Upon hearing Wang Bo's words, Chief Smith nodded casually, then reacted and asked in surprise: "What useful information did you get?"
Wang Bo shrugged and said: "First of all, in the early spring of this year, a rinderpest disease broke out in the South Island. This virus spreads violently and can cause paralysis of the lower body of cows and even death."
"Then we got word that Antison's dairy farm had been hit by a virus, and he fired a lot of cowboys out of anger."
"Secondly, there was a smuggling ship sent to Africa from Dunedin Port some time ago. The ships mainly carried sick cattle that could not be sold or slaughtered in New Zealand."
"Finally, Antison's dairy farm must have been hit hard by this virus attack, but in order to save money, his dairy farm was not insured and suffered heavy losses. How can we make up for the losses? According to my experience, there are two good method."
“First, dispose of sick cows and turn them into money, such as selling them to smuggling ships at low prices to be sent to Africa for processing; second, join forces with other insured ranches to buy cows from their ranches at low prices, and defraud insurance companies by saying that these cows have been stolen. Let’s go, win-win!”
After getting this information from the two car thieves, he and Uncle Bing conducted logical reasoning and exchanged ideas with each other. This was their consensus.
But now there is a very important question. They have no evidence, just their own speculation.
Sheriff Smith said thoughtfully: "There are no cattle thieves, right? In this way, there are no traces of theft. All the sick cows were sold to Africa, and a batch of cows were bought at a low price to minimize their own losses. In this way, If so, why are there vacancies for five hundred cows?”
Wang Bo said: "According to my experience, he can't buy more cows. Insurance companies are not stupid. They have a claim settlement line. Below this line, the insurance employees will investigate by themselves. If it exceeds this line, , then we need to hire a detective agency to investigate."
This makes it easy to explain that only 200 cows were stolen from the other three dairy farms.
If this is really the case, the worst thing is not Antison, but the other three ranches. False reporting is not a big deal. At most, it is fined and short-term detention, but cheating on insurance is very scary in New Zealand.
Chief Smith asked Wang Bo how he got the information. Lao Wang told him what he did in the afternoon. Chief Smith was not sure about it, but he also felt that it was very likely.
The next day, the investigation was carried out as usual. Chief Smith contacted the local customs and used police undercovers to start collecting relevant evidence. In this case, the most critical thing was the smuggling ship.
The Dunedin police did not receive this information. They had been looking for the whereabouts of the live cattle, but they did not expect that these cattle could be slaughtered and transported to the ship.
It was because of this missing link that the local police took the wrong approach. They never expected that this case was about catching a thief.
Inference is just speculation, without evidence everything is in vain. Sheriff Smith went to look for hard evidence, while Wang Bo visited these ranchers to get some information.
He first went to Antison's ranch, which is one of the largest dairy farms in the South Island. It has a total of 1,400 adult cows, 500 calves, and more than 2,000 bulls.
As the car drove into the pasture, several border collies ran over, jumping and barking.
Wang Bo pulled down the window, and the strong man stuck his head out and glared at several shepherd dogs fiercely. Border collies are the smartest dogs, and their sensing abilities are far stronger than other dogs.
Being stared at by the strong men, these dogs were frightened, but they still did not flinch. They just stopped growling and followed the car aggrievedly, which was regarded as fulfilling their responsibility.
Antison, a paunchy white man, came out of the calf shed and said hello: "Hey, officers, any news on the case?"
Lao Wang got out of the car and said with a smile: "Man, it's me, Wang, do you still remember me?"
When attending the Carnival of the Bull Club, the two parties drank together, and Antison naturally remembered him. After all, he was the only Chinese in the club.
The two hugged, and Antison enthusiastically invited him into the house, and then asked his wife to make coffee.
Lao Wang praised the ranch and cut to the chase: "The Police Headquarters takes this case very seriously and has organized a task force to get to the bottom of the case."
Antison breathed a sigh of relief and said: "That's great, five hundred cows, damn millions of New Zealand dollars, just gone! Damn it, these cattle thieves should go to hell!"
Seeing him gnashing his teeth, Lao Wang was a little shaken by his reasoning. This guy didn't look like the mastermind behind it.
So, he said tentatively: "You have suffered too much this time. The spring epidemic has just ended, and the cows were stolen again. The loss is not small, right?"
Antison scratched his messy hair and showed a painful expression: "Yes, yes, I have never suffered such a blow since I started raising dairy cows!"
Wang Bo said: "We have a very good slang in China, which is that you will gain wisdom from every experience. You'd better insure your cows in the future, otherwise how can you bear such a thing?"
Antison sighed: "Oh, Wang, you are also a rancher. Let me ask you, have you insured all your cows?"
Lao Wang didn't buy it. He felt that he had a ranch heart and there was no need to buy insurance for these cattle and sheep. After all, it was a big expense.
The annual insurance premium for a thousand cows is at least 50,000 to 60,000 yuan, and for 2,000 cows, it can reach 100,000 yuan. This is not a small amount of money.
"After this happened, I took out insurance. Although it would cost some money, it still provided some protection." Lao Wang said, "What are your plans?"
Antison fell silent and said, "I don't know, man, just give me a break. Losing five hundred head of cattle is a bit overwhelming."
Because of their different consumption concepts, New Zealanders don’t like to save money like the Chinese. The loss of 500 cows is millions of New Zealand dollars. Most ranchers rely on bank loans to make ends meet. A deposit of millions of New Zealand dollars is not enough for them. It's too much for many people.
Wang Bo asked: "Even if it's not theft, or even if it's a disease problem, it would be better to have insurance, right? Oh, by the way, has the hoof virus caused any damage to your ranch this year?"
Antison swallowed and said: "God bless, although these cattle were infected, they were treated in time and their lives were finally saved."
"I would rather they die from the disease than be stolen away by thieves who deserve to go to hell!" His wife came over to pour coffee with an indignant expression.
Wang Bo is even less confident in his own judgment. As the owner of the ranch, Mrs. Anderson cannot be unaware of this kind of thing. Looking at the behavior of the couple, it seems that they are not aware of it. (.)