My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

There were two police officers guarding the door of Qian's house. When Lu Zijia and the two approached, they immediately stepped forward and stopped them.

"We're from the Special Operations Division."

Lu Zijia handed his documents to one of the policemen and said.

Jing Junyi, who was following behind him, also handed the certificate to another police officer to check.

After seeing the documents of the two, one of the female police officers frowned and glanced at the two of them with dissatisfaction, "Why did you arrive so late?

Do you know that many unforeseen things may happen during the time you are late? "

In the face of the female police officer's scolding, Lu Zijia accepted it, who made her really too late?

Yu Guang glanced at Jing Junyi, the culprit beside him, and Lu Zijia suddenly wanted to beat him up again.

Feeling Lu Zijia's swept "murderous" gaze, Jing Junyi touched his nose embarrassedly, feeling guilty.

After Lu Zijia sincerely apologized and promised that she would not commit the crime again in the future, she was spared by the policewoman.

"Damn you, damn you, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

As soon as Lu Zijia entered the house, they heard a child's voice full of hatred.

As soon as he turned his eyes, he saw a seven-year-old boy leaning against the wall in the corner, holding a sharp fruit knife in his small hand at the people in the room.

However, his eyes full of hatred were staring at the old grandma who was crying out of breath, as if he regarded the grandma as an enemy.

"Making sins and sins! My grandson, who has been hurting my heart for several years, actually wants my old life, what the hell did I do in my last life!

oh my god! Do your best, have pity on me, have pity on me, this old guy who has half his foot in the coffin, give me back my good grandson!

oh my god! I beg you..."

The little boy over there viciously wanted to kill the old grandmother, and the old grandmother here was so sad that she was crying and screaming, which made people feel so sad.

"Grandma Zhao, you should go out first, we will try our best to persuade your grandson." A young policeman who supported the grandmother said patiently in a low voice.

In fact, he has said this many times.

But they were all rejected by Grandma Zhao.

No, after hearing what the young police said, Grandma Zhao shouted even louder, "I won't go out if I don't go out, this is my grandson, my precious grandson!

What the hell did I do in my past life? My grandson, my precious grandson, come back! Come back to grandma, grandma will buy you candy! "

Seeing this, the middle-aged policeman who looked to be in his 40s silently sighed and shook his head.

"Who are you?"

When the middle-aged policeman shook his head, Yu Guang caught sight of Lu Zijia and Jing Junyi who walked in, and immediately stepped forward to ask.

Lu Zijia explained their identities, and at the same time gestured to the documents hanging on their chests.

Knowing that Lu Zijia and the two were sent to help deal with the matter, whether it was the two policemen or the middle-aged psychologist with sweat on his forehead, he was secretly relieved.

It's really hard to persuade the two grandchildren, one refused to put down the knife in his hand, and the other couldn't get out.

If they used a tough method, they were afraid that there would be an accident for the pair of grandchildren and grandchildren, so the police officers and psychologists who came to deal with the matter were in a dilemma.