Kidnapped bunny

Detective Nick Wilde patiently crouched behind a large passenger car and watched guarding the entrance to the club bear. He waited for the moment, when he finally slipped in. Throughout his life he did some crazy, but it was probably the beginning of the hot list of suicide missions. If he succeeds, it will acquire valuable evidence and a one strong opponent will be less. If not, he will host a nearby hospital for a few months. To ensure the success, has made serious preparations. He thoroughly bathed with deodorant shampoo, armed. And long, thin sand-colored jacket, gloves and a wide-brimmed hat he added. Maybe it's unusual appearance of the Sahara Square, but hides his features. His mind scolded his Buffalo boss.

Ten hours earlier.

Nick entered the usual way in the ZPD headquarter as each working day for the past five years. His paws in his pocket, lowered shoulders and a smirk. Clawhauser, full-bodied and ever kind cheetah ate a big bowl of cereal, directed the attention of the incoming colleagues. He spotted the red-and-blue shape immediately.

- Good morning, Nick!

- Clawhauser, buddy, what's up here?

- Well, today it seems extremely quiet, there were no new news about Gazelle. Tell me what did you yesterday after the shift?

- The usual, I went home and watched the TV.

- Come Crafty, your age ought to already worthy of a vixen.

- I'm not old. - gestured sigh - How's the old buffalo?

- Today is gloomier than normal, so don't make he nervous.

- Roger, Big Cat!

The fox waved, and then hurried to the briefing. Throughout his life, the aim was to prove that may be charged with a fox and can be useful for the city. So he was a police officer. In this he was satisfied, but over thirty began to feel the deficit. The deficit who to be on his side. But he never found a girl, who would have been appropriate. He dismissed the thought and his well-known loose smile, and eternal calm regard greeted his colleagues. The atmosphere, as it was always pleasant and they were talking and joking loudly. Several members waved cheerfully to the lowest officer. Nick took more years of hard work to become from a "suspicious fox " Officer Wilde and then Detective Nick. Now, they accepted him. He hurried forward his own chair and jumped on it. In five years, no one has replaced the gathering of the chair he was sitting, was still so vast that him would have fit on near to another similar mammals. A few minutes later the door opened and entered Chief Bogo. The massive mammal stepped to the podium and greeted loudly. After a tense silence immediately.

- All right. There are a few files, beyond which'll encounter. Still not managed to catch the speeders who has been racing in the streets for nearly a year. Grizzoli, Snarlov, time will you have implemented to catch him.

The two officers bowed his head sheepishly. A year ago they tried to overcome the race car, but constantly dodged them.

- There is a theft and minor cases, that task ...

Nick bored listening to the allocation of tasks and the way his colleagues in pairs or small groups left the room. He usually worked alone, investigating minor theft or some amateur hustling case. When no one was here merely he and the Chief, Bogo spoke to strained voice.

- Detective Wilde, to my office.

- Oookay, it will not be good. - He thought caustically.

In general, if the boss called him to the office, he was certain that one with joke gone too far. Police work in addition the joking was the only favorite pastime. Of course, Bogo didn't like the excessive humor, especially not with a fox. So, somewhat he dejectedly it followed the large ungulates. In the office, buffalo silent gesture, he sat in the chair and tried to disappear in it.

- Chief, as far as the day before yesterday a small joke ...

- Shut up Wilde, that's not it!

He reached down and pulled out a file from drawer.

- It is important to have a job for you. And also very discreet. So to keep complete secrecy. No one but me and you will not know this. Personally just are you going to report me. I was clear detective?

- Absolute. But why me?

The boss sighed. In these rare with him. He was not angry, just careworn.

- That's because maybe you are the one who is not expected that he would investigate the case. You've been working hard, but you didn't get too many opportunities, because of the stereotypes. If it had not been the Bellwether case, you would be never detective.

Nick silently acknowledged. The Night Howler case was the city's biggest strike. Dawn Bellwether overthrew the previous mayor, who is caught in savage predators to keep it secret from the public. Lionhearth fall, what intentionally made the deputy mayor, laid the foundation for her position. No one knew what happens to predators, it isn't natural, only the consequences of a seemingly gentle herbivore's evil plan. Nick was no more things excess, he parking slips handed out, driving traffic. No one wanted a bigger case trust him. Nick isn't asked permission and took the his paws own thing. He took his heart the problem of predators and soon revealed the new-exmayor of intrigue. Nick results (even if it is made without a permit) has been recognized and honored, but the damage was enormous. Dozens predator were poisoned to the flowers, hundreds of citizens were injured, thousands of lives were destroyed. And dead seventeen mammal. Among them two predator because of some prey lynch atmosphere. The fox felt it didn't do everything that could have been better.

