Meow Ba

Chapter 57 Keep Tracking
It was the handle of the window on the window sill that gave off a strong smell of Anthony's body. Judging from the strong smell, Anthony should have held the handle of the window sill many times.

But according to Ron's observation, Anthony himself doesn't smoke often, and there are not many people going in and out of the toilet on the sixth floor, so there is no need to open the windows frequently. Obviously, Anthony has another purpose for opening the windows.

Standing upright on the window sill, Ron opened the window and poked his head out to confirm the location, then ran down the first floor and detoured to the back of Building No. [-].

As the sun set, the sky began to darken, and the bushes behind No. [-] Building were even darker. However, in the gaps between the bushes, Ron easily found a piece of dry toilet paper commonly used in toilets, and carefully pulled it away. The transparent ziplock bag wrapped with a small stone fell into Ron's eyes.

it is as expected!
Anthony didn't bring the contraband with him, but threw it in a toilet paper package in an unknown bush downstairs, but how could he get it back after losing it like this?

…………

In the parking lot outside the Orange County Police Department, Anthony shifted his tall, muscular body into his white Toyota pickup truck.As soon as he sat firmly in the driver's seat and put on his seat belt, the mobile phone placed beside him rang.

"Hey!"

"Hey, Fat Cat, when will today's order be delivered?"

The person on the phone was obviously someone Anthony was familiar with, and a hoarse voice asked at the same time as it was connected. The calm voice made Anthony suddenly explode, and he cursed fiercely.

"SHIT! Free delivery from NM!"

"For this little thing, I was almost caught by the girl who trains police dogs today!"

"From today, I will not deliver within three months!"

"Hey, fat cat, you can't do this!"

"Without delivery for three months, I can't stand it here!"

"How about this, I'll give you twice as much today's goods, and I'll give you [-]% more for all your future goods!"

"But you must deliver today's goods quickly, I have a big customer!"

Anthony's sudden outburst of anger caught the other party off guard, and the hoarse voice hurriedly comforted Anthony, and at the same time promised various benefits, just asking not to cut off the line of incoming goods.

Money touches people’s hearts. Anthony took out a cigarette case that was not often used in the car and lit it. He was quiet for a while, letting the white smoke fill the whole car. After dozens of seconds, an impatient voice came from the other end of the phone. Then he put the mobile phone to the anti-theft ear again, and made a dry sound.

"That's what you said."

"Get the money ready, I'll ask the guy to deliver it to you later."

After speaking, Anthony hung up the phone, started the pickup truck, and drove towards his home.

…………

Instead of taking the marijuana away, he wrapped it in toilet paper again and put it in place. Ron withdrew from the bushes, went to the police cafeteria to eat something casually, and crouched on the nearby lawn.

Ron already knew why Hara could smell the smell, but Melissa didn't find the reason for the marijuana, but Ron hadn't thought about how Anthony retrieved the marijuana he had thrown in the grass.

The sky was getting darker, the street lamps began to glow orange, and Lorraine's voice came from a distance, calling for Ron——Since being adopted by Lorraine, Ron's work and rest time has basically synchronized with him, and he hasn't been out at night yet. Pass.

However, in order to find out the truth of the matter, Ron decided to make an exception.

"jijijiji~"

Quietly lurking in the bushes, Ron squinted his eyes slightly, so that the light in his eyes would not be too dazzling in the dark. At the same time, the bugs in the grass began to rub their wings and make noises, accompanied by the little ones flying under the orange streetlights. The moth looks quiet and peaceful.

"..."

Very sleepy!
Will you come today?
The long period of lurking, coupled with the similar work and rest time as humans, let sleepy bugs creep into Ron's ears quietly. Ron opened his mouth wide and gave a silent yawn, reminding him of the warm cat's nest.

And at this moment, the sound of blades of grass being scraped not far away caused Ron to immediately prick up his ears and perk up.

coming!

"Shua~, Shua~"

A pair of orange light loomed in the grass, from far to near, until five or six meters away, Ron saw clearly that they were a pair of orange eyes. The owner of the eyes was strong, with thick long hair hanging on his chest like a lion's mane. It's Anthony's big Maine Coon cat, Amir.

Seeing Amir appear, Ron finally understood Anthony's complete criminal process.

Taking advantage of the trust of the police officers in their colleagues, Anthony will ask whether he has weighed the contraband before receiving the contraband that needs to be kept. If the police officer says he has weighed it, Anthony will let the electronic scale work normally.

If the policeman said he hadn’t weighed it, Anthony would tamper with the electronic scale to make the weighing result of the electronic scale lighter, and then take out the underweight part after the policeman left and store it separately.

Then Anthony would secretly throw the contraband that he had taken out into the bushes downstairs while going to the toilet, and send the big Maine Coon cat to pick it up at night.

In order to be able to throw it within a fixed range, Anthony also carried small stones in the paper ball to increase the weight and facilitate aiming.

"Horrrrrrrrrr~"

While Ron was thinking, Amir, the big Maine Coon cat, had already walked to the toilet paper ball and picked it up deftly—although it smelled the same kind of smell from above, but the owner taught that no matter what is on the paper ball Any smell must be taken back, so it doesn't care.

Watching Amir pick up the ball of paper, Ron quietly stalked behind it.

After spending these days at the Orange County Police Headquarters, Ron also knew that if he wanted to catch Anthony, he could only get the stolen goods. After Amir handed over the marijuana to Anthony, he could only catch them and convict Anthony.

As for how to catch Anthony, Ron raised his fur claws, revealing the sharp claws inside, and the corners of his mouth curled up evilly again.

…………

The separation between the Orange County Police Headquarters and the outside world is nothing more than a fence, which is not an obstacle for cats at all. Ron, who is surrounded by a big Maine Coon cat, Amir, jumped over the fence, walked across the road, and soon came to a parking lot .

The parking lot was full at night, and Ron followed Amir, the big Maine Coon cat, between the cars and watched him squat down next to a white Toyota pickup.

"Crack~"

"Good job, Amir."

Anthony's voice came, and Ron watched the pickup truck door open. A tall and strong figure bent down and stretched out his palm, trying to remove the paper ball from the big Maine Coon cat's mouth.

"..."

Criminals, crime process, stolen goods all three!
It's now!

Waiting no longer, Ron's nearly adult strength burst out through his limbs, turning him into lightning—seemingly aware of it, Anthony raised his head vigilantly, but only saw the sharp claws reflecting the faint white light of the parking lot. In a blink of an eye.

Immediately, he dropped the ball of paper in his hand, covered his eyes, and let out a loud and shrill cry!

(End of this chapter)