soft-hearted too. Anyway, say what I might, the decision is yours to make."
Suming knew what Mr. Song was worried about. A zoo has a greater scale and level than a rescue station, but that doesn't mean it has endless funds. On the contrary, with a larger scale comes larger expenses. Nearly a hundred dogs added would be a significant burden for the zoo to support for no reason. Moreover, just as he had discussed with Mr. Song earlier, these dogs definitely could not be adopted out; they would need to stay in the zoo indefinitely. They might even have to avoid too much human contact for a short period to prevent further psychological trauma.
Actually, as for how to deal with these dogs, Suming had thought of a possible solution to try.
However, what he was most curious about right now was exactly what Lin was up to?
Snoring sounds came from Lin's room, and since Suming had drunk quite a bit, his tolerance wasn't great, and he felt dizzy. It didn't take long before he couldn't hold out anymore, and he simply went to the guest room to sleep it off.
Su entered from outside before long, saw only Lin there, and asked, "Uncle, did the zoo's people leave?"
"Yeah, they left."
"So, what about these dogs?"
"They won't take them; we have no choice. We can only deal with them little by little." Lin turned to look at the dogs and muttered, "Such a sin."
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Suming drove the Wrangler away from the rescue station, but he didn't leave Changping County. Instead, he found a small motel not far from the edge of town, close to the station, and settled in for the time being.
"It's all on you now!" Suming snapped his fingers at Er Gouzi, who was circling above his head. Buzzing, Er Gouzi took a few turns and then staggered out through the motel window, heading toward the direction of the rescue station.
Suming knew very well that if he stayed at the rescue station, the Lins would definitely not make any move. Therefore, to get a clear picture of what they were up to, it was essential for him to leave first. However, once he had left, he would have no idea what they were doing. Both Su Meng and the wolf dog brothers were too conspicuous for reconnaissance.
So the responsibility fell on Er Gouzi, a creature that wouldn't raise suspicions wherever it flew. Although it wasn't very intelligent and unlikely to 'narrate' a situation in full detail, it could at least provide some scattered fragments of what it saw, from which he could roughly deduce what had happened.
While waiting for news from Er Gouzi, Suming lay on the small bed in the motel, lazily chatting with Su Meng while resting with his legs crossed.
Su Meng couldn't speak human language and could only make some simple sounds. Staring wide-eyed, he uttered "Oh, oh... Mhm, mhm..." leaving it unclear what he was trying to express.
Actually, after spending a day with the Lins, Suming didn't think they were evil people. They were barely maintaining this shabby little rescue station with the little money they received, which was indeed not an easy task. If it was up to him, with a hundred thousand a year for both salary and rescue funding, he would have dropped everything and left—the situation was a joke! With only that little money, the so-called rescue station was nothing more than a facade that couldn't accomplish much.
But what was the Lins' trick? Now that Suming himself had some wealth and plenty of time, the little affluent idle man couldn't rest easy without getting to the bottom of this. It itched at his conscience and was an uncomfortable feeling.