After the rebirth of the metaphysics master, he exploded into the wealthy circle

An Yiran raised his foot and kicked the ling doctor's wound, and asked, "Tell me, where is your lair?"

"Don't you want to know!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the spiritual doctor said viciously.

He gritted his teeth, so abruptly that he didn't even utter a single syllable.

Facing the enemy, An Yiran had no compassion, let alone admiration for the opponent's tough bones. He just lowered his head and crushed the dislocated ankle of the psychic doctor brutally. His tone was cold: "My patience is limited, you'd better hurry up."

The spiritual doctor's limbs were in excruciating pain, but he just lay on the ground and couldn't play.

His eyes gradually rolled up, and he regretted his initiative even more than when he couldn't do anything to An Yiran just now.

The An Yiran he learned from that document was an absolutely reserved boss, how could he use such hooligan tricks to torture him like now?

The spiritual doctor struggled to stabilize his consciousness, but before he could open his mouth, An Yiran stepped on his wound again.

"what!"

The spiritual doctor let out a painful roar.

Didn't An Yiran tell him to talk, why did he want to talk, but still do it?

"An Yiran, you bastard..."

"Don't think that I don't know that you wanted to scold me just now." An Yiran snorted coldly, "I'll give you another chance to scold me, am I stupid?"

"Ran Ran, are you okay?"

Because of the ghost general's return, Lu Siwei handed over the red-clothed evil ghost to the ghost general, and then quickly walked up to An Yiran and asked.

"I'm fine." An Yiran replied calmly.

When Lu Siying held An Yiran's wrist with his hand, he found that An Yiran's body temperature was different from that of normal people, as cold as if he had just come out of cold water, he couldn't help frowning: "Are you really all right?"

"I'm fine." An Yiran wiped the shoes on the spiritual doctor with a look of disgust, and said lazily, "But he has something serious."

Lu Siwei glanced at the spiritual doctor's injury, and comforted Chi Jin, "Don't worry, I won't die."

Ling doctor: "???" Why did he sound very strange when he said this?

An Yiran was also stunned.

Lu Siying continued: "It's all minor injuries, nothing serious, Ran Ran, you don't have to worry about him, you can beat him up again before the police come."

Spiritual Doctor: "!!!"

It's fine that something is wrong with An Yiran, after all, he is a reborn person, it would not be surprising if his personality differs from his previous life, but this Lu Siwei...

How did he become so rascal?

"You, you..."

"Shut up!" An Yiran stepped on his mouth, "If you don't cherish the opportunity, then wait for others to deal with you!"

While speaking, a siren sounded from far to near, and An Yiran quickly set a restraint created by her on the spiritual doctor.

The ability of the spiritual doctor is too heaven-defying, and she is not afraid, but it does not mean that other people can handle it.If the spirit doctor could seize the opportunity to attack other people's souls and find a chance to escape, then today's arrest would be in vain.

Because of the existence of the spiritual doctor, An Yiran somewhat understood why An Yiting could escape so easily at the headquarters of the Mystical Arts Association.

It is inevitable that the Xuanshu Association has ghosts, but apart from ghosts, there are also many celestial masters who have justice in their hearts. If there are spiritual doctors intervening in the middle, it is easy to say that An Yiting's escape up.

When he could no longer feel the flow of Qi in his body, the spiritual doctor vomited out a mouthful of old blood.

This An Yiran is too cruel and poisonous!

Soon, a group of people in police uniforms walked into the lobby. The clothes of the first few people were slightly different from the police uniforms. An Yiran took a second look.

"You are Miss An!" The oldest middle-aged man in the lead glanced at the subdued spiritual doctor lying on the ground, then his eyes fell on An Yiran, walked over and introduced himself, "I am just now Fang Heng, who submitted an application to join the special department, is currently the acting team leader of the Dongzhou branch."

Just submitted the application, is the acting team leader?

A look of surprise flashed in An Yiran's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

The current special department, the person in charge of the Xuanshu world is Tianjizi. If Fang Heng can be appointed as the acting team leader, it means that it has been approved by Tianjizi and can be trusted.

"Well, hello, Team Leader Fang, this guy is a spiritual doctor. Although I set a restriction and cannot use his abilities, he can't take it lightly. And the dead girl over there... is called Wang Yuenan, and she is from the Dongzhou Xuanshu Association. Members of the branch, the rest will be troublesome to you."

When "Wang Yuenan" was mentioned, An Yiran's tone became a little lost.

It's not that she can't see Wang Yuenan's struggle, but in some things, it's too difficult to turn around after taking a wrong step.

Hearing this, Fang Heng immediately winked at his subordinates, and everyone immediately divided up the work and set up a cordon. Some of them went to the spiritual doctor, while the others walked to Wang Yuenan, who had been dead for a long time.

But when those people walked in front of the spiritual doctor, their expressions suddenly changed, and one of them immediately squatted down and started cardiopulmonary resuscitation for the spiritual doctor.

At this scene, both An Yiran and Lu Siwei couldn't help frowning.

At this time, the ghost general returned to the two of them and acted as a bodyguard.

Fang Heng took a deep look at the ghost general, a hint of vigilance appeared in his eyes, but it disappeared immediately.

