Death Inquisitor

Then, he saw the few blood-red letters on the invitation letter.

"Dead, dead, all... Zhidan!!!" Ding Taishan read the words one by one, his eyes widened slowly, and his mouth stammered.

His feet were soft, almost kneeling on the ground.

He had just finished the rain of healing of the death judge, and this would be directly found by him. I knew that it would not be rained.

Panic, Ding Taishan hurried towards his home.

He is going to bring some money, and then run directly.

At this time, I can't care about any law or order, even if it is suspected that he is a murderer?

Let’s escape from the death judge first.

In the live broadcast room of the betta platform, the dead live broadcast room that was just quiet and had little time to open again.

The audience was dumbfounded.

There is still a live broadcast today?

But this time, there were far fewer people entering the live broadcast room.

Because there are still many people, they haven't had time to go home and change clothes.

You can't wear wet clothes to watch the live broadcast.

The first thing in the video is crime.

Ding Taishan, male, 41 years old.

Crime: Because of a treacherous relationship with a friend's wife, in the process of confrontation with a friend, kill the other party.

At first glance, the audience was slightly disappointed.

I have experienced such stimulating trials of R agents, researchers, and traitors before.

This will suddenly judge a guy who steals and kills, and feels that the grade is much lower.

However, the Tucao returned to Tucao, and the audience watched it carefully.

The crime scene disappeared and a wet middle-aged man appeared in the video.

Ding Taishan will regret it.

Knowing that he would be found by the death judge, he would not choose to walk.

Although walking can have enough time to observe where there is monitoring, and then avoid carefully.

But this time he was in a hurry!

Fortunately, he has walked a lot before, so it is not far from home.

He didn't know that, not far behind him, there were two people who seemed to be detached from the world, following him unhurriedly.

But none of the people around could see them.

"Master, is this the bad guy you want to fight?" Mengmeng, who turned into Conan, looked up and asked.

As for Ye Chen himself, it turned into the decayed wood Baizai in the **** of death.

After a few minutes, he finally ran into a community and entered the elevator of a unit.

Until this time, Ding Taishan's heart was slightly loose.

Maybe it's because you're almost home.

Because the human subconscious mind always feels safe and warm for home.

However, at this moment, Ding Taishan suddenly found that the elevator was trembling and moving, and he kept falling down.

And the speed is very fast!

The feeling of hyperemia in his brain made his heart beat faster and panicked.

"What's the matter, is the elevator broken?" He was frightened, and quickly pressed the alarm button in the elevator button.

But when I touched it with my hand, I found that the button was actually broken, so I couldn't press it.

"Wait... why has it fallen for so long, the elevator is still falling!" Ding Taishan suddenly looked pale, and a chill came up from his body.

Even if it is 20 floors, this should fall to the end, not to mention that he had to go up to the height of three floors before!

Then he found that the elevator seemed cold.

Ding Taishan couldn't help trembling, his teeth were trembling.

"Who! Death Judge? You are a death judge, right! You're **** a ghost!"

He whirled in the elevator and looked around in horror.

But in this small space, apart from a few small advertisements that had been posted for a long time, he never found anything.

"Hehe... yes, it's me! Where there is crime in this world, there will be my figure."

Suddenly, two twisted figures appeared on the shiny inner wall of the elevator behind Ding Taishan.

There was a bit of sorrow in the pale face, and the tall figure said quietly.

Ding Taishan froze and quickly turned back, just to see the two twisted people against the silvery inner wall of the elevator.

As if in a haha ​​mirror.

"How come, obviously no one, why there is a reflection." Ding Taishan murmured his eyes wide.

But he couldn't help but step back.

In the live broadcast room, the audience did not react very much.

It's not surprising that the cute "Conan" changed.

From their point of view, this is all a spectacle of death judge illusion, so the people inside are also fake.

"Because we are here!"

Ye Chen's mouth slightly ticked and said in a horrifying voice.

He walked slowly in the mirror with Mengmeng.

It really seems to be approaching the edge of the mirror, coming out from the inside!

Ding Taishan was already leaning against the inner wall of the elevator behind him, his face full of panic.

Then in his constricted pupils, Ye Chen and the two in the mirror image crossed the silver-like elevator interior like a mirror, as if they had worn through a layer of water curtain.

Such a weird scene always reminds people of bad things.

So this time, Ding Taishan slowly collapsed to the ground.

"Don't, don't kill me! I didn't do it on purpose! It was his first move! I only fought back... I accidentally killed him." Ding Taishan kept shaking his head nonchalantly.

"Why don't you surrender? You chose to run away, didn't you?" Ye Chen looked down at Ding Taishan, who was sitting on the ground, and said indifferently.

The latter was suddenly congested.

A trace of grief flashed across his face, and suddenly he looked at the cuteness of Conan next to Ye Chen: "I fight with you!"

Then an uproar rushed to Mengmeng, as if to want to take her hostage.

After all, "Conan", who looks like an elementary school student, is much better than "Decaying Wood Baizai".

"Target danger level: super weak! Take the lowest level of disciplinary defense mode, electro-optical shield!"

Sigh!

A translucent shield shimmering with electricity appeared in front of Mengmeng.

Ding Taishan's face showed the ash. ..

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