“…”

What's going on?

Are mice in the police station afraid of cats?

The big mouse's reaction made Ron a little surprised. He shook his body, jumped from the bed to the ground, and then jumped, and was already standing opposite the big mouse.

Facing the fat orange cat, the big mouse was not panicked. It put down the hot dog and made a rapid and sharp squeak, just like using a wire brush to rub the glass violently - this is the capital it dares to stand in front of Ron and not run away. With this move, the big mouse scared away several cats and even snatched cat food from a kitten's cat food bowl.

Cats are indeed natural hunting masters, but they need to be stimulated to hunt instinct. Many cats raised in cities eat cat food and drink milk. They have never even seen mice before, so naturally they cannot regard mice as prey.

Of course, Ron was not the kind of cat with shallow knowledge. He walked slowly forward. Ron's spine dragon was already full of strength, and the claws under the flesh were ready to pop out. When the big mouse realized that his screams were not scared to Ron, it was too late!

Like a compressed spring, Ron's body suddenly stretched, his sharp claws ejected from the flesh pad, his left claw pressed the big mouse's body, and his right claw pressed the big mouse's neck and pressed it hard.

This is what Ron saw from a novel called the cervical dislocation method. The main principle is to use the force of pressing to dislocate the cervical spine. The spinal cord and brainstem in the cervical spine will be disconnected in an instant. Even if the prey does not die, it will immediately paralyze the whole body.

It is said that many scientific researchers use this to deal with experimental mice. In the hands of skilled researchers, the mice that were executed cannot even feel pain.

Ron used this trick just to avoid using his mouth.

"Click!"

After a crisp sound of breaking that only the cat could hear, the big mouse fell softly on the desk.

“…”

The first time I use it, not very skilled...

Seeing a small pool of liquid slowly oozing out from the big mouse's slightly twitching body, Ron turned his head and looked at Fisher's bed, and the beard at the corner of his mouth curled up.

…………

At about half past five, the door of the dormitory opened, and Lorraine and Fisher finally came back.

After the report on the first afternoon, the physical training was arranged, which was led by Officer Martin. He obviously wanted to give the newcomers a warning. After a brief introduction, he was a five-kilometer endurance run with a thousand sit-ups and five hundred push-ups, which was called testing everyone's physical fitness.

This heavy punch directly hit 80% of the new players, and only four of them completed all the training, including Lorraine, Fisher and two other new police officers.

Compared to the difficulties of Lorraine and the other two new policemen, Fisher completed it so relaxed and happy - this guy's physical fitness was simply a monster, and the last five hundred push-ups were barely supported by others. This guy could even stand up and high up, which made everyone stunned.

Therefore, Fisher's nickname was also confirmed, and it was called [Warcraft].

"Orange, orange!"

As soon as he entered the dormitory, Lorraine immediately looked for Ron's figure. When he heard Lorraine's call, Ron poked his head out from under the blanket and called, responding to his call.

Then, Lorraine, who was feeling relaxed, immediately smelled a faint smell of urine.

"Why does it smell like urine?!"

"Fisher, did you forget to flush the water when you went out at noon?"

The dormitory of the General Police Department is an independent bathroom. Lorraine remembers that when she went out at noon, Fisher went to the toilet first, and Lorraine waited at the door for a few minutes.

"How is that possible?"

"I was on BIG!BIG at noon!"

"And do you think my body as strong as my body will smell so heavy?"

Fisher, sitting on his chair, gave Lorraine a contemptuous middle finger, swelling the explosive muscles on her body, and posing in a toned posture.

“…”

Lorraine and Ron in the bed rolled their eyes silently. Fisher was indeed strong. Ron and Lorraine had seen it, but some minor diseases that could cause the taste were not avoided by strength.

However, Ron knew that the smell of urine was indeed not Fisher's problem, but left by the big mouse.

"OK, OK, you're healthy!"

"But we still need to look for where the smell comes from."

"tangerine……"

Lorraine pressed her hands down to put the problem aside. He looked up at Ron, his eyes slightly froze.

The cat has a strong sense of territory. In addition to rubbing the corners of his mouth to leave a smell, he will also urinate in the territory to clarify the boundaries. He wondered if Ron left a mark somewhere in the dormitory to show the smell.

“…”

After spending a long time with Lorraine, Ron knew what Lorraine was thinking just as he raised his eyes and called. He immediately shook his head and said that he would not take the blame. Although Ron was indeed killed by the big mouse, Lorraine was not asking this question.

"That's strange!"

“Where does the taste come from?”

Since Ron did not make a mark, where did the smell come from? Lorraine and Fisher began to sway their noses to find the source of the smell. Although they were already very tired after a day of training, no one could rest well with this smell.

Bending down, Lorraine and Fisher approached the target step by step. Looking at their heads shaking, Ron covered his mouth with his hair claws and covered the corner of his bent mouth.

No! You must not laugh!

However, they look like dogs!

The dormitory is not big, except for two iron beds, two wardrobes and two swivel chairs, there are only aisles and independent bathrooms. As for drying clothes, a hand-cranked clothes drying rack is installed outside the windowsill, which is quite convenient.

In such a small space, Lorraine and Fisher soon approached the source of the smell, but strangely, there were two sources of the smell, one was Lorraine's desk, and the other was on Fisher's bed!

There was only odor on Lorraine's desk. He found a rag and wiped it carefully and it smelled nothing. As the first scene, Ron handled the body of the big mouse and wiped it with his hair claws, so he wiped it through it.

However, Fisher looked at the bulging balls in the blanket on his bed, and his face looked ugly.

"Damn it, I feel bad now!"

Fisher had a bad premonition after forcibly touching Ron in the morning. Now he has a stronger premonition, as if someone is constantly pulling the alarm in his ear.

He glanced at Ron with a complicated expression, and intuition told him that it must be Ron's fault. He climbed up the small iron ladder with a serious expression, slowly reached out to hold a corner of the blanket, and then sucked hard!

A scream rang out in the dormitory!
Chapter completed!