Chapter 42: Completely wipe out the enemy army
"Squeak, squeak!"
Behind the squirrel, there were a few sharp screams, and then several small heads were poked out.
The head that was poked out this time was not a squirrel, but a pure brown house rat, which is often called a rat.
“…”
Hehe, the real master appears!
Smelling the stinky smell of rats with the wind, Ron immediately understood that perhaps it was food or perhaps it was other reasons, that the squirrel became an accomplice of the group of rats.
With the addition of smart squirrels, this group of mice has become more wings. Although many of their accomplices died tragically under various mouse-catching tools before, the passages in and out have never been discovered.
But now, their passages were finally exposed to the eyes of a fat orange cat.
“…”
Patience, patience!
Wait, wait!
He did not dare to twist his body, shook his head, and even more so, he did not dare to scream. Ron put his breath to the lowest point, just staring at the few small heads that were lying down from the ceiling, like an orange cat specimen.
The archive holder is very high, but it is more than one meter away from the ceiling. Although Ron is confident that he can easily jump to this height and get a mouse, he has other plans.
The archive is so big, if you can't catch it all in one place this time, Ron will definitely be stuck in the job in the future.
When Ron's hair almost exploded when he thought of staying in the silent archive every day.
I don’t want to stay in this ghost place all day!
This meow wants to wander around and enjoy life!
…………
"Squeak, squeak!"
Compared with the teenage mice that were killed with their claws during the interview, these mice that harmed the archives were extremely vigilant, so they maintained a posture of running away at any time and observed the movements in the archives.
It was not until he looked at Ron, who looked like a doll, that his little heads finally retracted from behind the ceiling for more than a minute.
Seizing the opportunity, Ron took a few breaths, and a big fluffy tail fell from the ceiling, and then mice jumped down the big tail to the archive rack.
One, two, three, four, five...
In just a moment, the top of the file rack in front of Ron was filled with mice. Ron counted carefully and there were eleven.
These mice were bustling in front of Ron. As long as Ron stumbled his claws, he could get three or five. However, Ron still had no intention of attacking. He was still waiting, waiting for the last squirrel to come down.
"Squeak!"
With the same wish as Ron, the mice climbed onto the top of the archive rack stood upright and called on the squirrels. One of the mice even climbed onto Ron's hair claws because of the crowding of their companions.
“…”
Be patient, hold it back!
Now is not the time to start!
Feeling the wriggling of the mouse on the soles of his feet, Ron stared at the movement on the ceiling. After retracting his tail, the squirrel finally decided to come down. It poked out its head, then exerted a little force, and immediately a brown-gray figure jumped off the ceiling.
“Meow~”
That's now!
The big dragon of spine, which had already accumulated strength, suddenly stretched out, and the mouse on Ron's front paw immediately turned into a flying fairy from the sky, drawing a long curve and landing on the ground of the archives.
Then Ron's left and right claws fell in a series of hail, and each claw fell accurately at the connection between the mouse's head and body in front of him.
"Crack~Crack~Crack~Crack~Crack~..."
A series of slight fractures sounded, and the mice that were pressed by Ron were limply on the top of the archive rack, and moist liquid slowly flowed out - the amount of treatment was a bit too much for a while, Ron did not control his strength and made some small deviations.
But now is not the time to get into the details. Ron had just solved ten rats, and a brown-gray figure fell in front of Ron.
"Squeak--!"
Obviously it was already frightened in the air. The moment it landed on the archive rack, the squirrel was about to jump immediately and jump back to the ceiling.
Unfortunately, Ron did not give it this opportunity. Ron, who had already predicted the squirrel movements, also jumped at the same time when the squirrel jumped. His sharp claws hooked the squirrel's big tail in the air and threw it heavily on the top of the archive rack. Then, in the squirrel's terrified eyes, Ron's hair claws pressed on its cervical spine.
"Click!"
Seeing the squirrel falling softly, Ron's mouth bent a bloodthirsty arc - every cat lying lazy by the stove was hidden with a bloodthirsty tiger, not to mention a big energetic cat like Ron.
“Meow~”
Next, it's your turn!
The cold light from the green eyes flashed, causing the big mouse who had just become a flying fairy from the sky and finally landed safely trembling all over, screaming and running around in the archives.
Unfortunately, in order to prevent rats from getting involved, although the archive rack is made of wooden, the bottom is nailed with wooden strips, and there is no narrow gap where mice can hide.
It could only keep wandering and avoiding, and was eventually forced into a corner by Ron.
"Click!"
All of them are alive! No one is missing!
Having killed the last rat under his palm, Ron tilted his head and thought for a while, jumped onto the last row of archive holders, pulled down the eleven rat creatures, including squirrels, and then stood up to transport them to the cat's nest. Ron observed that there was no camera in the paper archive, and even if Ron played a set of Bajiquan, no one would know.
According to his size, Ron arranged the twelve rats against the wall, frowned and ate a few bites of the cold hot dog, and then squatted into his cat's nest.
“…”
It smells bad and dirty!
After a while, Ron's hair claw pads and under his butt were covered with dust, and a bad smell of rats, he gave up his sleeping position in disgust. Ron took it as a farmer and kicked it, and finally fell asleep with his big head bit by bit.
…………
A good night's sleep.
The next day, the old police officer Patton accompanied Lorraine to the sixth floor paper archive. After all, this was Lorraine's cat. After chatting a few casually on the way, Lorraine's answer also made the old police officer Patton feel good.
This is a young man with ambition. In the years after graduating from high school, Lorraine worked while exercising, and read books about the police every night. It can be said that she has made enough preparations.
God did not disappoint Lorraine. After taking the exam, Lorraine successfully became a new police officer of the Orange County Police General Bureau. She could officially take office as long as she passed the training.
"Young man, train well. If you have any questions, please come to me."
Standing in front of the paper archive, the old police officer Patton patted Lorraine on the shoulder and said, making Lorraine smile with gratitude.
Chapter completed!