Meow Ba

Chapter 42
"Squeak, squeak!"

From behind the squirrel, there were a few more shrieks, and then a few more heads popped out.

This time the head sticking out was not a squirrel, but a pure brown rat, also known as a mouse.

"..."

Hey, the Lord has appeared!

Smelling the smell of rats coming from the wind, Ron immediately understood that perhaps it was food or other reasons, this squirrel became an accomplice of this group of rats.

With the addition of smart squirrels, this group of mice has become even more powerful. Although many of them died tragically under various mouse traps before, the passages for entry and exit have never been discovered.

But now, their passage is finally exposed to a fat orange cat.

"..."

Be patient, be patient!
waiting!
Not daring to twist his body, not daring to shake his head, and not daring to make a sound, Ron kept his breathing to a minimum, just staring at the small heads protruding from the ceiling, like a stuffed orange cat .

The file shelf was very high, but it was more than a meter from the ceiling. Although Ron thought he could easily jump to this height and get a mouse, he had other plans.

The archives are so big, if they can't catch them all this time, Ron will definitely be stumped by this job in the future.

Ron's hair almost exploded at the thought of staying in the silent archives every day.

I don't want to stay in this damn place all day long!
Ben is going to wander around and enjoy life!

…………

"Squeak, squeak!"

Compared with the white mice that were crushed to death during the interview, these rats that plagued the archives were extremely vigilant, maintaining a posture that could escape at any time, observing the movements in the archives.

It wasn't until they stared at Ron who was like a doll for more than a minute that the little heads finally retracted behind the ceiling.

Seizing the opportunity, Ron took a few big breaths, and a big furry fluffy tail hung down from the ceiling, and then one after another mouse jumped down onto the file rack along the big tail.

One, two, three, four, five...

In just a short while, the top of the file rack in front of Ron was covered with mice. Ron counted them carefully, and there were eleven of them.

These rats were bustling in front of Ron. As long as Ron poked his claws, he was guaranteed to get three or five of them. However, Ron still didn't want to attack. He was still waiting, waiting for the last squirrel to come down.

"Squeak!"

With the same will as Ron, the mice crawling on the top of the file rack stood upright and called to the squirrels, and one of the mice even climbed onto Ron's fur paw because of the crowding of his companions.

"..."

Patience, hold back!
Now is not the time to do it!
Feeling the squirming of the mouse on the soles of its feet, Ron stared at the movement on the ceiling. After withdrawing its tail, the squirrel finally made up its mind. It poked its head out, and then exerted a little force. Immediately, a brown-gray figure jumped down from the ceiling. .

"Meow~"

It's now!

The spine dragon, which had already been fully charged, suddenly stretched out, and the mouse on Ron's front paw immediately turned into a flying fairy, drawing a long curve, and falling to the ground of the archive.

Then Ron's left and right claws fell in a row like hail, and each claw landed precisely on the joint between the mouse's head and body in front of him.

"Ka~ka~ka~ka~ka~..."

There was a series of slight fracture sounds, and the rats pressed by Ron were all limp on the top of the file rack, and a moist liquid dripped out slowly—the amount to be processed at a time was a bit too much, and Ron didn't control his strength well. , there were some small deviations.

But now is not the time to dwell on the details. Ron had just finished ten mice when a brown-gray figure landed in front of Ron.

"Squeak-!"

It was obviously frightened in the air, and the moment it landed on the filing shelf, the squirrel was ready to jump up and run back into the ceiling.

It's a pity that Ron didn't give it this chance. Ron, who had already predicted the squirrel's movements, jumped at the same moment as the squirrel took off. His sharp claws caught the squirrel's big tail in the air, and threw it down heavily. On top of the file shelf, and then under the terrified eyes of the squirrel, Ron's fur claws pressed down on its cervical spine.

"Crack!"

Watching the squirrel fall down likewise, the corner of Ron's mouth curved into a bloodthirsty arc—every cat lying lazily by the stove hides a bloodthirsty tiger, let alone Ron Such a big, energetic cat.

"Meow~"

Next, it's your turn!
The cold light from the emerald green pupils made the big mouse, which had just become a flying fairy and finally landed safely, tremble all over, screaming and running around in the archives.

Unfortunately, in order to prevent rat infestation, although the file rack is made of wood, the bottom is nailed up with wooden strips, and there is no narrow gap where rats can hide.

It could only keep running and dodging, and was finally cornered by Ron.

"Crack!"

Qi live!Not one is missing!
After killing the last mouse, Ron tilted his head and thought for a while, then jumped back onto the last row of file racks, pulled down the eleven rat creatures including squirrels, and carried them upright Go to the cat's nest - Ron has observed it, there is no camera in the paper archives, even if Ron performs a set of Bajiquan, no one will know.

According to their size, Ron arranged twelve rats against the wall, frowning, ate a few mouthfuls of cold hot dogs, and then squatted into his cat's nest.

"..."

It's really smelly and dirty!
After a lot of work, Ron's paw pads and under his buttocks were full of dust, and there was an unpleasant smell of rats. He gave up the sleeping position curled up in disgust, and Ron kicked like a farmer, his big head Bit by bit, I finally fell asleep.

…………

A good night's sleep.

The next day, it was still the old police officer Barton who accompanied Lorraine to the paper archives on the sixth floor. After all, this was Lorraine's cat, and they chatted casually on the way. Lorraine's answer also made the old police officer Barton feel good.
This is an aspiring young man. In the few years after graduating from high school, Lorraine worked out while exercising, and read books about the police every night. It can be said that he was fully prepared.

God did not disappoint Lorraine. After taking the exam, Lorraine successfully became a new police officer of the Orange County Police Headquarters. As long as he passes the training, he can officially take office.

"Young man, train well. If you have any questions, you can come to me."

Standing in front of the paper archives, the old police officer Barton patted Lorraine on the shoulder and said, making Lorraine smile gratefully.

Then, the old police officer took out the key of the paper archives, and gently opened the door of the archives—immediately, an orange figure came out of the crack in the door, and ran to the other side of the corridor like flying.

(End of this chapter)