Chapter 531

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Yang Zimei put away the silver needle for disinfection and threw it into the toilet's sewer to wash it away.

Now it's the murder case of the secretary of the municipal party committee, and she doesn't want to leave any clues to cause trouble.

As for that woman, she inserted a needle into her forehead, cast a spell to make her lose this memory of seeing him, and then left without a trace.

After leaving the hotel, she couldn't understand why Zhang Haipeng was poisoned by the poison, and the poison happened not too soon or too late, but he died when he was about to tell the truth.

Could it be that this is the driving hand behind the scenes?

She doesn't know much about the gu poison, except for the last time she had a bad fight with the head descendant. What's more, the Gu worm in Zhang Haipeng this time should not be the work of the head descendant in Thailand, but from Miao. Xinjiang's magic trick.

Could it be that this incident of Song Xuan has something to do with people who understand the Gu technique?

What is the reason?

She was puzzled and called the master's number.

When Yu Qing heard this, his expression was a little dignified. As one of the biggest magic arts, he had tried to study it, but he couldn't do it. Therefore, he would stay away from those who knew this kind of magic.

He asked Yang Zimei to be careful. Since that person could control Gu worms thousands of miles away, causing people to die, the spell was definitely not ordinary.

After hanging up Master's phone, Yang Zimei called Long Zhutian again.

It only rang once, and it was quickly connected there.

"Meimei, I just wanted to call you." Long Zhutian said.

"Haha, this shows that we have the same mind." Yang Zimei asked with a smile, "Have you settled in the capital yet?"

"Well, stay here."

"Day by day, you have to be careful."

Yang Zimei told him about the death of Zhang Haipeng's poison just now, "Until you find out the culprit behind the scenes, don't act rashly. As soon as you find something wrong, call me right away."

"Um."

Listening to her slightly long-winded exhortation, Long Zhutian didn't mean to be bored, but listened very seriously, and also urged, "You should pay more attention and don't let yourself hurt!"

"That's natural!"

Because of the shadow of being beaten to death in the previous life and the broken bones in this life, she hated the injury this time, and absolutely did not want to let herself suffer any more pain.

The two said a few words in Tsing Yi and then hung up.

Long Zhutian began to investigate Zhugemu's purpose against Song Xuan, and Yang Zimei just saw a red-faced sports car galloping past him. Sitting in the car was Luo Yingjinhe, one of the four sons of city B. A red-haired woman in a seductive dress.

The two of them jokingly swaggered through the city in the car.

What's even more exaggerated is that Luo Yingjin is still driving, while occasionally hooking his head and kissing the red-haired woman, the scene is so shocking, and he is not afraid of an accident.

Could the person behind the scenes be Luo Yingjin?

He should be able to mobilize the resources of the municipal party secretary.

Thinking of this, she raised the silver needle in her hand and shot it out from a distance of 100 meters, directly hitting the tire of the sports car.

Originally, even if it was a normal tire, being stabbed by something as sharp as a needle would have no effect at all. The problem was that it added Yang Zimei's vitality.

puff--

The tires started to deflate and quickly shrunk down.

The car that was driving jolted up and almost lost its balance and rolled over. Luo Yingjin was so frightened that she braked suddenly and stopped...

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