My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"Team leader, who are they?"

When Zheng Bin brought Lu Zijia and the three people into the museum, he met a woman with short hair and able-bodied on the way.

The woman swept the eyes of the three of them, and seemed to be somewhat unkind, especially when she treated Lu Zijia, she was obviously full of hostility.

"They are from the Special Operations Unit and will be involved in our investigation of the case."

Zheng Bin seemed to be worried about something, and only briefly introduced two sentences without explaining too much.

When the short-haired woman heard this, she frowned in displeasure, "What are you doing up there, the case has already been handed over to our ancient martial arts team, why are you looking for some dry food?"

As soon as the short-haired woman said this, Zheng Bin's face suddenly changed, and he looked at Lu Zijia and the three of them subconsciously. Seeing that the three of them didn't seem to be angry, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Not to mention the first two evil spirits, just Mu Yunhao alone, they are not the ones who can offend them.

If they offend all three to death, then their ancient martial arts team will not have a good life in the future.

"Xue Ni, be careful when you speak."

Zheng Bin looked at the short-haired woman with awe, with an obvious warning in his tone.

When Long Xueni saw that Zheng Bin was actually warning her for others, her face suddenly turned down.

Without waiting for her to say anything, Zheng Bin led Lu Zijia and the three directly past her and continued to walk inside.

"That person was one of our ancient martial arts team members just now. His name is Long Xueni. He has a good family background, so he has a little temperament as a young lady. Please don't take offense to the three of you."

Zheng Bin said to the three of them apologetically, and seemed to be a little nervous.

Mu Tianyan glanced lightly, and Zheng Bin, who obviously knew their identities, didn't speak.

Mu Tianyan didn't speak, and Mu Yunhao couldn't speak anymore, so Zheng Bin could only focus on Lu Zijia.

Lu Zijia smiled, "No, the people in the ancient martial arts group are quite individual and have their own style."

The members of the ancient martial arts group, as the name suggests, are warriors who have practiced ancient martial arts.

The warriors of the ancient martial arts group are carefully selected and cultivated by the guo family, so they may be a little arrogant in their mentality, and there is a kind of thinking that other than their own group, other departments are waste.

For example, the previous Miss Long Xueni.

Lu Zijia's voice couldn't tell the anger or anger, and even her expression didn't show the slightest emotion, so Zheng Bin couldn't tell for a while whether she was telling the truth or a lie.

Of course, before he could continue to judge, he arrived at his destination.

"This is where the cultural relics are displayed. There are 16 cultural relics in total, and 10 have been stolen."

Zheng Bin took the three to the center of the museum. The surrounding mess was not cleaned up, but remained as it was, hoping to find some clues from it.

Lu Zijia nodded slightly, and glanced at the sixteen display cabinets, either broken or complete.

Lu Zijia felt it carefully and found that none of the sixteen showcases had the slightest hint of evil spirits.

But when you think that that thing has given birth to intelligence and knows how to hide itself, it will naturally not let people find traces.

"There, is where Iseyuan fell."

Zheng Bin raised his finger to a corner not far away and said to Lu Zijia.

Lu Zijia looked at the corner, and then observed the surrounding angles for a while before walking towards the corner.

"Team Leader Zheng, can you show me the photos of the scene before it was destroyed? Also, the ten lost cultural relics." Lu Zijia asked Zheng Bin.