Usually, when Curly Hair didn't allow a checkup, he must have done something. Thus, Fang Zhao gave Curly Hair a checkup after bringing him back.
Curly Hair didn't have any external injuries. He hadn't even lost a strand of hair when he walked out of the exhibition hall. Others thought that Curly Hair had been lucky and hadn't been injured by falling objects, but Fang Zhao knew that wasn't necessarily the case.
When he plucked out the metal shavings from between Curly Hair's teeth, Fang Zhao knew that the matter wasn't that simple.
Fang Zhao had already heard from others about what had happened at the manor. He also knew that the cages where the dogs were kept had all been cut and that the culprit hadn't been found yet.
Fang Zhao sighed. "Where are you injured?"
Curly Hair raised a front paw.
Fang Zhao pinched the paw and searched carefully for a while before he found a small scratch on the paw. The skin was not broken, and it would have healed if he had waited a little longer.
As for the metal shavings stuck between Curly Hair's teeth, the edges were already showing signs of melting. Even if he hadn't plucked them out, they would have been digested.
After cleaning up the metal shavings, Fang Zhao rubbed some ointment on Curly Hair's paw.
"Alright, go play somewhere else." Fang Zhao wanted to find out more information. He needed to know more details about the scene.
Curly Hair ran off to play games after getting permission. Fang Zhao, on the other hand, understood some things through his status as the dog's owner and a good friend of Mr. Will Jr.
The police were rather efficient. Based on the clues they had and the efforts of those furious artists and entrepreneurs, they found the culprit. The incident at the exhibition hall was indeed a deliberate act of revenge. The mastermind behind it had already been apprehended.
The mastermind was an antique dealer who had an old grudge against the manor owner. Not long ago, the manor owner had used some underhanded means to snatch a piece of art from the antique dealer, so the antique dealer now hated him. The manor owner's personal exhibition had been advertised a long time ago, so the antique dealer had set his sights on it.
According to the antique dealer, he had destroyed the manor owner's collection for revenge. He had never intended to kill anyone. The location of the bomb and the fire had been carefully considered. As long as one wasn't physically crippled or unlucky, there would be plenty of time for the attendees to come out.
However, there really was someone who was physically useless, had a unique brain circuit, and was unlucky. This time, he sprained his ankle and injured himself. Many people were dumbfounded when they saw Will being sent to the hospital!
In the police station, the furious owner of the manor and the gloomy Mr. Antique were quarreling for nearly half an hour.
The manor lord: "You're insane!"
The antique dealer: "You're treacherous!"
The owner of the manor: "You are extremely vicious and evil! Sinister and cunning! Bribing the people in my manor to coordinate from the inside and outside! On one hand, you destroyed my collection, and on the other hand, you plotted to steal my dog! "
The antique merchant's gloomy face was like a storm, "You're slandering me! I'm fucking allergic to dogs! "
The policeman on the side saw that the two of them didn't get to the point, so he interrupted, "Who tampered with the surveillance cameras in the place where the dogs were placed and the warehouses next to it?"
The antique dealer was furious. "I told you! I'll admit to everything else! But the warehouse surveillance has nothing to do with me! I'm innocent! Perhaps it was someone from their manor who wanted to take advantage of the situation! If the owner of the manor is such a greedy dog, how can the people in the manor be any better?! "
When the owner of the manor heard that the other party didn't forget to pour black water on him even at this point, he slammed the table and stood up. "You're still quibbling! Were you the one who blew up the exhibition hall? Were you the one who got someone to start the fire?! "
"I admit to that …"
"If you weren't the one who did it, who else could it be?! The one who stole the dog must be you! Stealing the dog to sell for money! There was even a dog worth 200 million locked up in there! "
The antique dealer rushed over and wanted to hit him, but he was restrained by the handcuffs and held back by the police.
Seeing the two of them start quarreling again, the police also had a headache. They had clues about everything else, but the matter of the surveillance cameras in the place where the dogs were placed and the surrounding warehouses still hadn't come to a conclusion. After asking the owner of the manor some questions, the police let him go back first.
Although no lives had been lost, quite a number of people had been injured. Whether it was minor or major injuries, external injuries or psychological injuries, the people invited to attend the exhibition had been frightened and blamed the owner of the manor. You're the one who attracted so much hatred, why did you have to implicate us? You clearly know that you're the target of hatred, why didn't you do a good job at such an important event like the exhibition?
In short, the owner of the manor couldn't shirk his responsibility! He reckoned that no one would be willing to attend his private exhibitions in the next few years. Even if he increased the security measures tenfold in the future, people invited to attend the exhibition would still have to think twice. There were so many exhibitions, and people only had one life. This time, the antique dealer hadn't been ruthless, but what if it was someone even crazier the next time?
The owner of the manor had suffered heavy losses this time. Even if he had bought insurance, those painstakingly painted works and treasures would never come back.
After returning, the owner of the manor got people to carefully check the items in a few warehouses. Actually, he somewhat believed what the antique dealer had said. He had even admitted to blowing up the exhibition hall and setting fire to it, so there was no need to hide what had happened in the warehouses.
There wasn't anything valuable in the warehouses. The most valuable things in this area were the temporarily placed dogs, especially Fang Zhao's Curly Hair, which was worth 200 million. But not a single dog had been lost!
The owner of the manor started to imagine all sorts of scenarios. For example, someone had placed valuable items in his warehouse and then taken advantage of the chaos to move the items out? Wasn't that how it was done in movies?
