Chapter 141 Chapter 141 Are you the only one who is reporting me? …
Jinhua sat dignified and reserved, but even if it twisted itself into a pretzel, it would be difficult to attract the attention of the police.
Right now, son, everyone's attention is on the pile of Dits on the ground who were beaten so hard that they could hardly even hum.
This is not just a simple chicken or a pottery dog, this is their ladder to promotion!
Look, look, the Chinese New Year has just passed, and I got such good news. I really have to thank God for the promotion gift package.
——It was still a big gift package that had been packed and was just waiting for them to open it at the station.
Thinking of this, the group of people looked at Song Ruan with such kind and friendly eyes, more gentle than a father from Northeast China looking at his eldest daughter. Of course, when they turned to the pile on the ground, their eyes turned into the ruthless ones like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.
Pooh! I really want to shoot those devils who come to cause trouble to me to death!
Because Song Ruan was tied up very tightly, the public security comrades did not untie him. They handcuffed each of them with a pair of silver bracelets, and then lifted them up one by one like pigs and made them stand up.
The police formed a circle and surrounded the group of Japanese soldiers in the middle, planning to escort them to the police station.
Dieter was already breathing heavily under the beatings of Song Ruan and her Tiger Donkey Squad, and was dragged across several mountains on the snow, his face was almost worn flat. They all looked like dying chickens, and didn't even struggle.
Song Ruan had to go along to take a statement. It just so happened that the three-wheeled motorcycle they rode on could not bring so many people back at once, so most of the police had to form a "human encirclement" to escort Dieter on foot. So the leader of the police station arranged a policeman to take Song Ruan back to the police station to take a statement first.
The person assigned to drive the three-wheeled motorcycle was also an old acquaintance - Zhou Gongan.
Song Ruan greeted them while climbing onto the three-wheeled motorcycle.
As the main contributor, Jinhua, no, Huwu, consciously played a crucial role in this arrest operation and is an indispensable presence.
It looked around and saw no one paying attention to it, so it simply held its white scarf in its mouth, flicked its tail gracefully, and jumped onto the three-wheeled vehicle with nimble movements.
An adult Siberian tiger, a tiger that had eaten well and gained enough weight in the autumn and had not lost much weight despite Song Ruan's close care during the winter, was like a small meat mountain, a small meat mountain that rushed over and was almost crushed by the three-wheeled vehicle.
“Hey hey hey hey!!”
Policeman Zhou hurriedly twisted the handlebars of the three-wheeled motorcycle and pushed one foot on the ground to keep his balance. Other policemen also hurriedly stretched out their hands to support him. By the time the three-wheeled motorcycle stabilized, the tires had sunk two or three centimeters.
Jinhua stretched out her claws to grab the wall of the car, and almost fell out. Her ears were stretched into airplane ears unconsciously.
Good Things made a mocking sound of "Hmm~Hmm" on the side, with his lips raised, showing his big teeth and laughing at Jinhua.
Jinhua Jinhua became furious and her nails popped out from the sheath fiercely. Her claws moved and left three white marks on the three-wheeled motorcycle.
"Oh my ancestors!"
Zhou Gongan cried out in pain.
China at that time was still in a relatively backward and difficult period. Even grain and cotton were supplied according to plan, not to mention industrial products that required higher production technology and consumed more materials. Don’t underestimate this small, shabby three-wheeled motorcycle. It was the only oil-consuming treasure that their leader had been allocated after applying for it again and again.
Zhou Gongan grimaced in pain, and if one didn't know better, one would have thought that Jinhua's claw had scratched him.
Song Ruan also knew how precious mechanical products were these days, and felt very embarrassed, so he hit Jinhua on the forehead with a big slap.
"Behave yourself!"
She scolded in a low voice.
The captain on one side was already used to Song Ruan giving Jin Hua a big nose whenever he had the chance, but the police officers in these police stations were not used to it.
Although Jinhua helped them capture this group of Japanese devils and looked like a sensible tiger, she was still a tiger after all, the kind of tiger that could crush a wild boar's spine with one bite and knock out six spirits from a person's seven souls with one claw!
Just, just slap like that?
