Chapter 94

Racing Pigeon: "???"

It wondered if it had missed hearing something—how in the blink of an eye, Ling Yue already knew.

Racing Pigeon tilted its head: "Where? Where is it?"

That kidnapper almost scared it to death; Racing Pigeon swore it would regain its dignity.

Ling Yue pointed upward, coldly saying: "In the tree!"

The rustling of leaves in the forest covered the person's movements; also, only up in the tree could the dog not see the person, couldn't climb up, and could only bark wildly below.

As for the movement of scent, that was him moving in the tree! Looking at a tree over ten meters tall, Ling Yue furrowed her brows: "Is he courting death?"

Lin Shaoze reminded her: "According to the severity of his crime, it's either prison food or even a bullet, or a gamble—he knows best himself; moreover——"

His voice turned cold, gripping his pistol: "His appearance doesn't look like a first-time offender."

Ling Yue stared at the man's dark, deep eyes; a chill ran up her spine, as if she realized something, but was pulled back by Big Black's frantic barking: "Let's chase quickly!"

Ling Yue summoned Racing Pigeon again: "I have a favor to ask of you."

Racing Pigeon blinked, and Ling Yue was already leaning against its head: "Bring the shaking birds, the more the better—I'll feed them rations!"

Hearing the pet food, Racing Pigeon's eyes lit up instantly, its wings flapping with a papapa sound; realizing its reaction was too big, it explained: "I'm not greedy, I'm just excited—who let that kidnapper scare me? Rest assured, I guarantee to complete the mission!"

At that moment, in the treetops, the forest sea surged, leaves rustling; the skinny kidnapper, relying on his lighter weight, grabbed the trunk and vines, crawling back and forth in the treetops, he dared not look down, and even so, his body was drenched in foul sweat.

His mind was highly tense, but compared to the death penalty, there was still a sliver of hope!

He knew best what he had done; his sweat-soaked hand grabbed the vine, not knowing if his luck had run out, he actually miscalculated and jumped to the wrong spot.

With a crack, the kidnapper sat twisted-faced on the lone forked branch, his body stiff, feeling the fragile sound beneath him, cold sweat instantly breaking out.

Damn, this branch is too thin, it can hardly bear his weight.

Hearing the dog's barking below, he angrily grabbed the trunk—damn police dog!

"Goo—goo—"

A gray pigeon circled above the kidnapper, who extended a hand and waved: "Go! Go away!"

Racing Pigeon looked at him, chuckling: "Trying to drive me away? You'll regret it!"

It suddenly turned its head and flew backward, shouting loudly: "Brothers and sisters, it's here—charge!"

Probably the most numerous in the forest are the birds' calls; but when these chattering birds gather in a flock and surge forward, their delicate chirps turn directly into noise.

The kidnapper didn't notice at first, but when he heard the sound and saw the flock of birds, he widened his eyes in terror, opened his mouth, and waved his hands while suppressing his voice: "Get out! Get out! Get out!"

The birds occasionally pecked a bite, biting into his flesh; even if he was thick-skinned, he couldn't stand it—though the kidnapper had some skill, he actually managed to hit a few of them.

Racing Pigeon glanced: "Bullying my kin?!"

It waved its wings: "Everyone, charge! Peck at the small branches below to make him slip down!"

"Dug—dug—dug—"

The clear tapping sound rang out, yet it made the kidnapper break out in cold sweat.

Because the woodpecker lightly pecked at the trunk beneath him, the birds, led by Racing Pigeon, together exerted force along the crack, their sharp beaks beginning to peck.

The man almost screamed, clinging desperately to the trunk; the fork supporting his body emitted a "crack—crack—" sound, each one making his heart race and sweat pour down.

Racing Pigeon sat plump on his head, looking at the man imitating a sloth: "Hehehe, let you scare me!"

The man glared in anger: "Damn pigeon! Where did it come from?! And these birds, making people want to wring their necks!"

