Chapter 197 Catching a Thief at Night
The Little Thorn King has a "TV", which is a smartphone discarded by the director of the garden. Compared with its size, this outdated smartphone is already a luxury large-screen smartphone.
During the New Year, the director bought new clothes and a new mobile phone. Coincidentally, a man came to the door to exchange his old mobile phone for a new washbasin. The director was planning to exchange it for another one, but after some manipulation by the King of Thorns, the old mobile phone became a gift from the director to the washbasin.
This made all the red-eyed evil souls in the entire city of mischief proud. During the Chinese New Year, although the director gave red envelopes to every employee, the only one who got an old mobile phone used by the director was their little Thorn King!
Now, the phone was always on, playing background music throughout the palace. Whenever King Thorn came, he'd watch TV; he was always busy. But this was the first time King Thorn had turned off his phone, because he felt he'd heard a monstrous slander!
"What! They said I did it?" The little Thorn King stood up from the mini sofa!
Before the red-eyed evil Sori who came to report could finish his words, suddenly, a snow-white puffbird flew in from outside.
This puffing bird, Green Dove, was one of King Little Thorn's hired spies. It usually helped King Little Thorn monitor the newly arrived flock of rolling sheep. Now, it fluttered in, and upon landing, it began to shout, "Mighty King! Those foolish rolling sheep can't find any evidence. They can't do anything to you!"
King Little Thorn: ...
The puffing bird still looked adoring. "Those rolling sheep deserve it! They've been in the park for so long and haven't even come to pay their respects. It's clear they look down on you. Luckily, you were quick-witted. They've suffered this time, but next time they'll definitely..."
Before the bird Green Dove could finish its words, a loud roar came from the palace, "Get out!"
So Qingjiu was driven out.
It was still dazed when it flew out, distracted, and nearly collided with a tourist who had gained a flying transformation. Its companion, the Rock Crane, was waiting on a treetop outside the City of Mischief. Upon seeing it emerge, it let out a long, expectant cry and reached under its companion's wings, scrabbling for something. After a long while without finding anything, it wondered, "What's going on? Didn't it say it'd give me two packets of Fantasy Sweet Corns every time I bring news to King Little Thorn?"
Qingjiu was dejected. "It was like this before, but this time I reported the news and praised the little king, but it kicked me out. Humph, how unreasonable."
Upon hearing this, Yanhe nuzzled it to appease it, and then Qingjiu continued, "It said that the Rolling Sheep incident wasn't its doing."
Yanhe squeaked, "Impossible!"
Qingjiu: "Yes, yes! Who in the whole paradise doesn't know that the little king is the most cunning here? And they are a race that has done many evil things. The director made them call them red-eyed elves just to make it sound nice."
Yanhe: "Yes, yes, everyone says that the little king's tricks are always minimally harmful but extremely insulting. He secretly ate the Goat's stored food until only empty shells were left. This is what the Red-Eyed Evil Sori did!"
They were discussing heatedly when a dwarf suddenly emerged from the bushes and said that he also wanted to join the gossip team. Not long after, a ground dragon also came out and said that it also wanted to join the gossip team.
So the four strange races hid stealthily in the bushes, discussing with each other excitedly.
Dwarf Elf: "But there is no evidence. How do we know it was King Thornhill who did it?"
Qingjiu: "Hey, I am the evidence. The little king asked me to monitor the movements of the rolling sheep every day and report to it every day."
Earth Dragon: "That's indeed suspicious!"
Yanhe: "That's right, and the little king will definitely be the happiest if the rolling sheep are suffering."
Dwarf: "Why?"
Ganzuru: "Because the director always pays attention to the rolling sheep, the little king must suspect that the director wants to promote the rolling sheep as a new popular sign."
Green Dove: "Besides, the little king is so small, and the rolling sheep are not active at night, so they wouldn't know if the little king flew in."
The more they analyzed it, the more they felt that the only person in the park with the most reason and the most ability to target the rolling sheep was the little king. After all, besides the little king and his red-eyed army, who else in the entire park could devour the tiny carrots and potatoes to their core? Only the tiny red-eyed elves could do that.
If it were a large creature like the Ground Dragon, it would have been discovered before it even entered the park. The Puff Bird was even more impossible, as its white color was very dazzling at night. Although the Dwarf Elves were good at digging holes, they were too big to be invisible, so they were definitely ruled out.
"So it must be the little king!" After some reasoning, they determined the answer and felt that they were very smart and perceptive, so they all showed satisfied expressions.
Just as they were about to return to their posts, a red-eyed general, who had been listening for who knows how long, suddenly rushed out. Its body was still covered in grass debris, and it was wearing thorn armor and holding a thorn fork. Its brows were furious and its face was full of anger. "How dare you! How dare you make up stories about His Majesty the King!"
