"Swish~"

The elevator door slowly closed, then trembled slightly and began to rise slowly, accompanied by a slight creaking sound - most of the houses of the Orange County Police General Bureau were built in the 1980s, when elevators were generally poorly sound insulation.

Squatting on the elevator floor, feeling the slight tremor from under his butt, Ron looked up at the elevator buttons, which meant that there was a white light flashing on the buttons on the sixth floor, and at the same time, the numbers on the floor on the elevator were constantly jumping, approaching the number six.

Apparently, the tall and brave policeman who was originally in the elevator knew Ron and knew that he was the mouse catcher of the Orange County Police General Bureau and where he was going now.

“4,5,6…”

The panel on the floor finally jumped to the red number six, Ron stood up from the squat mode and was ready to walk out of the elevator.

But at this moment, a chubby finger pressed the door key of the elevator, and then his huge body crouched down with an oppressive momentum, pretending to look for something on the elevator floor, but said vicious words.

"Hey, rotten oranges, it's not easy to be a mouse catcher who gets cheated!"

"I won't let you and your master be proud for too long."

"As long as I find the evidence, you and your little white-faced master have to get out of the Orange County Police General Bureau!"

His tall body was similar to Fisher, but he was not that strong - looking at the vicious fat face in front of him, which was swollen because of donuts and cola, Ron searched in his mind about where he had offended the other party.

Soon, Ron found the impression of the fat policeman in his mind - Officer Anthony, the owner of the adult Maine duty cat Amir, who once took Amir to participate in the recruitment interview for the Orange County Police General Office rat arrester. He was Ron's biggest competitor at the time and was also the person who expressed doubts about Ron's mouse arrest results at the inauguration ceremony.

Obviously, at this moment, Anthony still believed that Ron robbed the mouse-catching official position that should be his cat by cheating, so he couldn't swallow this, so he said this after Ron walked into the elevator.

After all, in common sense, even the smartest cats cannot understand human language. As for those cats holding newspapers and balls, they just link the names of objects to the real objects in their minds through long-term breeding education.

Even if it weren't for the old elevator installing a camera during maintenance some time ago, Anthony would have kicked Ron hard without hesitation, preferably half dead or broken, so that his Amir would have another chance.

“…”

Is this a threat?

Is this definitely a threat?

A cold gaze shot out from Ron's green cat's eyes and projected on Anthony's hideous fat face.

Ordinary cats do not understand human language, but Ron is not an ordinary cat. He has human memory, personality and judgment before he was reborn. He can fully feel the huge malice emitted by Anthony, and at the same time he sniffs a faint smell similar to mugwort.

With sharp claws popping out of the meat pad, Ron's spine dragon began to accumulate strength. As long as this ugly fat face stayed in front of Ron for a few seconds, Ron didn't mind adding some wild decorations and bright red cheeks to this face!

"You and your master are waiting for me!"

Of course, it wouldn't take too long to squat down to look for something. Anthony muttered again, and his huge body held his ugly fat face and rose back to the height of standing. He pressed the door key of the elevator and walked out.

You're lucky!

With dangerous squinting towards Anthony's back as he walked out of the elevator, Ron relaxed his whole body and followed behind and walked out of the elevator.

But Anthony's words in the elevator made Ron remember them deeply, and he began to think about the subsequent response methods while walking.

…………

In order to cooperate with Ron's work, Officer Patton cut an opening on the door of the paper archive and installed a cat door to facilitate Ron's entry and exit.

Of course, this cat door only allows cats to enter and exit. It is absolutely impossible to open the door to the paper archive through this cat door.

After drilling through the cat hole, Ron adapted to the light in the archives, and then began patrolling along the main road in the middle of the archives, without missing any forks.

Compared with the day before yesterday, the odor of rats in the paper archives has become increasingly weaker today. It is obvious that after the criminal gang that was eating archives was taken away by Ron, no new criminals have appeared yet.

When Ron patrols the paper archive next to the last archive stand, he also looks up at the ceiling—all of which are neatly tidy squares, and Officer Patton has obviously asked someone to trim it.

“Meow~”

No abnormal situations, everything is OK!

After patrolling, confirming that there were no traces of mice in the paper archives. Ron walked out of the cat cave and prepared to patrol other places in Building 1.

His current position is not only a mouse catching officer in the paper archives, but also a mouse catching officer in the entire Orange County Police General Administration. If rat traces are found elsewhere, Ron doesn't mind showing his mouse catching skills again.

Since some people are skeptical about their record, according to Murphy's Law, there must be many people with this idea - what Ron needs to do now is to make everyone with this idea realize their mistakes!

Without taking the elevator, Ron patrolled the stairs from the sixth floor to the first floor, with his footprints spread throughout Building 1.

However, Ron's luck today is obviously not very good. Traveling through such a vast range, Ron actually prevents you from finding an area where rats are odorous, which can prove that there are rats active - of course, this has something to do with Building 1 being the main building of the Orange County Police General Bureau, and there are too many police officers working in it every day.

Along the corner of the aisle on the first floor, Ron, who was in a bad mood, walked slowly towards the gate. The breakfast I had eaten in the morning was exhausted during the exercise. It was almost noon. Ron felt that he needed to go to the police restaurant in Building 6 to replenish some energy.

"Woon!Woon!"

Ron, who had made a decision, just walked out of the aisle and two excited barks came into his ears, causing him to raise his head.

In the corner of the front desk hall of Building 1, police dog Barto and another highly recognizable police dog were tied there. The barking just now was exactly what the active and excited Hala sent to see Ron.

“…”

Huh? Batto and Hara?

Where is Melissa?

Police dog Barto is Melissa's partner in patrolling Orange County Airport, while Hara is the new police dog being trained. Melissa must be there where they appear.

Just as he was about to turn his head to look for Melissa's figure, Ron was picked up from behind - Ron did not dodge, because he knew that it was Melissa who picked him up just by listening to the footsteps and breathing.
Chapter completed!