Chapter 87

The door lock had a lock, appearing tightly shut, but in fact Da Jin Mao gave it a light push and the small door creaked open, leaving two tire tracks on the damp ground; the dog downstairs again wants my life, very curious.

This feeling is like suddenly embarking on an adventure, exploring a new world.

Until he saw clearly the scene inside.

The camera panned inside—not the imagined large venue but a small desolate corner; the dog downstairs again wants my life faintly heard a whimpering sound, with countless boxes stacked like mountains placed there.

In the live stream, countless viewers gazed at it in astonishment.

【What's going on? Where's the puppy?】

【It sounds like there's a voice, a soft whimper, there's a puppy!】

【Is it hiding under the delivery box? Quick, look for it!】

【Hey, what kind of residential area is this, leaving delivery boxes randomly scattered? That's totally lacking public morality!】

【It seems… something's off……】

And Ling Yue, having seen this scene earlier, was completely stunned; a faint glimmer flashed in her eyes as she stared in disbelief at the pile of parcels.

「It won't happen…… it shouldn't happen……」

The low mutter was heard by the viewers, who responded slowly.

【What won't happen? What is the streamer saying?】

【Ahhh, look quick, look! That parcel box moved!】

As soon as that was said, everyone could see a tiny palm‑sized box suddenly jiggle, making no sound at all.

Da Jin Mao dashed over, his fur flying, his two paws gripping the parcel box and biting hard with his teeth, but the box was wrapped in layer after layer of bright yellow tape, completely immobilizing it.

The dog downstairs again wants my life hurriedly gave chase: «Da Jin Mao, move aside, let me! »

The dog looked at his hand, then stepped back, tears continually streaming down.

At this moment, having finally struggled to peel off the tape, the dog downstairs again wants my life half‑knelt on the grass, carefully opening the box; for some reason his palm grew cold, a layer of cold sweat beading out.

The parcel box was heavy, it was cold.

He tore open the seam; under the live‑stream camera, from the torn opening fell a cold, furry puppy head, the cute little thing struggling to open its eyes, a thin veil of moisture covering them.

It glanced at the human before it, opened its mouth, and stuck out a soft tongue, as if wanting to lick the one who had rescued it.

It didn't manage to lick; the tip of its tongue brushed the cold air.

It couldn't reach; its beautiful black‑grape‑like eyes slowly closed, the dog downstairs again wants my life lowered its head, lifted it up, and only then realized how tiny and pitiful it was—about the size of a palm, a piebald milk‑puppy.

He blinked: "Puppy, little guy, little guy, wake up…"

Its chubby body was soft, its fur brushed his palm, soft and cool.

【It's dead!】

【Ahhhhh it's dead! Why did this happen!】

【It's so tiny, clearly so adorable, how could it die?】

The earlier joy and expectation vanished in an instant; comments dwindled to a pitiful few, most viewers were wiping tears, tears blurring their vision, unable to type.

Countless people wondered in their hearts, what exactly happened? Why did this turn out this way?

At this moment, Ling Yue's low voice sounded: "Parcel."

"Check the other parcels, see if there's… still a living one."

The golden retriever and the dog downstairs again wants my life together rummaged through the parcel mountain; knowing inside were tiny lives, they dared not make big moves, carefully tearing open.

There was no response anymore, even the previous sound disappeared.

Everyone's hearts sank involuntarily; the dog downstairs again wants my life frantically dialed: "Na Na, do you have time, help me with something…"

"Xiao Zhou, today's weekend, lend a hand, brother's begging you, bring scissors…"

One box after another was opened, icy‑cold, eyes shut tight, the little milk‑puppies lay inside, motionless; the dog downstairs again wants my life strained to lift its head, gazed at the towering parcel heap, and finally tears streamed down.

"It's all my fault; if I had known earlier, if I had noticed sooner…" He had clearly listened for a long time, why hadn't he sought help right away, why endure, why wait until today?

Those puppies curled silently in the boxes, seeming asleep; the live‑stream viewers watched, tears nearly drying up.

【Why would there be such parcels, why would anyone buy these tiny lives online, **parcels shouldn't exist at all!】

【What's with all the why's? Money makes people take risks, and anyway this at most is illegal, not even a crime.】

【There are plenty like this, buying on a whim without thinking of the consequences, unaware of **parcel dangers? No, just can't be bothered.】

【I like small animals but I don't keep pets, because if I decided to keep a pet, that means I've resolved to bear responsibility for its whole life.】

【My dog has been with me for ten years; I take it everywhere I go, if it can't come I cancel the trip; since having it I haven't gone far for years, I worry, I fear, I'm afraid I'll neglect and hurt it.】

【Someone asked me to consign my dog, I refuse—I get car‑sick, I'm stubborn about doors, but for my dog I'd rather spend big on a private car, I won't let it leave my sight!】

【Damn it, damn it, really damn it!】

In the following time, the dog downstairs again wants my life and friends searched together, Da Jin Mao sniffed lightly nearby, seeking the younger ones' scent.

