"The patrol police car No. 119 completed the mission, and officers Lorraine, Fisher, and Melissa were waiting to be dispatched."

"Party police car No. 119, Patrol police car No. 119, please go to Elton Highway 15, please go to Elton Highway 15..."

"The patrol police car No. 119 completed the mission..."

"Parking police car No. 119, please go quickly..."

“…”

Ron finally saw how busy the police officers going out were. Whenever Lorraine and the other three completed a task, before they could rest for a few minutes, a new task would be conveyed, and even lunch was no exception. They bought a few Golden Arches burgers and coke and distributed them to the other two, a cat. Lorraine held the food in one hand and the other hand, and rushed to the next police call location in the next police car.

Lost items, invasion of wild beasts, speeding treatment, illegal immigration...

Police officers in the United States are all versatile, and most of the cases have been explained in training. Both Lorraine and Fisher are at ease in handling them.

In other cases, such as driving wild beasts, helping to open the door, and driving away the gangster, Fisher's strong body came in handy. Of course, before opening the door, Lorraine asked the police some questions, confirmed that it was the owner of the house, agreed to brute force cracking and recorded it with a dialogue recorder, and only then would Fisher appear.

…………

"What time is it?"

"It's almost five o'clock."

Compared to the two of them, with Melissa and Ron joining today, Lorraine and Fisher are more relaxed - they just helped an old man drive away the wild dogs that were rushing into the house. Before the new task has come, everyone can rest.

The police car was parked on the boulevard between St. Mark's Park and St. Rock, Lorraine and Fisher covered their heads with police caps. After a while, heavy snoring sounded, and only Melissa continued to remain alert.

Perhaps even God was pitiful to Lorraine and Fisher. The telecommunications rang almost half an hour later. Christina briefly explained the situation and then asked Lorraine to rush to the police scene immediately.

Ten minutes later, Ron appeared at the police call scene - a girl who was dressed up stood at a loss on the side of the road, waiting for help.

"Hello, is it Miss Colora?"

"Just just now, you borrowed someone else's cell phone and called 911. The command center has described your appearance in detail."

Standing on the side of the road was Miss Colora. He just borrowed someone else's cell phone to call the police because her cell phone and wallet fell into the manhole next to her with her bag.

The lady was obviously quite smart. When calling the police, she clearly told her position, dress and appearance in the command center, making Lorraine's work much easier.

"My bag fell into the manhole..."

Melissa made a brief record for Miss Colora, and Lorraine and Fisher came to the manhole.

Maybe it was stolen. There was no cast iron manhole cover on the manhole, only a dark cave was revealed. Carefully poked his head in, Fisher and Lorraine looked at each other and shook their heads.

Although it is not the kind of manhole that connects underground sewage pipes, there is no need to worry about combustible and toxic gases inside, the manhole has a small diameter and cannot accommodate big men like Lorraine or Fisher. As for Melissa, the two of them naturally would not let her drill the manhole.

"I asked clearly, Miss Colora dropped a new 2008 LV bag with a mobile phone and wallet, and a set of personalized cosmetics."

"The mobile phone brand is iPhone 3G, with four credit cards in the wallet, about 300 US dollars in cash."

As soon as Lorraine and Fisher had explored the manhole, Melissa came over with a brief record and told Lorraine and Fisher about the actual situation - looking at each other, Lorraine returned to the police car and carried Ron out again.

“Meow?”

What other things do I need to do to climb high and drill the bottom?

After working hard all day, Ron came into contact with many places he had never been to before, and his hair turned gray and yellow, so Lorraine hugged him, and Ron knew what Lorraine wanted to do.

However, Lorraine did not reply to him, but turned to the back of the police car, opened the trunk, took out a roll of rope and a small bucket, and then came to the manhole.

Only Fisher was waiting by the manhole, and Melissa walked back to the road to comfort Miss Colora.

"Orange, I will put you in the bucket later. If you feel uncomfortable, pull the rope immediately."

"If everything is normal, after going down to the bottom, you will see a leather bag, take the bag into the bucket, pull the rope, and we will pull you up."

Although it was clear that the sewage manhole that did not produce toxic and combustible gases, Lorraine still reminded her in a worried manner. Until Ron nodded in a hidden way, she put Ron in the bucket and carefully placed it into the manhole.

…………

The manhole was very deep, and only the round holes above the head provided light; although the air was turbid, Ron did not smell the uncomfortable smell - it fell for five or six meters before Ron landed at the bottom of the manhole.

This is a equipment manhole, and you can see a large number of cables entangled near the manhole exit into wire harnesses that are larger than trees. This time Ron's target fell next to a huge wire harness at the bottom. The leather surface was printed with four-leaf clover, plus and negative diamonds and letter patterns.

This time the mission is not difficult ~

In his heart, Ron jumped out of the bucket and moved carefully along the wiring harness - he was a little fond of such busyness, and even because the task was not difficult, Ron was a little dissatisfied.

The bag was right in front of him. Ron observed it and confirmed that there was no danger. So he walked to the bag and wanted to hook the bag with one claw. Unexpectedly, the bag suddenly squirmed violently and stood up, revealing a dark red forked tongue!

“…”

God, I promise not to despise any tasks in the future ~

After retreating slightly, Ron discovered that a big snake as thick as a wine glass was hidden under the leather bag. The similar leather texture made Ron unable to distinguish it at once.

"Hiss~"

The snake was obviously very dissatisfied with the disturbance of Ron. It spitted out the snake's letter, showed its thick fangs, and bit it hard at Ron.

But unfortunately, in Ron's eyes, the snake's movement immediately turned into slow motion - the cat's nerve reflex speed was seven times faster than the snake. As long as Ron concentrates, the snake's movement became a slow movie, and he could dodge no matter what.

“Meow~”

Too slow~, let me break it!

Not only dodge, but also counterattack - sharp claws popped out of the flesh pad, standing upright on the snake's attack path while dodging, so a slight sound of leather tearing, liquid soaked the dust on the wire harness.

Taking advantage of the victory, Ron clawed his head and tore the snake's head so hard that it was rotten. Then he hooked up his leather bag, dragged it into the bucket, and then pulled the rope.

The plastic bucket slowly rose, just like the light pouring from the hole above, Ron suddenly saw a white sphere the size of a ping-pong ball was revealed in the broken snake's body.

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