There were two policemen outside the Qian's house. When Lu Zijia approached, he immediately stepped forward and stopped the man.

"We're from the special operations department."

Lu Zijia handed his certificate to one of the policemen and said.

Jing Junyi, who followed behind, also handed his certificate to another policeman for inspection.

After reading their certificates, one of the female policemen frowned and looked at them with a little dissatisfaction, "Why are you so late?

Do you know that many unexpected things may happen when you are late? "

Facing the scolding of the female police, Lu Zijia accepted it. Who made her really late too much?

Yu Guang glances at Jing Junyi, the culprit, and Lu Zijia suddenly wants to beat him with itchy hands.

Feeling Lu Zijia's "murderous" eyes, Jing Junyi felt his nose in embarrassment. He felt guilty.

After Lu Zijia made a sincere apology and promised that he would not commit it again in the future, she was let go by the female police.

"Damn you, damn you, I'll kill you, I'll kill you, I'll kill you!"

As soon as Lu Zijia entered the house, they heard a child's voice full of hatred.

As soon as I turned my eyes, I saw a seven year old boy leaning against the corner wall with a sharp fruit knife in his little hand facing the people in the house.

However, his eyes full of hatred stared at the old woman who was crying out of breath, as if he had regarded her as an enemy.

"Sin, sin! My grandson, who has been in love for several years, wants my old life. What evil did I do in my last life!

Good heavens! Please have mercy on me. Have mercy on me, an old man who has half stepped into the coffin. Give me back my good grandson!

Good heavens! I beg you... "

The little boy over there wanted to kill grandma fiercely. The grandma here was so sad that she cried bitterly.

"Grandma Zhao, you'd better go out first. We'll try our best to persuade your grandson." A young policeman holding the old woman said in a low voice patiently.

In fact, he has said this many times.

But Grandma Zhao refused.

No, after listening to the young policeman's words, grandma Zhao immediately shouted even worse, "I don't go out, I don't go out, this is my grandson, my baby grandson!

What evil did I do in my last life! My grandson, my baby grandson, come back! Come back to grandma and grandma will buy you sugar! "

The middle-aged policeman in his forties looked at this and shook his head with a silent sigh.

"Who are you?"

When the middle-aged policeman shook his head, Yu Guang glanced at Lu Zijia and Jing Junyi who came in, and immediately stepped forward to ask.

Lu Zijia explained their identity and motioned for the certificate hanging on their chest.

Knowing that Lu Zijia was sent by the above to help deal with things, both the two policemen and the middle-aged psychologist with sweating forehead on one side were secretly relieved.

It's really hard for the two milk grandchildren to persuade. One refused to put down his knife and the other couldn't go out.

If we take a tough approach, we are afraid that there will be any accidents between the two milk grandchildren. Therefore, several policemen and psychologists who deal with this matter are in a dilemma.