The police car is the last layer of protection given to Mo Zhenzhen by these police, although Mo Zhenzhen does not know the principle and specific situation, but since they left the police car to her, this thing must be of great use.

An Qiaoqi drove into the convoy and connected the chain under the command of the police outside, and Mo Zhenzhen did not get out of the car from beginning to end, and An Qiaoqi was always busy.

Mo Zhenzhen looked at the busy crowd outside the car window like an outsider, looking at the blue sky from time to time, no one knew what she was thinking.

When everything was done and ready to go, Mo Zhenzhen suddenly took out another plastic bag, which contained almost five catties of yin wood powder.

Mo Zhenzhen handed the thing out of the car window, and the nearby policemen all looked at the bag of things directly, and then quickly took it.

When the things arrived, the policeman who picked them up came to his senses.

It was an old policeman, and he stared at the bag of yin wood powder for a while, and finally sighed.

"So you still have it."

The old policeman just sighed, and then began to beckon the other three commanding policemen to come over, and began to busily divide the yin wood powder and send it to the place where they ordered the incense.

There is not only one place where they order incense, and they burn it in batches to buy more time.

Now that they have these five catties of yin wood powder, they can obviously be more calm.

The three policemen hurriedly stepped forward to divide the bag of yin wood powder, and when the three policemen left non-stop, Mo Zhenzhen suddenly asked the old policeman.

"Can you tell me how you released the souls of the dead?"

The old policeman was originally looking at the direction where the three policemen left, but now after listening to Mo Zhenzhen's question, he was stunned at first, and then laughed.

"Little guy, do you have the intention to take the public examination after you go out?"

As he spoke, the old policeman subconsciously touched his trouser pocket, as if he wanted to take something out, but he was empty.

Just as the old policeman bowed his head, the sound of the lighter 'book' attracted the attention of the old policeman.

Mo Zhenzhen in the police car was holding a cigarette and was burning it on the fire lit by the lighter, and after a while, the smoke was on, Mo Zhenzhen took this eye and waved it at the old policeman, and then inserted the cigarette into the window of the police car.

The smoke curled up, and the old policeman had an extra cigarette in his hand.

The old policeman looked very surprised, picked it up with a smile and took two puffs hard, and the old policeman's expression was more nostalgic and comfortable.

"It's this bite, I haven't smoked it since the day I died."

Oni are actually very taboo to mention how they died, because it reminds them of the pain of death.

But the old policeman talked about it very calmly, and he even 'tsk' twice, while swallowing clouds and spitting fog, while complaining.

"I want to live for a long time, I can't eat or drink, what's good about living for a long time."

After taking a deep puff of cigarette, the old policeman's expression changed very subtly.

He seemed to be a little sad, but this sadness was suppressed by him, and he took two more puffs of cigarette, and the smoke blurred his expression.

"It's all a bunch of ignorant kids."

After saying this, the old policeman turned his attention to Mo Zhenzhen again, and then said with a smile.

"Do you want to take a public exam? You little girl has a lot of ideas, do you want to take the exam? Drought and flood benefits are good, do you want to try? ”

The old policeman means that Mo Zhenzhen has a heart, and if the five catties of yin wood powder left behind are not taken out sooner or later, if they are taken out at this time, there must be a little Jiujiu in their hearts.

The old policeman had a lot of speculations about Mo Zhenzhen's thoughts, but those speculations were no longer counted.

She took out the yin wood powder, and was ready to take people away, so all the speculation and suspicion ended here, Mo Zhenzhen was just a hero who sacrificed herself, she could escape by herself but chose to bring other people who were still alive in the city, she was the hero.

The old policeman continued to take a few puffs of his cigarette, and his eyes were a little red, like smoke, and like something else.

"It's actually very good to take the exam, my daughter is taking the exam, she wants to be a policeman but her physical condition is not up to par and she is brushed off, she wants to be a soldier and is short-sighted, and finally she wants to take the exam, and I didn't see her have that energy when preparing for the college entrance examination, hehe."

The old policeman took several more puffs, and the virtual cigarette has this benefit, as long as the real cigarette is not burned out, the virtual cigarette will always exist.

It's just that even if the old policeman controls it, such a violent inhalation still makes the smoke burn quickly.

Before the cigarette went out, Mo Zhenzhen lit another one and inserted it next to the previous cigarette.

The cigarette butt on the old policeman's finger suddenly grew a section, and the old policeman laughed, touched his eyes and said to Mo Zhenzhen.

"If only my daughter had half your brain... Do you want to know how we liberated the souls of the dead? It's actually very simple, we just need to 'catch' him. ”

Mo Zhenzhen didn't understand, the old policeman groped around his waist while smoking, and took off a handcuff that was dangling.

The handcuffs were thrown in by the old policeman through the window, Mo Zhenzhen subconsciously caught them, and then her brows couldn't help but be raised high.

It's actually a prop, and it's a very powerful prop.

The old policeman leaned on the police car and continued to swallow the clouds, talking to Mo Zhenzhen while pumping.

"This thing is like a black and white impermanent mourning stick, as long as you put the dead man's hand and mine together, and then pull it, the soul in the corpse can be pulled out."

The old policeman felt in his pocket, found the key to the handcuffs, and threw them through the crack in the window.

"I don't quite understand what's going on, that Zhang Qingyue didn't explain it to us clearly, I only know how to use it, and I don't know anything else."

The key was not big, and it lay quietly in Mo Zhenzhen's palm, making her feel the same strong feeling.

So this key is also a prop.

The old policeman smoked a cigarette and didn't seem to want to take these two things back, so she thought about it and put them all close to her, which was also a major gain.

Of course, Mo Zhenzhen does not take advantage of the old policeman.

She rummaged through the bag beside her and found a bottle of Erguotou and a cigarette from it.

As soon as the things were taken out, the old policeman turned his head as if he had smelled them, and when he saw these two things, the old policeman's eyes lit up.

"Oh, little girl, you're so polite."

said politely, and the actual old policeman smiled with his eyes open.