Racing Pigeon pecked at his skull like eating, shaking its butt and wagging its head, a shameless sight that no one could tolerate!

The man trembled with rage; given his violent and lawless nature, could he even endure this?

In an instant, he waved his hand to grab; Racing Pigeon seized the chance, flapped its wings, and immediately took off.

The next moment, the wobbling branch finally snapped with a crack, completely falling; a few seconds later he heard the sound, the man staggered, his mind went blank, his suspended legs slipped down, and he desperately clung to the trunk, limbs entwined around it.

That instant of falling directly scraped his skin raw—pain, too painful!

He stiffly clung to the trunk, at a height of over ten meters, he instinctively glanced down, and dizziness rushed straight to his brain.

He'll die! Falling down will definitely kill him!

Will he splatter into minced meat or meat sauce?

He couldn't even dare to think about it, then heard the dog's barking and a voice: "Found him—he was here all along."

The man thought he was no longer afraid of death, fearless, but when he actually faced it, every cell in his body screamed resistance—he didn't want to die!

"Save me! Save me! Save me!" he shouted loudly; since he was already exposed, he didn't want to die, and only three words remained in his mind: survive!

Ling Yue glanced at him teasingly and shouted: "Why don't we wait for him to climb down himself? It wasn't that hard to get up—how could he not come down?"

The kidnapper was so angry he nearly fainted, fearing Lin Shaoze might actually believe her; he swallowed and said: "You're police—how can you do this? Quickly save me down! Save me down!"

He shouted loudly; the more miserable his cries, the more satisfying it felt!

Ling Yue spread her hands: "I guess I'm not a police officer?"

The robber's face turned green!

Lin Shaoze glanced at the half-dead kidnapper, gave a light cough: "Let's wait for the team to arrive."

Racing Pigeon flew out again with a hehehe, looking at the motionless man: "Hahaha, I'm back for revenge!"

In the end, the team organized a rescue; the man, having maintained a pose for too long, had stiff muscles throughout. He gasped half-dead, unable to move at all.

Even with bird droppings and wounds on his head, though he wasn't dead yet, Racing Pigeon was almost able to kill him.

This ridiculous pose drew laughter from many—truly damn satisfying!

Ling Yue then waved to the side; Racing Pigeon flew to her hand, and, with a very boss-like demeanor, flapped its wings. Ling Yue saw that behind the nearest big tree, tiny heads popped out one after another, like colorful little mushrooms.

The little birds watched her warily.

These are little sprites that have grown up in the mountains since childhood, very wary of strangers; Ling Yue was even more curious how Racing Pigeon persuaded them.

Racing Pigeon puffed out its chest proudly: "Of course it's my three-inch unbreakable tongue! They all believe me!"

A woodpecker shook its head, flew over slyly, and stopped a meter or two away from Ling Yue: "Not at all!"

"It said if we help it, there will be tasty pet food—where is it? Quickly, take it out!"

The fierce woodpecker opened its beak, and the racing pigeon knew it was in trouble, pretending to preen its feathers as it lowered its head low.

Who would have thought, Ling Yue stroked its little head: "You're actually quite smart."

The racing pigeon looked at her in disbelief; she said, "Me? Smart?"

Ling Yue took out two handfuls of pet food, placed them on the ground, and the birds flapped over excitedly, taking a bite: "Wow, so fragrant, even better than I imagined!"

Don't talk, just eat quickly!

Birds big and small scrambled to peck at the food on the ground; in no time they ate it all clean. Finally, the fierce woodpecker from earlier patted the racing pigeon's wing: "Good buddy, if anything comes up, be sure to contact us—not just for the food, I just want to be your friend!"

I wouldn't boast, but at the very least, within a hundred-li radius, this is our territory; we can help with anything!

Racing pigeon: "......"

I don't believe you a bit!

Still, their abilities are undeniable; birds are the most numerous creatures in this mountain range, tiny though they may be, they are also the least attractive to hunters.

Barring a few natural predators, they can truly be called free and easy.

