[Pure detective work] [Comedy] [No System] [No changing back] [Pet’s point of view] [No special abilities]
Oink, oink!
Zhu Xiaoming turned his head stiffly and looked around, his mind full of questions. Why had everyone gotten so huge? Was he lying on the ground?
At the thought, Zhu Xiaoming quickly looked down at his own body.
Huh?
Why did the two pink, tender little pig trotters in front of him look kind of cute?
Wait, what?
Zhu Xiaoming tried lifting one of the trotters. Damn it, it was his own.
“Police! Everyone stay where you are and don’t move! I repeat, nobody move!”
While Zhu Xiaoming’s brain was still negotiating with his consciousness, trying to accept the fact that he had turned into a pig, several loud shouts suddenly rang in his ears.
