Chapter 215

The three Husky brothers had long mastered the ski resort's rescue procedure; as soon as the eldest, Qi Qi, spoke, everyone sprang into action, biting thick protective pads in their mouths.

At that moment, in an instant, the man's body spun wildly, he lost control and was flung upward, his blood rushing in reverse, as if a bucket of cold water had been splashed all over his head with a splash.

The smile on his face suddenly froze, deathly pale as paper—

Wrong, wrong!

It shouldn't be me who's had the accident!

But the fact is, tremendous inertia hurled him high into the air, like a butterfly throwing out a perfect parabola in midair; the sudden weightlessness shattered his confidence, fear seized his mind, and in an instant he plunged headfirst into the icy, bone‑chilling snow, as if diving into a bottomless abyss of fate.

The huge noise would have awakened even the dead, let alone Xin Yan; she turned her head and saw her husband's miserable fall to the ground.

The pure white snow was stained with a patch of blood red.

"Husband!"

She rushed over; though there weren't many people on the advanced course, such a fatal incident instantly drew a crowd.

"An accident happened, oh dear, quickly call a doctor!"

"Boss, where's the boss? Why hasn't he come out yet?"

Only the barks of a few dogs echoed across the sky; then everyone noticed a thick cushion beneath the man, which luckily let him keep his life.

The arriving boss saw this, immediately clutched his chest, gasping, 'Help! How did this happen!'

He felt terrible, yet he kept order, waiting for the ambulance; meanwhile Xin Yan directly called the police, and police and ambulance arrived almost simultaneously. Gazing at her unconscious husband and the scattered protective gear, her experienced eye told her at once this was no ordinary accident.

Xin Yan's face turned as cold as ice: 'I will surely sue you!'

The boss's heart skipped a beat; seeing the doubtful looks all around, he immediately retorted, 'What evidence do you have to prove this is our ski resort's fault?'

Whether true or false, with so many people watching, he could not possibly admit it directly—would he still want to do business?

Moreover, thinking of the new protective gear he had bought after a recent massive bleed, the boss felt both pained and relieved; these were professional items he had gone to great trouble to obtain, and they absolutely could not fail!

"I know you're upset, but if it's our ski resort's responsibility, we won't shirk it; if it isn't, we won't foolishly let others bully us!"

He was just about to plainly say that Xin Yan was extorting money.

Xin Yan, always strong‑willed, could not possibly swallow this insult; hearing it, everyone was about to explode in anger—until a gentle voice sounded——

Ling Yue stepped forward half a pace, standing out when others couldn't avoid her: 'I have a video that might prove the truth.'

When Xin Yan saw it was her, her expression darkened: 'This swindler!'

She crossed her arms with a cold smile, curious to see what tricks she still had.

Ling Yue waved her hand, and a black crow instantly appeared before everyone; the onlookers gasped—it was huge, its wingspan a full circle larger than an ordinary crow's, its black eyes gleaming with shrewd light; the crow puffed out its chest, and the camera hanging from its neck suddenly protruded.

Seeing this, the crowd no longer wondered what it meant, and were even more astonished that it was a pet.

"Good grief, the crow has a camera on its neck—could it really have filmed something?"

"Or is it the latest model? Ahhh, my mom wouldn't even buy me one—will it work?"

"Caw!" the crow lifted its head, proudly retorting, 'Who are you looking down on? I can, I can!'

It cawed repeatedly, knowing that Yue Yue would surely be able to use its video!

Who is it? The smartest, most careful crow in the world—clearly that man brought this on himself; with this crow around, no one will dare frame an innocent person!

Under everyone's gaze, Ling Yue took the camera from the crow's neck, opened the recorded video, and after a cold glance at the unconscious man, said, 'He brought this on himself.'

At the instant the truth was fully revealed, everyone gaped, as if they'd seen something from the Arabian Nights; a young man's shocked words stumbled.

"He—he himself broke the protective gear? I didn't see wrong, did I?!"

"You didn't see wrong—where did this top‑grade idiot come from?!"

"Holy shit, it really is self‑inflicted!"

The only one shocked, Xin Yan could hardly believe her eyes—what had she seen?!

She is no fool, even quite smart; otherwise she wouldn't have built this business in a short time. Seeing her husband tampering, her expression was like having swallowed a fly—disgusting and unpleasant.

Now the onlookers finally understood.

"Holy shit, is this murdering his wife for insurance?"

