Meow Ba

51 Threat
"Shu~"

The elevator door closed slowly, then trembled slightly, and began to rise slowly, accompanied by a slight creaking sound - most of the houses of the Orange County Police Headquarters were built in the 80s, and the sound insulation of the elevators at that time was generally poor.

Squatting on the floor of the elevator, feeling the slight tremor coming from under his buttocks, Ron looked up at the elevator buttons. There was a white light flashing on the button representing the sixth floor, and at the same time, the number representing the floor of the elevator was constantly beating. Move toward the number six.

Apparently the tall cop who was in the elevator knew Ron, knew that he was the rat catcher of the Orange County Police Headquarters, and where he was going now.

"4, 5, 6..."

The panel showing the floor at this time finally jumped to the red number six, and Ron stood up from the squat mode, ready to get out of the elevator.

But at this moment, a chubby finger pressed the door close button of the elevator, and then the huge body crouched down with an oppressive aura, pretending to be looking for something on the elevator floor, but uttered vicious words.

"Hey, Rotten Tangerine, it's not easy to be a rat catcher who got cheated!"

"I won't let you and your master be proud for long."

"As long as I find the evidence, you and your little white-faced master have to get out of the Orange County Police Headquarters!"

His tall body was about the same as Fisher's, but not as muscular - looking at the ferocious fat face swollen from donuts and Coke in front of him, Ron searched in his mind where he had offended him.

Soon, Ron found the image of this fat policeman in his mind——Constable Anthony, the owner of the adult Maine Coon cat Amir, once took Amir to the interview for the recruitment of the Rat Catcher of the Orange County Police Headquarters , was Ron's biggest competitor at the time, and was also the one who expressed doubts about Ron's mouse-catching achievements at the inauguration ceremony.

Apparently up to this moment, Anthony still believed that Ron had cheated to snatch the position of mouse catcher that should belong to his cat, so he couldn't swallow this breath until he said this after Ron walked into the elevator.

After all, in the common sense of ordinary people, even smart cats can’t understand human language—as for those cats with newspapers and balls in their mouths, they just associate the names of objects with the real objects in their minds during long-term breeding education Link up.

Even, if this old elevator hadn't been installed with a camera during the inspection some time ago, Anthony would have kicked Ron hard without hesitation, preferably half dead or broken, so that his own Ah Miller had another chance.

"..."

Is this a threat?

This is definitely a threat, right?
A stern gaze shot from Ron's emerald green cat eyes and projected on Anthony's ferocious fat face.

Ordinary cats do not understand human language, but Ron is not an ordinary cat. He has human memory, personality and judgment before rebirth. He can fully feel the great malice emanating from Anthony, and at the same time smell a A faint smell similar to wormwood.

The sharp claws popped out from the pads, and Ron's back dragon began to gather strength. As long as this ugly fat face stayed in front of Ron for a few seconds, Ron would not mind adding some wild decorations to this face And bright red blush!

"You and your master are waiting for me!"

Naturally, squatting down to look for things can't be too long, Anthony muttered again bitterly, his huge body raised his ugly fat face to the height of standing again, he pressed the door open button of the elevator, and walked out.

Count your life!

Squinting his eyes dangerously at the back of Anthony walking out of the elevator, Ron relaxed his whole body and followed him out of the elevator.

But Anthony's words in the elevator made Ron remember deeply, and he began to think about the follow-up countermeasures while walking.

…………

In order to cooperate with Ron's work, Officer Barton cut an opening in the door of the paper archives and installed a cat door to facilitate Ron's entry and exit.

Of course, this cat door only allows cats to enter and exit. It is absolutely impossible to open the door of the paper archive through this cat door.

Drilling through the cat hole, Ron adapted to the light in the archive, and then began to patrol along the main road in the middle of the archive, without missing any fork.

Compared with the day before yesterday, the smell of rats in the paper archives became weaker today. Obviously, after the criminal gangs who ate the files were taken over by Ron, no new criminals appeared for the time being.

When Ron patrolled to the paper archives next to the last file rack, he also looked up at the ceiling—it was already full of neat small squares, obviously Officer Patton asked someone to trim it.

"Meow~"

Nothing abnormal, everything is OK!

After patrolling and confirming that there were no traces of mice in the paper archives, Ron walked out of the cat hole and prepared to patrol other places in Building One.

His current position is not only the mouse catching officer of the paper archives, but also the mouse catching officer of the entire Orange County Police Headquarters. If mice are found elsewhere, Ron doesn't mind showing his mouse catching skills again.

Since some people have doubts about their own record, then according to Murphy's Law, there must be many people who have this kind of thinking-what Ron needs to do now is to let everyone who has this kind of thinking realize their mistake!
Without taking the elevator, Ron patrolled along the stairs from the sixth floor to the first floor, and his footprints spread throughout Building No. [-].

However, Ron's luck today is obviously not very good. After walking such a wide area, Ron actually prevented you from finding an area with a strong rat smell that can prove that rats are active-of course, this is the same as Building No. [-] in Orange County. The main building of the Police Headquarters also has something to do with the fact that there are too many police officers working in it every day.

Along the corner of the aisle on the first floor, Ron, who was not in a good mood, walked slowly towards the gate. The breakfast he ate in the morning was exhausted during the exercise. It was almost noon now, and Ron felt that he needed to go to the police restaurant in Building [-] Add some energy.

"Wang! Wang!"

As soon as Ron made his decision, he walked out of the aisle when two excited barks reached his ears, making him look up.

In the corner of the reception hall of Building [-], the police dog Barto and another highly recognizable police dog were tethered there. The barking just now was the result of the active and excited Hara seeing Ron.

"..."

Huh?Barto and Hara?
Where is Melissa then?
Police dog Barto is Melissa's partner on patrol at the Orange County airport, and Hara is a new police dog in training. Melissa must be there where they appear.

Just as he was about to turn his head to look for Melissa, Ron's body was picked up from behind - Ron didn't dodge, because he knew it was Melissa who picked him up just by hearing the footsteps and breathing.

But strangely, Ron sniffed Melissa's fingers holding him, feeling inexplicably familiar.

(End of this chapter)