Meow Ba

Chapter 54 Evidence
There was also a wall clock hanging on the wall of the evidence storage room. Ron looked up and saw that it was not time to get off work, so he didn't know what Anthony was going to do when he left the evidence storage room.

However, Anthony's departure gave Ron a chance. He jumped off the shelf of the safe where he was hiding, wiped the dust off his feet on his body, and jumped onto Anthony's workbench.

The disc electronic scale that weighed marijuana just now still exudes a smell similar to wormwood. Ron walked around behind the electronic scale and stretched out his claws, and immediately touched a small black lump.

It was indeed a magnet, and Anthony's method was not much different from that of the hawkers in the Longguo vegetable market: They all used magnets to affect the measurement results of the electronic scales, but the hawkers in the vegetable market were gaining weight, while Anthony was losing weight.

What made Ron more curious was how could Anthony have such a wonderful idea—ordinary Americans have relatively rigid brains, are not sensitive to numbers, and follow the rules in everything. It is absolutely impossible to use a small magnet to change the weighing result of an electronic scale of.

"..."

Time to leave!
Looking around to make sure there were no traces left, Ron jumped off the workbench and ran to the door.

The door handle of the evidence storage room is L-shaped, as long as you press it down, you can open the door lock-many tall pet dogs can open this kind of door after training.

As for Ron, there was no need for training at all.

With a strong jump, Ron's chubby body flew into the air until it completely surpassed the door handle. During the subsequent fall, Ron stretched out his claws and accurately pressed on the long handle of the L-shaped door handle.

"Crack~"

Under the joint effect of the earth's gravity and Ron's weight, the door that Anthony had closed when he left was easily opened.

Anthony would be back at any moment, and Ron didn't dare to stay for long, and immediately got into the cat hole of the paper archive after leaving the evidence storage room.

Waiting quietly behind the door of the paper archives, only my own breathing and heartbeat, after waiting for a while, the sound of Anthony's heavy military boots hitting the ground came from far and near, and finally stopped at the door of the evidence storage room.

Only then did Ron poke half of his head out of the careful cat door and look towards the evidence storage room.

"Before going to the toilet, I obviously closed the door!"

Guilty as a thief, not to mention that Anthony stole contraband—cold sweat rolled down Anthony's forehead immediately, he turned his head and looked around the corridor pretending to be relaxed, and found no one except the half-pull cat's head protruding from the cat door of the paper archives .

"Huh! Damn it!"

Taking a deep breath and cursing under his breath, Anthony walked into the Evidence Vault, busy checking it - through the window, Ron could see him patrolling the entire Evidence Vault, making sure there were no evidence, especially safes The valuable evidence in the car was lost, and the small magnet behind the electronic scale was placed in a more hidden corner, and then he wiped off the sweat from his face and sat on the chair.

"It should be because I didn't close the door when I went to the toilet just now!"

"Scared myself, almost scared to death!"

After confirming that nothing was missing, Anthony finally relaxed. He sat on a chair and muttered to himself, but he never thought that his previous act of weighing marijuana had all fallen on the half-pull cat's head protruding from the cat door of the opposite paper archive. In his eyes, the most important thing is that Ron heard what he said to himself before entering the door just now.

"..."

It turned out that he just went to the toilet!
In other words, the bag of marijuana is still on him!

As a cat, Ron has a natural advantage. No one would think that a cat can understand and analyze human language; and no one will hide their whereabouts and behavior when facing a cat.

Through the analysis of Anthony's words, the corners of Ron's mouth curled into a cold angle, and his eyes narrowed dangerously—after waiting and monitoring for three days, the opportunity for revenge finally came!

Although it is not known what kind of punishment Anthony will receive due to the amount of marijuana on his body, the police broke the law and the crime is aggravated. The Orange County Police Headquarters will definitely not keep Anthony with a huge stain.

For Ron, this is enough-at least in the Orange County Police Headquarters, Ron will never see Anthony again!

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However, although Anthony's crimes have all fallen into Ron's eyes, how to expose them is another problem.

It is impossible for Ron to reveal the secret that he can understand human language and think in order to expose Anthony, so Ron needs another helper, an assistant who can make people think in this way without speaking, and by behavior alone.

Retracting his head back to the paper archives, Ron walked the catwalk back and forth between the gate and the cat's nest, wagging his tail and thinking.

When he was on the third trip, an idea popped up—Ron immediately started to act. He passed through the cat door of the paper archives, ran to the stairs quickly, and then rushed out of the gate of Building [-] all the way, towards Run to the police dog training ground on the left side of Building [-].

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Just now, he looked up at the clock on the wall. It was less than half an hour before the end of get off work. If Ron wanted to end the battle today, he had to speed up.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

A ball of orange fur rolled across the lawn, bringing up countless broken grass stalks—Ron ran to the iron gate of the police dog training ground and jumped high, attacking with his furry front paws!
"Bang-!"

"Wang Wang Wang ~"

The loud sound of the iron gate swaying was transmitted through the police dog training ground, causing the police dogs inside to bark. The furious Melissa suspended the police dog training, walked over quickly and opened the iron gate.

"Whoever interferes with police dog training must..."

"tangerinr?"

There was no one outside the iron gate, which stopped Melissa's complaints. She looked around, but she didn't find the troublemaker—it wasn't until she pulled her trousers with a small force that Melissa found her feet An orange cat ball is squatting.

"Meow~"

With a soft call, Ron was picked up by Melissa and walked into the police dog training ground, still under the soft embrace. Unfortunately, Ron has other plans today and has no time to enjoy it.

Letting Melissa stroke his head, Ron's emerald green eyes were fixed on the kennel and the police dogs in training - Hara's success obviously made Melissa's enthusiasm for work high, even though she was about to get off work, she was still training several other police dogs.

"Orange, you wait here, don't go away!"

"I'm going to continue training!"

Putting Ron on the lawn, Melissa returned to training with full of emotions, and while Melissa was not paying attention, Ron quietly walked to the kennel of the police dog.

It was about to get off work, and the steady old police dog Barto and the energetic Hara, who had just become an official police dog, were both locked in the kennels. In front of two adjacent kennels, Ron shook his head from side to side, a little Can't decide.

Who should I use?

　Thanks to the book friends with the tail number 0192, Maozi is not spicy, Ren Beicheng, Rafael 1900, who are so stupid to the depths of their souls for their rewards!

　　
　
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