My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Lu Zijia looked up at the policeman and asked, "Excuse me, comrade policeman, is he the person responsible for the car accident?"

Lu Zijia said and pointed, and was staring at Guo Xinru's magic cultivator.

"Yes, I still remember him. His name is Zhuo Changdong, a native of City C."

The policeman looked at the Demon Xiu for a while, then nodded, and then looked at Guo Xinru with a strange look.

Although that one was tentatively classified as an accident, many people on the Internet are discussing that the driver of the accident was done by Zhuo Changdong's girlfriend, but unfortunately the police have never found any evidence.

Lu Zijia clearly noticed that when she heard the name Zhuo Changdong, Guo Xinru's mood suddenly fluctuated greatly.

"Miss Guo Xinru, do you confess your guilt, or do you want me to tell you about your crime?" Lu Zijia said lightly.

"Master, there must be some misunderstanding here, my cousin, she has always been weak, and it is impossible for her to do such a thing."

Although Luo Ziyun said so on his mouth, he didn't have much confidence in his heart.

Because of what her cousin said when she mutilated herself before, she actually had some guesses in her heart.

It's just that she can't believe it. After all, in her mind, her cousin is a well-known good girl. How could... how could she do such a thing?

"The recent accident in your family is all because of this cousin of yours. The reason why she committed suicide just now was not because she wanted to, but because she had a ghost in her heart."

Because of the presence of the police, Lu Zijia's speech was more subtle, but it also made the Tang family and his wife understand.

After speaking, Lu Zijia looked at Guo Xinru, who was clenching his teeth and lower lip, trembling all over, "Even if you can escape the law, you will never escape the ghost in your heart.

Just like you did just now, he will haunt you for the rest of his life, leaving you with no peace. "

"Miss, you..."

Listening to Lu Zijia's words, the leading police officer frowned slightly, wanting to say that her words were a bit intimidating.

However, before he could finish his sentence, Lu Zijia smiled at him and said, "I'm just reasoning with her, comrade police, do you think I'm wrong?"

The head of the police, "..." It seems... It seems to be really reasonable, but, it seems that something is wrong?

"Look, she's a bitch, damn bitch, she should be buried with me!"

Seeing that Guo Xinru was frightened, but there was no sign of relenting and confessing his guilt, the demon cultivator, Zhuo Changdong, was so angry that he could not rush to Guo Xinru and strangle him to death.

Lu Zijia thought that the ambulance should be arriving soon, so she could only resort to ruthless tactics.

The fair and slender hands naturally swayed in front of Guo Xinru's eyes.

"A, Adong! No, no, no, no, no, no, I beg you to let me go, I really didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it, please let me go!

I don't want to, I really don't want to, woohoo-"

Guo Xinru, who had hallucinations of the scene at the time of the incident when Lu Zijia performed a technique, suddenly changed her face in fright, and her body retreated in panic.

And Luo Ziyun, who was supporting her behind her back, didn't notice, and just sat down on the ground.

Those police officers, watching Guo Xinru want to crawl away like a ghost suddenly, and what she said, couldn't help frowning, revealing suspicious eyes.

"Whether you can make her plead guilty is up to you." Lu Zijia glanced at Zhuo Changdong and said through voice transmission.

If she could use a direct method, why should she waste her words? Just stand still.