Ling Yue paused, then suddenly remembered something: this is the Mianyun Mountain Range, and the indigenous inhabitants of these mountains might know more.

"Recently, has anyone seen a brown bear?"

The birds stared at each other, still not reacting, when suddenly a rich milky fragrance wafted out, drawing many small birds to excitedly stretch their necks, eyes fixed on her—more precisely, on the fragrant pet food in her hand.

Ling Yue: "Whoever saw it and provides the information gets a handful."

She said, shaking the bag in her hand; the rustling sound made the little birds' eyes go wide.

"Zongzi, brown bear?"

Ling Yue added: "Those who provide information also count; they can get a small handful."

Sniff sniff sniff, so fragrant, so fragrant!

Their tiny heads were filled with the fragrant food; they had to exert all their strength just to think, and at that moment, a yellow oriole suddenly spoke: "I know, I've figured it out!"

"Recently, while I was taking care of small birds at home, I suddenly heard a loud bear roar to the southwest; later, my husband told me a large brown bear had come charging into the Mianyun Mountain Range, which scared me to death."

"Wow, your kids have already fled the nest—has it been that long?"

"You say that—do you actually know?" the yellow oriole snorted, looking at it.

The chickadee proudly said: "Of course I know!"

"I saw that brown bear; it went straight into the deep old forest, right in front of several mountain peaks! But now it seems to have disappeared."

Ling Yue heard this and furrowed her brows: "Disappeared?"

She suddenly recalled that the Mianyun Mountain Range actually serves as the north-south dividing line, stretching several kilometers, filled with towering peaks and perilous ridges too numerous to count, and its scope is astonishingly vast.

Before, they had only been circling the outskirts; the true interior is a place where even roads don't exist.

Could the bear have already run deep into the mountains?

That would explain why the police sent so many people but only found some vague traces, still unable to locate the brown bear—even she herself would need a long time.

Just then, the tree suddenly spoke: "No, that bear didn't go deep into the mountains."

Ling Yue looked closely and saw it was a dusky nightjar perched on the big tree, its camouflaging and confusing plumage blending completely with the bark; it gazed at Ling Yue, and due to its habit of resting by day and being active at night, it looked like a weary old man.

Ling Yue: "Have you seen that brown bear?"

"Not only have I seen it, I witnessed the whole process."

The nightjar said slowly: "That brown bear was really unlucky; it arrived near my jungle home one midnight, found an abandoned cave, had just settled in and was preparing to rest, when that very night hunters sneaked into the cave and carried it away."

"At the time I was eating a delicious little worm, perched motionless on a tree in front of the cave, I saw the whole thing. The bear tried to flee, but those people shot it three times before it went down—how pitiful! They carried off the large brown bear, muttering about whether they'd eat it or sell it."

"I was terrified, frozen in place watching them leave, and after that I didn't know anything else."

Ling Yue: "......"

Indeed, very unlucky.

But what she was most anxious about was the bear's fate—eaten or sold? Ling Yue faintly sensed something.

She dejectedly gave the birds their earlier reward; what they couldn't eat she wrapped in a large leaf and hung on them—the biggest bundle went to the nightjar, which was even larger than its body; for the birds, this was a sweet burden, and many birds looked at them enviously.

As they were leaving, Ling Yue received many local specialties from the small birds; knowing she was human, they were mostly wild fruits, living in the mountains, they knew which wild fruits were biggest and sweetest!

So when Ling Yue appeared holding many large fruits, a group of officers were stunned; then they realized she could understand animal speech, perhaps these were small gifts from the creatures.

But why did they feel weird?

Later they realized they were struggling with a capture, having intruded on someone else's territory—this was just an outing!

Then Cheng Ziming shamelessly said: "Sister Yueyue, from now on you're my real sister! My own older sister!"

So, can I hug your thigh more, little brother?

Several officers stole glances at him, expressionless, their eyes full of admiration and envy, almost saying outright: "We want to hug your thigh too!"

