Death Inquisitor

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"If we're really okay, I'll definitely cheer you up." Sun Xiaotao licked her lips, then said.

"Okay, it's three o'clock soon, cheer up!" Zhao Ergen looked at the phone, and then said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, Boss, it's okay. We're more than 500 kilometers away from the capital. Could it be that the death judge is a god and can catch up with us?" Wang Erzhu said with a relaxed face.

"That's right, there's no need to worry, this time we're going to slap the death judge in the face, hahaha." Hu Ergou laughed wildly.

"Shut up, I hope we're all right, the death trial hasn't started yet, but what if, that fucking death judge is a pervert!" Zhao Ergen roared with a gloomy expression.

"Okay, okay, cheer up, pay attention, don't let killer bees, mice or whatever run into the car, and don't let pigs or cows get in the way." Sun Xiaotao saw Hu Ergou and the others began to look a little unsightly, and said hastily.

Hu Ergou, Wang Erzhu and others curled their lips at the same time, and then stopped talking.

From their point of view, this time, they can definitely survive the death trial, because the death judge can't judge them at all.

When the clock pointed to three o'clock in the afternoon, the live broadcast of the death trial suddenly changed.

In a dimly lit room, a desk, a lamp with weak light, and a man sitting on a chair with his back to everyone, instantly appeared in the picture.

The man was wearing a black windbreaker, a black felt hat, and black gloves on his hands.

There is a red notebook and a pen in front of him.

Studio.

"This is... Boss Judge! It's Boss Judge! I remember Boss Judge's back!"

"What a stalwart back, the judge must be super handsome."

"Hahaha, it's really not easy to see Boss Judge again."

"Boss judge, I'm your fan, super hardcore fan!"

"The judge boss is mighty and domineering, invincible in the world!"

"I'll go, is this really the back of the judge boss?"

Magic City, Public Security Bureau, conference room.

"This is...the death judge...why did he show his back again?" Director Ding was taken aback when he saw the live broadcast of the death trial, and then said in shock.

"Not good! I'm afraid the capital is in trouble this time!" Cao Fei (whose name was changed to this for some reason) suddenly stood up and shouted in surprise.

"What? Explain clearly!" Director Ding was startled when he heard this, and asked hastily.

"The judge of death once used a strange red paper to control the life and death of others through writing..." Cao Fei's expression turned a little ugly when he said this.

"Red paper..." Liang Yin's eyes lit up when he said this, and then he said, "Now it's a whole red notebook, it's a good show."

The corner of Cao Fei's mouth twitched involuntarily, but he didn't say anything.

Liang Yin at this moment is the proprietress of the charity fund, of course, the boss is Ye Chen.

Of course, these are not important, what is important is that Liang Yin has always been like this, and there is nothing more to say.

Even Director Ding didn't say anything about Liang Yin.

What a joke, it made Liang Yin unhappy, and if the charity fund is not established, Director Na Ding should have a big head.

You know, the charity fund has been in the news, Director Ding, Cao Fei and others have all made an appearance.

"Doesn't this mean that the death judge... will... judge those underage children? The arrangements of the Beijing police are all ineffective?" Mu Yunyun gasped when she heard this, and then said.

"Quick! Call the capital and tell them..." Director Ding froze when he said this.

Because he knew that if the death judge really used the ability he used to judge the Black Dog Gang, then everything the police did would be useless.

That is a strange power, and it is simply an unsolvable existence.

"Director?" Mu Yunyun asked suspiciously.

"Tell the capital to take away all dangerous items, and try to ensure that the juvenile criminals stay in an empty room." Director Ding was silent for a moment, and then said.

"Okay, Director." Mu Yunyun nodded, then took out her mobile phone and called.

Beijing, Public Security Bureau, conference room.

"The death trial is on! Tell them to cheer up and not let anything come near the meeting room where they are staying." Director Liu narrowed his eyes, and then said.

Qin Feng nodded, then took out the walkie-talkie and conveyed Director Liu's meaning.

"This is the death judge himself?" Chen Bohan, the man with glasses, pushed his glasses at this moment, and then said.

"Death judge? No way?" Director Liu was stunned when he heard this, and then asked.

"I remember the news from Shanghai that the judge of death appeared like this once." Qin Feng looked at the man in black with only his back exposed in the screen of the trial of death, his brows frowned suddenly, and then he spoke Said.

"I remembered, it seems..." Director Liu said this, and the phone started to vibrate.

Director Liu frowned slightly, then took out his mobile phone, and was about to turn it off, but saw an incoming call notification.

Mu Yunyun of the Demon City...

Director Liu thought of this and hurriedly connected.

A few seconds later, Director Liu's expression changed suddenly, and then he looked at Qin Feng and shouted loudly: "Quick! Go to the conference room where minors are staying, and get out all the tables, chairs, and light bulbs inside!"

"Director?" Qin Feng asked in confusion.

"The death judge has an ability, which is the writing process, and the criminal will die according to the writing process!" Director Liu said in a deep voice with an uneasy face.

"It's broken, how did I forget this!" Qin Feng froze when he heard this, and then shouted in surprise.

"I also selectively forgot, because after that trial, it was concluded that the death judge would no longer have that weird ability, but now..." Director Liu said a little irritably.

"Now it's a notebook with...a lot of paper..." Chen Bohan sighed, and then said.

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