Meow Ba

Chapter 155 Delivering the Message, The Golden Arches

For the boss's suggestion, the trio's eyes lit up, and they had their own little calculations in their hearts.

Although they were able to obtain information about Filin at the speed of insiders of the drug cartel, it was just a special treatment given by the boss to allow them to better monitor Filin. In fact, they were not insiders of the drug cartel, but a small detective. members of the society.

So they don't think it's a betrayal, but a breach of contract—as long as they can make money, they can run farther away, leave Orange County, Los Angeles, or even California, it's not a problem.

"Dare you? Do you want to do it?"

"Dry!"

The text on the phone brightly reflected Franklin's green light. In the deep voice of the boss, Hawkeye and Benjamin squeezed out a few letters through their teeth-they knew that their boss was a drug dealer, but what happened at Flynn's house What happened made their livers tremble, coupled with the temptation of money, they decided to give up surveillance and fly away!
"very good."

"Benjamin, bring the monitoring equipment, we will leave Orange County immediately."

“I know a music producer in LA who owes me money and we just had him make the album for us and tweak the sound!”

Now that an agreement has been reached, time is money and life—the trio packed their bags immediately, but within ten minutes, they packed up and went downstairs to ride the motorcycle.

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In Flynn's house, Ron also finished playing happily - he thoughtfully filled up the water basins for the cats so that they could drink clean water after meowing.

As for the found monitors, Ron moved to the back of the house, picked up stones and smashed them one by one, dug a hole and buried them without leaving a trace.

Cleaned up, perfect~
After finishing all this, he scanned the surroundings to make sure that no one would find out, and then ran back to Flynn's house. A few minutes later, with a sudden sound of brakes, the car that took Flynn away in the morning appeared in front of the house.

"Work hard, and when the business in Los Angeles picks up, Orange County will be yours."

Patting Ferrin's shoulder, Tuke made a promise, but as for whether it was sincere or perfunctory, only Tuke knew.

"I'll do my best, boss."

Bowing down and nodding, Feilin's answer was full of sincerity—at this time, even if it was acting, he had to show his loyalty.Anyway, Feilin saw with his own eyes that the former second-in-command of the Tuke drug cartel was shot dead by an unknown drug addict on the street the next day because he did not show loyalty to Tuke after receiving the reward.

"Well, Feilin, don't forget to pick up the goods at the old place in three days."

After giving another instruction, Tuke rolled up the window, and the car left Feilin's residence.

"Finally back~"

Watching Tuke's car disappear out of sight, Feilin took out his keys and walked towards his house, but after walking a few steps, a cold light flashed in Feilin's eyes.

He bent down and pressed his hand in the weeds in front of the door—there were a few weeds bent upside down, and ordinary people might not be able to see it even if they looked carefully.

Compared to ordinary people, the trio of private detectives who have absconded with music can be considered professional, but there is still a big gap between them and Film, who has been lurking in the drug dealer group for ten years. Except for this, Film raised his head and looked around. After a while, other traces were found immediately.

"Three people, riding a motorcycle, one of them is proficient at picking locks..."

"Maybe it's for a monitor, or a camera."

"After entering the house and finishing their work, they left quickly."

Flynn's judgment was quite accurate, the trio really just entered the room and installed a few monitors before leaving - but Flynn didn't expect that these monitors would have been dismantled by Ron commanding the cats, and performed a After the Meow Meow Symphony, Ron smashed them all up and buried them in the ground behind the house.

Naturally, the careful cleaning done by Filmin under the watchful eyes of all the cats after entering the house was useless, especially Ron, who was lying on the top of the cat climbing frame, seemed to be watching the shooting scene of a secret agent movie. .

"Strange~"

"Why is there nowhere?"

"Could it be that you broke through the empty door?"

"But the drawers are not messed up..."

After renting the abandoned factory building, Film personally transformed it into the current appearance. With his own professional characteristics, Film knew the locations where monitors and monitors could be installed in the whole house, but he searched the entire house, but Film did not see a monitor. Device shadow.

In doubt, he looked up at the cat climbing frame above his head, which was the only place he hadn't checked yet—so his eyes met Ron who was covering his mouth and giggling.

Ferlin, Ron: "..."

Ferrin stopped searching because his doubts had been resolved, but instead of asking Ron where the monitor had gone, he shook the paper bag in his hand.

"Come on down, I've got sandwiches."

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While Ron was eating the sandwiches, Flynn poured cat food for the other cats, then took out the paper again, wrote down the words, then split them into letters, and typed them into Morse code.

Cabins in the woods, with barbed wire, bald eagles, crooked old men.

"have you understood?"

Fearing that Ron didn't understand, Ferlin knocked again, and then asked Ron who nodded to show that he had understood it to repeat it, and then took Ron out and got into the car.

He drove very fast, and he drove from the industrial area to the most prosperous area in Orange County in just ten minutes, and then walked into a Golden Arches.

"Three Big Macs and a Coke."

"OK, just a second."

The Golden Arch waiter in red and white overalls looked up with a smile, took the order skillfully, and pointed out where to line up for Film. As for Ron, who was originally in Film's arms, he jumped down at this time and trotted into the Golden Arch. Arch kitchen.

"Cat cat~, cat cat~"

"Fat cat~"

A three or four-year-old child in the arms of a woman behind Ferrin called out to Ron's back.

Turning here and there in the back kitchen, no one expressed surprise at the scurrying Ron, as if they didn't see it—the employees of this golden arch store were all pretending to be police officers, and they had seen Ron before, but at that time Ron hadn't dyed black yet.

"Hey, Orange, long time no see."

Carefully turning into the small door in the corner of the kitchen, Ron looked up, and immediately saw Christina's smiling face—Melissa and Harabato were the main force in drug enforcement, and Christina was the liaison officer of the command center. was dispatched here.

Of course, at this moment, Christina is also wearing the red and white work clothes of McDonald's, wearing a red and white peaked cap, and her long blond hair is combed into a bun behind her head.

"Meow~"

Long time no see~ Christina~
With a cry as a response, Ron jumped onto Christina's work table, walked to a small metal disc, and tapped it with his hairy claws.

Immediately, Christina's face froze, she took out her phone, and turned on the recording button.

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