After returning to the state bureau to sleep, the night was long, Avis held the dog, dog food, and drinking water, sat on the stool prepared by the agent on the Dark Hill, crossing his legs from various angles, waiting in a sluggish manner.

The society is afraid that Dalton and long-haired Tiger will put on women's clothes and start a pleasant and exciting fishing business, going all over the planning point.

Carl temporarily added the stray animal rescue station behind Feiguan community to the fishing spot.

The stray animal rescue station without a name or sign was revealed by the agents of the dispatch center-

The name of the rescue station is a man named Brick Beatty Gailak, 34 years old, unmarried, his parents live nearby, but they do not often come and go.

Due to meningitis in childhood, hemiplegia in his right leg, mild disability and mental retardation.

Receive government care subsidies and stray animal rescue stations every month, and enjoy government tax subsidies.

There are many caring people on the rescue site's books, but there is no record of the deposit of Sven's veterinarian Bronchi.

But the old man said so surely that the actual operator of this animal rescue station is Bronchi.

It will definitely not be groundless.

Nothing was found in the first night of fishing.

Even if there are two murders, there are still people who return home at night.

Some are forced by life, or have not heard of a murder, or have been lucky enough to avoid being killed.

They also found several small shops that were run late at night, and after cross-examination, no abnormalities were found.

But the shop owners all said that it was quiet at night and occasionally heard strange squeaks.

Although Dalton and Tiger said there was no abnormality, the snipers and the ten agents of the Dark Hill did not hear any strange sounds.

But Carl always felt a rustling sound.

I don’t know if it was the role of hearing hangs or the auditory elf that mistakenly collected other sounds.

The fishing operation lasts until 5 a.m.

Tiger, who pretended that women couldn't bear to shave her beard, wore a white mask to cover her masculine beard. When passing by the street of Bronchi Pet Hospital, he looked at each other with Avis, who was queuing alone in the dark night at the door.

Exposed sympathy in fatigue.

The Pig Dog hurried in Ivis' arms and fell asleep.

The dog has not washed for several days and its hair smells very strong.

But Avis slipped around it all day and walked around the streets and the taste was no better than it.

One man and one dog, immortal.

The fog in the early morning launched the last wave of attack, which stuck to Ivis's entire coat.

There seemed to be still the heat of Alison's slap on his sleeve.

Even if Ives is energetic and has an emergency case, he can withstand it for 2 days and 3 nights. However, sitting so bored and meditating will definitely cause his sleepy uprising.

He began to get sleepy.

Holding the dog, sitting on a plastic stool, head bit by bit.

Anyway, Carl and others were staring at the dark side, and other agents were ready to arrest people at any time. He would never have any problems.

So President Ai hunched his waist and fell asleep like a cooked shrimp.

At five o'clock in the morning, I was awakened by a cool breeze, raised my head and straightened my waist.

"Plop!"

A person with an unstable center of gravity fell off the chair, including a man and a dog.

I looked around and it was still dark.

The star of Qi is already hanging in the horizon, and the fog begins to dissipate.

Suddenly, Dalton's urgent cry for help came from the radio intercom headphones:

"Old...Boss!Boss!Boss...Boss..."

When the mimosa community phobia is nervous, he will only call him dad and can't say anything.

The radio intercom headphones were shared by everyone, and everyone present heard the cry for help from his weak cock on the verge of death.

Everyone who was waiting for the following text could not wait for any of the following texts, and there was not even a helping life. Everyone heard the dull sound of falling to the ground.

Could it be that Mimosa was killed in the strange game???

Anyone has any trouble and collective action!

Carl looked at the location. Dalton was on an open road with surveillance. The street lights nearby were very lit. He thought it was optimistic that he might encounter strangers or encounter rats and snakes.

"Perrody, you're there, right? What's wrong with Dalton?"

He and the two team leaders of the Regional Hepelodi, one of them guarded the other side.

Carl wished he could fly over in person, but Tiger and Ivis were still in this neighborhood, so he had to guard these two knots.

Other sleeping agents who were sleeping in an emergency were not very useful, and they had to give instructions from the team leader. Carl really couldn't get rid of his body.

The radio intercom did not answer any questions, but instead a noise came from a loud noise, as if something was interfering with the radio waves.

"Does anyone answer? What's going on over there! Sniper! Look at Dalton! He's at the bus stop at Fenggang intersection!"

Carl was so anxious that he knew he was worried.

"What's the situation?" Tiger, who wandered like a ghost, shuddered and ran to Fenggang Station after asking.

Several state bureau agents who stood on the secret guard with Carl looked at each other inexplicably, took out their cell phones and contacted the secret guard near Fenggang Station.

Avis was anxious, afraid that the mimosa would die from digging liver and bones, so he jumped high, "I'll go and take a look!"

"Avis, stay where you are! Stare at Bronchi! Don't walk around! Sniper! Have you seen it clearly?"

"Just now... it seemed like there was a woman..." the sniper replied in surprise.

"What's going on over there? Is Dalton safe?" Carl really wanted to beat these bastards with appetite. He was so anxious that he still talked to you halfway.

"Bryan, your people are fine, something is wrong here."

The region, Black Perrody, finally came back from the dead and reported the survival of Dalton.

"Well, are you protecting Dalton?"

"Sir, don't worry, Brother Dalton just now met a woman, and our communication was suddenly interrupted. Now that others are fine, they fainted from scaring. The deputy team leader and several brothers went after him."

The youngest agent of Perotti's group, the honest-looking guy, and a few new players, stayed in place to watch the unconscious mimosa Dalton.

"Inspector Hamilton, be careful not to force yourself. Remember to aim the No. 7 launcher in your hand to hit the target before you can hit it. The super energy gun is not perfect." Carl reminded.

“…”

At this moment, Perotti was like a newly entered the industry, carrying a so-called No. 7 launcher like a toy gun. He wanted to ask more questions, but he was afraid of losing the face of the deputy team leader.

"Inspector Brian, what if the energy gun doesn't work?" asked an agent who was not afraid of losing face.

"Catch her in the net No. 3!" Carl said for granted.

So several senior instigators who went to chase people tightly pinched the finger condom on their hands, which had a super mouse cage on them, which could capture alien systems.

But Carl didn't tell them that so far, only the space super quark can make smooth.
Chapter completed!