"You're saying, a dog? A real dog?"
Had the older officer not seen that paw himself, he would have definitely thought the Mounted Police was on drugs.
The Mounted Police vigorously nodded, "Yes, Shi San, it's Autopsy Officer Brian's dog, it's real, and it's huge. It can even drive and talk with its belly. There's a particularly large crow in the passenger seat, no wonder their car uses tinted glass. I always thought those colleagues of mine were pulling my leg, but it's all true. This is the NW organization, right? God, this world is getting crazier by the minute."
He chattered excitedly.
"Yes, indeed it is getting crazier."
The older officer wanted to ask why the car was bouncing, but seeing the state the Mounted Police was in, he chose to keep quiet.
Seeing a dog driving with a crow beside him, his attention was surely fixed on the dog and the crow, not anything else, so asking would be pointless.
...
Elsewhere,
Susan's sedan pulled up in the yard.