The four strange races were so frightened that they tried to flee in panic. However, despite their large size, they were no match for the red-eyed elves, who were known for their speed. All they heard were four loud shouts in succession, "Mischief, mischief, mischief, mischief!"
Then, with four "pu pu pu" sounds, four short, chubby tumblers appeared in the same place.
This is not an ordinary tumbler. There is a small seat on it, which is big enough for one person to sit on and rock it.
It was three o'clock in the afternoon, the busiest time with the most tourists in the park.
Soon someone discovered that there were four more tumblers near the green belt between Prank City and Fantasy Ranch.
These four tumblers look quite funny. The blue one looks like a frightened man, the two white ones seem to be screaming, and the gray one is staring with bright colors and weird expressions.
Tourists exclaimed: "When did four tumblers appear here?"
Some children were attracted by the booth on top of the tumbler and clamored to sit on it.
Seeing that there was no one managing the ride and no coin-operated option, the tourists reached out to try it out, and when they found that it really wouldn't fall over, they let their children sit on it without worry.
Before long, four tumblers appeared in front of the prankster, swaying back and forth, shouting in a dead voice, "Greetings to His Majesty the King."
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Over there, King Little Thorn quickly learned of the conspiracy behind all this. He was so angry that his cloak trembled in waves. "That Green Dove, I always give it two bags of sweet and crispy horns, and it actually dared to say bad things about me!"
Several red-eyed generals standing by were also very angry and shouted, "That's right, Your Majesty would never do such a wicked thing. If Your Majesty had taken action, he wouldn't even leave the peel for them!"
The Little Thorn King nodded in agreement. He had recently become addicted to watching all kinds of palace fighting dramas and family fighting dramas. After this incident, he had no problem replacing the rolling sheep with those black-hearted people in the harem who pretended to be weak and innocent and framed others!
It stomped its scepter, suddenly realizing, "So that's how it is! I thought they were just a bunch of little fools! I didn't expect them to be so scheming! Damn it! I underestimated them!"
The red-eyed elves had no reason to believe in the little king. They immediately united in their hatred of the enemy and expressed their willingness to lead their troops to teach the rolling sheep a lesson.
The Little Thorn King shook his head, his face stern. "Usually at times like this, the Black-Hearted Lotus who framed the first wife is always waiting for the right moment. Once we get there, they'll definitely invite the headmaster in advance and make him think we're too petty to tolerate them. Then the headmaster will fly into a rage and banish us to the cold palace or the woodshed!" He made the final decision. "We must not be fooled!"
The red-eyed generals all exclaimed in admiration, "Your Majesty, you are truly full of wisdom!"
"Your Majesty, what should we do then?"
King Little Thorn: "Of course, we need to find evidence that they are framing us! Find out the real culprit behind this!"
So that night, a large group of red-eyed elves set out. They took advantage of the dead of night and quietly lurked near the Rolling Sheep Park, and then split into several groups and headed in different directions. The Little Thorn King sat on a big tree with a scepter in his hand, waiting for the result from a high position.
Not long after, the scattered red-eyed elves reported back one after another.
"Report! Two thousand rolling sheep have fallen asleep and no one has noticed their plot."
"Report! The light is still on in the director's security room. Lord Sar said the director is talking to a client and there's no sign of him coming here!"
"Report! Master Chi Xiaozhen and Master Duoduo are watching TV and there's no sign of them coming here!"
"Report! The locks of two thousand bamboo tubes have been pried open, and no evidence of frame-up has been found inside!"
"Report! Two strands of the director's hair were found in the rockery!"
King Little Thorn took the head gardener's hair without hesitation. Then he frowned again. Why didn't the rolling sheep make a move? Did they even anticipate that the king would be looking for evidence tonight?
Impossible, the rolling sheep can't be smarter than this king!
The little king was lost in thought when suddenly another red-eyed elf arrived with a report, "Report! We've spotted a group of sneaky guys moving around in the soil!"
King Little Thorn stood up, banged his scepter, and shouted, "Catch them for me!"
In the darkness of the night, the red-eyed elves' eyes, flashing with a faint red light, were like infrared dots, flying through the branches. They were very fast, and they dug the thorn forks in their hands into the surging soil, and suddenly picked out a big thing.
The thing was covered in white fur, had a pointed nose, black eyes, sharp teeth, and very long whiskers and tail. Wow, it turned out to be a white-haired rat!
After toiling away all night, they finally found someone they could report to. The red-eyed elves were horrified! They rushed forward in unison, raising their thorn forks and pounding away at the white-haired rat. The sound waves were so piercing that the red-eyed elves were dizzy from the sting. Suddenly, a creature about their own size whipped the rats away with a crackling sound. Then, while the red-eyed elves were dodging, it mounted the rat and burrowed into the soil, escaping!
Oh my goodness! There are accomplices!
The red-eyed elves, who had suffered a loss in the paradise for the first time, were furious and shouted a lot of pranks, but the thing ran very fast in the soil and didn't hit any of them.
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