Wen Wen rubbed his hair in distress, Li Dazhuang's narration, he had already listened to it, and said a bunch of things tremblingly, but there was nothing useful.

To put it bluntly, he didn't have a stone hammer to prove that his uncle's affair had something to do with supernatural powers.

"It's hard for you to do this, you don't know what's wrong with your uncle, but you know there must be something wrong with him?"

"Now we all pay attention to the fact that there is no suspicion, and it is useless to just doubt."

Li Dazhuang smiled bitterly, he didn't want to do this, but except for the scene of biting the mouse to death, he really didn't find any evidence of his uncle's abnormality.

Whether it was in front of him or anyone else, his uncle was the same person and didn't show anything unusual.

The reason why he made up his mind to ask Wen Wen for help was because once, he saw the way his uncle looked at him.

That look is not looking at a person, but at food!

"Forget it, no matter what, I'm going to meet your uncle for a while, and if I don't confirm it with my own eyes, I can't pay attention to it."

In fact, Wen Wen still believed Li Dazhuang's words, because he knew that Li Dazhuang was more unlucky......

So Wen Wen decided to go and see Li Dazhuang's uncle Zheng Feng in person.

However, he can't just go over like this, he can't just go over and tell people that he is a demon hunter, so he has to do a simple disguise.

So he first asked Li Dazhuang to wait, and he first went to a 24-hour pharmacy to buy a stethoscope, hung it around his neck, and didn't know where to take out a pair of glasses.

With his white coat, he looked cold, but he really looked a little like a doctor.

Finally, he took out a small bag, rummaged through it a few times, and found a psychiatrist's ID and hung it around his neck.

When he was a detective, he occasionally needed to disguise himself as someone else, and the identity of a psychiatrist was easier to be trusted by those criminals with poor brains, so Wen Wen always had false testimony.

Well......

Not just a psychiatrist, he also had police officers, university professors, federal agents, and active-duty military officers in his bag...... And so on a whole bunch of documents.

This is what it takes to be a detective...... Maybe.

"Let's go, take me to see your uncle." Wen Wen, who had completed the disguise, said to Li Dazhuang.

Li Dazhuang looked at Wen Wen, who had become very different in a short period of time, and couldn't help but grow his mouth, you are playing a big life.

"What are you doing in a daze, lead the way."

Walking to Zheng Feng's house, Wen Wen knocked on the door politely, knocked a few times and no one opened the door, Wen Wen raised his eyebrows, and his strength gradually increased, if he couldn't knock on it in a minute, he could remove the door.

Listening to the sound of the knock, Li Dazhuang stood behind Wen Wen and trembled, he brought Wen Wen here, it wouldn't hurt his uncle.

"Here, what are you doing, you want to demolish the house."

Zheng Feng opened the door and looked at Wen Wen, who looked like he was dragging, and Li Dazhuang, who was smiling, with a dissatisfied expression.

"Dazhuang, what are you doing here?"

"Uh...... Uncle, this is the new psychiatrist I found for you, Wen ......" Li Dazhuang said weakly.

Zheng Feng's brows were twisted into a knot, and he said with an unhappy face: "Do I need you to find a psychiatrist, and besides, you can find a serious psychiatrist, this person looks more irritable than me." ”

Wen Wen stood up in front of Li Dazhuang and said righteously: "Sir, you can question my personality, but you can't question my professionalism. ”

"I have treated many patients with radical psychological problems, and after my treatment, they have not hurt others anymore, but have learned and improved together."

Wen Wen wasn't lying, the patients he was talking about were the monsters in his shelter.

They did study together, progress together, and wanted to strangle Wen Wen to death......

Seeing Wen Wen's expression, Zheng Feng was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had hurt Wen Wen's feelings.

But Wen Wen took advantage of his stunned stall to get into his house and sit down directly on the sofa with a swagger.

Seeing that people had already come in, Zheng Feng didn't rush people anymore, and sat opposite Wen Wen, trying to deal with him away.

"This Doctor Wen, let's get straight to the point, I really don't have mental illness, and I don't need your help, you can leave."

Wen Wen didn't answer, his nose twitched slightly, there was a smell of blood in this room, the smell of human blood!

So, he stood up and said, "It smells so good." ”

Then, he walked to the kitchen by himself, stood at the door, and glanced in, his pupils suddenly narrowed.

Zheng Feng hurriedly walked behind Wen Wen and said, "Mr. Wen, please pay attention, this is my home." ”

He looked unhappy, is this Doctor Wen really professional, just call Doctor Plague.

"I'm sorry, after taking this child's commission, I rushed over directly, and I didn't eat dinner......"

Li Dazhuang pouted, liar, when they first met, this thing was full of alcohol.

Zheng Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is my stewed deer bone soup, do you want to taste it." ”

"No, no, no, in the process of treatment, I don't take a stitch from a patient."

Gently refused, saying that he would never eat something from unknown sources when dealing with suspected supernatural events.

However, the taste of the broth is very strange, not like the common pork, beef and mutton.

If it's a deer bone, it can be justified, anyway, Wen Wen has never eaten venison.

He sat back on the couch and said in the gentle tone of a psychiatrist on TV, "Anyway, I'm here to treat you, tell me about your situation." ”

He secretly snapped his fingers and activated the ability of the Trickster Tree Spirit, if Zheng Feng was a completely ordinary person, then he would not refuse Wen Wen's request now.

Sure enough, Zheng Feng's attitude and tone softened, and he really put himself into the role of a patient, and began to narrate with Wen Wen.

"It started two months ago when I came home in the fog and accidentally bumped into something and passed out."

Seeing him cooperate like this, he was a little less suspicious, but if the ability of the Trickster Tree Spirit didn't work, it could prove that he was not an ordinary person.

But if the ability of the Trickster Treant works, it doesn't prove that he is not in trouble, after all, he may be disguised.

"Can you describe what kind of fog?" Wen Wen asked with squinted eyes.

Zheng Feng was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Wen Wen was interested in an ordinary fog.

"It was dark that night, and I couldn't see clearly, but there seemed to be something floating in the fog, and the air in the Furong River should really be managed."

"It's a little scary, I just walked so fast that I bumped into something, and when I woke up, the fog had lifted."

Wen Wen's eyes lit up slightly, and something was floating in the mist......

Could it be the Grey Mist?