C174 Police station entrance

"What kind of brain do you want?"

Tet asked impatiently, and when I gave him a hard look, he realized the seriousness of the question and came over to drag the mad dog with me.

My belt was not around his neck, but around his mouth. I was afraid the strangling would strangle the dog to death, and that would do no good. At first, I thought holding back the dog's mouth was a foolproof plan