MTL - Transmigrating into a 90’s Cat, I Want to Work for My Home Country-Chapter 18 The eighteenth cat (2)

Where are the things hidden?

If you throw it away, you can't find it!

Li team is really old and unlucky.

Song Bei remembered Li Aiguo's expression at that time, worried for him, and felt Coke.

"Monkey..." Guo Chaoming nodded, flipped his shoulders, and almost threw Bai Xiaxia to the ground.

Hurry up and hook Guo Chaoming's neck.

The shriveled Bai Xiaxia froze again! She was going to follow her, thinking it was over, but now that the situation has turned around, the achievement point is waving at her!

"I'm going too!" The cat adjusted his position and jumped to the ground gently. Song Bei looked at the cat who was circling around him and grabbing at his trousers, "Do you want to go back to the mountains?"

"It is estimated that, then you can take it back to Cuilian Mountain." Song Bei was still a little reluctant, thinking that Bai Xiaxia was leaving.

Bai Xiaxia's round, furry head lifted up, she paused when she brushed past the two of them, and ran away with her **** turned upside down.

That means...wait for me! I'll say goodbye to the future **** shovel officer first.

Guo Chaoming is sad again, and has some regrets, is the cat going to leave now? He thought the cat would stay. "Head of the regiment, why do you think it likes Lao Qin so much?"

"I admit, Lao Qin is more capable and mature than me..." You don't need to think about this as a cat, just sit and wait for death.

Bai Xiaxia has no reason, the thief likes Qin Xiao.

Pity him with all his heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon illuminates the ditch.

Captain Song smoked a cigarette in silence: "I think, as long as there is a little..."

"?" Guo Chaoming humbly listened to his opinions: "Hurry up and say."

"I heard from the old man that cats can actually look at people's beauty and ugliness, handsome or not..."

Guo Chaoming received critical damage: "...Captain, you have changed."

I am no longer a good leader who can cook chicken soup to soothe the fragile hearts of subordinates.

Humph! Song Bei sneered: "You are not worth it."

The world is not worth it, it is useless for him to boil chicken soup, it is better not to boil it.

Waste effort.

Song Bei would rather have a good time.

He looked at Guo Chaoming, and he gasped without heart.

Guo Chaoming: “…”

The two waited for a while, and the cross-country stopped firmly at the gate of the courtyard.

He wore round-rimmed glasses and dressed like a typical scholar. He glanced at the door and walked straight to Song Bei and the others.

"Song Tuan, Deputy Guo. This is Wen Dong, Professor Wen. The captain invited me to help." Police Xiaofang introduced.

Several people greeted each other, Li Aiguo urged him in a hurry, worried that the longer the time dragged on, the more difficult it would be to find the cultural relics, and something went wrong in the middle.

I also waited, thinking that someone else was coming.

About a minute or two later, a snow-white Persian cat trotted past Song Bei, meowing as a reminder.

Bai Xiaxia didn't stop, she jumped into the half-open window dexterously, and squatted on the co-pilot.

Wendong? ? ?

The Persian cat is so beautiful that it is eye-catching. When he subconsciously followed him, Bai Xiaxia's furry right front paw was on the edge of the car window. The little head pressed the claws to say hello: "Meow..." Let's go.

Called in their direction?

Huh? Wen Dong was stunned for a while, only to realize that the cat jumped on the military off-road vehicle he was sitting on when he came.