Meow Ba

Chapter 480 Bamboo Leaf Green

A series of questions surged in his mind, making Ron's brain ache.

As for these issues, besides Zhuyeqing, the other two are obviously also under consideration by Lorraine and Cervantes.

"Bring Wang's body to the San Diego Police Department."

"That's probably what they want too."

To Lorraine, and also to the new forensic doctor.

"Also, let the orange look for it again."

"Perhaps there will be other gains."

"Meow~"

Naturally, Ron couldn't show that he could understand Cervantes' words, although he really could.

It wasn't until Lorraine squatted down beside him and conveyed Cervantes' intentions that Ron strolled around the ruins of the Nagano roast meat shop a few more times.

The ruins still smelled of blood and roast goose, but when Lorraine and a few other police officers opened up the few spots where Ron found the smell of blood and roast goose, they found nothing more.

There are dead bodies.

They are all tourists and employees who eat at the barbecue restaurant, and they all have clear identities.

Moreover, the fatal wounds on his body were also caused by the bricks and tiles that fell from the Nagano Roast Meat Shop after being attacked by the rocket launcher.

There is no poisonous snake wound like the one on the king before.

"Clap clap~"

Sporadic shots still echoed in the alleys of Chinatown.

Remind Ron, and all the policemen present, that the incident is still going on.

When the sun went down and night fell, Cervantes and his colleagues from the Santa Monica Police Department exited Chinatown.

They didn't rush back to the Santa Monica Police Station, but directly lived in the tent that had just been set up on the side—the gang fire in Chinatown in Los Angeles had already alarmed the high-level officials, and all police officers had to be on standby until the war was quelled.

When Lorraine fell asleep, Ron quietly walked out of the tent and quietly disappeared into the darkness of Chinatown.

When the orange figure reappeared, it was already on the ruins of the Nagano roast meat shop.

"Meow~"

found it~
Jumping and moving on the bricks and tiles of the ruins, Ron quickly found what he wanted.

A piece of snake slough.

It was left behind by the five-pound Zhuyeqing.

"Meow~"

This is the taste~
Putting his head next to the snake slough, Ron sniffed for a while, then raised his head.

There is a faint fishy smell in the air.

Although a day had passed and the concentration of the smell had dropped by half, Ron's sense of smell had been strengthened and he could still smell it clearly.

Close your eyes, the route of the smell is like a continuous long line drawn in your mind.

If it weren't for this long line to twist and turn along the three-dimensional space, Ron wouldn't even have to open his eyes.

After squatting for a while, memorizing the long line, Ron opened his eyes, and his round body moved immediately.

Faster than a leopard and lighter than a manul, Ron's pads absorbed all the force, transforming Ron into a silent orange ball lightning.

Nagano Roast Meat Shop, Tianyi Bookstore, Zhaoxianglou Pawnshop...

The long line continued to extend, and Ron followed it.

Pass through the alley, jump onto the roof, and rush across the distance of four or five meters along the roof.

Occasionally, there are other smells.

However, in Ron's mind, it has already been marked, and other flavors have been blurred. Whether it is burgers, roast goose, or hot pot and chicken stewed mushrooms, it will not affect Ron in the slightest.

Until, the long line disappeared behind the door crack of a small three-story building.

"Meow~"

It's here!
Taking a deep breath, Ron carefully hid in the corner of the three-story building.

He has to be cautious.

This is Chinatown, the largest gathering place for Longguo people in the Bald Eagle Kingdom, and it can be said that every inch of land is expensive.

The total area of ​​the three-story building in front of it is nearly a thousand square meters, which is very valuable.

More importantly, the three-storey building also has its own yard, where many Buddha belly bamboos are planted.

Ron's ears were filled with the rustling of bamboo leaves rubbing against each other.

"Meow~"

Can you get in?

It was late at night and a little chilly.

The wind blew through Ron's hair, making Ron calmer.

The three-story building in front of him is obviously not something ordinary people can afford.

There is a great probability that it is the residence of a certain gangster in this Chinatown gang conflict.

And the inside scene seen through the crack of the door just now should be the boss of the Longguo people—the boss of Vietnam, who is not so leisurely and leisurely. There are two white marble lions at the gate of the mahogany courtyard.

There are bosses, and naturally there are subordinates.

Looking at the scale of the Chinatown merger this time, not much to say, there are definitely dozens of trolls inside who are ready to make holes in anyone who breaks in at any time.

Moreover, there is no mistake in killing.

Ron didn't want to try, whether the trolls in the small building were only sensitive to human figures.

Although his current crouching tiger pile has reached the level of bone refining, Ron has no confidence in whether he can block bullets.

"crunch~"

Just when Ron was hesitating whether to jump in over the wall of about three meters, suddenly the small door creaked open.

A tall and thin figure stepped out, and behind him was a long, thin figure with no legs.

"Xiaoqing, thank you for your help this time."

"Wang Qiang's lurking is indeed deep enough. If you hadn't pretended to be a vegetable snake, I wouldn't have found it."

"Now that Wang Qiang is dead, those Vietnamese cubs will never find me again."

"And when it comes to the foundation in Chinatown, how can they compare with us who have been operating here for hundreds of years."

The dark clouds were blown away by the wind, and a silver light fell, allowing Ron to see clearly.

His pupils immediately contracted.

Needless to say, the long and slender figure was the owner of the long line of smells that Ron had followed along the way, the five-pound green bamboo leaf that Mr. Tang had mentioned the day before yesterday.

The tall and thin old man also looked familiar.

It was Teacher Tang.

The only thing that surprised Ron was that he seemed to have mistaken Zhuyeqing's position.

That Zhuyeqing belonged to the Longguo people in Chinatown, not the monkeys that Ron thought before.

"hiss~"

"Da da da da~"

Under the silvery white moonlight, the slender Zhuyeqing nodded her head, her tail slapping the ground with a rhythm.

"This is to repay your kindness for saving your life from the claws of the bald eagle last time."

"No thanks."

"But you have to be careful."

"There are also intelligent animals brought over there."

The rhythm of Morse code has been deeply instinctive, just listening to the rhythm, Ron immediately translated it.

And the meaning of it made Ron's heart skip a beat.

Monkeys also have intelligent animals?

When did the number of intelligent animals become so rampant?

What kind of intelligent animals does the monkey bring?

Feeling faintly bad, Ron shrank back, and shrank even more into the shadow of the corner.

"I will be careful."

"You have to be careful too."

Teacher Tang nodded, said goodbye again, entered the yard, and closed the door.

Zhuyeqing shook her head a few times, and swam quickly in one direction with her tongue out.

Ron froze for a moment, and followed Zhuyeqing.

(End of this chapter)