Chapter 303

Yes, regarding pet issues, over these five years, many regulatory measures and urban management rules have been introduced.

Now law enforcement doesn't bother with those anymore; if they find someone not leashing their dog, they just take them away.

If you want it back, go write a confession and bring the dog home.

In the world, those who love dogs and those who don't are exactly half and half.

You walk your dog without a leash? Naturally, someone will report you.

Chen Fan said: "Pets are actually fine—they offer companionship. It's just that some dog lovers and cat lovers have ruined the reputation of this."

The old man said: "Who says otherwise? These people use this as an excuse to bully others. Where's the real love for dogs or cats? They just use it as a cover to act recklessly and pay for their own evil intentions."

Chen Fan ate while saying: "Then, old man, do you think I'm a person with evil intentions?"

"You are."

"Then later when I go out, come with me—I notice many of them live nearby."

The old man said: "Sure, as long as it doesn't break the law, it's fine."

After eating, the group strolled out of the alley and into the city.

Chen Fan stood outside a pet shop, watching the busy couple inside.

The man was treating a pet's wound; the woman was watching TV and scrolling on her phone.

Chen Fan looked and said: "Boss, five hundred yuan for one of your wife's secrets."

The boss looked at Chen Fan and said: "Whoa, it's Chen Fan—you're a celebrity, I know you, what are you doing here…?"

"Yeah, you buying or not? I tell a story. If you want to hear it, pay me. If not, forget it."

The woman immediately flew into a rage: "So what if he's a celebrity? Get lost! Are you out of your mind, broke?"

The boss handed Chen Fan five hundred yuan. Chen Fan said: "Some people kneel down like dogs to serve their masters."

After saying that, Chen Fan left.

The boss instantly exploded: "Hey, you two get out—I'm closing up."

Chen Fan didn't leave: "No, you can't act like that. We have to stop you—we're police."

The man pointed at the woman's nose: "F***, I worked my ass off to earn money, married you, and this is how you treat me?"

"He's lying."

"Lying my ass off! Last time we found this stuff—I thought you were saving it for me, but turns out you were saving it for some other guy. F***, I'm divorcing you. Give me back every cent. Get the f*** out. Oh right, we're live now—I'll just say my location. You don't care about your reputation? Fine, I don't either."

The woman turned pale with fear.

Chen Fan took out a pen and crossed off the woman's name: "You must promise not to hit anyone."

"Don't worry, I know—I can't hit her or I'll go to prison."

"Remember to contact a lawyer."

"I will, but…"

"Don't worry—cohabiting for a while counts as bigamy. It's very serious."

The man stared at the woman, gripping her tightly.

As if he was about to strangle her in the next second.

Chen Fan held up his notebook in front of the camera.

"Yeah, no need to blur it, director. Why blur? There are so many people with the same name, aren't there?"

The director fell silent, finally choosing not to blur it.

Only one woman's name remained.

Five years ago, July 15, the woman brought a man here to have him smash the old man's car.

They were sued, forced to pay compensation, and the man and woman broke up.

Charged with property damage, the woman's family paid nothing afterward, claiming she didn't order it—it was the man's own doing.

Chen Fan walked to the second shop.

A family was selling buns.

Chen Fan looked at the buns and immediately picked up his phone.

"Hello, Food and Drug Administration? I'm making a real-name report—this meat is rat meat."

Everyone eating buns at the table exploded in outrage.

The shop owner and his wife stared at Chen Fan.

Couldn't believe it.

Chen Fan smiled and crossed off both their names.

July 16, the two went to steal the old man's newspapers and sold them under the guise of being dog lovers.

But they had never owned a dog.

The old man followed Chen Fan, watching happily.

Third shop.

A couple was watching TV—it was a barbershop, and there was a son inside.

Chen Fan said: "Free paternity test."

The man immediately stood up, staring at the woman, then the child, and suddenly felt sick.

They immediately started arguing.

Chen Fan kept crossing off names.

July 20, the man came here to livestream, trying to go viral—he insulted and humiliated the old man.

The woman stood by, flirting and helping.

The notebook wasn't very thick, but it wasn't very thin either.

Just then, Chen Fan's phone rang. His leader asked a question and said, "Chen Fan, how long do you plan to keep this up?"

Chen Fan said, "I'm proving one thing—one thing I want to see."

"What the hell are you talking about? Just speak plainly."

"Dog lovers, this group of dog lovers, cat lovers—are they really good people, purely good people?"

"You can't judge people that way."

Chen Fan said, "I know. I really hope that everyone in this notebook is wrong. I hope it more than anyone. But what if not a single one of them is?"

The leader hung up the phone directly.

Whatever, I'm done trying. Damn it, even the boss is starting to doubt it. Could it really be that there isn't a single good person?

The fifth household, the sixth household.

By the fifteenth household.

The viewers in the livestream had gone numb.

Damn it, not a single one?

Not a single good person? 》

How come every single one of them is hiding such disgusting malice inside?

During this time, Chen Fan even caught a thief, a robber, and damn it, a man who stole someone else's wife and beat up her husband.

Chen Fan smiled as he looked at the old man, then looked at Zhang Tianxiong and said, "You guys protect me well."

The old man said, "Being old has one good thing—if anyone touches me, I'll just collapse. Don't worry, no one's going to bother you."

Zhang Tianxiong was speechless, but felt an immense sense of satisfaction in his heart.

It was just very satisfying.

Then a man appeared beside Chen Fan and said, "I'm turning myself in. You don't need to keep going."

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