In order to agree on a specific plan, Kyle needs to go to that club for a careful on-the-spot investigation. As long as Macchiato's boss doesn't show up there with bodyguards, then he can die in many ways and let him choose the one he likes. .
Trampling on the stairs, food poisoning, gas explosion, carbon monoxide poisoning, you can even find an out-of-control dump truck to send him directly to another world.
There will always be a way to die that suits him.
Kyle, who was sitting in the passenger seat, opened the satellite map to determine the road conditions near the club, and then used SNS to determine the various conditions of the club. Unfortunately, this club is membership-only, so it cannot be searched on SNS.
"What, boy, do you have money to get high?"
"Looking at plum blossoms to quench thirst."
"Hey, drop your book bag with me."
"This is just an idiom that even a primary school student understands. Do you think I'm looking down on you?"
Old Jack, who likes to make trouble every time, continued to output Diss slang. Just when he switched from human physiological structure to animal physiological structure, an alarm came from the car radio.
"10-05, dog attack incident, Memorial Art Museum."
"Received on 10-05."
Seeing how anxiously Old Jack answered the call, Kyle felt puzzled.
"Isn't the dog attack a troublesome thing? I remember you don't like to answer this kind of police report, don't you?"
"Haha, brat, you know nothing. The people who hang out in the Memorial Art Museum early in the morning are basically rich people who like those shabby paintings. If we send out the police immediately to rescue them, but there is a chance to get together with a group of people. A rich rich woman is on the list."
"How about I leave it to you directly? If I go in with you, I guess no one will pay attention to you."
Old Jack, who was crushed by his appearance, clenched his back molars. Although what this boy said was right, why was it so disagreeable?
After arriving at the scene, Old Jack immediately ran into the art gallery in a high-profile manner, shouting that the hero had arrived and that he would take care of all dogs. Kyle, who was sitting in the passenger seat on the other hand, yawned. He originally thought about lying down to catch up on his sleep, but then he thought that it would be troublesome if a large dog was inside and old Jack was bitten to death.
So after he got off the car, he followed slowly. As he passed through a long aisle, he suddenly saw a food truck, which mostly sold fried food. It was really difficult for Kyle, who had always eaten very lightly in his previous life, to adapt.
But this time it was just right.
"Boss, give me four cheeseburgers, two fries, and a coffee."
While he was waiting for his boss to do this, a girl with short purple hair and wearing what appeared to be a New City Fire Brigade uniform asked:
"Officer, your partner has already entered the art gallery. Do you want me to help you get your breakfast?"
The capable firefighter was also muttering in his heart, is this handsome guy just trying to catch a fish?
"Oh, no, thank you. Two dogs broke into the art gallery inside. I bought these to lure them away in a gentle way."
"I see, then your partner went in first to check the situation?"
"No, he is just afraid that I will steal his limelight. Well, Miss Firefighter, I'll see you next time."
Looking at Kyle holding a large bag of hamburgers and fries, Flora shook her head. It seemed that the phenomenon of bullying newcomers still existed in both the police force and the fire brigade. But - he doesn't look like the type to be bullied.
When Kyle entered the art gallery, the people surrounded by the two dogs were no longer ordinary citizens, but old Jack lying on the statue.
"Kyle! Come help me!"
"Don't move, old Jack. The more you move, the more stimulated they will be. And don't stare into their eyes. They can feel it and take it as a challenge."
"Okay, boy, help me get them away now!"
Because of Old Jack's shouting, the two dogs barked louder, and Kyle also saw a flash of red in their eyes. They probably slipped over from the Syndicate and were infected with madness.
However, even if they were infected with madness and became more violent, they could not bear their instinctive love for meat, so when Kyle threw a burger with a meat patty near them, they immediately changed their target and no longer He barked at Old Jack, who had body odor, and then started fighting over the burger.
"Keep squatting on it, and don't come down yet!"
Kyle soon discovered a small room in the art gallery dedicated to storing cleaning tools. With burgers and fries, two large dogs infected with madness entered the room very obediently, and were then directly beaten by Kyle. Locked inside.
"Phew—contact the animal control people, kid, remember to reimburse the money for those hamburgers. It's really—"
boom!
The large dog behind the door bumped against the door, and the sound coming from it seemed not good.
"*Civildis*, are these two dogs crazy?"
Old Jack, who originally wanted to show off, just pulled out his pistol in order to regain his position. After all, as long as it involves madness, the use of lethal weapons will be approved.
Kyle took out a Taser. He was not an animal activist, but he would not kill unfamiliar creatures and there was no point in killing them. If those two dogs were not sprung from the Syndicate, but were pets raised by a certain New City councilor's family, then with one bullet, there would probably be an enemy instead of just one dog.
However, Old Jack, who was already in trouble, was too lazy to think about what happened next. He wanted to wash away his shame and couldn't wait for them to knock the door open.
boom!
The door was still knocked open by them. When the two were about to shoot, a gust of wind blew behind them, and an exquisite purple figure rushed between them. It was even much larger than a large dog.
"Stop them, Sidi."
Kyle finally saw the figure clearly. It turned out to be a leopard, and its entire body was composed of purple and clear gems. This was obviously a power that only the imprisoned could use!
This jeweled leopard, as fast as the wind, knocked down a large dog with one slap, and then whipped the other one with its steel whip-like tail. The battle was over before it even started.
After seeing the leopard's form, the two large, crazy dogs clamped their tails as if suppressed by blood, and did not dare to bark any more.
"Two police officers, you won't blame me for taking action."
Kyle turned his head and saw only a pink-haired woman wearing an expensive coat. The diamonds and gems she wore were dazzling. Under her beauty, they only served as an embellishment. The black suspender The vest couldn't cover people's hearts at all, and it also allowed people to see her fair belly.
"Haha, no, no, no, how could it be? The famous Earl of Chelsea can help us, we can't thank you enough."
Chelsea - Earl, that is to say, this incarcerated person is actually a noble!
