Working in a Zoo with Beast Taming System

Chapter 230: Chapter 161: Nothing But Eating and Sleeping

Upon hearing that Yang Qi was willing to try and help, Luo Kaifeng hurriedly thanked him.

"Thank you, Advisor Yang! Thank you!"

He then asked, "What equipment will you need, Advisor Yang? Night-vision goggles? Recording devices? Or special bait and traps? Just give us a list, and we’ll do our best to prepare everything."

"You’re too kind, Captain Luo."

Yang Qi waved his hand, his tone calm. "The equipment doesn’t need to be too complicated. Basic observation and recording tools will do—things like high-powered flashlights, infrared night-vision goggles, and a remote recording device to capture and analyze sounds from the scene."

"Also, prepare a few small, non-lethal animal traps, just in case we need to temporarily contain something."

’This equipment is mostly just for show,’ he thought. ’The real solution will come from my Spirit Communication Technique and the relevant pills.’

After a pause, Yang Qi added, "However, I can only spare one night at most. I came back today to see my grandmother, and I have to be back at work in the city tomorrow."

"Understood, completely understood!"

Luo Kaifeng nodded quickly. "We’re already extremely grateful that you can dedicate a whole evening to this. How about we head out at four this afternoon and go directly to the scene in Dahe Town?"

"That works."

With the matter settled, Luo Kaifeng thanked him profusely once more before preparing to leave with the two young officers.

Yang Qi took back his ID and documents, his gaze sweeping over to Yang Bo, who was still standing at the intersection nearby with a look of confusion and bewilderment.

Yang Bo was seen sidling up to Luo Kaifeng, who was about to get into the car. He lowered his voice and asked urgently, "Captain Luo, is... is that it? You’re not arresting him? That thing in his yard..."

Luo Kaifeng stopped, gave him a look, and replied with a stern expression, "Advisor Yang’s paperwork is complete and legal. He is an expert cooperating with our work. There has been no illegal activity."

With that said, he spoke no more, pulled open the car door, and got in.

The police car started and slowly drove away. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Yang Bo was left standing alone, his face alternating between pale and livid. He was disappointed that his report had failed, but even more so, he found it unbelievable and unacceptable that Yang Qi had suddenly become an "Animal Expert."

He subconsciously turned to look at the gate to Yang Qi’s yard and met Yang Qi’s calm gaze.

Instantly, as if his tail had been stepped on, Yang Bo forced out a snort. He raised a hand to wipe the tip of his nose with the back of his fingers, trying to strike his usual provocative pose. Then he lifted his chin, turned, and strode away with his signature thuggish swagger.

Watching his pretentious retreat, Yang Qi’s eyes flickered. A thread of Magical Power coalesced at his fingertip as he locked onto his target with his mind.

Entanglement Technique!

An invisible thread of Magical Power flashed through the air and wrapped precisely around Yang Bo’s ankle as he took a step.

Yang Bo felt as if his feet were suddenly tripped by something pliable, and his entire body stumbled forward uncontrollably!

Fortunately, his reflexes were quick enough. He threw his hands out to break his fall, narrowly avoiding a face-plant. Still, he ended up tumbling messily on the ground a couple of times, covering himself in dust and dirt.

"Brother Bo, what happened to you?"

Yang Qi called out from where he stood, his voice laced with the perfect amount of "concern." "Are you okay? You can’t just stare at the sky when you’re walking. You’ve got to watch your step."

"That’s right!"

An old man who had been watching the commotion from under a nearby tree, and who had seen the whole thing, now hobbled over with his cane. He shook his head and chimed in, "Yang Bo, look at you, so reckless when you walk! You should learn from Yang Qi here. Be more steady!"

Still shaken, Yang Bo scrambled to his feet. He first glanced frantically at his own feet, then at the flat ground around him.

Aside from a few small pebbles, there were no obvious obstacles.

Hearing the words of Yang Qi and the old man, his face burned with humiliation. He was convinced he had just tripped over his own feet and made a huge fool of himself in front of his rival and a neighbor!

A wicked surge of anger—a mixture of shame, embarrassment, and his long-held resentment toward Yang Qi—rushed to his head.

"It’s none of your business! Stop being so nosy, you old fossil!"

He roared at the old man, then whipped around to face Yang Qi, his finger trembling as he cursed, "Yang Qi! Cut the phony crap! It’s none of your damn business if I fall or not! Don’t think you’re so great just because you’re buddy-buddy with the cops. What’s there to show off about that piece-of-shit car? Who knows how you even got it! And that thing in your yard..."

He cursed with gusto, spittle flying everywhere.

The old man was stunned by his shouting, then became so angry his beard trembled. He shook his head repeatedly. "No manners, what a lack of manners! How could Dazhi have raised a son like this!"

Yang Qi’s expression remained impassive. He simply raised his hand and gestured lightly toward his yard.

"WOOF!"

"WOOF WOOF WOOF!"

Bai Wan, Hu Zi, and Leopard, who had heard the commotion and could no longer restrain themselves, immediately charged out of the yard.

They were well-trained and didn’t attack directly, but stood side-by-side in front of Yang Qi, letting out low, intimidating barks at Yang Bo.

Hu Zi and Leopard, in particular, exuded the unmistakable aura of retired police dogs—their gazes sharp, their muscles tensed.

Yang Bo’s cursing stopped abruptly, as if his throat had been squeezed shut.

Staring at the three clearly formidable large dogs, especially the two well-built German Shepherds with their cold eyes, his arrogant demeanor was instantly extinguished, replaced by instinctual guilt and fear.

"You... you just wait!"

Putting on a brave front, he spat out a threat. He didn’t dare linger, turning and bolting, his retreating figure even more panicked and pathetic than before.

Yang Qi smiled and called the three dogs back inside.

...

Back home, he wolfed down a few bites to finish his lunch.

After helping his grandmother clear the table, the old woman shooed Yang Qi into his room.