The trio's eyes lit up when they asked the boss's suggestion and their own little plans started to take shape.

Although they were able to obtain information about Feilin at the speed of insiders of drug trafficking, it was just the special preferential treatment given by the boss to allow them to better monitor Feilin. In fact, they were not people inside the drug trafficking group, but members of a small detective agency.

So they don't think it's a betrayal, it's just a breach of the contract - as long as they can make money, run a little further, leave Orange County, Los Angeles, or even leave California, it's not a problem.

"Do you dare? Do you do it?"

"Dry!"

The words on the phone shimmered the green light of Franklin. Amid the boss's deep questions, Hawkeye and Benjamin squeezed out a few letters from their teeth - they knew that their boss was a drug dealer, but what happened at the Philip's house made them tremble. With the temptation of money, they decided to give up surveillance and fly away!

"very good."

"Benjamin, bring the monitoring equipment and we leave Orange County immediately."

"I met a music producer in Los Angeles and he still owed me some money. We happened to ask him to make an album for us and adjust the sound effects!"

Since the agreement has been reached, time is money and life. The trio immediately packed up, and it took only ten minutes to get it done, and went downstairs and got on a motorcycle.

…………

In the house of Filmen, Ron was also happy to finish playing - he thoughtfully filled the cats' basin so that they could drink clean water after meowing.

As for the monitors found, Ron moved to the back of the house, picked up the stones and smashed them one by one, and dug a hole and buried them, leaving no trace.

Cleaning is perfect ~

After completing all this, scanning the surroundings and confirming that no one would notice, Ron ran back to the house of Filming. A few minutes later, with a rapid brake sound, the car that was leaving Filming appeared in front of the house in the morning.

"Do it well, when the business in Los Angeles starts, Orange County is yours."

Patting Filmen's shoulder, Tuk made a promise. As for whether he was sincere or perfunctory, only Tuk himself knew.

"I will work hard, boss."

He bent down and nodded, Feilin's answer was full of sincerity - at this time, even if he was acting, he had to show his loyalty. Anyway, Feilin saw with his own eyes that the former second-in-comman of the Tuk drug cartel did not show his loyalty to Tuk after being rewarded, and the next day he was shot dead by an unknown drug addict on the street.

"Well, Feilin, don't forget to go to the old place to pick up the goods in three days."

He gave another advice, and Took rolled up the car window and left Feilin's residence.

"Finally back~"

Watching Tuk's car disappear from sight, Feilin took out the key and walked towards his house. But after walking a few steps, a sharp cold light flashed in Feilin's eyes.

He bent down and pressed it with his hand in the weeds in front of the door - there were a few weeds that were folded upside down, and even if an ordinary person looked carefully, he might not be able to tell.

Compared to ordinary people, the private detective trio who had already escaped with Qu is considered professional, but there is still a big gap between them and Film, who has been lurking in the drug dealer group for ten years. Apart from this place, Film looked up and immediately found other traces.

"Three people, riding motorcycles, one person is proficient in unlocking..."

"Maybe it's here to install a monitor or a camera."

"After entering the house, they left quickly."

Filmen's judgment was quite accurate. The trio did just enter the house and install a few monitors and leave - but Filmen did not expect that these monitors had been removed by Ron instructing the cats, and after performing a Meow Symphony, Ron smashed all of them and buried them in the ground behind the house.

Naturally, after Feilin entered the house, the careful cleaning performed under the gaze of all the cats, especially Ron, who was lying on the highest point of the cat crawler, seemed to be watching the shooting scene of the agent's movie, and he was enjoying it and was very enjoyable.

"Strange~"

"Why are there nowhere?"

"Is it the one who broke into the air gate?"

"But the drawers are not messed up..."

After renting the abandoned factory, Feilin transformed it into her current appearance. With her own professional characteristics, Feilin knows the location where the entire house can be installed with monitors and monitors, but after searching the entire house, Feilin did not see a shadow of a monitoring device.

Confused, he looked up at the cat crawler above his head, which was the only place he had not checked yet - so his eyes met Ron, who was covering his mouth and giggling.

Filmen, Ron: "…"

Filmen stopped looking because the doubt had been relieved, but instead of asking Ron where the monitor went, he shook the paper bag in his hand.

"Come down, I brought the sandwich."

…………

While Ron was eating the sandwich, Philen poured cat food for the other cats, then took out the paper again, wrote down the words, then split them into letters, and struck them into Moss code.

A small house in the forest, with barbed wire, a white-headed carving, a hunchbacked old man.

"Did you understand?"

Fearing that Ron didn't understand, Filming knocked again, then asked Ron, who nodded to show that he had understood, to repeat it, and then took Ron out and got into the car.

He drove very fast, and in just ten minutes he drove from the industrial zone to the most prosperous area in Orange County, and then walked into a Golden Arch.

"See three Big Macs and one Coke."

"Okay, please wait."

The waiter in the Golden Arches, wearing red and white work clothes, looked up with a smile, skillfully placing orders, and guiding Film in the queue. As for Ron, who was originally staying in Filmes' arms, he took advantage of this time to jump down and jog into the Golden Arches' kitchen.

"Hey, orange, long time no see."

In the kitchen, no one was surprised at Ron who was running around, as if he hadn't seen it - the clerks at the Golden Arch were all pretended by police officers, and had seen Ron before, but Ron had not been dyed black at that time.

"Hey, orange."

“Long time no see~”

Carefully turning into the small door in the corner of the kitchen, Ron looked up and immediately saw Christina's smiling face - Melissa and Harabato are the main players in drug control, while Christina was dispatched here because she was the liaison officer of the command center.

Of course, Christina is also wearing McDonald's red and white work clothes, wearing a red and white baseball cap, and her long golden hair is combed into a bun behind her head.

“Meow~”

Long time no see~ Christina~

After calling out in response, Ron jumped onto Christina's work table, walked to a small metal disc, and tapped it with his hair claws.

Immediately, Christina's face froze, she took out her phone, and turned on the recording button.
Chapter completed!