Animal Whisperer: Take Back My Life and Love Chapter 183: Professional Humility

"Encountering setbacks and hitting walls is completely normal."

As Nancy spoke, she pulled a small piece of dried meat specifically prepared for Snowy from her pocket and held it to his mouth. Her tone lightened. "We need to build a strong mindset. Look at you—you aren't even afraid of a big tiger, so what's a little case like this? Come on, brave little ermine, don't let difficulties get you down!"

Snowy twitched his nose, leaned in to sniff the jerky, and finally began to nibble on it in small bites. The tip of his tail quietly curled back up.

Next, the Squirrel Bros scurried back one after the other, their two bushy tails drooping listlessly. "We asked the birds in the trees. They said there have been so many people going in and out of the Second Teaching Building these past few days. Almost all of them were construction workers pushing large crates and wearing hats and masks. It was impossible to tell who was suspicious..."

Bobby leaned against Nancy's hand and continued his report. "But we've already distributed the portrait of the victim lady to our little partners nearby to see if there are any new leads tomorrow!"

Earlier that day, after obtaining consent from the victim's family, Nancy had printed Nora's portrait onto small slips of paper and asked the Squirrel Bros to spread them around.

Corry suddenly remembered something and added with a hop, "Oh, right! The Tabby asked us to pass on a message. He said he was staying out tonight to expand the intelligence network, so don't wait up for him. "

Nancy was moved to laughter by their serious expressions and nodded in response. "Alright, thank you for your hard work." The two little squirrels, finally at ease, crawled back into their carrier and snuggled together to rest. It was clear the little ones were exhausted from the day.

As the police force began to pack up, Nancy and Simon met with the other officers at the entrance of the Second Teaching Building.

Jack approached them quickly, a look of irrepressible joy on his face. "Miss Nancy, Mr. Simon, good news! Through surveillance analysis, we've finally locked onto a highly suspicious figure!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a tablet and displayed several enlarged images for them to see. In the frames, a small-framed person was pushing a handcart carrying a massive crate. Because they were wearing a hat and a mask, their faces were difficult to distinguish, but they appeared to be about 1.68 meters tall with a relatively thin build.

"It's all thanks to the surveillance technicians brought by Professor Grant," Jack said, his voice full of admiration. "Their eyes are like hawks. They managed to sift this person out from a massive pile of cluttered footage!"

Jack shot the siblings a somewhat boastful glance. "It seems you two... didn't gain much today?"

However, Nancy and Simon didn't seem to notice the barb in his words at all. They were fully concentrated on analyzing the surveillance images on the screen. Simon even tilted the tablet slightly, explaining the suspect's gait characteristics to his sister in a low voice.

Jack had been expecting to see them look frustrated or defeated, but instead, the siblings looked up at the same time, their faces filled with genuine joy.

Nancy spoke with a sincere tone. "Being able to lock onto the suspect's silhouette is a major breakthrough! This is great; we're one step closer to the truth."

Simon followed up steadily, his gaze still fixed on the screen. "Judging from the step frequency and the way they exert force, the killer is likely female. The more timely we share clues, the more efficient the investigation becomes."

Jack let out a light laugh, his voice tinged with slight irony. "It seems my people had good luck. At least we didn't work for nothing. Unlike some who run around all day only to have us finish the job."

Nancy, however, remained clear-eyed and responded calmly, "Finding clues is a good thing. Solving a murder is a matter of life and death. We detectives and the police are always on the same side. The only true opposition is the killer."

Simon nodded, his voice cold and firm. "If investigating a case means worrying about who was first or fighting over credit, the killer would have escaped long ago. What matters is the result—giving the victim justice."

As they spoke, their open and collaborative attitude acted like a mirror, making Jack's petty thoughts appear cramped and narrow.

At that point, Jack scratched his head and added, "Actually, the direction of checking the surveillance was first proposed by Mr. Simon, telling us to focus on the personnel transporting renovation materials. And Ms. Nancy also conducted a thorough search of the Second Teaching Building with the ermine to rule out the possibility that the crime was committed elsewhere, which helped narrow the scope."

Jack's face suddenly flushed with a surge of heat, feeling as though something had been silently exposed. He stood there, caught in an awkward position.

The siblings, however, didn't seem to notice his embarrassment at all. Simon naturally ruffled Nancy's hair, his tone gentle. "Let's go. I'll head home and make you some late-night snacks."

Nancy's eyes lit up, and she broke into a wide smile. "Yes, please! I want the beef brisket you cook!"