The tracker on the tablet led him here. How audacious of this young man to actually steal from the dead. Song Qixi walked into the scene, and he didn't care about Guangru. He aimed directly at Liu Xiaodan, but Fan Meiling grabbed the gun and used her pinky to keep the hammer from moving. She then glared at Song Qixi whose face was smeared with blood.
"Wait for a while. After the demon is subdued, I will let you empty all your cartridge on him," the doctor whispered in her softest voice, and Song Qixi only moved his hand down. He wasn't stupid… or he had not gone that stupid at least. There was no way he knew how delicate subduing demons—or even ghosts in general—could be. He just believed the doctor…