I Picked Up An Ancient Transmigration Killer To Be A Wife - Chapter 106

Zhang Qiang looked at the two scum on the ground and said to Pang Deyou: “Did anyone see you just now?”

“So many people outside the door just now, they all saw it.”

“Then there is no way.” After speaking, he turned to look at Guo Ming: “Sister Guo, you leave first.”

“Why?” Guo Ming looked at her strangely.

“Today, the only way to go is clear. There are too many people here, and we are afraid that the judgment will not be good for us.”

Guo Ming listened, lowered his head to pull out the needles on the little dog, and then put everything away, then turned to ask Zhang Qiang: “Is it impossible to be seen by me?”

Zhang Qiang looked at the needle eye on the little dog, originally wanted to say something, but forbeared, did not say. Hearing Guo Ming asking again, he nodded.

Upon seeing this, Guo Ming checked his own things again, then walked to the bathroom familiarly, raised the screen window, and jumped out.

“Aki, let’s call the police now, do you know what to say?”

“I know! These two bastards…they…they smash me…”

“Don’t worry, take your time. Why are you coming to Little Dog’s house today?”

“Because he said he wanted to give me review materials for the second-level exam. I didn’t come. He threatened me with the video he shot before, so I had to come to his house.”

“He has also made a video of you before?”

“Yes. At the end of last semester, he said that there was a problem with my final examination paper. He happened to change the paper at home on the weekend and asked me to come over to see if I made a mistake on the examination paper.”

“and then?”

“When I came here at the address he stated, I found that he was at home with this man. Then he threatened me with my grades, saying that if I didn’t sleep with them, he wouldn’t want to pass this course. Can’t get it. I just…”

“You agreed with them to make the video?”

“No, how could I agree. But as soon as I disagreed, I was beaten by this man. He made a heavy move and I was very afraid, so I didn’t refuse it anymore…”

“Then how did we get here?”

“Uh…this…you are my friends, are you here to protect me?”

“Then how did we meet? When were our friends?”

“Uh…”

“Come on, I’ll teach you, you write down what I said.” After Zhang Qiang finished speaking, he pulled Yaqi away, and sat aside to teach it carefully.

When the police arrived, they saw this scene. The two neon people were almost lying on the ground with multiple injuries. Three Chinese people were sitting on the sofa. In addition to the mess on the floor, there were three hard drives on the table. It is said that there is evidence of the crime of these two neon people.

After calling an ambulance, the police took the three to the police station to take notes. Entering the police station, the friend Zhang Qiang had contacted before blinked at her, and Zhang Qiang’s heart also settled.

This is not a trivial matter, because the persons involved in the case are foreign nationals, and the evidence they can provide is illegal audio-visual materials, and the usability is extremely low. Therefore, if the dogs themselves have a hobby of photography, they really have no evidence to prove the criminal behavior of the other party. . This is why their plan at the beginning was to collect the activity tracks of the little dogs, and then disguised this “retaliation” as an accident.

Now, although there is evidence, how to convict them and whether they will be involved in this operation, Zhang Qiang has no idea. Fortunately, the friend agreed to help, and the two men did a lot of evil, Zhang Qiang thought, as long as the two men can be dealt with according to law, even if their intrusion behavior is also punished, they will all admit it.

After finishing the transcript, the three left the police station first. This case involves more problems and should have been submitted for inspection. My friend told Zhang Qiang and Pang Deyou not to leave for the next two days, so that the follow-up investigation, Zhang Qiang agreed, and after sending Yaqi back to school, they also returned to the hotel.

When I went back, I found that Guo Ming was fiddling with a small medicine bottle in his hand, already waiting in the room.

“Sister Guo, is this?” Zhang Qiang asked suspiciously.

“Hey, the gadget I made up~~ I took the medicine to tell the truth.”

Hearing this, Friends Pound’s eyes widened: “Is this a ‘speaking of the heart’?”

“Hey, know the goods!”

“Well, what is it?”

“It’s a medicine that can control people’s mind. Half an hour after taking it, you will answer all questions without any lie.” Guo Ming replied.

“So good? This can not make criminal investigation work much easier!!”

“Where is it?” Friends Pound interjected: “After half an hour, the person turned into a pool of pus and blood, and there were no corpses.”

“Ah! I still want to use it for the little dogs… In this way, it won’t work!”

“Yes. I changed the properties of the medicine. After half an hour, it will not turn into pus and blood, but it will be worse. The internal organs will be damaged and gradually ulcerated. As long as people continue to live, they can live forever, but they have to endure the feeling that life is better than death. I feel that this thing is suitable for the little dogs.”

“But Sister Guo, what do you want to ask them?”

“I don’t know if you have discovered that the two of you today are both powerful martial artists. Take the dog as an example. If we were not for the surprise attack when the two of you were engaged, no one would have thought that a college teacher would be a neon killer. Today’s another man, do you know what his identity is? I just want to see how many people have this identity!”

“Yes, how many killers like little dogs are still hidden beside us! We must find out about this!”

The author has something to say:

Sorry, sorry, the time estimate is wrong, this week is really full of things every day, so busy. . .

Hurry back today and will go out again soon after the update. . .

There is probably no update tomorrow. . . . The next update is likely to be Monday. . .

Sorry again. . . bow. . . .