Death Inquisitor

Life and death book, this is not local government. . . . . . .

Ye Chen froze for a moment, then looked at the fragments of Life and Death Book.

The life and death book fragments, the collection of 108 pieces, can be merged into a special treasure, life and death book.

Life and death book. . . . What does this have to do with the life and death book of the prefecture, it seems to be the same. . . . .

The system is really strong. . . . .

After thinking about it with emotion, Ye Chen got up to take a bath and take a shower in the room.

Modu, at the door of the Public Security Bureau.

The red Maserati drove out of the public security bureau, a white right hand stretched out of the car window, waved, and then went away.

Mu Yunyun looked at Liang Yin who drove away from the Super Run, and he twitched involuntarily, and then said, "Liang Yin's boyfriend is really..."

"Too rich!" Liu Jianman said with emotion.

"Liang Yin's character, it is good luck to find such a boyfriend." Mu Yunyun said with a feeling.

"Sister Mu, I think you still have to talk to Cao Fei, really." Hu Rihua smiled at Mu Yunyun and said.

"You!" Mu Yunyun cheered with a red face.

"Cough, cough... I have something to do with that, so I'll go back first..." Cao Fei laughed a few times, then turned and walked away.

Modu, Ye Chen's residence.

When Ye Chen returned to the living room, the doorbell rang.

Ye Chen smiled slightly, then got up and opened the door.

It was Liang Yin standing outside the door, but Liang Yin's expression was not right at the moment, neither happy nor shy, but rather angry.

Ye Chen couldn't help but stunned, and then asked, "What's wrong?"

"Damn, when I met a man who touched porcelain, I came here." Liang Yin said uncomfortably.

"Who has the courage to touch our master Liang Yin's porcelain?" Ye Chen heard this and couldn't help but smiled and said.

"Nasty..." Liang Yin hammered Ye Chen for a while, then entered the door and sat on the sofa.

Ye Chen smiled slightly, then closed the door, came to the living room, and sat next to Liang Yin.

"Ye Chen, you said that the old men are old, why should they come out and touch the porcelain?" Liang Yin looked at Ye Chen at this moment and asked angrily.

"Old man?" Ye Chen froze slightly before asking.

Liang Yin said angrily:

"Yeah, it’s an old man who doesn’t have the skills to touch the porcelain. I’m waiting for the red light. He came to my car and lay down, unless I hit him, there was blood on his waist, Wu Qingwu Green, the performance is still very professional.

If it weren't for a driving recorder, I guess I couldn't tell. . . . . Why is this person so bad? "

"Okay, okay, don't be angry. The old man is still quite good, as for the bad... Isn't that a saying, it's not that the old man is bad, but the bad man is old." Ye Chen touched Liang Yin's hair, comforting.

When Liang Yin heard this, he couldn't help but stunned, and then burst out laughing.

"Your comforting words are too different... However, these people are really too bad, actually want to crook the evil way." Liang Yin said a little uncomfortably.

Ye Chen smiled slightly and then said:

"Everyone has their own code of conduct. For some people, morality and morality are extremely scarce or even nonexistent. As for the reasons, there are many reasons. This is a big topic. I don’t recommend you delve into it. This one."

"I hate it, I didn't talk about it, I just couldn't get angry, but now it's okay. I'm not angry with him because of your preaching." Liang Yin gave Ye Chen a white eye and said.

"Well, Master Liang Yin, how are you going to punish me?" Ye Chen heard this and hugged Liang Yin directly to his lap. He kissed and asked with a smile.

"I hate, I'm going to take a bath..." Liang Yin's face was red and he hurriedly got off Ye Chen's leg before rushing towards the bathroom.

Half an hour later, a slit opened in the bathroom door, and Liang Yin probe shouted at Ye Chen: "Her husband, bring me a pajamas."

Ye Chen froze for a moment, then smiled, then got up and walked to the bathroom.

Pulling the bathroom door open, Liang Yin instantly appeared in front of Ye Chen.

"In your own home, you don't need to be so particular." Ye Chen said with a smile, and hugged Liang Yin.

"You're a bad guy..." Liang Yin's face suddenly turned redder, and she said a little tremblingly.

"Bao" Ye Chen bowed his head and kissed Liang Yin, then took Liang Yin to the bedroom.

Lori has three good things, voiceless, soft body, easy to push and fall. . . . .

Outside the window, the city lights gradually went out.

In the sky, the full moon hid in the clouds, as if shy.

The next day, at dawn, Ye Chen opened his eyes and looked at Liang Yin, who was sleeping in his arms, smiled slightly, then kissed Liang Yin gently, got up and dressed, and went out to buy breakfast.

On the street, there are a lot of pedestrians coming and going.

Ye Chen bought the breakfast and was about to go back, suddenly frowned.

I saw a man in his twenties suddenly rushed to the front of a car, and then fell to the ground.

At this time, the owner opened the car window and shouted angrily: "I have a driving recorder, go away quickly!"

When the young man heard this, he froze for a moment, and then got up scoldingly. He didn't go. Not only did he not go, but he jumped onto the hood.

"Bang Bang Bang" sounded several times, the car window cracked instantly, and the young man, with his head broken and bleeding, he lay directly on the hood and shouted, "I hit someone, I hit someone!"

Ye Chen saw this, his mouth twitched involuntarily.

After being exposed, he was angry and angry, and it was really speechless. . . . . .

"Lying trough, isn't this from the mental hospital?" a passer-by said, saying.

"It's definitely not. Obviously, it's been dismantled and can't be hung on the face. Then, it's a rogue." One shook his head.

"Mah, it seems that more and more porcelain has been touched recently. Some even pretend to be bitten by dogs. In fact, it is the self that hurts themselves." One person scolded angrily.

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