Chen Xinyi's eyes widened, very dissatisfied, "How is that possible? She's just a member of the sea turtle soup game group, she's also a victim! She's someone I know, when did she become mentally ill, how come I don't know? Even if she's dead, she can still move after death."
"She was killed by a ghost, and this ghost is contagious, can't you analyze that?"
The Black-clothed Guard investigators were stunned by her words and didn't know how to respond for a moment.
Eventually, they sighed, "The people in the group need to be closely monitored, silence the whole group, but don't disband it."
"Bind it with the Spirit-binding Lock!"
The robot picked up a net-like object and carefully covered the high-heeled shoe woman with it.
In the brief moment, the high-heeled shoe woman became motionless, and the black thread-like substance in her eye sockets also slowly lost its vitality, no longer showing any signs of wriggling.
This scene left Chen Xinyi clicking her tongue in wonder.