Cheng Ziming, relying on his thick skin, snagged a few more fruits—big and red—he wiped them and stuffed them into his mouth; the flesh was large, the pits small, juicy and sweet all the way to his heart.

He involuntarily gave Ling Yue a thumbs-up: "Really delicious, with the fresh fragrance of fruit—I haven't had fruit this good in ages. Any more?"

Ling Yue: "What do you think?"

She grabbed half and gave it to Lin Shaoze: "Captain Lin, you divide it."

Cheng Ziming clutched his chest: "Sister, you don't believe me?"

Ling Yue said nothing, popped a washed fruit into her mouth; the flesh mixed with abundant juice filled her mouth as she smiled at him.

Cheng Ziming: "QWQ"

With him being such a lively character, the atmosphere on the way back was very light; of course, mainly because the mission was completed, the only unhappy ones were probably the kidnappers, wearing a pair of silver handcuffs, faces ashen, eyes lifeless.

All the way, they escorted the kidnappers to the police station while Ling Yue took the little girl to the hospital; hearing the news, the Chen family rushed there dusty and weary, seeing their daughter on the bed, they couldn't help but burst into tears: "Ruiru, Ruiru, are you okay?"

Chen Xinxu just stared, blinked, and slowly hid beneath the hospital blanket.

She could never forget the abuse she had suffered, trembling with fear.

The parents regretted endlessly, looking at their daughter on the hospital bed, completely not knowing what to do.

The news they got from the police was like a basin of cold water, dousing their last bit of luck until nothing remained.

The kidnappers were practiced and experienced, because he had done this before; in another city he used the same method to kidnap a wealthy young master, who paid the ransom, but a few days later his son's corpse was found in a remote mountain forest.

Hearing this, the couple trembled with fear; they could not imagine what their daughter had suffered at the hands of the murderer.

According to the psychologist's observation: "The child is after all only in her early teens, immature; this bad experience has given her considerable psychological trauma, which normally needs careful parental care, but given your situation, it will only worsen the patient's condition."

The couple stared, startled: "Then what about us?"

The doctor said: "For now, don't appear in front of her, to avoid worsening her condition."

On the contrary, the appearance of Ling Yue and Ge Ge made Chen Xinrui very happy; the little girl's eyes lit up when she saw them.

Leaving the ward, Ling Yue received a call; in an instant she curled her lips: "Really?"

At the zoo, Xiao Liu excitedly watched the three tiger brothers: "Yes, boss, I did as you said; today I suddenly got a strange call, the caller used a voice changer, I can't tell who it is, but what he asked is basically the same as what you said."

Ling Yue pursed her lips: "Then go along with him, play along."

Xiao Liu: "Boss, rest assured, I'll definitely handle this properly."

His gaze fell back on the three tiger brothers, making them uneasy; Tiger Da glanced at his two little brothers, yawned, and said: "What's going on? What's wrong with this guy? Did he take the wrong medicine?"

The little brothers shook their heads: "Who knows, maybe he's had a brain spasm?"

Tiger Da: "Come on, let's keep training."

Here, Ling Yue had finished her instructions, hung up the phone, and just turned around when she saw Lin Shaoze, beside whom stood a couple with red, swollen eyes from crying.

As for why they are called a couple, because she had seen them—they were indeed Ruirui's parents; the cage in their hands suddenly swayed—it was the racing pigeon.

It shrank into a ball from fear; Ling Yue couldn't help but frown: "What's wrong?"

She said this, not noticing a flash of orange-yellow shadow slipping past behind her.

Sai Ge: QAQ

"Hello." Just then, the woman of the couple suddenly spoke, eagerly looking at Ling Yue: "I heard Captain Lin say you provided the lead—thank you! Thank you!"

The woman spoke, excitedly dropping to her knees; Ling Yue hurried to support her. Speaking of which, she didn't have a good impression of them—if it weren't for the parents' negligence, how could little Chen Xinrui have been kidnapped by the abductors?