- So now again I have to touch something dirty thing?

- Yes. - nodded the boss – My some reliable acquaintance according, in Rainforest district, significant influence by a gang of them in the town hall. If it true, the underworld will manage the city... including the police.

- It's that reaches theirs paw, sir?

- It would seem so. And if I can start formal investigation into this case has, from the top would set me off. Therefore I need someone to better fit the task.

- It's extremely flattering Chief to recognize my talents and my skills. - Nick said, his voice slightly sarcastic - This points to a fox task.

- I deserved it. - Bogo muttered, surprised the detective - I really need you.

- What do I need to do?

- You need to get a document. according our information, there is a person, who is serious material collected from Curare Band. With enough evidence to give them a fatal blow. If I open a criminal investigation be initiated, it is anything else, select the task. Do not get me wrong Wilde, not because of your abilities. It's because terribly dangerous for you. Here, the case file.

Nick took the file and opened it. He just ran through his eyes the first page and understand everything. It's really dangerous job... for him.

- If you don't want to take, I understand. But unfortunately…

- I'll take sir. I'll get the evidence.

Present

There he's now here. The Purple Violet Club main entrance and looking forward to the first phase of planning will start. According to his calculations the other side of the building a strong clicking noise is made. A tiny device which gives off an unbearable voice for many mammals, with a small timer. Nick placed behind a dumpster. The bear couldn't take long for the ruckus and went to look. The fox no longer need, quickly ran to the door and slipped in. Quietly crept down the wide corridor, where there was a reception desk, behind reading a wild cat the newspaper. Next to a value storage cabinets, hangers. Nick sheet creep past the counter and opened the door into the hall. The whole room walls, pleasant shaded purple gleaming, beautiful plant pattern painted on a large part of the room, contemporary metal tables and chairs occupied, with off-white tablecloths. In addition, there was a bar and a large stage. On stage, a cougar lady sang, all the attention directed toward the soft song. Nick chose an empty table and sat close to the emergency exit, carefully hid his face under the hat. From there it became overwhelming awaiting this thing. You should discuss an appropriate time and place of the target person, get her to hand over the documents or peek the office where and forth to invade. While waiting for a cheetah waiter came up to beside him.

- Can I give you something?

- A lemonade with soda. - he said without looking up.

She wrote down the order and left. Nick breathed in relief. The song slowly came to an end and intense applause thanked the singer action. The cougar had gone, and soon came forward with a big black jaguar. Nick watched the purple tux good standing, one eye scarred figure.

- And now, Ladies and gentlemammals I present our host, Mis Hopps!

While another round of applause came from the audience, the waiter brought Nick's drink. Fox waited until she puts the glass on the table and he slipped a ten-dollar bill. This amounted to the waiter not to be curious. On the stage appeared from behind the curtains a little gray bunny, sky-blue evening dress, left shoulder huge violet flowers. Directly behind her, stepped out of a white tiger and an elephant.

- Damn. - Nick thought, nervously. He calculated bodyguards, but not an elephant. Not afraid of the strength, but also from trunk. The olfactory system is not only good for gripping, but in accordance with its intended perceive everything in the air.

- Good evening everyone! - cheerfully greeted the crowd the bunny - I am glad that so many have come here today in the Purple Violet. Today a lot comedian, blues singer and who loves spinning, a rock and roll band also honor us with their presence.

Nick sat stiffly in his chair and watched. Not to what said the bunny, but also the environment. Soon, he had noticed a small, barely perceptible air movement behind him.

- Hidden ventilators? This is not good, not very good!

Why was worried about Nick Wilde? Because this club sides no trespassing canine. That's because the club owner condemns this group of mammals. With specific regard to the foxes! The ventilators takes the smell until the elephants. With the sly trick to filter, whether there is an unauthorized intruder. Despite all the shampoo fragrance molecules can't hide. Nick couldn't wait any longer, totally failed. He jumped from his chair and slowly headed for the emergency exit. The proboscidean's face twitched. He leaned over the Jaguars.

- Run dumb fox, run!

The jaguar's eyes harden. Our researchers watched the auditorium. Nick cringed, trying to disappear among the large bodies. The jaguar leaned over the bunny and whispered long ears. The reaction is immediate.

- I'm sorry that I now need to leave so early, but it seems urgent office work waiting for me. - she said, her voice harder now.

The fox didn't care, he was just a few steps in the escape door. But the joy was premature because a bison blocked his way.

- Somewhere in hurry, sir?

