Death Inquisitor

Studio.

"Lying trough! I thought at first that this ghost who sells candied fruit is really only selling candied fruit made from the pendant..."

"On-site production, on-site sales, this is awesome..."

"The money collected is also 66."

"Hahaha, of course 6, a bunch of finger candied fruit in one arm."

"This ghost who sells sugar gourds must have great grievances before his death!"

"Haven't you heard? It was this silly man who sold sugar gourds, he begged for mercy."

"Grass, this stupid man killed someone, pretended to be mentally ill, and there was no fart. I really wanted to kill him."

"It's not as simple as it is now. He was caught by the death judge and once the trial was going on, he shouldn't think better."

"It's **** to kill people, pretend to be mentally ill to kill people, and even damn, you can't call them to die so cheap!"

public security bureau

A crackling sound struck the keyboard.

Soon after, Hu Rihua hit the Enter key, and then his brow was wrinkled, Shen Sheng said:

"The ghost selling sugar gourd, called Wang Daniu, came from the countryside. He was 29 years old before his death. He lived on selling sugar gourd. His parents died in a car accident when he was young. There is an 86-year-old grandmother who was paralyzed in bed at home. , A three-year-old daughter with severe illness...

Wang Daniu's wife, at the time of giving birth, was not treated in time because of heavy bleeding. . . . unfortunately. . . . . Since then, Wang Daniu has raised his daughter alone and cared for his 86-year-old grandmother who was paralyzed in bed. He is the only pillar of the family. . . .

On the afternoon of June 2 three years ago, Wang Daniu went out to sell candied gourds. Because there were so many people in the market, he met Zhang Liqiang, the man who was cut in the picture.

Zhang Liqiang was furious because of his clothes being rubbed into sugar, and beat Wang Daniu for three minutes.

Wang Daniu kept apologizing, but accidentally rubbed against Zhang Liqiang. Zhang Liqiang went crazy like this and killed Wang Daniu with a knife. After that, Zhang Liqiang was identified as mentally ill. . . . "

"Snapped"

Mu Yunyun patted the table angrily, then said angrily: "How could he be mentally ill!"

"I feel that Zhang Liqiang should have a cleansing habit, but this cannot be regarded as mental illness." Liu Jian frowned.

"Whether cleanliness is not important, even if it is, it can't be summed up in real mental illness. He looks down on people, because he thinks that Wang Daniu is dirty and cheap, he feels that he is superior and superior." Liang Yin said angrily.

"Okay, this topic, for the time being stopped." Director Ding knocked on the table, said, and then looked at Cao Fei, and asked:

"Cao Fei, is this town constructed by the superpowers of death judges, or is it real, can it be determined?"

The Silent Hill displayed in the live broadcast picture is too real, and it is not like an illusory town at all, otherwise Director Ding will not ask so.

"I still can't judge..." Cao Fei looked at the death trial screen, shook his head, and said.

silent Hill.

After hearing the wailing of Zhang Liqiang, Wang Daniu, who sells sugar gourds, looked at Zhang Liqiang with a pair of black horror eyes and asked:

"Do you want to sell candied fruit?"

"Why... what..." Zhang Liqiang was shocked when he heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his body began to tremble.

He heard this sentence before, and more than once.

"Don't you buy candied gourds?" Wang Daniu suddenly asked with a terrible change.

Zhang Liqiang's eyes widened violently, and familiar words appeared again, and a chill suddenly rushed into Zhang Liqiang's head.

This kind of dialogue has already happened once before.

If you don’t buy sugar gourd, Wang Daniu will kill him.

Buy candied fruit, that is, which candied fruit is bought, the corresponding parts and positions on the body will be cut by Wang Daniu.

How could Zhang Liqiang not be afraid, his eyes are full of fear,

He didn't want to die, and Zhang Liqiang, who was terrified, shouted: "No! I don't want to die!"

After he shouted, he stumbled around and ran away.

His face was pale, his eyes were horrified, his body was trembling, and he ran forward crazy.

He did not know where the exit was, but he knew that he could not stop.

As soon as he stopped, that Wang Daniu would catch up with him and ask him if he wanted to buy a sugar gourd.

That feeling is too scary.

He doesn't want to die, he wants to live.

He ran away frantically, surrounded by dense fog, and could not see the slightest figure.

Zhao Feixiong and others did not know where to go.

I want to leave this ghost place

Zhang Liqiang had just thought of this, and learned that Suo Suo's voice rang from the thick fog in front of him.

He quickly stopped, his boss staring at him, his body trembling and shaking.

To. . . . . To the front. . . . .

Zhang Liqiang shivered coldly, then turned and ran.

However, the moment after he turned around, Zhang Liqiang glared sharply and screamed: "Ah..."

Wang Daniu's face leaning on his shoulder instantly appeared in front of Zhang Liqiang.

For a moment, the dark and strange eyes stared at Zhang Liqiang.

"I... I... I'm sorry... Spare... Spare me..." Zhang Liqiang shook his eyes sharply, shouting in horror.

"Do you want to buy sugar gourd?" Wang Daniu ignored Zhang Liqiang. As before, he still asked.

Wang Daniu seems to be a hawker.

However, what he looks like is not a person at all, he is a ghost, and what he sells is also a part of the body of a person whose scalp is numb.

Chains of eyes, chains of ears, chains of fingers, chains of noses. . . . . . .

Looking at the serious Wang Daniu, Zhang Liqiang was about to collapse.

"Don't you buy sugar gourds?" Wang Daniu's face suddenly languished, and asked sharply.

"Buy...buy...buy...buy..." Zhang Liqiang stepped back a few steps, then said quickly.

He knew that if he refused, Wang Daniu would definitely kill him.

He didn't want to die, and he looked forward to it. After this time, Wang Daniu wouldn't pester him again.

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