Seeing them kneel, she felt a little moved, but this basically had nothing to do with her; later, the little girl's relationship with her family would depend on their own efforts.

They obviously knew this too, but just thinking about nearly losing their only daughter, how could they calm down?

Madam Chen then produced a check: "Please accept this!"

She no longer said "you", but used the respectful "you" (nin).

Ling Yue's fame had actually spread early in Jing Shi; no one dared disturb her lightly, because she was backed by the Ye, Song, and Ren families, and the strength she displayed also kept them from offending her.

This incident made the couple deeply grateful, finally realizing that wealth is external; being alive is better than anything.

Ling Yue ultimately didn't take it, suggesting instead that they donate to out-of-school children and stray animals—doing good deeds would never be wrong.

After she spoke, she noticed Sai Ge was no longer just ordinarily afraid, curled into a ball, wishing to squeeze itself into a ball!

Ling Yue: "!!!"

This isn't her pigeon.

"What's wrong with you?"

Sai Ge stammered: "Scared, scared QAQ"

Ling Yue's face grew grave; she picked up the pigeon and hurried away, leaving the couple both looking at Lin Shaoze: "Master Ling, just now were you talking to the animals?"

Lin Shaoze nodded, said only a few words, and brushed it off.

They didn't know that this aroused the couple's great curiosity—indeed, someone could actually understand animal speech; they had thought it was just a rumor, but maybe it's true after all.

Ling Yue, single-handedly handling beasts, trained dogs into police dogs, cats into magazine cover models; Mr. Chen's eyes lit up—she can communicate with small animals, so could she also □□ a batch of animal bodyguards?

Led by the Chen family, the wealthy value their safety highly; previously they didn't care, but after enduring such a painful lesson, they remain the same—that's just not using their brains!

"Ruirui, my Ruirui..." Madam Chen's eyes welled with a thin mist: "The doctor said Ruirui can keep a small animal, communicate with it, to relieve and service her emotions; honey, can I ask Miss Ling to come?"

Mr. Chen thought of his exhausted, suffering daughter and his heart softened: "Yes, of course."

Seeing their meaning, Lin Shaoze coughed lightly: "Miss Ling Yue has a pet consultation shop on Pet Street in Jing Shi, but you need to queue."

Madam Chen: "Then we'll go queue tomorrow!"

In the hallway beside the ward, Ling Yue carried the cage forward, when her steps suddenly stalled; she also sensed something abnormal, as if a pair of eyes behind her were fixed on her.

Sai Ge was almost crying from fright, its feathers puffed up completely into a chubby ball.

Ling Yue suddenly turned her head; the hallway was empty, her ears twitched, a soft brush rubbed her calf, and a meow sounded: "Boss Ling, watch your step."

The lazy orange cat grandpa flicked its tail; its sturdy little body was exactly like a tiny tiger, showing it had been living well lately—its fur shinier than before, and apparently it had gotten a bit fatter.

At this moment, it stared at the pigeon in the cage, its barbed tongue licking its two little fangs; the words it wanted to say reached its lips, then suddenly changed.

"Wow, this pigeon looks so fat… oh no, it's sickly; is it not going to live long? Want me to take care of it for you?"

Ling Yue: "???"

Sai Ge: "QWQ"

"Don't eat me, I'm not tasty~ wuwuwu~" Sai Ge kicked its legs and plopped down sitting.

Ling Yue: "…Old man, stop teasing the little pigeon; it's already pitiful enough."

Saying this, she rubbed Sai Ge's little head: "Don't worry, it won't eat you, and it won't talk anymore."

Ling Yue finally understood what Sai Ge feared—cats and birds have been natural enemies since ancient times, especially an old hand like the orange cat grandpa; it's no wonder the little pigeon isn't scared to death.

Orange Cat Grandpa: "…Alright."

It withdrew its gaze from the pigeon, looked at Ling Yue, and said: "You want to come see Sang Sang?"

"Sang Sang is in the hospital."

