Death Inquisitor

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"Look! Zhao Feihong actually sweats on his forehead, look at his expression! This is his expression that is only known by the truth!"

"His, Zhao Feihong's crime said by the magistrate is absolutely true, this dog day is so hidden!"

"Yes, I lost him when he was a good person, and I even donated money to his charity fund, donated 1,000."

"I also donated, thinking he would continue to do good deeds, but I didn't expect him to be such a villain!"

"Scams, misappropriation of charitable funds, these are trivial matters. The major thing is his past. Am I **** him? This day of the day actually killed people, and forced women to do minors, drug trafficking, and arms smuggling. This is personal scum, no, He is a scum in the scum!"

Hotel, in the presidential suite where Zhao Feihong is located.

"Old..." Hu Yong looked at Zhao Feihong and shouted nervously.

Just talking to his mouth, Zhao Feihong glared back.

Hu Yong stunned for a while, and then reacted. At this time, so many people watched through the live broadcast. He couldn't call the boss at all. He hurriedly shut up and then said: "Zhao Zhao... what shall we do?"

"It's okay, we've never done those things. The death judge is just a scumbag, and he deliberately listed these crimes to satisfy his desire and desire to kill." Zhao Feihong took a deep breath and spit out a long, open mouth. .

"Yes, we have done so many good deeds, and the death magistrate has slandered us. I believe that the police will believe us!" Sun Tao suddenly understood Zhao Feihong's meaning at that time, and then shouted outright.

"The death magistrate is a murderer, a lunatic, Mr. Zhao, we are being monitored by him now, are we leaving here?" Sun Xiu'e's face flashed a little, and then he asked.

"Yeah, since the death sentence is being monitored here, it means that the police didn't take us seriously. Are we leaving this? If the death judge comes, and the police don't care about us, what should we do?" Gu Yu said in shock.

Hotel, temporary office.

"Slap" Director Ding slapped the table fiercely, then screamed angrily: "These bastards!"

"Whether they are the best, but now it can't be ignored." Liang Yin pouted and said.

"They have ghosts in their hearts! We deliberately use aggressive methods to excite us. Now there are 13 million people in the live broadcast of the death trial." Hu Rihua frowned and then said.

"They are afraid, they are afraid of us catching them, they are afraid that the death judge will kill them, and they are afraid that we don't care about their lives." Liu Jian nodded and said.

"Hu Yong began to call Zhao Feihong, it should be called, boss!" Cao Fei narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"These are temporarily postponed, telling them to be honest, there are people around, they can't die!" Director Ding Shen said.

"I'm still thinking about the next set to catch the judge..." Forensic little Lori snorted and continued watching the live broadcast after she finished.

"We are the police, all criminals must be arrested, no matter who they are, if this Zhao Feihong, Hu Yong, Sun Tao, Zhao Xiu'e, Gu Yufa, are indeed criminals, they can not escape the sanctions." Mu Yunyun sighed, and then Said.

"Everyone has their own point of view. You don't have to impose your point of view on me. I will do everything I do." Liang Yin glanced at Mu Jianyun and then said.

"Okay, get up, this time, as long as the death judge appears, he must not be told to run away!" Director Ding knocked on the table, and then said.

In the hotel, Zhao Feihong's presidential suite.

Zhao Feihong, who was alerted by the police, was relieved, but he was still a little nervous.

After all, the ability of the death judge is too weird, and he is worried about being killed without knowing it, or being brutally tortured to death.

A little bit of time passed, everything was normal, the death judge did not appear, and Zhao Feihong and others were not hurt in the slightest.

Just as everyone believed that after the death judge found out the police’s arrangement and gave up the trial, Zhao Xiue suddenly couldn’t help but got up and went to the bathroom.

The sound of "Wow La La" quickly sounded.

There was no change in the live broadcast picture, however, when the sound of the water flow sounded again, the live broadcast picture suddenly turned to Zhao Xiu'e.

In the bathroom, Zhao Xiue turned on the water Long's head to wash his hands after the convenience.

After finishing his hands, Zhao Xiu'e looked up habitually and looked at the mirror.

At this moment, a woman in a red dress suddenly appeared in the empty mirror.

Her pale skin, a smile on her face, full of evil black eyes, looked straight at Zhao Xiu'e.

"Ah!" Zhao Xiue's pupil shrank sharply, and the whole body's cold hair exploded in an instant, and then screamed, and the body involuntarily stepped back quickly.

"Bang" came and she hit the door.

A "creak" came and the door closed!

"Am I beautiful?" the woman in red in the mirror suddenly asked.

Her voice was as cold as ice, and Zhao Xiu's pupils shrank again and again.

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