"Hey, you really have it, orange."

"You're already on the probation period before I finish the training!"

That night, Lorraine, who had finished the training, gave Ron a big golden arch chicken leg as a reward, and then sent a video chat to her home.

Although it is not very far from home, only about twenty kilometers, the training is too busy, and Lorraine has no time to go home.

Fortunately, there are already real-time video chat software in this era. Even if you can't go home, Lorraine can communicate face to face with her family.

As for Fisher, after making an appointment with Melissa yesterday, she didn't go out because Melissa had something to do. Today, after Melissa sent her back to Ron, Fisher pulled Melissa to make up for last night's date without saying a word. Now she is probably still having a big meal in the food street.

"Well, mom, I'm doing a good life here."

"Although the training is a bit hard, I can learn a lot."

Aunt Susan is not very flexible in operating the mobile phone. Lorraine directly sent it to her younger sister Catherine's phone and asked Catherine to call her mother to come and video.

Regarding his son who had not seen him for two weeks, Aunt Susan expressed her enthusiasm and cordial condolences, and communicated and exchanged in many aspects on issues such as housing, food, and economy. She then learned about the life and growth of the rare species of Diesel family, Orange, in another place.

"Mom, you don't need to worry about oranges. He's more than me here."

“I’m still working on the training and it’s already in the probation period.”

"And I heard that I was in training at that time. Orange was a big hit at the interview for the mouse catcher recruitment interview for the paper archives of the Orange County Police General Administration, even the nickname was called [Orange Lightning]!"

Communicating with the family on the screen of the mobile phone, Lorraine hugged the sleepy Ron from the cat's nest, raised his paws to greet the family opposite the screen.

“Meow~”

Hearing Aunt Susan's voice, Ron, who was about to fall asleep, raised his head, called softly, and then curled up on Lorraine's blanket and fell asleep.

When he went to bed so early, Ron was not tired, but was experiencing time. From tomorrow on, Ron would be on duty in the paper archives on the sixth floor of Building 1. Given that most of the mice appear at night, Ron needs to maintain full energy at night, so he can only adjust his sleep time to day.

But it was difficult to adjust all at once, so Ron decided to adjust half of it tonight.

Looking at Ron's round figure on Lorraine's blanket, Aunt Susan asked another question, which made Lorraine look at him in embarrassment.

"Mom, Oranges exercise every day, and there is no rating in the police station. I don't know how heavy Oranges are now."

"Don't worry, oranges are healthy, I will supervise it and not eat too much."

"I'll end the video if it's okay, 88."

Waving his hand to say goodbye to his family on the screen, Lorraine turned off the video and put Ron back into his cat's nest, while sitting on the bed, moving her shoulders and wrists.

Starting from today, it is shooting training. Officer Martin takes the new police officers to Building 5 and handed them to Officer Dirk and retires.

Compared to Officer Martin, Officer Dirk is relatively gentler. He is a bit chubby and has a wide back, thick arms and a pair of extra-large but not rough palms.

After teaching the new police officers the correct gun-holding method of rifles and pistols, they arranged a training volume of 2,000 bullets per person every day. Over the whole day, Lorraine's shoulders were red and swollen, and her wrists were also sore.

However, while moving his wrists and shoulders, Lorraine's eyes fell on the sleeping Ron, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she muttered to cheer herself up.

"Come on, Lorraine!"

"Even oranges have succeeded! You can do it too!"

…………

The next morning, Lorraine and Officer Dirk took half an hour off and brought Ron and his cat nest to the office of the old police officer Patton after breakfast.

After learning about some of Ron's life and eating habits, the old police officer Patton took Lorraine and Ron to the paper archive on the sixth floor.

It's like a library, half of the building area on the sixth floor is occupied by paper archives. At first glance, dozens of rows of wooden archives are neatly discharged like bookshelfs, leaving only a passage about two people wide in the middle.

Because it is not used frequently, there is a stale smell in the archive, mixed with a hint of rat odor.

“This is where Orange works.”

"As long as oranges can complete the work, they can get a special police sign and go on a free trip to the Orange County Police General Bureau from now on."

"There is also a weekly salary of fifteen dollars, so you can buy a lot of delicious food."

"Of course, if Orange didn't even catch a mouse during the probation period, I could only consider changing cats, maybe Amir or Peppa."

"Did you hear it clearly? Young man."

"Of course, sir."

“Meow~”

Listen clearly!

Lorraine saluted Officer Patton in her cat nest, and Ron at her feet also squatted up and shouted.

As for what the old police officer said, Ron didn't care about it at all - he couldn't catch a mouse in a week? Unless there were no mice in this paper archive or he couldn't come out for a week, such a result would not exist.

"Orange, come on!"

“…”

I got it, get out!

Putting the cat in the corner, Lorraine smiled and stretched out her palm in front of Ron. Ron, who was squatting beside the cat's nest, rolled his eyes and printed his hair claws on Lorraine's palm.

"Click~"

Lorraine left with the old police officer, leaving only Ron alone in the archives - whether it was night or day, there were several fifteen-watt fluorescent lights in the paper archives, allowing Ron to clearly see everything around him.

“Meow~”

Squatting in front of the central passage, a low cat moan rushed out, and Ron turned his ears and felt the echo.

The speed of sound traveling in the air is about 340 meters per second. It takes about half a second to hear it from the cat's meow exit to Ron's ear. Then divided by two. The length of the entire room is more than 40 meters. According to visual observation, the width of the room is also more than ten meters, which is a real archive.

After predicting the distance, Ron switched to walking mode. He gently advanced along the main road of the archives and patrolled each sideways. It took more than half an hour to patrol the entire archives.

However, under such a meticulous patrol, Ron did not find that the odor of rats was too obvious. It was obvious that the archive was just a place for rats to feed and move, and there was another place for the rats to have a nest.

So where will the mouse’s nest be?
Chapter completed!