Death Inquisitor

public security bureau

Director Ding looked at Wang Hao with a sullen face, and asked Shen Sheng: "Are you sure, none of the people you locked are death judges?"

"Yes, the Director, these people have already sent someone to ask questions, and they all have proof of absence. The only one who can't show proof is:.......... "Wang Hao said tangledly.

"What is it!" Secretary Ding asked quickly.

"It's an Alzheimer's disease..." Wang Hao bowed his head when he finished.

"You..." Secretary Ding's lungs are really going to be blown out.

Looking at this capable officer, Director Ding wanted to scold him, but unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

Cao Fei picked up the cup at this moment, took a sip of yogurt, and put it on the table, said quietly:

"I overlooked one thing. This death judge is a highly intelligent person. He is proficient in anti-investigation. He can’t possibly not know that the police will confirm his address through the place where he committed the crime, and he is so fearless. Obviously, he did There is no fixed residence, and he has not rented a house."

"Boom" Director Ding suddenly sat on the chair, remembering the Haikou that he had boasted before, Director Ding's face was aching and burning.

What locked the death adjudicator, and what was going to catch him right away, and now, has become his own face.

"Is there no way to lock this **** death judge?" Director Ding asked melancholy.

"Even if he found the place where he lives now, he left, and, just like now, don't want to find the slightest clue." Cao Fei said here, pointing to the news being broadcast.

"Slap" Director Ding hit the table with fists and shouted angrily: "These reporters will come again in the future and will never be seen!"

A bar full of bright lights and music.

A group of full-bodied people were dancing with some beautiful women on the dance floor. When they stopped and returned to the stage, they were suddenly shocked.

I saw five invitations on the table.

The invitation letter is black, with five big red letters on it, and the death notice!

"Strong... Strong brother..." The first notice of the death notice's mumble pointed at the five invitations on the table and said tremblingly.

"You are so stupid, so afraid of what to do, what do you see... what..." Qiang brother swallowed and said with a spit.

The death notice, a death notice known to everyone nowadays, is now in front of several of them.

Following a few mixed women, seeing this, they all screamed: "Ah..."

Afterwards, these women ran away in unison and did not dare to stay here even for a second.

"Paralysis, who... who told Lao Tzu... joking..." said a gangster nervously.

"Yes... Will it be... yes... is it true..." said a stammer.

"It must be fake!" The person who became the strong brother calmed himself, and then stepped forward to pick up an invitation letter and opened it.

The next second, he froze.

Death notice:

Liu Liqiang, male, 23 years old, professional, member of the Black Dog Gang.

Crime: Three female underage girls, one of whom died of blood loss.

There are five women in rounds, eight women college students, two of them drowned.

Kill three people and shatter the corpse.

Drug trafficking, theft, blackmail.

The crime was established and the trial execution time was 10 pm.

After watching the content, Liu Liqiang shrank sharply.

The crimes described above are all true. These things, except for a few brothers in the gang, know nothing about it.

As for jokes, Liu Liqiang didn't think anyone would do this, because only a few of his younger brothers knew this, and his younger brothers were all here at the moment, and there was a death notice in front of him!

"Strong... Qiang Brother... I... let's call the police!" A bully saw the contents of the death notice in Liu Liqiang's hands, and was frightened and said quickly.

"Slap" Liu Liqiang gave this younger brother a slap, and then he shouted: "You are stupid, we are a triad, the police? Did you grow up eating shit?"

"Strong... Strong brother, that... the death judge, too...too cruel..." said a younger brother.

"I'm not afraid, this is the site of the Black Dog Gang. Even if he has three heads and six arms, don't even want to come in. Let's go to the basement and bring a good guy!" Liu Liqiang took a deep breath and then said.

After finishing his speech, Liu Liqiang walked towards the back of the bar. His four younger brothers glanced at each other, and then looked at the four death notices on the table.

The next second, one ghost after another picked up, opened, and glanced.

The next second, the four of them all took a breath.

Death notice:

Zhang Meng, male, 25 years old, professional black dog gang

Crime: Three female underage girls, one of whom died of blood loss.

There are five women in rounds, eight women college students, two of them drowned.

Kill three people and shatter the corpse.

Drug trafficking, theft, blackmail.

The crime was established and the trial execution time was 10 pm.

Death notice:

Zhao Gang, male, 22 years old, occupation, black dog gang

offense. . . . . . .

Death notice:

Shen Jiang, male, 23 years old, occupation, black dog gang

offense. . . . .

Death notice:

Hu Feng, male, 24 years old, occupation, black dog gang

offense. . . . . .

The crimes of the four people are exactly the same, and they are all true. At this moment, the four of them shuddered together, a cold air rushed to their heads, but they were scared by the death judge.

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