"Big harvest? What good things did you bring this time?"

"A soul-destroying bottle." Frandy opened the box, revealing the cracked glass bottle inside: "I'm very lucky to have prevented the formation of the first evil spirit. The value of this thing is not low."

"Indeed." Without touching the soul-destroying bottle directly, the man in front of Frandy handed the box to the man behind him: "But this thing still needs to be identified, and by the way, you also need to tell us the person in the household who was affected.

"

"I have already undergone psychological intervention." Frandy said as he casually wrote down some basic information about Mrs. Smith on a piece of paper: "But you'd better go take a look. She is a keen collector.

Object lovers, maybe you can gain something else.”

"I don't think I have the ability to pick out leaks from you spies. Each one of them has sharp eyes like an eagle..." At this point, he belatedly discovered Jiang Xin's existence.

Somewhat curious: "Is this your new spy, an Oriental?"

"Yes." Frandy nodded: "Oriental martial arts practitioners, they are much better at dealing with ghosts and monsters than we are, and they can help a lot."

"It's really rare." Taking the soul-capturing bottle and the appraisal report that were sent back by his men, the man took a deep look at Jiang Xin and then lowered his head again: "Judging from the appraisal results, this is a man from more than two hundred years ago.

The product of alchemy is undoubtedly the soul-stirring bottle."

"Are you going to destroy it yourself?"

"No." Frandy waved his hand, took the million dollar check and pushed back the small hammer in front of him: "You guys go ahead and do it."

"It's a pity that you can't experience the feeling of destroying alchemical items." The man said, and the hammer in his hand fell without hesitation. After a snap, the soul-destroying bottle turned into a pile of fragments.

Reaching out to take away three of the fragments, Frandi waved his hand with a smile, and then took Jiang Xin and left the IRS directly: "Do you realize it? It's a shame. If it's not necessary, it's best not to have too much contact with these people.

They are always trying to figure out who we are, but they never succeed."

"The fragment?"

"If the fragments are missing, the soul-capturing bottle will no longer be possible to repair. This is also an insurance measure. We can do without it, but others can't have it either."

As he spoke, Frandi used his hands to crush the fragments into a handful of sparkling powder. He stretched out his hand and blew it to let it fly away in the wind.

Putting the million-dollar check into Jiang Xin's hand, Frandi smiled slightly: "A pleasant exorcism, it's time for us to go back to the manor."

"What's the check for me?"
Chapter completed!