The people in the manor rummaged through a few warehouses but still didn't find anything.
Perhaps the person who had taken advantage of the chaos to sneak in had already taken the items away?
Since he couldn't find any useful information, the owner of the manor didn't intend to continue dwelling on this matter. He had more important matters to attend to. This time, the people he had invited were all well-known artists or entrepreneurs. He had to apologize to them one by one, especially the unlucky Little Will. He was the one who had been injured this time, and it was rumored that he had suffered psychological trauma.
Just as the owner of the manor was under pressure, Fang Zhao came looking for him. The owner of the manor only received him for a short while before letting the housekeeper bring Fang Zhao to see the location where the dogs had been placed.
The manor housekeeper told Fang Zhao that two dogs had escaped from the designated location and had even helped apprehend a suspicious person. Later on, it was confirmed that the person had been involved in the arson. But as for how the two dogs had escaped from the cages in the designated location, the reason was still unknown. The tool used to cut open the cages hadn't been found, and no one knew what it was.
"The fracture of the cages is too difficult to determine. I reckon it was some kind of uncommon pliers," the housekeeper said.
"Can I take a look at the surveillance footage?" Fang Zhao asked.
"Sure."
The housekeeper pulled up the surveillance footage.
In the surveillance footage, everything was normal at the beginning. Fang Zhao could even see Curly Hair demonstrating to other dogs and happily eating dog food. When the incident occurred in the exhibition hall, there was a loud bang, and the dogs in the designated location started barking in fright. Then, the screen flashed, and nothing else.
"The rest are all the same. There's a problem with the surveillance equipment," the housekeeper said. "It's not just here. The other warehouses in the vicinity are the same. Something happened at the same time."
"Can I take a look at the surveillance footage of the surrounding warehouses?" Fang Zhao asked.
The housekeeper hesitated for a bit before replying, "Sure." In any case, the warehouses were filled with junk. It wasn't anything shameful.
The surveillance footage at the front of the few warehouses was the same. The same situation occurred at the same time. They all flashed for about a second before completely losing their effectiveness.
At the location where the dogs were placed, the surveillance footage flickered the most. During that one second, no clear image could be seen, as if the system had malfunctioned. Although the surveillance footage at the warehouse further away also flickered at the same time, a blurry silhouette could still be seen.
Fang Zhao didn't show it on his face, but his heart pounded.
He had seen a similar situation before!
That "break point" that lasted for about a second!
Fang Zhao had returned to the black street and pulled up the surveillance footage. At a certain moment during his rebirth, there had been a "break point" in all the surveillance footage! But at that time, the break point hadn't affected the follow-up work of the surveillance footage. But here, after the break point, all the surveillance footage at the designated location and the nearby warehouses had collapsed.
Fang Zhao looked at the area where the dogs were placed. The floor was a mess. He could imagine how chaotic it had been when the dogs had been released.
"Where's the door?" Fang Zhao asked.
"The door here is controlled by a combination lock and requires identification before it can be opened. But at that time, it also malfunctioned, and then the door opened on its own …" The housekeeper also felt that this kind of lock wasn't reliable. If it was malfunctioning, it should have been locked. How could it open on its own!
Fang Zhao asked a few more questions before leaving the manor.
When he returned to HuangArt's dormitory, Fang Zhao pulled out Curly Hair, who was playing games.
Curly Hair whimpered and whined coquettishly when his game was interrupted and rubbed against Fang Zhao's trousers. Seeing Fang Zhao's solemn posture, Curly Hair's wagging tail drooped down and his ears drooped as he squatted obediently.
Fang Zhao stared at Curly Hair and asked, "Were you the one who broke the surveillance footage?"
Curly Hair tilted his head. His black dog eyes were filled with doubt as his tail moved slowly and cautiously.
Fang Zhao paused for a moment before asking, "Were you the one who chewed through the cage?"
"Woof!" Curly Hair raised his head and wagged his tail proudly, looking like he was asking for praise.
Fang Zhao pondered as he watched Curly Hair like this.
Curly Hair might have had something to do with the surveillance footage at the storage area and the surrounding warehouses. It was just that Curly Hair didn't know, or perhaps he had some awareness but didn't really understand. Of course, this was just Fang Zhao's own guess.
After the incident at the exhibition hall, Curly Hair had chewed through the cage and then quickly chewed through the other cages to release all the dogs. Only then could he mislead the public. Curly Hair was very pleased with this, so he asked Fang Zhao for praise. Look at how smart I am!
As for anything else, Fang Zhao couldn't get any answers. Curly Hair was smart, but he couldn't explain things clearly. Fang Zhao also couldn't ask a dog to speak the human language.
Fortunately, there wasn't any evidence pointing at Curly Hair. Based on his observations, if the manor owner couldn't find out what had happened at the storage area, there was a high chance that he would pin the blame on that antique dealer. Compared to the matter at the exhibition hall, the area where the dogs were kept and the surrounding warehouses weren't that important.
Curly Hair saw that Fang Zhao had become silent again and also quietened down. He only squatted down for a while and looked at Fang Zhao, then at the gaming helmet not far away and whimpered softly. Not waiting for Fang Zhao's reply, Curly Hair whimpered a few more times.
Fang Zhao waved his hand. "Go and play."
Curly Hair rushed back excitedly, burrowed his head into the gaming helmet, and started playing.
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