Ling Yue stared at the parcel pile, through the mountain of boxes she seemed to see inside, each painful, curled soul—some died of oxygen deprivation, some of starvation, no one knows what they endured before.

Suddenly a wisp of cloud drifted by, the sky turned gray‑misty, as if everything were shrouded in a gloom.

Just then, the half‑closed door was suddenly pushed open, a vehicle drove in, accompanied by whimpering cries, everyone's eyes lit up.

The driver saw a dirty crowd in the rear‑view mirror, startled: "You! What are you up to?"

The dog downstairs again wants my life stared fixedly at the vehicle, its whining cries like needles pricking the ears: "Where did you get these parcels?"

Hearing his words, the driver instinctively loosened his grip: "You few youngsters, make way, don't block my parcel drop."

The dogs' cries grew louder, each a vivid life; the dog downstairs again wants my life lunged forward, the driver as if already knowing what this was about: "Why are you stopping me? You should be stopping those who buy **parcels!"

"These puppy and kitty tots are like this because of them!"

As he spoke, the vehicle suddenly tilted, right before everyone's eyes the cargo slid, the parcel boxes inside slanted down, the dogs' cries halted for an instant, then surged even fiercer.

Like the mournful wail before death.

The dog downstairs again wants my life was held back by friends, he couldn't catch those parcels, nor could he possibly— a whole truckload of big and small, several hundred items, all different cats and dogs.

Da Jin Mao rushed over, found a constantly shaking express box, gnawing at it inside, and searched together with friends.

【What about the other unmoving express boxes? Why not cut them open to take a look? Maybe… maybe there are still living dogs inside, waaah!】

【Stop dreaming, you know how long these express boxes have been in transit? Anything alive would have made a sound or moved; no movement means they're long dead!】

【Waaah, why so cruel? What is express delivery, why would anyone use express to send living creatures?】

【I'll sue them! I'll sue these express companies! They deserve to die!】

Their gaze fell on the few people searching; the driver transporting the express packages shook his head and said, 'No hope, these dogs are beyond saving.'

Da Jin Mao shouted loudly at him: 'If you bark like a dog again, I'll bite you to death! I'll bite you to death!'

【No nonsense talk, the puppies clearly still have a chance!】

【The puppies are so tiny, they won't die! I still want to adopt them!】

The express driver jumped: 'Holy shit, this dog won't bite, will it? What did I say?'

Suddenly, he met the gazes of several people, shook his head helplessly: 'I'm telling the truth, why don't you believe me?'

Just then, an express box was opened, and a chubby, plump little white dog crawled out of the box.

"Wow, so cute!"

"It's a little spotted dog, with yellow little flowers on its back, like a tiny daisy."

"It must be a little peach blossom, such a cute dog—when it grows up—"

"Aoooooo!!"

After the puppy crawled out of the express box, in pain it flopped to the ground, rolling wildly, its high-pitched, sharp cries like a dagger stabbing hard into everyone's hearts.

"What's wrong with it? What's going on?"

At the same time, the other puppies and kittens they had rescued seemed infected, rolling together on the grass, whining in pain.

Upon hearing the sound, the more emotional female coworker couldn't help but burst into tears; she wanted to pick up the puppy and hold it close, but couldn't move, as if touching it would make its cries even more piercing, even frightening enough to make her tremble.

The female coworker could only look at it, tears streaming down: 'Good puppy, good puppy, mommy's hug, don't be scared…'

Ling Yue even exclaimed in surprise, wanting to help the puppies; she deliberately ignored what she felt, carefully listening to the dogs' voices.

The next moment, she froze.

The expression on her face froze solid.

The viewers in the livestream felt their hearts clench, watching the screen, unable to hold back their voices.

【These kittens and puppies must be scared; they're struggling because they're afraid, yes, that's it!】

【Streamer, streamer, say something— is that right?】

【These kittens and puppies are only a few months old; they haven't even had a chance to properly see the world. Streamer, you say they're just too scared, a bit traumatized, right?】

The puppies wailed 'ahhh', not a silly sound but a pain‑filled, uncontrollable frenzy, sharp and intense, until their voices grew hoarse.

Like a cuckoo crying blood, each cry spurs the next.

The viewers kept asking her why the streamer wasn't speaking, what the streamer had heard, what the dogs were saying.

