Chapter 1389: Petrochemical cattle

"'Pesticide for the people'..." Dalia stared at the pennant, her lips and lips raised slightly, and then she raised her face again. "Only this pennant? Our police station has worked the case, and the Chamber of Commerce has not said that it will support the stability of the fund. What?"
Olga shrugged her hands, Master Secretary, don't think about beauty.
"The old bustard, Perth, is really a stingy stingy!" Dalia snorted and turned to ask Olga: "I'm too lazy to read the documents. After you have handled the case, you can simply talk about it."
"Actually, this time we went to the reef 14 to handle the case. Our police did not intervene. The whole process was completed by little sister Jessica with the three adventurers from Vales Tianyu. I really have nothing to say."
Origa looked at the pennant in her hand, and she felt ashamed.
"Oh? With the four of them, the case was resolved in less than two days, not only to recover the hijacked cargo ship, but also to kill the Xinghai squid?"
Dalia asked in disbelief.
"It's true, Master Secretary." Olija replied solemnly.
"No wonder your prince greeted me personally, let me take care of them, it seems that these three young people do have two brushes." Dalia lit a cigar and said thoughtfully.
"Sir, you are not working in vain for our police station. Are you supposed to honor your affairs?" Olijia reminded.
"Is it still for you to say?" Dalia gave her deputy blankly an awkward look. "If I said it, of course it counts! You just contact them and come to the police station training ground to find me. By the way, send the pennant by the way." The exhibition room hangs."
"Follow the orders, Master Secretary!"
Olijia smiled and stood up to salute, turned and walked out of the office of the director.
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When receiving the "SMS" from Olga, Joanne, Medea, Ruby and Jessica were grilling on the rooftop of the second floor of a hotel in Yinkong, or "skewering" More appropriate.
The tentacles of the Xinghai squid are cut into thin slices on the iron braze, brushed with oil and baked on a charcoal fire, slightly curled, sprinkled with a little salt, and then smeared with chili sauce, the taste of crispy elastic teeth, hot and rich flavor, It's really a delicious food that can't stop.
"Ms. Dalia is back, let's go to the police station to report!" Medea told Joan after reading the magic message.
Joan skewered the grilled squid skewers on the light iron brazing two or three times and said vaguely, "Let's go now!"
Medea nodded and said to Ruby and Jessica: "You eat slowly, and Joan and I will come back after finishing things."
"Sister Medea, I want to go with you." Ruby jumped up.
"I also want to go to the police station to see what the pet cow that Sister Dalia looks like!" Jessica's child is also a curious baby.
"Well, let's go together."
When going downstairs, Medea told the hotel manager not to remove the grill on the rooftop, add five bottles of beer to the ice bucket, wait for the busy business, come back and then skewer...
As soon as they arrived at the door of the police station, Joan saw Sergeant Olga waving at them with a smile.
"Come with me, Master Secretary is waiting for you in the underground training ground."
Underground training ground?
Joan couldn't help thinking of the "underground laboratory" at Midgard University. Why did Dalia receive visitors in such a place?
Confused, Joan followed Olga into a "wind-operated ladder" and slowly descended to the underground floor of the police station. As soon as he walked out of the ladder door, he heard a "banging" gun in the hall opposite the corridor. sound.
"This is where our police officers usually train shooting and fighting. If you are interested in firearms, you can practice shooting here."
Olga leads the way and introduces visitors to the training ground.
Going through the corridor and into a spacious hall, Joanne found that the training site was divided into two parts.
On the left are twelve parallel target tracks. Police officers are wearing earplugs and holding the same type of "revolver pistol" as him. They are training to target.
When Joan passed by the shooting training ground, he made a visual inspection. The length of the target track is about 30 yards. The bullets fired by the police officers usually have a target of no less than 8 rings.
Instead of shooting at this distance, Joan can achieve an average score of five to six rings under normal play.
In addition to admiring the accuracy of the gunman's marksmanship, Qiao An also envied the silver and air police station's wealth. If there are not enough magic crystals and bullets to provide police officers with shooting training, it is impossible for everyone to achieve such a high level of marksmanship.
Joan's shooting is not accurate enough. The main reason is that he is reluctant to waste expensive bullets and magic crystals that provide the firing energy for the bullets. He rarely practice shooting. The training amount is not enough, and the level is of course average.
On the right side of the training ground, there is an open fighting field. The policewomen in training uniforms are pairing to practice fighting skills on the star-studded fighting ground. The slim figure is sincerely eye-catching, but carefully observe their fierce and fierce, Unscrupulous fighting tricks, Joan could not help but cool down, quickly turned his head away.
Dalia has put on a white combat training suit and smiled and greeted Joan and them.
After a brief greeting, Dalia took the initiative to ask Joan the topic they were most concerned about.
"According to the original agreement, you helped me get the Xinghai squid, I will lend you petrochemical cattle for a week to study, is it like this?"
"Yes, Ms. Dalia, please give us petrochemical cattle now, we promise to take good care of it." Medea said eagerly.
Ms. Secretary crossed her arms across her chest and smiled oddly.
Seeing her expression, Joan immediately foreseen that something was wrong.
Dalia is a devil born in Hell of Barto. If the devil signs a contract with humans, can he be considered a devil if he doesn’t make any moths and drills loopholes?
His concerns were confirmed.
Dalia's words changed, and her face was embarrassed: "Of course I will honor the agreement, but there is a small problem that requires you to solve it yourself."
"What problem are you referring to?" Medea's face did not smile either.
"The petrochemical cow I raised is a little different from the ordinary petrochemical cow. The chunk is relatively large, and I hope it will not hinder your research work."
Joan heard his heart moving.
According to the "Vares Monster Book", the average petrochemical cattle weighs about 4,000 pounds, has a shoulder height of six feet, and is about eight feet long from head to tail. The life of petrochemical cattle is very long. It is possible to evolve during the growth process, the body becomes extremely large, and the combat effectiveness will also become stronger.
Dalia said that her domesticated petrochemical cattle are bigger than ordinary petrochemical cattle. Presumably evolution has occurred. The question is to what extent?
"Ms. Dalia, whether or not petrochemical cattle have evolved has not had much impact on our research, but I am curious, how much weight does your cow have?" Joan asked.
Based on the weight data, he can calculate the stage of evolution of the petrochemical cow and estimate how strong the cow is.
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