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The frozen scene from last night appeared on the TV news this morning.

At the bottom of the screen, the bright red wanted label is particularly dazzling.

I didn't know why I got up so early, and I didn't know why I had to sit on the sofa, looking at myself in the picture...ah, it's an insect weirdo, and I fell into deep thought.

"Wow, there are so many weirdos these days." The little fox, who also woke up early and sat on the same sofa as me, but with a lazy and casual attitude, exclaimed.

"Bird food." I held it in for three seconds and nodded in agreement.

"Look at that disgusting hood. What kind of brain did you have to think of using a fly's head as a hood? I would rather wear stockings, at least I'm just an ordinary pervert."

"Dove food!" I glanced at the little fox, feeling that I had to do something, so I echoed, pointing at the green fly-headed monster in the picture, showing an expression of disgust and contempt.

"And look, green leather pants, my God, what kind of geeky idea is this? It's so rubbish."

The little fox nodded in agreement and became more critical: "That's what I was about to say. This is an insect weirdo that came out of which era? It's earthy and weird. Even if he's not an arson suspect, seeing such a guy

Anyone who appears will call the police immediately."

"You can't relax when you encounter such a guy." I looked filled with indignation and clenched my fists, as if I wanted to give the guy on the screen an iron fist of justice.

"The other party may have an accomplice, maybe it will be a super invincible weirdo with a red trash can and a beetle head!"

The little fox constructed and imagined it in his mind. He was so happy that he danced on the sofa. He completely forgot that he was still wearing loose pajamas, which caused the fox's pelvis and large patches of white flowers on the collar to be exposed.

"That's right. The beetle-headed weirdo in the red trash can and the fly-headed weirdo in green leather pants are a perfect match. You guys know how to match well. Do you want to try your luck in the red, white and blue fashion world?"

"And look, is there a bicycle behind this guy?" The little fox seemed to have discovered a new world: "The insect weirdo appears on a bicycle? This kind of scene makes me laugh just thinking about it.

pain."

"Isn't it a motorcycle?"

I can't bear it anymore. You can insult him, but you can't insult his modification talent!

"Ah? Isn't it just a bicycle with a shell on it? Let me take a closer look. It's the shell of a bumper car. It's the fancy plastic shell of the bumper cars in the amusement park, right? Hahahahaha, my God.

, How old is this guy’s mental age? Maybe Tamoya really misunderstood, this guy can’t be an arsonist, right?”

The little fox couldn't stop laughing and rolled around on the sofa.

The collar button has been completely removed!

Fortunately, I have seen a lot, so I was not confused and confused, and I was able to retort in a straight and clear manner.

"No, I think this guy... is undoubtedly an arsonist!"

Now that I'm on the street, at least let me attract fire for my daughters. As long as everyone thinks that the weirdo is an arsonist, no one will think of the witch.

Yes! This is the real purpose of my finale!

It seems funny, absurd, silly, and funny, but in fact, it hides the great spirit of an old father who sacrifices his tall image and bears all the charges in order to protect his daughter!

"Wait a minute, take a closer look..." The little fox seemed to have a new direction and stared at the wanted poster on the screen seriously.

"If you look carefully...the figure of this fly-headed weirdo...he is tall, short, fat and thin...the most important thing is that he has a special and distinct sense of stupidity...isn't it..."

The little fox muttered like this, looked at the TV, and then at me, as if he was comparing and overlapping images.

"It seems...a bit like you!"

"Nonsense!" I jumped up from the sofa angrily and yelled at the little fox angrily.

"My taste is not that vulgar. Even if I want to do this kind of thing, I will definitely choose another cooler way!"

"For example?"

"For example, this is the Light Transformer."

In my spare time when I was making leather cases, I glued the leftover materials together to create a Y-shaped transformer, and proudly showed it to the little fox. I raised it high above my head, and the two wings on top of the Y word suddenly unfolded, and the light bulb in the middle lit up.

stand up.

"How do you feel?" Maintaining the transformed posture, I wiped my nose and smiled proudly at the little fox.

"I misunderstood. I'm sure you're not that weirdo inside." Convinced by the strong evidence, the little fox bowed his head and apologized to me honestly.

But she turned around, took out her mobile phone, dialed the number, and after a low waiting tone, lowered her voice and spoke into the microphone.

"Hey, is this Tamoya? I found a guy who was suspected to be an accomplice of the Fly-headed Monster. Yes, he was right next to me, staring at me. If you have time, come over quickly, maybe you can catch all the weirdo gang.

