Shen Mo, a judge at the bottom of Dali Temple.
Until he broke his head on a wooden pillar and awakened his incredible skills——
I can understand animals talking!
Since then, my style of solving crimes has completely gone astray:
The witness at the murder scene was the arrogant black cat on the roof, who resented the murderer for not notifying him to move before setting the fire;
The key physical evidence had to be found by paddling the old oily dog with its nose, at the cost of losing all my dried meat reserves;
Even tracking down the real culprit depends on the attitude of the Sparrow Intelligence Group, because they have the gossip about Quan Changan.
I thought solving crimes was like cheating, until I scratched the surface of an arson case.
Below is a smuggling network, a headless corpse, and a cat-language testimony about "The Sixth Prince Conspired to Rebellion".
Now, my immediate boss has ordered me to shut up, and the person behind the scenes wants me to shut up forever.
And my animal teammates were quarreling over "Who gets the bigger share of the little fish tonight?"
Well written.