The Civil Servant's Job is to Raise The Furries!-Chapter 249 - 248: The Clue from the Tibetan Fox

Chen Su’s gaze shifted to Guan Lin, his voice steady and firm: "Let’s go. Didn’t you report this morning that the drone detected a weak signal at the eastern cliff? Let’s go check it out again."

Guan Lin hesitantly rubbed his frostbitten red hands: "But it’s been so long, I don’t know if the signal source is still there..."

"Let’s go check it out first!" Xu Ying squatted down, gently stroking the fluffy feathers of the three snow pigeons, "We have so many capable helpers now."

The snow pigeons, hearing this, immediately puffed out their chests proudly, cooing as they did.

The four of them proceeded along the mountain ridge towards the eastern cliff. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

The biting mountain wind, mixed with fine snow particles, slapped their faces. Chen Su led the way, his tall figure shielding the others from some of the cold wind.

Surprisingly, the eastern cliff was not far from the snowy cliff where Luo Zhiqiang’s body was found. It took them less than twenty minutes on foot to reach the destination.

"This is the place."

Guan Lin pointed at the cliff in front of them; this cliff was almost at a ninety-degree angle to the ground, extremely steep. "The drone picked up a signal around here this morning."

Chen Su immediately took out the equipment, controlling the drone to scan the cliff comprehensively. Everyone held their breath, staring at the display screen. However, as time ticked by, the drone’s detection results were disappointing—the phone signal previously detected had completely vanished.

"Damn it!"

Guan Lin frustratingly kicked the snow, "We should have come sooner. It’s truly as unpredictable as the weather!"

Just as everyone was at a loss, a rustling noise suddenly emerged from the snowdrift.

Seven little round heads popped out of the snow, their two small paws frantically waving, glistening silver in the sunlight.

[Little Xu Station Chief! Finally found you all!]

The snow cleaning weasel panted as it emerged from the snowdrift, [We went to the camp and found that the tents were all taken down. It wasn’t until we asked the snow wolf that we knew you all came this way!]

Its small chest heaved violently, the white breath condensing into tiny ice crystals in the cold wind.

Xu Ying quickly squatted down, "Sorry, little one, I didn’t have a chance to inform you about our relocation."

The snow cleaning weasel snuggled affectionately against Xu Ying: [No problem, with the snow pigeons showing the way, we found you quickly.]

Xu Ying gently brushed the snow off the little creature, her movements tender: "What happened? You’re running in such a hurry."

The snow cleaning weasel’s beady black eyes rolled around, and it suddenly sneezed: [We found Uncle Tibetan Fox! He said he witnessed the whole murder process with his own eyes!]

The little guy spun around excitedly on the spot, [He’s right behind, walking so slowly. I couldn’t wait and ran ahead!]

Just as it finished speaking, an orange figure waddled out from behind the rocks with amusing, outward-turned steps. The steps carried a composure unusual for a small animal, projecting an aura of authority.

This Tibetan fox had a square, round face, exuding stability.

The fox had two tufts of white fur above its long, narrow eyes. Its mouth naturally curled upwards, seemingly always wearing a mysteriously mocking smile, its eyes three parts cold and indifferent, seven parts nonchalant.

The Tibetan fox leisurely swung its fluffy long tail, which was as long as its body, leaving a graceful mark in the snow.

[Ahem... That night was dark and windy...]

The Tibetan fox started with a thundering sneeze, [Sorry, my snow season rhinitis is acting up again.]

It rubbed its red nose with its paw, [I saw that oldest two-legged beast—it gave something to drink to the other three people.]

As it spoke, it mimicked humans drinking water, causing Guan Lin to nearly burst out laughing.

"The oldest... is 42-year-old Lin Yue?" Xu Ying quickly caught on, translating the fox language for the others as she listened.

The Tibetan fox’s quirky white eyebrows bobbed: [The three people became wobbly after drinking, as if they were drunk.]

It suddenly lifted its front paws off the ground, imitating humans stumbling, [Especially the guy with glasses, he kneeled on the ground after just two steps.]

[This old guy named Lin Yue ordered them to kneel, right there in the icy world. You humans don’t have fur as thick as ours, soon enough, their eyebrows looked just like mine.]

[But while Lin Yue was looking down at the little square (phone), that sturdy tall guy among them—]

"It’s the mountain guide Luo Zhiqiang!"

Guan Lin couldn’t contain his excitement and interjected, nearly dropping the notepad into the snow.

[Mountain guide? Surely has the stamina of a guide.]

The Tibetan fox gestured with its paw, [He suddenly jumped up and ran, the speed, tsk tsk...]

Chen Su’s eyes sharpened: "Luo Zhiqiang was the strongest, Lin Yue might have misjudged the dosage of the hallucinogen. He pretended to cooperate, actually waiting for the chance to escape."

His voice was low and calm, yet he couldn’t hide the sharp light flashing in his eyes.

The Tibetan fox shook off the snow on its body, the snowflakes glimmering in the sunlight: [That’s all I saw. The blizzard was too heavy; I didn’t want to catch a cold.]

Ji Xuehui thoughtfully touched her chin, the cold light reflecting off her goggles: "Then everything makes sense now, it connects the logical chain with our prior investigation."

"Luo Zhiqiang ran up the mountain but, under the dual influence of the blizzard and drugs, was ultimately killed by the well-prepared Lin Yue. His body was thrown off the cliff, caught in the snow pines."

She turned to look at Chen Su, "But why did Lin Yue die in the end too? Suicide?"

Guan Lin frustrates at scratched his head, his hat skewed to one side: "There’s another big issue, all this testimony comes from animals. We can’t exactly write ’Tibetan fox eyewitness testimony’ in the case report, can we?"

He looked to Xu Ying for help, "Little Xu Station Chief, is there another way?"

"More importantly,"

Ji Xuehui frowned, her gloved fingers smudging some snow on her phone screen, "What was Lin Yue’s motive for killing his three companions?"

The four of them were organizing the intelligence provided by the Fox Director.

Suddenly —

A rapid sound of hooves came from the ridge.

Next, a shocking scene unfolded before them:

The rock sheep herd leaped onto the near-vertical cliff as if walking on flat ground, their hooves precisely leveraging the crevices narrower than a finger’s width.

They weaved and darted, their muscles forming smooth arcs under the sunlight. As the loose stones rolled down, the herd had already transformed into gray lightning, darting to higher grounds.

The leading ram suddenly leaped over a three-meter gorge in mid-air, its rear hooves sparking against the rock edge. The entire herd followed closely, etching dizzying running trails on the steep rock face, as if gravity was just a joke to them; Newton would have been fuming.

The robust young rock sheep led the dozen or so sheep charging aggressively.