A group of people looked at Song Ruan's crisp and clear voice, their eyelids twitching, their hands unconsciously pressed on the guns, their bodies slightly leaned forward, and they looked alert, as if they would rush to save Jinhua if there was any riot.
But Jinhua did not riot. It just lay down aggrievedly, licking its nose with its blood-red tongue. From time to time, it glanced at Song Ruan, looking pitiful and aggrieved, as if it had been bullied.
Song Ruan didn't bother to pay attention to this pretentious tiger. She asked angrily: "We are here to take a statement. What are you doing up here? Get down!"
Jinhua didn't understand what "record" meant, but she used her clever little brain to guess that it must be a good thing, otherwise this vicious woman who would not tolerate any loss would not be so willing to go so easily.
He immediately let out a howl.
I want to go! I'm going! I dragged these people here all the way, why don't you let me go? You want to monopolize the meal ticket for yourself, right? !
It howled, and the more it howled, the more it felt it was right, and began to wave its big paws and bang in the truck bed.
The key hadn't even been inserted into the three-wheeled vehicle and it hadn't been started yet, but it was banging against it and making it bounce back and forth like a rocking car.
Zhou Gongan's eyes twitched with heartache, but he didn't dare to say anything to Jinhua directly. He turned his head to Song Ruan and said as tactfully as possible: "Comrade Song, we will need this car in the future..."
I can't let you, a tiger, tear me apart now.
Although he didn't say it directly, Song Ruan was not a fool, so he slapped Jin Hua in the face again: "Shut up, you broke someone's car apart, you will have to haul the car every day to compensate them in the future."
Jinhua was hit in the sinus again. When she heard the news that made Hu Gonghan cold:! ! !
It was snorting through its nose, but dared not say a word to Song Ruan, so it silently retracted its claws, but quietly crawled forward a little, facing the back of its head towards Song Ruan to make sure that she could not see its front face, and then glared at Zhou Gongan fiercely, grinding its sharp fangs.
You're the one who told that vicious woman about me, right?
Zhou Gongan: ...
Song Ruan looked at the back of Jinhua's furry head, but noticed that the atmosphere was a little strange. He suddenly moved closer to Jinhua's head and asked grimly, "What were you doing just now?"
The golden fur all stood up, and the expression on the tiger's face froze for a moment (O△O;), but because of this, there was no sign of the ferocious look on its face that had just threatened Zhou Gongan.
Song Ruan didn't find anything wrong and shrank back in confusion.
Jinhua breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and then continued to glare at Zhou Gongan ferociously.
Boy, do you understand what to say and what not to say?
The speed at which the tiger's face changed and the huge contrast before and after were simply breathtaking.
As the winner of the title of "King of Beasts", the tiger has always been admired by the Chinese people, let alone such a human-like tiger that has helped them a lot.
The leader of the police station felt itchy when he saw Jinhua's cleverness and agility. He not only agreed to Jinhua's unreasonable request to go together, but also said that they had made a great contribution this time and he wanted to take a photo of them together and publish it in the daily newspaper to publicize and praise them.
Song Ruan smiled with her eyes curved and her mouth curled up, but she kept saying, "Oh my, oh my, what's the point of promoting it or not, this is what we should do."
When Jinhua saw that the good thing had really been successful and it was the only donkey left, it immediately refused to do it. He put his two front hooves on the edge of the cart, pushed hard against the ground with his back foot, and tried to climb onto the bed of the three-wheeled motorcycle while moaning.
But it is just a donkey after all, and a small donkey at that. It is not as agile as cats that can climb trees, jump off platforms, and roll forward. The three-wheeled cart was almost as tall as a donkey. It was barely able to put its hooves on the edge of the cart, and it was simply unable to exert any more force. It could neither go up nor down. It was like a rigid board leaning against the wall, screaming at the top of its voice.
Now it was Jinhua's turn to laugh. Not only did it laugh itself, but it also laughed with its white scarf, demonstrating the saying "like mother, like son" to the fullest.
So the good thing became more urgent. A pair of eyes looked at Song Ruan, urging him - why don't you give me a hand? Are you biased? Are you partial?
Song Ruan: ...
She was really convinced.
She cursed as she carried the good thing onto the truck bed, and the human-tiger-donkey squad sat on the three-wheeled motorcycle and raced towards the police station.
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