"My goodness, this isn't like that guy who went to Thailand on vacation and pushed his wife off a cliff—if his wife hadn't been rescued, he'd probably have succeeded in his plot already!"

"Is this a husband or a demon in human skin? Without the video, no one would know what he did—this is heaven's eye at work!"

"Miss, you're really lucky!"

Everyone around was congratulating her, but the party involved, Xin Yan, instantly dropped to her knees and shouted at Ling Yue, 'Master, I was wrong!'

"Master, sorry, I shouldn't have doubted you."

Her worldview, which she had constructed, was shattered by Ling Yue's move in an instant; a slight turn of thought made it clear that such luck couldn't be real—the sudden appearance of the big black dog and Ling Yue's earlier prophecy had already explained everything.

It was the master secretly helping her!

Xin Yan's heart raced; she knew her level meant she might never meet a true master in her lifetime. Now calming down, she thought: if not for the master, the person who fell today would definitely have been her!

She was so excited her hands and feet trembled.

Would she be as lucky as Zhou Feng? Eighty percent would die on the spot.

The fact indeed matched what she thought.

Without Ling Yue's involvement, the original fate would have had her die on the spot; afterward her husband would have used her death to extract a large compensation from the ski resort, plus her inheritance, living alone carefree, with a wife twenty years his junior to look after him—a lifetime of happiness and ease.

But now, the plot has changed.

After the ambulance arrived, the doctor examined him urgently and finally breathed a sigh of relief: 'Good, the protective measures were thorough; it's not life‑threatening, at most a high‑level paraplegia.'

The youngster couldn't help muttering, 'How fun, luck really is good!'

The others looked at each other, each showing a faint sneer: 'Good luck?'

High‑level paraplegia—what's the difference from a cripple? Besides, after his true nature was exposed, he has no relatives, his wife is alienated, he can't even resist—he deserves it… ah no, he's truly pitiful!

Even Xin Yan couldn't help suppressing the urge to twitch the corners of her mouth.

When she looked at Ling Yue again, her expression was one of extraordinary respect.

Of course, Ling Yue's camera was also treated as evidence, taken away by the police for forensics, including the tools scattered all over the ground; in fact, it wasn't Xin Yan who called the police—this incident was just a completely ordinary accident.

The test results that came out later also completely proved Ling Yue's video.

According to the test, the fixer on the snowboard shows traces of heavy external impact; this is not an ordinary accident.

Hearing this, Xin Yan coldly laughed: "Yeah, he set a trap but ended up deceiving himself—what else is this if not reaping what he sowed?"

As she said that, her teeth went cold.

Almost everyone was satisfied with the handling of this matter, except the person involved himself, Zhou Feng.

Upon learning that all his plans had been exposed, he was about to go mad, not to mention the divorce agreement Xin Yan had a lawyer deliver; sitting on the hospital bed, he glared hatefully at the lawyer, wanting to strike him, only to discover his chest suddenly felt completely numb!

What's wrong with me? What's wrong with my body?

Before the lawyer could speak, the nurse beside him said: "Patient in bed 16, calm down—you've injured your spine, resulting in high-level paraplegia; don't move recklessly!"

Like a bolt from the blue, it struck his head hard; Zhou Feng felt as if he were about to be split in two!

The matter was settled swiftly, in the manner of thunder too fast to cover one's ears.

Returning to the present, Ling Yue hides her merits and fame; before leaving, she looked at the three Husky brothers, who had earned merit for the timely rescue, and the boss almost wanted to grab their heads and rub them angrily.

Of course, seeing the three Huskies' big heads, this little thought was like snow under the sun, melting instantly.

Boss: "Add a drumstick! No, raise wages! Give them a few wage raises! Add a big drumstick!"

Upon hearing this, the dogs' tails were about to swing out afterimages.

They didn't care about any accident; hearing about the fragrant big drumstick as an extra meal, they drooled so much their saliva was about to flow.

Seeing this, Ling Yue smiled slightly, but Xin Yan beside her became somewhat uneasy: "Master—"

Ling Yue glanced over and said lightly: "No need to say more."

"I helped you because of the merit you accumulated before, and I couldn't stand such a man; the calamity destined for you has already been safely overcome—do more good deeds from now on."

Xin Yan looked pleadingly and replied crisply: "Master, I will definitely do so!"

Ling Yue bent down and patted the big black head.