Ling Yue covered her face, palms sweaty; she dared not look, dared not listen— for the first time she felt sorrow at possessing heart‑listening skill, and for the first time she grieved over her own helplessness.

Ling Yue lifted her gaze, eyes reddening: 'I can't understand.'

"I can't understand what these furry little ones are saying."

The previous Little Star merely wasn't used to speaking, uttering words one by one; these milk‑puppies, she couldn't hear a single word.

Ling Yue completely couldn't understand their thoughts and language.

The driver beside them lit a cigarette: 'These dogs won't survive; what are you trying to save?'

"What nonsense are you spouting? The dogs are still alive! They're clearly still alive!"

The driver shook his head: 'They've been wrecked. Do you know why these dogs cry like that? Because they're in pain! Their brains were smashed from the fall, it's excruciating, so the puppies keep wailing.'

"What can the puppies understand? They only know they hurt. Alas, they won't make it."

A deathly silence.

A chilly wind blew past; only the puppies' and kittens' piercing cries rang out— though it was amidst skyscrapers, a place usually buzzing with people, now it felt deadly cold.

Ling Yue's livestream fell into an unprecedented dead silence— no one posted comments, no one spoke; it seemed that in that instant, the cats' and dogs' cries became the only sound in heaven and earth.

The driver sighed: 'This is the last batch of puppies processed by the express station; there won't be another.'

The dog downstairs was demanding my life again, practically crying into a tear‑soaked mess; he rubbed his eyes hard and said, 'What are we to do with these dogs?'

Are we just going to watch them painfully die alive?

Just thinking about this, his heart felt as if stabbed, pierced straight through.

The puppy that had previously screamed miserably was now at death's door, its voice hoarse as it shrieked.

Suddenly, a soft female voice rang out; Ling Yue never imagined the reward she had earned earlier would be used here.

The Requiem obtained for helping the goldfinch couple reunite.

Ling Yue began to sing, or rather hum, with a strange, wondrous tone; the viewers froze for a moment.

【Streamer, what are you doing?】

【These dogs are about to die from pain, and you, streamer, are actually singing? Do you even have a heart?!】

【Upstairs, hold off on the scolding— look at those puppies and kittens… they've quieted down…】

【Is the streamer's song meant to soothe these little cuties?】

【Waaah, is there hope? Are these little cuties going to be saved?】

The painful wails gradually subsided; the downstairs dog, demanding my life again, lowered its head and looked at that white, chubby little spotted dog lying on the lush green grass, its plump belly slightly raised, belly‑up, its four little paws stiffened as if wanting to high‑five a person.

The dog's cries from its mouth grew ever weaker; in the end only occasional whimpers remained. A friend nearby couldn't help but ask, 'What's going on? Are they—'

"Shhh—"

"Don't speak, don't wake them up."

The dog downstairs again demanded my life, slowly crouching down, head lowered, tears uncontrollably streaming down one drop after another.

In the camera, the little milk dog that occasionally whimpered slowly closed its eyes; beside it in the weeds was a golden little daisy, which swayed when the wind blew, and its tiny paws slightly lifted, as if it were truly asleep.

"It's asleep, they're asleep, right?"

The viewers in the livestream couldn't bear it any longer, wishing they could pull out their sore, hot hearts, which would be better than now, with tears flowing nonstop.

【Ah ah ah ah ah, streamer, you have no heart!】

【Wuwuwuwu, my tears are worthless, I want to cry to death! It's still so small QAQ】

【This world is too terrible, don't come here again in the future.】

【Really terrible, little one, to meet you like this.】

"I'm really sorry." The dog downstairs again demanding my life lowered its head, face full of regret: "I've never paid attention to any **express delivery; I thought it was far from me, but only today did I realize it's so close to me."

He was somewhat distraught, even going down a rabbit hole; Ling Yue instantly sensed something was wrong: "Do you want to hang up the video call? Don't you want to avenge these little dogs? Do you want them to have died in vain?"

"I'll send you my contact information; tell me your address. **Express delivery is illegal, the state explicitly forbids it. If you don't want to take action, I'll do it, I'll sue!"

These words completely shocked the young man's heart; the livestream viewers were stunned, and after reacting, a new wave of frenzy ensued.

【I'm a lawyer, I have the ability; streamer, hand the case to me, I'll sue them into bankruptcy!】

【I'm also a lawyer; my family has been lawyers for three generations, sue them to death!】

【Wuwuwu, I'm so poor I only have money left, I'll donate money to the streamer!】

【I seem to be from the same neighborhood as the little brother, sorry I didn't come, wuwuwu I'm here to help! I'll pitch in!】

【I'm a reporter……】

【I'm a civil servant of the judicial authority……】

【I'm a corporate slave, but I can post on Weibo; I'm an ordinary person but I can spread the word, I can tell my friends around me not to buy small animals online, reject **express delivery!】

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

Even Ling Yue hadn't expected so many people to step forward; her eyes suddenly felt dry and gritty, her throat choked, but she still firmly said: "I also have money; I'll organize, we'll all work together for these countless innocent lives lost."

