A little frost spread on the soles of Song Qingxiao's feet, and the air around them instantly cooled.

No. 2's gaze fell on Song Qingxiao, changing again and again, and finally that trace of caution was imprinted into his pupils, hidden by him, and finally turned into indifference.

"It's a pity...... In the bathroom, the staff in charge of on-site investigation shook his head and sighed: "The fetus is at least seven months old, but there is such an accident......"

"If you have a pregnant woman at home, you shouldn't live alone......," Captain Shen continued.

"Where's her husband?" When someone heard what he said, they couldn't help but ask, and Captain Shen was silent for a long time before he said, "I don't know." ”

These words made everyone quiet for a moment, and Captain Shen said again: "The phone has not been connected. ”

Outside the bathroom, Song Qingxiao's cold sweat soaked the shirt inside, firmly clinging to the skin.

She quietly adjusted her spiritual power, endured the headache caused by the large consumption of her divine sense, squinted her eyes against the wall, and at the same time had to pay attention to the actions of No. 2.

"Come here." A sound as thin as a mosquito sounded in Song Qingxiao's sea of knowledge, as if thousands of needles were poking her sea of knowledge at the same time, which made Song Qingxiao clench her teeth and endure this severe pain.

She clenched her fists and looked up, her face looking in the direction of the window, the sound that must have come from him.

The two had just confronted each other, and at this time, No. 2 said hello again, Song Qing's lips were pursed, and a doubt flashed in his heart, and No. 2 seemed to be waiting a little impatiently, and said:

"You come here and cover for me."

He stretched out his hand and pulled away the pure white protective suit on his body a little, revealing the clothes he was wearing, and under the hem of the clothes, he took out a few pieces of yellow paper folded into triangles from his bulging waist and clamped them on his fingertips, and said calmly:

"Seven months pregnant, and then died of a tragedy, and when he died, he was in a big yin place like the bathroom, it stands to reason that such a person will not be able to disperse after death, and most of them are evil, and someone needs to give them a ride."

No. 2 was reluctant to say more at first, but he was willing to speak again after the two of them had a divine sense, I don't know if it was because Song Qingxiao's ability was not as useless as he imagined, or because he had his intentions.

"But I feel it," No. 2 turned his head and looked at Song Qingxiao, "There is no such thing as her scattered soul here, and the resentment is not heavy, so there is a problem." ”

As Song Qingxiao thought, the ability should be closely related to ghosts and gods, Song Qingxiao endured a headache, listened to him finish speaking, nodded, took a step forward, and moved closer to No. 2, blocking the eyes of other staff members who stayed in the living room who might look at No. 2.

"I answered your question, and now it's time for you to answer mine."

As he spoke, a faint red light flashed from his fingertips, pressed against the corner of the windowsill.

When No. 2 did all this, he did not avoid Song Qingxiao's gaze, he seemed to be extremely confident in his own strength, and he was not afraid of his hole cards being exposed in front of Song Qingxiao.

"Before entering the door, there was a black gas on the door, which was quite fierce, and the two guards kicked the door without breaking it." Song Qing moved her lips and spoke in a low voice, "When I released my divine sense, I almost suffered a loss, as if something was obstructing it. ”

After speaking, she added: "But after the door was broken, the black gas disappeared." ”

Hearing her say this, No. 2's brows furrowed even tighter: "You opened the door." He said this not in doubt, but in affirmation.

That resentment blocked the door, and even the two strong guards in the guard hall, who had been dealing with right and wrong all the year round, could not break the door, which was enough to prove the depth of this resentment.

It may be more difficult for ordinary people to open the door, and only the participants of the trial have the ability to break through the door and enter.

But this resentment can stop the guards, but it is conceivable that it is not an ordinary resentment, Song Qingxiao can forcibly open the door, and she is not the incompetent person that No. 2 imagined at the beginning.

No. 2's eyes flashed, remembering that she had pressed her with her divine sense before, and the cold aura that burst out of her body at that moment resisted the pressure of her divine sense, making him shiver and feel jealous in his heart.

"Yes." Song Qingxiao didn't hide it, and he couldn't hide it at all, and No. 2 could find out if he inquired a little.

"When you open the door, the resentment is still there, but after you break the door, the resentment is dispersed." Number Two sighed, "This thing has become a climate." ”

With his sigh, Song Qingxiao shuddered for no reason, she remembered that in the bathroom, she saw Miss Chu's eyes, I don't know if it was too much mental power consumption, and she couldn't help but feel a headache again.

"The deceased's surname is Chu," Song Qingxiao watched No. 2 put down the rune paper and walked over to the TV cabinet where he had stood before, and also followed behind him, and asked: "This mission requires 'Dead Qin and not Chu', and there should be a certain connection between the two." ”

No. 2 pretended to look down at the photo frame, which was covered by Song Qingxiao's body, and stuck another piece of rune paper behind the photo frame, listening to Song Qingxiao's words, he didn't make a sound.

Song Qingxiao pretended not to see the indifference on his face, and couldn't help but ask again:

"What's the use of these runes?"

No. 2 looked serious, and after getting up, he replied:

"I'm looking for 'her' soul."

The so-called 'she' in his words, without thinking about it, must be referring to the dead Miss Chu.

When Song Qingxiao heard this, her heart moved, she remembered the 'ghost' house she had just bought, and asked:

"Looking for a 'soul'? Why do you need to place rune paper in such a place? ”

No. 2 was about to move forward, but she didn't expect her to ask, so she endured it: "She just died, and she relied on her resentment to keep her soul and body alive, and she couldn't feel her breath at this time, so she must have found something to hide." He was afraid that Song Qingxiao would continue to ask, so he simply said it clearly at once:

"The things she cherished in her life, the places she often stayed, and the things she touched when she died, could be the things she sent her soul to."

When he said this, he finally couldn't help but be impatient, and glared:

"Do you have any other questions?"

Song Qingxiao glanced at the rune paper in his hand, and laughed: "Do you have too much rune paper?" ”

No. 2 heard the meaning of her words, even if he was cold and arrogant, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at this time, and refused to take her words.

She touched a soft nail, but she was not embarrassed, and walked a few places with No. 2, and after watching him paste the rune paper one by one, she made a gesture and read two sentences in her mouth.

When the others saw that she was following No. 2 in the same steps, they thought that this newcomer to the guard department had the eyes of the 'teacher' sent by the headquarters and was willing to guide her, but they didn't care.

Everyone has their own things to do, and no one is distracted and keeps an eye on this side at all times.

Song Qingxiao noticed that as soon as the magic trick in No. 2's mouth was recited, the pale yellow rune paper pressed under the photo frame turned into green smoke and rose, and finally turned into a shallow pool of ashes.

As soon as the talisman paper burned, No. 2's face suddenly became quite ugly, and it was obvious that the process of finding Miss Chu's soul was not smooth.