Third-class merit is also merit!”

You...you guy!!!

After listening to the truth on the sidelines, I was furious. I felt that the mysterious and noble realm of the two-spined salamander hidden in a corner of my heart had been desecrated by the other party. My brain became hot, and I bared my teeth and claws at the little fox, and I was about to pounce on him desperately.

The other party fights to the death.

"Dad...Dad?"

At this time, the twins came downstairs and were shocked when they saw this scene.

A tall and strong man, with ferocious eyes and claws, was about to pounce on a woman who was huddled in the sofa with a delicate expression, messy clothes, wide open collar, and half-covered face, revealing her infinite alluring beauty.

To put it simply, it is a picture that a normal person would immediately call the police upon seeing. It is not too much to call it a crime scene.

"Wait a minute, Xilusi Aikolu, listen to me, that's not what happened." I also realized something was wrong, and the little fox also realized something was wrong. One was pale and busy explaining, while the other was blushing and busy grasping

Buttoned neckline.

The style of the painting changed, as if one person committed a crime to a gang committing a crime.

At this time, if Veras came out of the closet with a pan in hand and a smile on her face, the scene would be a classic within a classic.

"Actually, it's this guy..."

"Wait a minute, Dad, don't talk yet, let's take a look at the news." Gemini suddenly made a pause gesture, and his attention was completely attracted by the picture on the TV.

Putting aside the wanted criminal and the weirdo, the background of the place in the picture...

Isn't it the same place where they fought their opponents yesterday?

Looking at the news content again, there was a wanted criminal, a weirdo, and a suspected forest arson suspect. The twin princesses were confused at that time.

It seems that the real arsonist is sister Sarah... right?

Last night, he fought one against two, with great strength and invincibility, creating a scorched earth around him, and then, it seemed that he was blamed by the fly-headed monster in the picture?

What can I do?

Otherwise... forget it, anyway, the fly-headed weirdo doesn't look like... a good person, huh?

After repeated replays and observations, Gemini made new discoveries.

"That car, eh, that car... looks very similar to Aunt Linya's bicycle."

"It's just a bicycle. It's the same brand, same style and same color. It's everywhere on the street. It's nothing to make a fuss about." I quickly explained with a guilty conscience.

However, the two men shook their heads firmly: "It's different. There is something special about Aunt Linya's bicycle. It should be a customized style. We have never seen a bicycle exactly like it."

With that said, they quickly ran to the yard and took a look. Aunt Linya's bicycle was just sitting there, seemingly untouched.

Following them, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, yesterday when I was running away under Tamoya's nose, I brought the bicycle back, uninstalled the modifications, and returned it to its original owner. Otherwise, things would have been very serious.

I'm a really smart and wanted criminal.

No, the more you say, the more mistakes you make, and the more you do, the more mistakes you make. The more I pay attention to this news, the bigger the flaws become. Little Fox and Gemini are not crayfish, they are very sharp.

With this in mind, I simply ignored the news, took out my phone, and clicked on a familiar forum. Although it was already late, I still wanted to check out yesterday's post to see if there were any popular replies that were more in line with what I wanted and the public's taste.

, can replace the sand sculpture layer master.

No, the sand sculpture post still has the highest number of likes and popularity. It seems that the cultural level and quality of water friends in this forum need to be improved.

I was extremely disappointed. I was gesticulating with my fingers, trying to find some other sideshows.

I accidentally saw a new post that had just been published but was already quite popular. In just over ten minutes, it had already received tens of thousands of clicks and hundreds of replies.

Don’t these sand sculpture friends all live on the website and don’t have to go to work?

Out of curiosity, I clicked in and took a look, and it turned out to be a DouTu post. I wasn't very interested in this kind of post at first, but when I saw the content of DouTu, I wasn't calm at the time.

Shockingly, it was the wanted poster that was just broadcast on TV!

These sand sculpture friends used their imaginations on this wanted notice, adding text or other materials, and their wild ideas made everyone burst into laughter from time to time.

Among them, the picture with the most likes and popularity seems to be a bit back to nature, without any other fancy changes.

Just a few words were added below the picture of the wanted poster.

Damn it, why!

Coupled with the confusion and indignation that can be seen through the compound eyes that take up half of the face, it seems that the whole picture suddenly has a voice and soul, which is simply the finishing touch.

No wonder it's the most popular.

I suppressed the volcanic crater that was about to stir deep in my heart, and nodded in agreement.
To be continued...