Ling Yue blinked, rubbed the cat's head: "Sure."

The orange cat grandpa swayed its tail, stepped lightly forward with cat steps, turned the corridor, went past the corner, and there was Sang Sang's ward; Ling Yue knocked on the door: "Is Sang Sang in?"

She saw the grandmother and caregiver who were taking care of Sang Sang; grandfather had gone to get food, and when Sang Sang saw her, she excitedly called out: "Sister Yueyue!"

Compared to a few days ago, her condition was much better; seeing Ling Yue stretch out her hand, her eyes sparkled: "I miss you so much!"

Ling Yue nodded: "I miss you too."

However, the little girl tilted her head: "How did you know I'm here?"

Ling Yue smiled: "It's the orange cat grandpa, you forgot sister has superpowers!" She said, making a biubiu sound with her mouth; Sang Sang burst out laughing, her bell-like laughter filling the whole ward.

The private VIP ward, after all, since the scumbag dad was arrested, everything the mom left behind was returned to Sang Sang; although she's young, still under the care of her two new guardians, the grandparents, they naturally wouldn't be stingy toward their only granddaughter.

Ling Yue and Sang Sang chatted, when suddenly she mentioned the circus; the little girl looked at her: "I really want to go see the circus, I heard it's going to run for three days!"

She excitedly stretched out her two little hands, gesturing at Ling Yue, three days! So exaggerated her little face almost turned into an emoji; Ling Yue almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

"It's a pity I can't go." Sang Sang lowered her head; even though it's early-stage leukemia, after detection it's best to stay hospitalized for observation, because this is a blood system disease, a cancer.

Ling Yue rubbed her little head, before she could speak, Sang Sang suddenly lifted her little face, mischievously saying: "Although Sang Sang can't go, but you, sister, can go!"

Ling Yue's brow twitched, she stared fixedly at the little girl: "What's your weird idea?"

Sang Sang widened her eyes, her grape-like dark big eyes blinked: "What weird idea? It's obviously the best idea, Grandma, you say, right?"

The grandmother, dozing on a small bed set up beside the bed, said: "Ah? Yes."

Ling Yue: "……"

You probably didn't even hear what we just said, but she's also tired, after all the two elders are quite old.

Ling Yue looked at Sang Sang, who broke into a bright smile: "Sister, when you go watch the circus performance, could you film a video for me? Sang Sang can't go, but you can be Sang Sang's eyes."

She said this, then suddenly lowered her head, feeling uneasy, not daring to look at Ling Yue; her little head probably wondering, will it affect sister? Am I being a bit too much?

Suddenly, Ling Yue's voice came from above: "Sure."

"I'll watch the circus performance together with Sang Sang, who made Sang Sang the cutest little girl in the world."

Sang Sang instantly laughed, snuggling cutely into her embrace: "Sister, you're just like my mom."

Ling Yue's body stiffened, huh?

She doubted she had misheard, I'm still a single dog, little sis.

Sang Sang continued: "I saw."

"You treat those little animals well; they're just like sister's kids, sigh——"

She suddenly sighed, resting her chin in worry: "Why am I not a little animal? Then I could just mooch off sister's house!"

Ling Yue pinched her slightly baby-fat little cheek: "What's on your little mind all day?"

Sang Sang smiled so much her eyes narrowed: "Thinking of sister!"

At this moment, the orange cat grandpa jumped onto the small blanket on the bed's edge; it looked like its exclusive spot, and it meowed: "Little liar, you just said you wanted to see me!"

After saying that, it turned its head, its chubby big butt aimed at Sang Sang.

Ling Yue's face was full of question marks, feeling like she'd stepped into a battlefield.

Sang Sang handled this with ease, scooping up the big orange cat, pressing her face against the cat's head: "Orange, don't be mad, I like you too! I miss you too!"

Sweet nothings; not to mention Ling Yue, even the nervous racing pigeon from earlier couldn't hold up, trembling in waves.