- Oh uh ... I'm looking the bathroom could you tell me where is it? - he said kindly.

- I'm sorry, but started in the wrong direction. Can you take the hat. In this place to wear indecency.

Nick knew he wasn't the decency rules are concerned. The bison reached out and grabbed his shoulders, fox pulled the shocker from his pocket and pressed the bison arm. The ungulates moaned the sudden blow and collapsed. Nick walked over and grabbed the door handle, he heard a noise and looked over the side for a moment. Something he saw a gray stain, then darkness.

When slowly returned the consciousness, he was very uncomfortable. His head was ached and probably loose one molar. He felt that sitting on something, but the arms are bent backwards uncomfortable. And these can't stand to move. Slowly he opened his eyes, preparing for the worst. He was sitting a small room, which was nice beige color. The furniture was a little, just a table and a chair on which just he was sitting. His jacket, hat and gloves taken off, freed him from the toolbar. These are all lined up there on the table. The whole room beyond, the black jaguar and a gnu stood.

- Looks like he woke up, tell her. - the jaguar said nonchalantly.

The gnu left the room and more minutes of awkward silence between them. Nick waited for the inevitable. But at least he can talk to the target person. When the door opened again the ungulates besides enters Judith Hopps. They looked at each other. The bunny is already not been wearing the evening gown, instead of a thin cotton sweater and gray pants she was wearing. Right ear wore a carrot-shaped silver earrings glinting, amethyst eyes of contempt. Nick wore a long-sleeved shirt apple green, black tie and beige linen pants.

- Each pocket we go through, we couldn't find his ID card, just those.

She looked up stuff on the table. In addition to the clothes lay in a pink shocker, a tranq gun, a pawcuffs, a key set, a half-unzipped and chewing-gum. The bunny is raised the shocker.

- Fox Away product, at a fox. I don't see this every day.

- Once it work well, why would I not have one too. - said the fox calm tone.

- Shut up, you can just speak when there is questions. I know where came from this fox.

The jaguar and gnu looked at each other and then at her expectantly, she grumbled and reluctantly continued.

- Not in the city is a mammal, who hasn't seen the muzzle. It is our police's pet.

- Nick Wilde! - exclaimed the jaguar - Hell of, a cop!

- And you are Manchas, judging by from the scars. You departed from Mr. Big?

- I said worm, shut up! - shouted Hopps.

- What do we do with him? He's still a cop, if anything happens, we're pushed off into behind bars.

- This fox will not bring us to the ZPD. It didn't have badges, never ID. It came alone and don't support that.

- Is this for sure?

- Yes, that is. - Nick confirmed the bunny looked furious - He asked, just answer. Hopps was correct conclusion, I think that there is sufficient knowledge of the police system. Anyone who wanted to become a police officer as a child, learned a lot about the profession.

- Just don't mention my past fox. What to look for in your kind?

- According to the information you have something that may help an investigation.

- Why don't you come with injunction, why should send a flea nest in disguise?

Nick felt for to his wrists tied to his chair backrest with quick ties. Eyes stung her tone and wording. "It's fox," "worms," "flea nest". She doesn't treat him as a mammal. He swallowed the insults and answered.

- I can't talk about this, dear lady. But I have to warn you that great danger. Some people d'n't want to have those documents exist.

- I'm not afraid of them, I feel completely safe.

- I understand that you trust your reflective crew, but even so helpless and weak.

The gesture surprised him. The little bunny's hard fist slammed into his face, molar wobbled even more. But there was also energy to rummaging in his sleeve.

- I'm not weak Remember this, fox.

- I have experienced this firstpaw certainty. - he grinned lazily - But that doesn't mean that you aren't vulnerable. If you help me, we can help you.

- How do you want to help? Protective custody, the witness protection program? No, you really don't officially investigate here, it can be only one reason. Someone with access the ZPD offer and top control.

He have to admit, the bunny is is very smart. A few sentences from concluding the obvious. But he also wasn't unprepared, small knife hidden up his sleeves and with this started working on quick ties.

- Look, I promise that I'll protect you. We all protect you.

Bitter laughter erupted from the bunny.

- You think you trust a flea nest? I stand up for myself, as I always did well.

- You do that and you will not be more than a dumb bunny. A dead dumb bunny.

- If you think it scares me or angry, then you are wrong, fox. Much more must be better than to bring out some the my temper.

Nick smiled smugly, keeping a loose, his eyes half-lidded. But despite appearances, very concentrated.

- Oh, don't need too much, to bring your forbearance - he cooed to her - for who would take seriously such a soft cute bunny.

