There are many animals in the animal park, only a fewer than the sidewalks during the morning rush hour, but the public benches are almost empty, and humans sit on the benches that are not empty.

The curly police dog bit the dog's leash and turned his head to look at the surrounding Hinata sitting down on a bench.

It sat down next to the chair and rubbed his head against his hand, "How about it, are you feeling much happier when you see the open space?"

Not.

Hinata said perfunctorily: "It's much better, thank you Officer Matsuda."

"..." The curly police dog raised his head and sniffed it with his somewhat moist nose, "The smell of lies, wool!"

It buzzed out, "I really can't do anything to you. Even the park can't make you happy. It seems that you are a quiet type of cub... Huh?"

As he spoke, it suddenly stopped, raised its upper body directly, put its front paws on the edge of the chair, and then sniffed hard in the air.

“…It’s the smell of bombs!”

The eyes of the dogs behind the sunglasses seemed to have a sharp light flashed through, and their tails no longer shook. The ears that were already upright seemed to be even more straight, and their noses wrinkled, and they began to bare their teeth.

Hinata Riki: "…"

A few seconds later, the curly police dog retracted his gaze and nose, and began to look at him wanderingly, obviously in a state of hesitation.

Combined with the other party's previous blurt out, it was clear what the police dog was hesitating about.

"Officer Matsuda is a bomb search dog?" Hinata said, free from his hand holding the dog leash, "You go and deal with the bomb first, I'll wait for you here."

"No, you're too young." The curly police dog immediately retorted, "You will be coaxed away by other animals. If it's a bad animal, you may lock you up at home and make you never get out!"

...What is the positioning of humans in this world?

What is the positioning of cherishing animals? For example, breed cats and dogs? Or what is the value of things? For example, antique calligraphy and painting?

Hinata gave up thinking, "No."

"..." The curly police dog continued to wander. It shook its tail, chased its tail anxiously for a few rounds, then made a decision, picked up the dog leash and forced it into Hinata's reasonable hand.

"In this way, you keep holding it. If I keep this, the other animals will know that you have a relationship with the police personnel. If you dare to come and rub your way, there will be a lot fewer animals!"

It bent down its front half, and simply kicked off the necklace on its neck with its hind legs, and placed the necklace on the chair.

"You have to remember that no matter who comes, as long as it is not me, you must not follow me!"

The curly police dog patiently reminded, "Even a guy in uniform like me, he should not leave without authorization. If someone picks you up, run away, and you will call for help immediately, and other animals will help you!"

Hinata Riki: "…"

What is this? Are you robbing humans in the street? Is it so wild?

He pretended that he couldn't understand the dog's words, "Okay, Officer Matsuda, goodbye to Officer Matsuda."

The busy Officer Matsuda shook his tail, turned his head and walked in one direction, and soon disappeared among the animals.

Hinata stared at the direction it was moving away, and suddenly felt the dog leash in his hand was under force, and he was also pulled.

he:"?"

He lowered his head and found that at some point another dog was already lying on the back of the bench.

It was a snow-white dog with long hair, and a red tongue, like a silly smiling dog. It was a very famous breed.

Samoyed.

There are too many animals around, there are many strange sounds, and the ones that are close to them are not human-shaped objects, so Hinata Riore did not discover it immediately.

It was not until Samoyed bit the dog chain placed on the bench and pulled it that he realized it.

Samoyed: "Wang!"

Unexpectedly, this Samoyed looked like a fluffy and soft super-large marshmallow, but the sound was not soft, but a bit cold.

It held the necklace in its mouth and pulled the rope tightly. This slightly leaning back made its eyes look sharp.

"Wang!" Without a response, Samoyed again impatiently and repeated again, "Follow me."

"Don't let me repeat the third time."

Hinata Riki: "…"

What the hell is your world? Is there really someone who robs humans on the street?

Is this reasonable?

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Chapter completed!