Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Su Qiao quickly grabbed Bei Huan and dragged her into the cubicle next to her. After placing her in place, Su Qiao walked out alone.

She sensed the aura of Yang Guang's ghost and found an office along the way.

——Captain Wang Jin’s office!

The office door is locked.

Su Qiao took two steps back, raised her legs and kicked him away.

As soon as Captain Wang went upstairs, he saw this scene and shouted: "What are you doing?!"

He rushed over and saw Su Qiao go straight to his desk, opened the bottom drawer, and took out a Bagua Mirror with a talisman on it!

In addition to the exorcism spell, Yang Guang's birth date was also written on the talisman.

Yang Guang's ghost is sealed inside!

Team Wang's face turned slightly pale.

Of course he knew what he had done!

Wu Pingsan's money was not for nothing. Every time Wu Pingsan opened a new business over the years, a Bagua Mirror would be sent to him and kept there for seven days.

Then he would burn the talisman on it, smash the mirror, and seal it underground...

Wang Jin guessed that there was probably evil behind this, but he was paid to do things and didn't bother to dig deeper.

Now, this dirty secret was revealed by Su Qiao on the spot.

The loud bang on the door just now has attracted many colleagues.

Wang Jin's eyelids twitched and he yelled at Su Qiao: "How dare you make trouble in the police station! Put your things down!"

Su Qiao didn't even raise her eyelids. In front of Wang Jin, she smashed the Bagua mirror with her bare hands.

There was a sound of ‘bang——’.

Wang Jin's whole body trembled.

Su Qiao's palm was cut, and the blood hit the broken mirror drop by drop, but it was quickly absorbed cleanly.

Yang Guang's ghost is too weak, and her blood is the best elixir for it...

Su Qiao finally raised her eyes and looked at Wang Jin with cold eyes.

"You know what you did, and you deserve to wear that police uniform?"

Wang Jin's face turned blue.

He stopped the police who were about to rush in and said in a deep voice: "This woman is a lunatic. Contact the mental hospital first! Don't irritate her. You go out and guard, and I will talk to her!"

"But the King..."

"Get out!" Wang Jin roared.

Several young police officers looked at each other and finally withdrew.

Wang Jin walked into the office and clearly felt that the temperature had dropped a lot, and there was an indescribable eerie chill. He closed the door behind his back and walked towards Su Qiao step by step.

"I think you may have misunderstood me..."

Su Qiao looked at his sanctimonious face and felt sick to her stomach.

"Misunderstanding? Wang Baotian is your uncle. He has been responsible for a total of six lives in the past few years. Which one did you not help deal with?" Su Qiao saw a deep blood debt on Wang Jin through his eyes, "Seven years ago During that mission, Bei Huan's father didn't die at the hands of gangsters, it was you who stabbed him with the most fatal blow!"

"Nonsense!!" Wang Jin was like a dog whose tail had been stepped on. He was extremely excited, but he was afraid of his colleagues guarding outside and did not dare to speak too loudly. He stared at Su Qiao gloomily.

This woman is indeed not simple...

He suddenly smiled very sinisterly, his face was ferocious, forming the strongest ironic contrast with the police uniform he was wearing.

"There are so many injustices in this world, how can you, a little woman, handle it? You can't afford to mess with the people above me! In this case, why don't we make friends?"

Su Qiao looked at him like trash.

"It's precisely because there are too many injustices in this world. If I meet one, I will take care of it! There is one less injustice in this world! And you..." Su Qiao raised her lips coldly, and the red mole at the end of her eye was like blood. So deep, she suddenly raised her hand and tapped Wang Jin's eyebrows, and a chill instantly penetrated into his body.

Su Qiao opened his Yin and Yang eyes for him.

"You should feel Yang Guang's resentment and pain!"

The moment she finished speaking, a dark wind suddenly filled the office with the doors and windows closed.

The light above Wang Jin began to flicker on and off.

Wang Jin felt a chill running down his back, and something was approaching. He whipped out his gun and turned around, but there was nothing.

Before he could take a breath, Yang Guang's distorted and terrifying face suddenly struck him, with blood flowing from all his orifices, and he screamed at him, 'Help me! ! ’