Animal Whisperer: Take Back My Life and Love Chapter 181: The Headmaster And The Rumors

Next, Nancy took the Tabby and the Squirrel Bros to the back of the Second Teaching Building. This was a small courtyard that had been almost forgotten. Weeds grew wildly, reaching nearly half the height of a person, giving the place a desolate and silent atmosphere.

She turned to the Tabby, who was sitting elegantly nearby, and spoke seriously. "Tabby, I need you to use your influence as a local boss. Ask the local cats or rats in this area if they have seen any human arms in the trash or the sewers lately."

The Tabby lazily licked its paw and flicked the tip of its tail, putting on an air of "leave it to me." "Hmph, such a small matter... just wait."

The Squirrel Bros sat side by side, their round eyes fixed on Nancy without blinking. "What about us? We can help too!" Their bushy tails wagged restlessly behind them.

Nancy was moved to laughter by their eager expressions and quickly pointed to the lush trees surrounding the building. "Of course, I need you! Please climb the nearby trees and search for any birds or other small animals that might have witnessed the scene. Ask them if they noticed anything unusual. "

"Mission accepted!" The two squirrels chirped in unison and nimbly scurried up the tree trunks. Their fluffy tails flashed through the branches and soon vanished into the green canopy.

Having arranged the various "detectives," Nancy breathed a small sigh of relief and turned back toward the main entrance of the Second Teaching Building. Just as she reached the bottom of the stairs, she saw a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking refined and scholarly, speaking solemnly with Simon.

Nancy's eyes lit up as she recognized the man. She walked over quickly. She knew immediately that this was Jensen Bog, the Vice President of Townsville University.

In Nancy's experience, university administrators usually maintained a certain distance, but Jensen was completely different. Back when Nancy was applying to the Royal Veterinary College abroad, Jensen had personally written her recommendation letter and had taken the initiative to help her coordinate the use of the university's veterinary research lab.

Jensen was known for cherishing talent. Whenever he learned a student was facing financial hardship or personal setbacks, he would do his best to assist them with scholarship applications or research support. He was a teacher highly praised by students in private.

At that moment, Jensen was speaking earnestly to Simon. "Mr. Simon, I appreciate your hard work here. The opening ceremony is in three days, and with new students arriving, rumors about this place being 'haunted' are already starting to spread. It's having a very negative impact."

"Professor Jensen," Nancy said, picking up her pace to greet him respectfully.

Jensen looked at Nancy, his eyes filling with surprise and concern. "Nancy? What are you doing here? Didn't you return to Summers Corp Veterinary Hospital after graduation?"

Nancy gave a bitter smile and shook her head. She briefly shared the story of her background and taking over the zoo, finally adding softly, "I am now an animal communicator and a special consultant for the police."

Jensen had helped Nancy apply for the school lab before and knew how hard she had worked on vaccine research for the Summers family's hospital during her university years. Hearing her story, he frowned, clearly having many questions, but eventually let out a soft sigh. "Excellent people truly shine wherever they go."

Jensen's expression then turned serious. "Nancy, I really have to ask for your help this time."

He looked toward the teaching building, which was still cordoned off, his brow furrowing with deep worry. "At the start of the semester, especially for freshmen who have just entered the campus, they are already in an adjustment period. With this happening now, I'm truly worried it will affect the students' morale and prevent them from focusing on their studies. The school invested a lot of money to renovate the Second Teaching Building, hoping to provide a better environment, but I never expected such a tragic event to occur as soon as it reopened."

Jensen's tone grew heavy as he continued, "Now the 'haunted' rumors are intensifying. It's not just a matter of holding classes; it's becoming difficult even to get students to step into this building..."

Despite maintaining his outward composure, the pressure on his shoulders was almost visible. Superiors were constantly urging him to find the killer quickly to give the public an answer and console the victim's family. But he was an academic; how was he supposed to solve a murder? All the pressure and blame were falling on this good-natured man. If the killer wasn't found before the opening ceremony, he would likely have to shoulder all the responsibility for the school.