The pigeon's eyes full of disgust: "Eh~ so cheesy!"

Ling Yue stayed a while before leaving, having agreed on a time with the little girl, and returned the racing pigeon; the busy day finally ended.

Ling Yue fell into a deep sleep.

At the same time, inside the circus, with only a few days left until the performance, the variety performers began training in a noisy hustle; as a circus, the most important thing isn't the clown act, nor the acrobats, but the animal performance.

Everyone was preparing in full swing; monkeys, goats, lions, tigers, and the most important circus star, the brown bear.

The animal trainer wielded a stick to direct; if a mistake happened, the stick seemed to have eyes, striking the thickest part of the animals' skin and flesh; it wouldn't hurt the organs, but it hurt enough that they dared not disobey.

"Jump!" the animal trainer gave the jump command.

Five flaming fire rings were placed before a female lion; the lion instinctively stepped back, and the stick came down; by reflex, it charged forward in one go.

The animal trainer breathed a sigh of relief and greeted his companion: "Not bad."

The female lion silently licked her scorched paws; beside her, a monkey wore a colorful little vest, its fur somewhat whitened, showing it's getting old; it said: "Lily, you got burned again?"

It hadn't even finished speaking when it was called onto a small cart, beginning the acrobatics.

Every animal here had eyes full of numbness and despair; obviously, they'd grown accustomed to this life.

In the dead of night, suddenly a roar rang out.

In the cage holding the brown bear, Bear X looked at the surrounding animals, claws gripping the circus's special cage: "Let me out! Let me out! I want to go home!"

The monkey yawned, looking at it: "You okay?"

"I advise you not to yell randomly; otherwise, the stick won't show mercy."

Bear X clung to its chubby self: "Wuu wuu wuu, I don't want to come out, I want to go home, I want to go back to the zoo QAQ"

From high hopes to low spirits, only a circus's distance separates them.

The monkey heard its words, eyes lighting up: "Zoo? You're a brown bear from the zoo? How did you end up here?"

It almost died of envy; those little monkeys in the zoo are so excited, all they need to do is eat and drink.

Unlike it, since it could remember, it's been captured and trained; the circus's great fame is entirely due to the animal trainer's extremely strict training.

Also, batch after batch of animals have died, but the boss is well-connected, each time able to obtain many animals; Monkey Manman is the longest-staying animal, it wants to survive, but as it gets older, in a few years it'll be useless and will end up like those disappeared animals.

It cried sadly over its fate.

Bear X silently looked at it; it had been here a while, but previously its temper was too violent, it had been kept alone, basically not interacting with other animals.

So it didn't understand why Monkey Manman suddenly started crying.

It reminded it of the monkey troop on Monkey Hill next to the zoo back then, and it couldn't help asking: "Why are you crying?"

Monkey Manman: "I don't have many good years left to live, of course I have to cry."

Bear X was shocked and plopped down onto the ground.

From Monkey Full's lament, it finally realized clearly what kind of wolf den it had fallen into.

Not only that—

Monkey Full: "Before you, our circus also had a brown bear; that guy was really smart—he could roll balls, jump rope, and dance; he was the star animal of our circus, but now he's missing; do you know where he went?"

"Because it was sick, it couldn't perform, so the boss locked it up, preparing to sell it!"

It started to wuwu cry again; because it was smart, it knew too much, and because it was smart, it cried for itself.

At that moment, a low growl sounded, and the Female Lion Jasmine stood up, looking at it: "What are you crying for? One day, we'll leave this place!"

Hearing this, Monkey Full froze, and the female lion looked toward the sky, her eyes full of burning determination: "I've already talked it over with the other animals; during those three days of the circus performance, we'll definitely escape!"

It said, looking at the monkey: "We still need you, Full; you're the smartest among us—are you willing to take a gamble?"

"I'm willing!"

Monkey Full didn't open its mouth, shockedly looking at the nearby Brown Bear West Bear: "I'm willing, I want to escape! I can do anything!"