I raise furry animals and fly them to my motherland.

Chapter 219 held back a trick

Two prop pig's blood packets rolled out from under the white robes of the ancient-style male god Zhang Chenyi onto the empty horse field, attracting everyone's attention.

The whole place fell into dead silence.

Even the director was dumbfounded.

The three busybodies whom Zhang Chenyi had bribed were now standing there awkwardly.

Jiang Mo dismounted, raising an eyebrow slightly: "Teacher Zhang, in this scene... it seems the director didn't include any bloodshed?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for everyone around to hear: "Or is it that Teacher Zhang orchestrated this whole thing himself?"

The cameras of paparazzi and fans were all pointed at the blood pack on the ground.

"Holy crap! Is this some kind of staged accident scam?"

"Impossible! How could Teacher Zhang..."

"How is it impossible? It's strange that the horse suddenly went berserk. He even prepared blood packs in advance?"

"Moreover, when Zhang Chenyi was going berserk on the horse just now, he shouted 'Jiang Mo,' who would believe it if it wasn't a frame-up?"

Zhang Chenyi's fans refused to believe their idol would be that kind of person, arguing, "What if it was a mistake by the props team, and they accidentally put the blood pack for the next scene on Chenyi ahead of time?"

The scene was chaotic, and the director's face turned cold: "Zhang Chenyi, what's going on here?"

As a director who managed to secure cooperation with the provincial government of Xizhou, Director Luo was not afraid of the actors' powerful backgrounds.

Zhang Chenyi's face turned pale, and he moved his lips slightly: "Director, the production assistant informed me that this scene requires a blood pack, as there is a scene where someone is injured."

One of the production assistants, bribed by Zhang Chenyi, quickly and obsequiously approached Director Luo: "Director Luo, I'm sorry, I relayed the wrong message! I got it mixed up!"

Director Luo has been in the directing industry for so many years, how could he possibly be fooled?

"Just focus on filming, don't give me any of this nonsense that will disrupt the shoot. This is a project supported by the province!"

Zhang Chenyi's cold gaze shot towards Xu Ying: "Director Luo, aren't you surprised that this variety show guest is on set, and even wearing a horse?"

"She disrupted the order on set! I even suspect that my horse going out of control was related to her."

Xu Ying showed her work ID: "Oh, I'm here on behalf of the Desert Scenic Area Zoo and the Xizhou Province Animal Protection Association to take care of these animal actors on set."

"I was essentially the supervisor. Oh, Director Luo knows about this."

Xu Ying grinned.

After signing the cooperation contract with Jiang Mo, she anticipated that she might have to reveal her identity on set, so she took precautions. She reported to Director Yi, applied for a legitimate work permit, and also informed Director Luo privately.

Jiang Mo looked at Xu Ying with admiration and worship that he himself was unaware of. Station Chief Xu was truly meticulous in his work.

Zhang Chenyi's expression froze. He thought Xu Ying was secretly brought into the film set by Jiang Mo, but he didn't expect Director Luo to know!

He looked at Director Luo, whose face had turned ashen.

"We're not filming this morning!" Director Luo snorted coldly. "There won't be any peace until we resolve this major problem on set!"

"Fortunately, the problem was discovered in time, and filming had only just begun!"

Zhang Chenyi's face was stiff. Could Director Luo's "big problem with the crew" be referring to him?

Zhang Chenyi was helped up from the ground by his assistant. He has a strong mental fortitude, and his complexion had returned to normal by now.

"Please investigate, director, I am truly a victim."

After Chengfeng was calmed down, Xu Ying squatted down and carefully examined the wound on its neck.

The needle hole was tiny, but a bruise had already formed around it, indicating that it had been stabbed hard.

“Venous bleeding, needle marks.” She looked up, her sharp gaze sweeping over everyone on set. “As for whose needle it is, a fingerprint test will tell.” “Teacher Zhang, where did you throw the needle?”

"What are you talking about? What needle?"

Zhang Chenyi looked up in confusion, his expression completely unaffected.

Xu Ying stared into Zhang Chenyi's eyes, a slight smile playing on her lips, but did not answer immediately.

She gently stroked Chengfeng's mane and whispered, "Chengfeng, where's the needle?"

The horse shook its head, its breathing heavy: [He threw it...over there...]
Xu Ying squinted and looked in the direction Cheng Feng indicated—it was a sandy area at the edge of the film set, surrounded by haystacks and props for filming.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak, come out quickly," she called softly.

Almost the instant she finished speaking, a small gray-brown gerbil popped out of her backpack, nimbly jumped onto her shoulder, sniffed Chengfeng's wound with its little nose, and then darted away.

She saved this little gerbil by asking the peregrine falcon Lightning to spare its life; it's an old native of the horse farm.

"Wow, it's the gerbil from Station Master Xu's work diary!"

"Is it trying to help find the needle? That's so clever!"

All eyes were on that small figure.

Zhang Chenyi's expression stiffened almost imperceptibly for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal, even revealing a hint of helpless smile: "Miss Xu, are you joking? Using a rat to humiliate me?"

Xu Ying ignored him, her gaze fixed on the little gerbil.

The little guy darted quickly across the sand, finally stopping beside an inconspicuous haystack. "[Station Master Xu, I'm here!]"
Xu Ying put on the gloves for evidence collection, dug around in the area marked by the gerbil a few times, pulled a needle out of the sand, and put it into the evidence bag.

Xu Ying waved the evidence bag at the crowd.

Her voice was clear and cold: "The needle has been found."

There was an uproar.

Zhang Chenyi's pupils contracted slightly, but he maintained a puzzled expression: "What does this prove? There are so many props on set, who knows whose needle it is?"

Xu Ying chuckled: "Is that so?"

She turned to the director: "Could you please check the surveillance footage from just now and see what Mr. Zhang's hand movements were like?"

The director immediately signaled the cameraman to play the footage back.

Under high-definition lens, at the moment when Jiang Mo's sword grazed Cheng Feng's neck, a cold light did indeed flash across Zhang Chenyi's left sleeve - although it was extremely fast, it could still be identified as a thin needle when viewed in slow motion.

Zhang Chenyi's fingertips trembled slightly, but his tone remained calm: "This is just a reflection from a prop during the shoot. Miss Xu is being too hasty."

Xu Ying stood up, looked around, and spoke clearly and calmly:
"As many people probably know, I am an animal communication specialist and can understand animal speech."

She patted Chengfeng's neck. "Chengfeng just told me that it was Zhang Chenyi who pricked it with an embroidery needle, which is why it was in so much pain—it wasn't Jiang Mo's sword that hurt it at all."

The scene was in an uproar!
Zhang's fans immediately erupted in anger:

"You're the only one here who can understand animal speech, so whatever you say goes!"

"Exactly! Who knows if you're deliberately framing Teacher Zhang!"

Xu Ying sneered, about to retort, when suddenly—

"Give way."

A deep, cold male voice came from behind the crowd.

The onlookers automatically parted to make way, and a tall, upright man strode over.

He wore a dark blue police uniform, the badge on his shoulder straps gleaming coldly in the sunlight, his features sharp and his eyes like knives.