As he had expected, the Hopps's fist swung back toward him. But now for his paw was free, and quickly grabbed hers. A quick tug, a rotation, and the rabbit was sitting on his lap, he hugging tightly, a small blade on her neck. The jaguar and gnu rustled, but Nick warned.

- Ah ah, I don't recommend.

- What are you waiting for, Get me out of him!

- Well, look at this, now you consider to be I'm a mammal? - he chuckled smugly - Now that we have a level playing field, besides sitting here. We chat about it more seriously.

- Don't even think about it!

- Hopps, we can't help, he's got a knife and press your neck.

- I know that, but anyway dare. It's bluffing.

- Are you sure? - Nick said no little sarcasm in his voice – Don't forget that, my fur is about.

- If you kill me, you will never achieves the document, and my fellow shatter you.

- But if I let you go, then the end result will be the same. With the small difference that while you rest here near me, I will not be harmed, and you hear me out.

- Why should I trust you, why not lie, why are you better than any other foxes?

- Smart questions. - loosened his voice - If I told the truth so far, I really bluffing. However, it turns out that I'm just a well-meaning police officer, who wants some criminals were sent behind bars and save lives. But if I am no better than any other foxes, I'll kill you without any worries. Ultimately, for us foxes all bunny same.

He felt the gray body trembles and her ears fall for his face. The bunny feared. Nick reluctance applied this sneaky trick, but he had to discourage her and thereby convince.

- Judyth Hopps, - he continued - believe me, I want to help. Of course, not because I like you, the feeling of almost mutural. But I'm a cop. A police officer job to protect of innocents and enforce the law. I know a huge ask, but I have to trust me.

- You lie. - he heard a voice barely audible.

- Really, you till the end...

He couldn't finish the sentence, huge cacophony heard from under him. Now he knows that staying on the first floor. A moment later, the door burst open and the elephant entered.

- Shots fired in the hall! Everywhere they are coming! - he cried, and then looked at the pair of bunny-fox.

- Don't stare, help the others I muscle to handle a fox. - said Hopps - Manchas, Johny haste ye down. Unload the gun cabinet.

Reluctantly, but they obey the command. The jaguar looked back a worried look. Nick stood up from the chair, but still held her between his paws.

- I don't like it when I'm right, but you can see, not just me looking for you.

- It doesn't matter, my employees trained guards.

- I heard about it. Officially personal protection deal with anybody contacting you for protection. Legitimate business and beneficence. The other paw, that in reality these knights, punish of innocents enemies. Whether it's a wife beater husband, bandit or a cheap usurer. Their self-righteousness and revenge.

- I have no idea what you're talking about.

- Of course not. Like you wouldn't say in front of police officer.

He caught her and swung away, taking care to to her feet from falling across the room. A quick flick, he picked up the tranq Gun and pointed it at her.

-Believe me, no patience to play on. Tell me where is the document and there you go wherever you want. You stay here and fight, or requiring police assistance. For me perfectly suited to both solutions. So, where is it?

- Not here. Not in this building. Now I go down and help my friends, then I'll tell you where is the damn diary.

Fox shook his head. Life is never easy, always comes with some complications. Hopps headed for the door, but she never reached its own feet. She stunned a few seconds because of the dart projectile. The cop dressed quickly, put his belongings and took her up on his shoulders. Before started this crazy mission he thoroughly reviewed the plan of the building. All possible entrance and exit viewed. He ran without bothering about the below battle noise, until he came to a ventilation duct. The small tool on the subkey cleared the screws and he walked on all fours, is still carrying the rabbit. He knew exactly which way to turn, which passes the tube that takes flight down and the outside world. Soon he felt the cool night air. As far as he could, he kicked the ventilation grilles and then jumped. They weren't too high, but it began to ache his feet. Luckily he landed a small alley. Police siren was just no sign, which is unusual, because at least half an hour gone in the skirmish. He looked out and saw two stuffed underarm mammal walks, almost aimlessly in front of the club entrance. When they didn't pay attention for a moment, he slipped one parked car and then from thence, until he reached the battered old car, a Wolfvagen Beetle. Put his sleeping luggage in the passenger seat, then he got behind the wheel. The glove compartment, took out his badge and ID card, pocket put them, however the phone, he searched for a name.

Some ring and a deep voice spoke into it.

- Hello?

- It's me. The package isn't available, but here is the cotton. Should I go on with it?

A few seconds of silence, filled with misgivings him.

- No. While you were away, things have changed. You aren't safe here. They removed control from my hoof. I'm afraid you left alone, I'm sorry.

Nick sighed, everything went wrong. Started then went to the place where he feel safe.

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