In the black woods, Zuo Fei flashed a flashlight, searched carefully, and said to the green onion: "I don't know what the white-haired monster is, I found it, I must arrange it for him, steal vegetables and chickens, this is a serious damage to the safety of people's property, we must hang a big-character poster on the neck, and fight in large numbers of the whole people, it is best to find some keyboard warriors with rich combat experience, give them a cruel and ruthless attack like winter, and lock it in the iron cage of the zoo for tourists to watch for free, kill chickens and monkeys, and set an example." ”

"Tickets should be charged, so that we can get paid a lot of money without having to work," Ollie said. ”

The green onion said: "You are a little impure in your thinking, and you should focus on ideological struggle, so how can you take advantage of the opportunity to seek benefits? It is wrong to get something without hard work, and from the perspective of the scientific outlook on development, only by providing free is more beneficial to the people." Now the economic situation is not good, it can be described as a harsh winter in the industry, there are many families, their burden is very heavy, young people are under a lot of pressure, nightmares and night sweats, insomnia all night to baldness, how can they still charge?"

Zuo Fei had nothing to say to the two two hundred and five, and after looking in the forest for a few minutes, he saw vegetable leaves on the ground, and hurriedly said to the two: "Don't quarrel with the two of you, that white-haired monster, Bacheng is nearby." ”

The fallen leaves in the dark wood forest are very thick, and there are no footprints at all, only small pits, and I don't know what stepped on them. Green onion suddenly pointed to a stone under the tree: "There are blood stains." ”

Zuo Fei walked over to take a look, there was a lot of blood at the root of the tree, which had not yet coagulated, and found chicken feathers all over the ground behind the tree.

"Sure enough, it was in the dark woods. ”

Zuo Fei said, "Find it quickly." ”

The three of them walked for hundreds of meters in the direction of the bloodstains, and found a large tree hole under a large locust tree, which seemed to be the lair of the white-haired monster. Zuo Fei took out the electric baton, the green onion held half a wooden stick, and Ollie carried the belt of the motorcycle shelf, and glanced at each other.

"You two follow me, light, you know?"

After Zuo Fei finished speaking, he held the flashlight head with his hand, only a faint light leaked between his fingers, and he dodged into the tree hole. There was a strong fishy smell in the damp and dark tree hole, and as he went deeper, Zuo Fei heard a humming sound.

There was a lot of space inside the tree hole, and suddenly, Zuo Fei caught a glimpse of a ball of white hair, and he exclaimed, "Brothers, greet me hatefully." He rushed straight up with red eyes, turned on the button of the electric baton, and directly gave the thing a burst of electric electricity. The green onion slammed the stick, Ollie whipped the belt wildly, and the sound of crackling in the hollow of the tree was endless.

Three minutes later, Zuo Fei took away the electric baton and said to Green Onion and Ollie: "It's okay, don't kill you." ”

The green onion said, "You let go of the light of the lamp and see what it is." ”

Only then did Zuo Fei notice that it was dark in the tree hole, he removed the hand covering the lamp head, and shone it on the white-haired monster, and couldn't help but be taken aback, and glanced at the green onion and Ollie: "How can it be human?"

I saw an old man in a white robe and white hair lying on the ground, his mouth slanted and his eyes crooked, trembling all over, foaming at the mouth, and his hands and feet twitching from time to time.

Zuo Fei hurriedly checked it, but fortunately there was nothing wrong, but he suffered a little skin injury.

After half an hour, the white-haired old man completely regained consciousness, and looked at Zuo Fei and the three of them with a frightened expression: "Who are you, why did you beat me?"

The green onion said: "What kind of person? We are from the Crazy Assault Team! Why did we beat you, don't you know?"

The white-haired old man was frightened: "Who am I, where am I?" and he began to pretend to be crazy and stupid.