As she spoke, she didn't realize how fast this **express delivery incident was spreading.

For Ling Yue, the end of the livestream wasn't the end of everything; rather, it was a new beginning.

After the livestream ended, Ling Yue immediately contacted the other party, hired a lawyer, gathered evidence, she sprang into action without pause, plunged into utter busyness, only returning late at night, with the bedroom light staying on all night.

Ling Yue directly posted a notice, postponing the next livestream, the exact time undecided, and everyone understood.

The little animals in the house moved cautiously; the Feng Shui turtle master even directly cast a divination, fortune-telling: "Great luck!"

"Disciple, work hard, you'll surely achieve the results you want!"

Even without those words, Ling Yue would still give her all; she compiled a list, the case's finances, and had the lawyer file a lawsuit, suing that well-known express delivery company in court.

At the same time, news about **express delivery spread online, with countless people wondering whether they, in a moment of impulse, had used **express delivery.

Inside the pitch-black, airtight small box, there was no food or water; the just-month-old puppy and kitten, separated from their mother, were thrown in, they screamed in fear with no response.

In loneliness, darkness, and fear, the box suddenly jolted; during violent transport, the express box was slammed hard onto the ground, the thin corrugated paper offering no cushioning, the puppies and kittens wailed in pain, their fragile paws completely immobile, or perhaps they struck their heads, ending their brief, sorrowful lives.

After the lawyer's statement in court, it was enough to move even the most hard-hearted person.

Most people teared up sadly, thinking: Aren't they lives too? Just because they can't speak, does that mean we can toy with them at will?

Laws and regulations have precise provisions, expressly forbidding **express delivery; they ought to pay a heavy price for this, preferably deterring them from ever doing it again in this life or the next.

In the courtroom, the judge's gavel fell, everyone rose, and the verdict was announced immediately: the plaintiff, Ling Yue's side, won.

Because of Ling Yue and everyone's relentless efforts, this case finally concluded after a week.

Yet the impact produced did not fade; the legal hammer shook some people's naive notions, making them realize what should and shouldn't be done; even if some still take risks, they will subconsciously weigh whether it's worth it.

Ling Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief; she rested for several days straight, this time truly mentally and physically exhausted, fortunately the outcome was good.

The phone rang suddenly; it was Lin Shaoze calling: "Congratulations."

Ling Yue smiled slightly, understanding his meaning, thinking of those furry kids, she blinked, relieved to be at home rather than face-to-face.

The big black, having taken leave, came running, its head nuzzling into Ling Yue's embrace, whimpering: "Owner, quickly pet big black; you said before that rubbing big black makes you happy every time, owner, cheer up!"

Ling Yue seemed to sense something; as she lifted her gaze, her face flushed red all at once, the large living room filled with small animals, all watching her, their eyes full of concern.

Ling Yue wiped her tears: "I won't cry, I should be happy, I won't cry."

The Xuan Cat Queen also approached, her paw pads resting on her brow: "You are our hero!"

Da Lao Hu Junjun swished its tail: "Great hero!"

On its back hung a dozen or so mischievous half-grown kittens; hearing its words, the kittens all chimed in: "Great hero!"

Someone shouted "big bear", and the chant went completely off track, with waves of "big bear" calls, making Ling Yue almost laugh out loud.

She vigorously rubbed big black's dog head before answering Lin Shaoze's words.

Ling Yue quickly regained her energetic state and directly asked him: "Do you have any plans?"

She hadn't forgotten her earlier promise; with information from Xiao Mi Feng, she believed the criminal investigation squad's officers should already have a solution.

Lin Shaoze paused, his voice unintentionally lowering: "Yes."

He hesitated: "We've decided to send someone undercover."

Ling Yue: "Undercover?"

Lin Shaoze explained: "With the information you provided, we did send people to investigate, but the other party is very wary, not trusting any subordinates. Also there's the underground trade leads; we decided to first get a clear picture, then finally net them all."

Such a plan made Ling Yue furrow her brows; hearing it, she thought it difficult, and besides, it's already late—would going undercover now still be in time?

She pondered for a moment, then asked; the other side fell silent.

Ling Yue instantly understood: "... Then let me do it."

"I also have a plan here; it should be not bad, you listen."

"I also have a plan here, it should be not bad, you listen to it." ：，，