"Hey, comrade police, you are wronging a good man!" Zhao Huaijing did not forget to argue when he was arrested by the police.

Zhao Aiguo kicked him in the butt and angrily said: "It's unfair, I'm unfair on you, I've been a policeman for more than 20 years and I have never wronged a good person, let alone you, a sinister old man, I have no reason to wrong you! "

"Come on, take him back to the police station! Treat the brothers to hot pot tonight!"

The police comrades were full of enthusiasm: "Okay, thank you Captain Zhao."

"Report to the captain, a dead white rat was found on the desk! I suspect he is conducting experiments and trying to kill his next girlfriend!"

Upon hearing this, the old professor struggled desperately under the police's custody: "You are slandering others. How could I, a physics professor, do something harmful to others? You are wrongly accusing a good person!"

Zhao Aiguo looked around the study room, opened a book on the shelf and flipped through it, then went to the table where the old professor worked and searched, and then found that a drawer was locked.

Zhao Aiguo pointed to the drawer and said, "Old man, what's in the locked drawer?"

The old professor, who was struggling to his death, glanced at Zhao Aiguo's eagle-like eyes and hesitated: "Some competition questions about physics..."

Zhao Aiguo realized that he was lying, so he said to the policeman who detained him: "Beat me until he admits it!"

If the old professor is really beaten by a strong policeman at his old age, half of his life will really be lost.

The two policemen really rolled up their sleeves.

The old professor immediately surrendered and said, "Spare me, spare me."

Zhao Aiguo yelled: "I can spare you, come here and open the drawer! You uncle, you are so annoying!"

The old professor was startled, walked over staggeringly, took out the key from his pocket, and opened the drawer.

As soon as he opened it, Zhao Aiguo pushed him away rudely and took out a dozen documents in the drawer.

Zhao Aiguo waved his apprentice over to check. He would not think that it was because he could not understand English.

The apprentice picked up the documents and looked at them one by one and said: "These are some receipts for the luxury cars he purchased and some matters he wanted to cooperate with foreigners to open a company. There is nothing special!"

The old professor's body was still shaking, but the ups and downs of his shoulders told Zhao Aiguo that the old thing must be hiding something.

Zhao Aiguo continued to search the drawer. It was empty and there was nothing unusual about it.

Suddenly, Zhao Aiguo knocked on the top layer of the drawer.

It's very crisp and has hidden compartments. This old thing is really well hidden.

Zhao Aiguo found a dozen documents. This time he could understand them. They were all evidence that he bought personal accident insurance for his wife.

"Old man, if you do too many bad things, you will be punished."

"Take him back to the police station."

Zhao Aiguo gave an order, and the two policemen firmly grasped the old professor's shoulders and led him outside.

"Bring all the relevant people in this house back to make a record!"

After Zhao Aiguo said the last sentence, he got into the police car and drove away.

Yiman on the other side finished talking and said after eating: "I guess the old guy is already squatting in the Public Security Bureau."

"Wow, you are such a god, you know everything!" Zhou Jie's tone could not hide his admiration.

"I have a golden finger on my body. How can I not be a god? I'm almost going to see a ghost now."

"Then do you really have the ability to see ghosts?" Zhou Jie looked at her with starry eyes and asked.

Yiman: "A little duck, let me see if you can roll it up!"

"Other than the fact that he likes to eat the same kind of meat every day, he seems to have no other merits."

Zhou Jiejie: ​​"Then isn't he fatter than a pig?"

In the conscious space, Quack cursed Zhou Jie: "You are a pig, your whole family is a pig, and I am a duck with some muscles."

"If you say that, he will scold you for three days and three nights!"

"No way, it's just a big fat duck, just stew it."

Gaga's feathers stood up all over her body, and her small round eyes stared at Zhou Jie with anger.

"You are fat, your whole family is fat, especially your big fat pig."

Yi Man stood up and patted the dirt on her butt, turning her head to Zhou Jie and said, "It's very late. Go back to sleep. Tomorrow is the last day."

Yi Man got into the tent, turned off the lights and fell asleep.

……

In the early morning of the third day, it rained, and it rained heavily.

The firewood left last night was soaked, and there was no other dry firewood available in the jungle.

In this way, Yiman and the others could only go out to find wild fruits to satisfy their hunger. On the way there, they met Ning Ning and Han Yuge.

Ning's eyes lit up after seeing Yi Man, and he came happily and wanted to chat with Yi Man for a few words.

He didn't pay attention to the trap set by the director. As soon as he stepped on it, a big fist suddenly flew out and hit Ning Ning's handsome face, and flew several meters away.

Han Yuge stood aside in shock.

She patted her chest.

Fortunately, it was not her who was hit, otherwise her face would have been hit crooked.

After Ning Ning got up from the ground with difficulty, he staggered a few steps and accidentally stepped on a mechanism.

A thick cane hit his buttocks with a snap, and he raised his head and roared: "Ouch~"

From the perspective of Yiman and Han Yuge, he was so painful that he screamed like a wolf.

Ning Ning held his sore butt and danced breakdancing on the spot, the Korean singer's face was full of sympathy for him.

This guy, does he have a grudge against Rainy Day? He is so unlucky.

Ning Ning had just recovered, and he looked around cautiously. Seeing that there were no other mechanisms and props, he moved towards Yiman step by step, stopping step by step.

Yiman looked at the bucket hanging above his head and shook his head.

I've taken a look at the front, back, left, and right, so why not take a look at the top and bottom at the same time?

I would rather walk a few steps and move forward boldly when there is no movement.

"I'd rather not come here..." Yiman didn't finish her words.

There was a click, a branch breaking, and then a crash.

I would rather act like a drowned rat in front of Yi Man and Korean singers.

Preferring to stand messy in the cold wind, he wiped off the water stains on his face, shrugged helplessly and smiled bitterly: "It turns out that people can be so unlucky."

“It’s all thanks to the directing team!”

[The trap set by the director team was probably prepared for Ning. 】

[Is Chen Dan feuding with Ning Ning? 】

[Poor baby, he has caused all the embarrassments today. 】

【ah? Where has the handsome guy gone? Who is this chicken in front of me? 】

Korean songs that have always liked yin and yang were surprisingly comforting to him: "There are many unsatisfactory things in life. As long as you swallow these unsatisfactory things back into your stomach, you will have smooth sailing in the future!"

Han Yuge walked a few steps, and would rather still stand there and sigh about life. She added: "How about you eliminate yourself? Don't let the coldness in your body pass on to me!"

would rather:"……"

Han Yuge brought his mother to Yiman's side, moved his lips, and said: "Yiman, I..."

Yiman looked sideways at her: "What?"

"I have changed my ways and I will never go against you again!"

Yiman: "That's it?"

Han Yuge lowered his head and responded softly: "Well..."

Yiman: "..."

Seeing how timid you were, I thought I had done something to you.

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