Zuo Fei said: "Don't pretend yet, we are professional nurses in a mental hospital, take it away." ”

The white-haired old man shook his hands and feet: "Don't arrest me, I'm not going, I'm not going anywhere." ”

"If you don't go, you have to go, you can't help it, steal other people's food, eat other people's chickens, and be reasonable? What is the saying: if you eat mine, you will spit it out, and if you take mine, I will give it back. You have not only damaged the people's property, but also caused a bad influence and corrupted the social atmosphere, I must arrange for you, what do you think of the ten tortures?"

Zuo Fei thought it was funny.

But the white-haired old man was frightened: "I don't want to arrange, don't." ”

Ollie said, "No, you, arrange, must arrange." ”

Zuo Fei and the three of them took the white-haired old man to the cottage of the gardener, and told the process of arrest, and the person in charge of the chicken farm thanked him for his kindness, and he thought it was a monster, but it turned out to be a crazy old man. They didn't care about the loss, but repeatedly admonished: "This kind of mentally ill person must be locked up so as not to harm society." ”

The green onion patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, we will treat him well, let him be reformed in the madhouse and become a new person." ”

Ollie said: "You stole someone's, your property, it must be done, apologize." ”

The white-haired old man looked dull: "Theft, who is theft?" He pretended to be too similar, and it was a waste of talent not to act.

Zuo Fei said: "Aren't you the one who stole vegetables and chickens?"

"Where is the dish, I haven't been there, chicken, what is it called a chicken, are you a chicken?" the white-haired old man rolled his eyes.

Zuo Fei was almost blown up by this old thief: "You are the chicken, green onion, send him on the road." ”

The white-haired old man suddenly became anxious: "Hey, what do you say, do you want to kill people?"

"Shut up!" the green onion covered the white-haired old man's mouth and dragged him away......

Back at the madhouse, Huang Bo saw that Zuo Feiqi was victorious, caught the culprit, and he couldn't close his mouth with joy, and asked, "Who is he?"

Zuo Fei said: "Old guy, your tone is very strict, you have to do a good mental evaluation." ”

Huang Bo said: "Okay, you can find out his identity as soon as possible." ”

Zuo Fei took the white-haired old man to a closed psychiatric evaluation room, turned on the white light overhead, and began repeated interrogation. But the white-haired old man was clever and upside down, and Zuo Fei was helpless.

The green onion took the case: "Old thief, you still don't tell you honestly, don't you want me to arrange it for you?"

The white-haired old man rolled his eyes: "How honest is the tape, it can only be used to stick things." ”

Zuo Fei said to Ollie, who was observing and identifying: "Go, go to the back kitchen and bring a bucket of spicy soy sauce, I want the spiciest one." ”

Ollie was a good helper, and soon brought a large bucket of chili oil, and as soon as the lid was opened, the spicy smell came to his face.

The white-haired old man glared: "What are you going to do?"

The green onion smiled, scooped a spoonful of chili oil with a spoon, shook it, and said in surprise: "It's so spicy." ”

The white-haired old man's face twitched: "Don't mess around. ”

Zuo Fei asked, "Do you want to fight in culture or martial arts?"

The white-haired old man looked confused: "What is Wen Dou, what is Wu Dou?"

"Wen Dou moves, Wu Dou moves. The green onion said, "Would you like to try chili oil?"

The white-haired old man gasped: "Chili oil is a martial arts fight?"

Zuo Fei replied with a serious face: "Martial arts." ”

The white-haired old man gritted his teeth: "Then I want Wendou." ”

Zuo Fei waved his hand to Ollie: "Pick up his shoes for me." Immediately, he took out a feather from the drawer and said with a smile: "Life must be happy, I can make you laugh for half a year." ”

Ollie pressed the white-haired old man, the green onion grabbed his right foot, and flew left to start a frenzied torture - tickling the soles of his feet!

Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha......

The white-haired old man let out a terrible laugh, tears came out of his eyes, and soon his stomach cramped, and finally he had to beg for mercy: "Hurry up...... Hahaha...... Stop it...... Hahaha...... I say...... Hahaha...... I'll explain it all...... Hahaha......"