Death Inquisitor

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"I'm going. The style of painting is not the same today."

"Lying trough! It turned out to be true, this Nima, all those killing thousands of knives have to die!"

"I said long ago that the judge will not try good people at all."

"Fak, these are the garbage of the human face and beast heart, Nima, I have worshipped them before, started from scratch and dedicated to charity."

"In other words, did you find that today's death trial is a bit weird?"

"Huh? You said that, I remembered it. The former judge didn't talk to the criminal at all..."

"Fat trough, you forgot, they are whitewashed gangsters, he's still whitewashed for ten years, the evidence is long gone, and the judge is forcing them to confess their crimes."

"A bit suspicious of confessions..."

"Are you stupid upstairs? The judge must have confirmed that they were guilty, otherwise how could this be done?"

"I see, this is to tell the police, where is the evidence!"

"I feel that there is no need to do this. The criminals try directly and do not need to take care of the police at all. You know, the police still want to catch the judge."

The coffee shop opposite the hotel downstairs.

Looking at the big screen, Ye Chen drinking coffee leisurely, the corner of his mouth curled up.

My purpose is just to tell you that there will never be errors in the trial. . . .

Start acting and come up with your skills. . . . . .

Hotel, temporary office

Cao Fei frowned, then squinted, then stood up directly and said, "Go, catch people!"

"I have said long ago that these people must be criminals. It doesn't matter what they do. It's too cheap to catch people. Just wait for them." Liang Yin pouted and said.

"We are the police, don't play with your temper." Cao Fei sighed and then said.

Liang Yin pouted, but said nothing.

In the hotel, Zhao Feihong's presidential suite.

"I told you, can you let me go?" Zhao Xiue looked at the red ghost in fright, and asked nervously.

The red ghost's eyes suddenly turned very red, and then a laugh of "桀桀" came out.

Zhao Xiue's pupils widened, and at this moment, the female ghost suddenly came to Zhao Xiue.

"Click" is just a bite.

The female ghost bit directly on Zhao Xiue's other half of her face, and then tore it hard.

"Xia La" came, and Zhao Xiu's only half of his face was torn off.

"Ah..." Zhao Xiu'e screamed in horror.

Then I saw ghost claws waving wildly.

Countless blood mouths instantly appeared on Zhao Xiu'e.

"No! Don't! Kill me! Please kill me!"

There was a deep fear in Zhao Xiu's eyes. She found that the ghost did not kill her directly, but began to tear her flesh a little at a time.

Seeing myself being dismembered a little bit, this feeling strongly stimulated Zhao Xiu's nerves.

The boss who opened her eyes instantly, she was scared and scared, she didn't want to die, she wanted to die soon.

However, no matter what she thinks, the female ghost is still doing her own thing, tearing the flesh off Zhao Xiue a little bit.

The blood began to flow to the ground, stained the bathroom red, and ran out of the door.

At this moment, a series of gunshots came out.

I saw the door of the bathroom suddenly kicked open, and the police rushed in.

But the police who rushed in were all air-sucked. Although Zhao Xiu'e was still alive, she looked so miserable.

Without saying anything, a thick layer was drawn on the belly, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

"What about the ghost?" Director Ding walked in and asked after looking around.

Zhao Xiue suddenly burst into tears at this moment, and the only remaining right eye shed tears of joy.

That’s right, tears of joy, because the female ghost disappeared.

She survived, really survived.

"Come on, call and call an ambulance!" Director Ding suddenly took a breath after seeing Zhao Xiue on the ground, and then shouted.

A policeman hurriedly took out the phone and dialed the emergency number.

Zhao Xiue's current state cannot naturally move at will, and the toilet is not very large. Director Ding took the police out of the toilet, leaving only two policemen to guard Zhao Xiue.

Zhao Xiue was crying again, crying happily, and the female ghost finally left.

Suddenly, Zhao Xiue's pupils swelled sharply, which was what happened when she was extremely frightened.

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"Lying trough, this female ghost with a sense of feeling, even ran to the roof."

"Look! The female ghost fell!"

"Huh? How can we see that the police did not?"

"Despite all that, Lao Tzu only knows that Zhao Xiue is going to end her sinful life."

Hotel, in the bathroom of the presidential suite.

Zhao Xiue's mouth opened fiercely. She wanted to shout and wanted help. She didn't want to die. There was a policeman beside her.

But she suddenly found out in despair that the female ghost fell slowly, and no policeman saw this.

The female ghost appeared again, why the police did not see it.

Zhao Xiue was scared out of cold sweat, and then screamed: "Ghost!"

However, her cry stopped abruptly, and then her body shook.

Just when the two policemen were suspicious, Zhao Xiue rolled his eyes, kicked his legs back and forth, and then his eyes showed extraordinary horror.

That is fear, it is fear.

She was afraid of death, and she was also afraid of death.

Before long, Zhao Xiue stopped struggling.

The two policemen looked at each other just as they were about to inform Director Ding.

Zhao Xiue, who was supposed to die on the ground, suddenly opened her right eye, and then stood up.

"Are you okay?" a policeman asked dullly.

"It's okay." Zhao Xiue said hoarsely, and walked out of the bathroom.

Zhao Feihong looked at Zhao Xiue who came out suddenly, his eyes shrank sharply.

Because Zhao Xiu's face was so untidy, her face disappeared, she didn't even have an eye. Even more terrifying, her belly was full of blood, and the flesh and blood on it were all curled up.

Zhao Xiue looked at Zhao Feihong at this moment, and suddenly opened his mouth with two rows of teeth, and asked, "Am I beautiful?"

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