At the same time, Jing Shi Police Dog Training Base.

The cold wind whistled and howled; today was exactly the day the search-and-rescue dog assessment began, and with a whistle, under the astonished gazes of everyone, the dogs' loud barks almost echoed throughout the training base!

The long-nosed Malinois tiger cub, spirited and vigorous, barked loudly like a whistle: "Hey, someone's here! Someone's here!"

The instructor scribbled on the test scores, and after a while, the round-faced instructor smiled and said: "Luo Lan, first in the assessment!"

Those around hearing this felt their eyes almost pop out.

Holy crap, it was previously the only unqualified one; everyone's gazes fell on the Malinois, as if seeing a miracle—and indeed it was a miracle: in just a week, it was as if reborn!

Many trainers' gazes fixed straight on Luo Lan's comrade, trainer Zhang Hu, who scratched his head and gave a silly smile.

Close comrades walked over, arm-in-arm, asking for the secret formula; Zhang Hu laughed so hard he couldn't close his mouth: "What secret formula? What could I have? It's mainly Luo Lan's own effort! Our Luo Lan..."

Others seeing his smug look couldn't help but roll their eyes: "Are you going to say it or not?"

He just wants to show off, right? No way!

Zhang Hu obediently shared his discovery; his comrades hearing it had their eyes light up.

"You mean the pet food you donated earlier—you feed that to Luo Lan every day? That's why she became so strong?"

Many opened their mouths, almost saying directly: "Brother, I may not be well educated, but don't fool me!"

It was the first time hearing that pet food could have such an effect.

Seeing they didn't believe him, Zhang Hu felt helpless but not discouraged; he then shared the information he'd gathered: "Ordinary pet food doesn't have this effect, but do you know that the several thousand jin of pet food donated to the base was given by Jing Shi's pet master Ling Yue? It's said she has miraculous abilities, can understand animal speech, and has her own expertise in animal research!"

Zhang Hu: "Anyway, I just let Luo Lan eat pet food, then trained her, finding the results twice as effective with half the effort—especially good!"

"Eh? Why aren't you guys talking?" Zhang Hu wondered, but saw his companions staring in shock at his back, like a gourd with its mouth sawn off; he turned his head foolishly, and the round-faced instructor gave a gentle smile, patting his shoulder.

"No matter what method you used, being able to train such an outstanding police dog in a short time is all your ability!"

"In-instructor!" Zhang Hu felt his scalp go numb, his speech stumbling.

As for the officer, he waved his hand, indifferent; he seemed lost in thought, furrowing his brows as he pondered on the spot for a long while, Zhang Hu faintly hearing him mutter something like 'Bei Bei,' and he scratched his head embarrassedly.

The round-faced instructor said: "Nothing much, everyone disperse in place."

Zhang Hu's hands and feet stiffened; being naturally shy, he suddenly became all thumbs and couldn't walk.

"What you said earlier, is it true?"

Zhang Hu: "True! I had friends investigate it—it's truer than pearls!"

What he didn't expect was that the instructor seemed to have said that just to let him leave afterward.

In the blink of an eye, only the instructor remained on the empty field; he finally made up his mind and headed to another place.

Pulling open the gate, one could see inside the clean, tidy kennel a fluffy white Labrador half-crouched on the ground; its figure was extremely smooth, its limbs bulging with solid muscle, looking full of strength yet not losing grace.

Sensing the movement, the Labrador slightly lifted its head, revealing a sullen face; its pair of grape-like eyes finally showed a hint of fluctuation.

It exuded a mournful aura all over, making one reluctant to look longer, especially the instructor who knew the inside story.

The round-chubby-faced instructor saw it and let out a soft sigh: "Bei Bei."

At that moment, footsteps sounded behind him; another young, resolute instructor walked over, and he was also the round-chubby-faced instructor's good friend, the guide dog Bei Bei's trainer—Wang Chen.

Lao Zhao, how did you get here?

I came to see Bei Bei; how has it been lately?

Wang Chen stared, then quickly furrowed his brows, showing a bitter smile: "What else could it be?"

He looked at the dog in the kennel; it had become a heartache for him. It once was so outstanding, but now it lies all day in the kennel, like a walking corpse.

As its trainer, Wang Chen was undoubtedly the most heartbroken person.

Suddenly, the round‑fat‑faced instructor coughed lightly a few times: "I came this time to tell you some news——"

What's the matter?

Bei Bei might……be saved!