Meow Ba

Chapter 154 The Bald Eagle, Meow's Album

It's a pity that until Tuke walked into the wooden house of the rickety masked old man, Ferrin didn't find any iconic things that could be used as references.

The wooden house is not big, and the interior layout can be said to be extremely simple. There is only a table next to the fireplace that is burning firewood, and a few rough wooden chairs beside it.

"sit down."

Sitting down on the wooden chair, the old man brewed a cup of hot coffee for himself, then stared at the campfire in a daze, Tuke didn't say anything, and also sat quietly on the wooden chair——Standing behind him, Ferlin His eyes narrowed slightly.

Although Tuke was dressed in a gentle manner, he was not a person with enough patience. Being able to make him wait so quietly showed that the crooked old man in front of him was not as ordinary as he seemed.

"Crackling~"

The firewood burst in the fireplace releasing more heat, warming the people in the hut by itself, until a thick firewood was about to burn out, and the stooped old man drank the already warm coffee in his hand, and then Open your mouth.

"How much do you want this time?"

"One hundred."

Without hesitation, Tuke raised a finger on the table, then opened the suitcase in his hand, and pushed it out.

The suitcase is not big, but it is lush green inside - hundreds of packs of Franklin neatly show Tooke's sincerity.

"Go to the old place to pick up the goods in three days."

Rubbing the paper with his fingers, the stooped old man closed the suitcase and placed it next to the fireplace——I don’t know if it was the shadow of the flame or it really existed, but Ferlin saw a small black shadow swaying from the place where the old man put down the suitcase , disappearing into darker places.

"Thanks, Neck."

"Also, in the future, Filin behind me will trade with you."

"I'm Ferrin."

"I'm Neck."

The drug dealer circle also pays great attention to honesty. Tuke and Neke are not petty drug dealers in small businesses, and this money is still within the scope of their integrity, so they introduced Film to Neke, and after a few minutes of getting along, Tuke He took Filin out of the hut in the forest.

"Gah~"

Just as they were about to get into the car, a hoarse bird cry came from the air, causing Tuke and Ferlin to look up immediately - a huge bird of prey slowly slid across the air, it had huge wings, a white head, under the feet Grab a long, thin strip.

It was a bald eagle, the national bird of the United States, which was once on the verge of extinction, but under the vigorous protection of human beings, it has now been removed from the endangered species and moved into a low-risk species.

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"Hara, good job!"

"Bato, you did a good job too!"

Rubbing Hara's head with one hand, and scratching Barto's chin with the other, Melissa was very satisfied.

In this anti-drug campaign throughout Orange County, Barto and Hara can be said to be the most shining stars - Hara's intelligence and strong physical strength, Barto's keen sense of smell and sufficient experience allow them to easily find the drugs hidden by drug dealers , and quickly helped to subdue drug dealers who wanted to escape and even drew their guns to resist.

Moreover, in this operation, there was even a Malinois who participated in the American West Police Dog Competition. This kind of dog is a regular visitor to the American Western Police Dog Competition. Get swept up by the Malinois.

But even this Malinois seconded from Irvine next door is not as good as Hara, whether it is in terms of intelligence or the speed of chasing down drug dealers, it is more than one block behind Hara.

"Work hard, we will definitely qualify for the Federal Western Police Dog Competition this year!"

Cheering for herself and Hara, Melissa stood up energetically, and led Barto and Hara to join the task of clearing the next drug dealer's den...

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"Meow meow meow~"

Putting the monitor in front of the group of neatly arranged cats, Ron stood upright and happily waved his fur claws, directing the group of cats to cry according to the rhythm he wanted, forming a beautiful and soft meow symphony.

He has never formally commanded a large group of cats, but today, Ron discovered that he seemed to be born with the ability to command other cats.

As long as you focus on what you want to express in the cry, other cats can easily understand and act accordingly.Of course, the premise is that these cats have been defeated by Ron and become his subordinates.

There was even a thought buried in Ron's heart-meow, do you want to form a meow choir and release a few albums?
On the other side of the listening device, the leader of the trio was on the phone.

"Boss, I'm Bernie."

"I think it's best to give up surveillance on Filin."

"This guy is a demon, he can control cats."

"Believe it or not, we installed a monitor in his residence today, but when we came back and turned on the monitoring device, all that came over were meowing!"

"And it's not an ordinary meow, it's the cat symphony that composes "Dance of the Four Little Swans" and "Waltz of the Voice of Spring"!"

"Don't, don't hang up, I can listen to the recording for you!"

"Hawkeye, turn on the monitoring recording!"

"Beep beep!"

Obviously not believing the words of Bernie, the boss of the trio, the other party hung up the phone impatiently—after holding up the phone in a daze for a while, Bernie picked up another can of beer and gulped it down.

"Boss, should we continue to monitor?"

It could be seen that the boss was in a bad mood, and the young man nicknamed Hawkeye who was in charge of surveillance asked.

"Listen, why not listen!"

In a fit of anger, Bernie yelled without looking back, but after this yell, he seemed to have found something suddenly, and quickly operated his fingers on the phone.

So, after a few minutes, he calmly asked another young man who operated the monitoring equipment.

"Benjamin, is all the cat music recorded?"

"Well, it's all recorded."

"In addition to the two songs just now, the Little Swan Dance and the Waltz of the Sound of Spring, there are several others, enough to make an album."

"very good."

There was a loud clap of palms, and Bernie smiled.

"The boss does not agree to give up monitoring film, but we can give up!"

"We are not his subordinates, we just use money to do things, the big deal is that we don't want money, run away."

"Besides, this chorus of cats is also an opportunity for us, a chance to make a fortune!"

"Do you know how popular some cats are on the Internet? There are thousands of dollars in rewards every day!"

"We'll release an album this time, and earn him a fortune!"

Lifting up the phone, both Hawkeye and Benjamin looked at the webpage they had just browsed - all of them were famous cats on the Internet, and most of them could earn a lot of money just by being cute.

Ron is also included, but as the mouse catcher of the Orange County Police Headquarters, Ron's account has not activated the charging function, and fans have no way to spend money.

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