The person performing CPR for the spiritual doctor worked hard for a while, then pressed the pulse on the side of the man's neck with one eyelid, finally shook his head helplessly, and turned to look at Fang Heng, "Boss, this man is dead."

"died?"

Fang Heng couldn't hide the shock in his eyes, "The injuries on his body are not fatal, how could he die?"

"Sudden death." The inch-cut policeman stood up, paused, and explained, "Just now, as soon as the handcuffs were placed on his hands, he died."

"Is this the escape method of the spiritual doctor? Or is the person really dead?"

Although Fang Heng was much older than An Yiran, he knew what An Yiran was capable of, so he asked An Yiran politely.

An Yiran didn't answer in a hurry, but glanced around, and there were no ghosts around.

The previous ones were all swallowed up by the ghost general, and then the ghost general has no other actions. Now there is no Wang Yuenan's soul, which is understandable. After all, the formation just now was motivated by Wang Yuenan's soul and blood essence. At the same time when the method was activated, Wang Yuenan was also frightened, but the spiritual doctor...

An Yiran sighed, "It should have run away."

As expected of a psychic doctor, even if she was restrained by her, there is still a way for Jin Chan to escape her shell.

At this moment, the doctors who stopped An Yiran and Lu Siwei on the second floor also walked out of the hospital in a daze. When they arrived at the door, they saw blood and corpses all over the floor. The timid people fainted In the past, very few people called out.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

I can't blame them for this. Although doctors are professionals who deal with death and are used to seeing scenes of blood and human bodies being torn apart, anyone who suspects that they have run into something evil and sees such a weird scene will subconsciously behave like a human being. The most raw response.

The policemen who came here were very familiar with handling such incidents. They walked towards the doctors and took them out to appease them.

Fang Heng sighed, and looked at An Yiran, "Miss An, why don't you go back to the game with us first? Senior Tianjizi will arrive soon."

"it is good."

An Yiran nodded.

But at this moment, Lu Siwei put his arms around An Yiran and asked in a low voice: "You don't need to take a rest?"

"It's okay, it's the same as resting there by the way."

An Yiran smiled, and naturally gave Lu Siying a kiss close to the cheek to soothe the uneasiness in Lu Siying's heart.

Fang Heng and the others looked at each other.

Although they are not opposed to other people showing affection, and they don't mind eating dog food, but in this situation...

Really unique interest.

……

Dongzhou City Police Department.

An Yiran and Lu Siwei followed Fang Heng into his office.

That office looks freshly renovated, quite new.

There are not many things in the office, there are no documents in the bookcase, and even the basic equipment is new.

An Yiran was not polite either, he sat down on the sofa and slumped lazily.

Lu Siying, on the other hand, sat beside her, acting as a human body pillow and charger.

Not long after, a policeman walked in and handed Fang Heng a document.

After reading the contents of the document, Fang Heng said with a serious expression: "According to the information we have now, we have a suspicious location, which may be the opponent's lair."

"possible?"

At this moment, An Yiran was lazily nestling in Lu Siying's arms, with his forehead against his chest, smelling the faint fragrance of the man's body.

Wen Yan frowned, "Then what are you doing in a daze, take me there."

"Now?"

Fang Heng was taken aback, "Don't you have to wait for Senior Tianjizi?"

"They're very safe now, so don't worry about them." An Yiran slowly sat up straight, and said seriously, "If that place really might be the other party's lair, and you can investigate it, then the other party must be aware of it. Now If you don’t go, do you have to wait for someone to destroy all the evidence?”

"Yes, what Miss An said is true."

Fang Heng looked embarrassed. In fact, he invited An Yiran here in the first place because he hoped that An Yiran could make a move in the first place. But after all, An Yiran had just fought a fierce battle, so he had selfish motives , but still a little worried about letting An Yiran take risks alone.

Senior Tianjizi said that An Yiran was their trump card.

If something happened to An Yiran, it would be a serious matter.

"Let's go!"

An Yiran smiled, with an inscrutable expression on his face, and he didn't know whether he guessed Fang Heng's little plan and smiled without saying a word, or he was excited about what he was going to do next.

Under the leadership of Fang Heng, the group soon arrived at a private house that looked quite ordinary from the outside.

As soon as he reached the door, An Yiran stopped in his tracks.

"You wait at the door, I will go in with Uncle Lu."

Hearing An Yiran's arrangement, Fang Heng had no objection.

An Yiran looked at the house, a coldness flashed in his eyes.

Before entering, she felt a strong smell of blood.

This private house has two floors, and the area is not very large. There is only a living room and a room on the first floor, which looks similar to ordinary people's homes.

The smell of blood came from the second floor.

After entering the private house, An Yiran held hands with Lu Siwei without hesitation, and went straight up to the second floor.

There were no lights on the second floor, and the thick black curtains blocked the skylight, making the room pitch-black.

However, An Yiran could clearly see the scene on the second floor.

There is only one room on the entire second floor, and this room is full of shelves.

On the shelves were palm-sized crocks, about the size of the stew pots in the stew shop.Sealing the yellow paper, An Yiran let go of Lu Siying's hand, took a closer look, and found that the name and date of birth were written on the yellow paper.

Apparently, these crocks contained the blood of the victims.

In the center of the room, there is also a cement operating table, which is stained with blood.