Death Inquisitor

Qin Feng hesitated for a moment and then said:

"Secretary, if the death judge is still in a dimly lit room, there are too few references, and no matter how many people we arrange, we cannot judge the location of the death judge.

Unless the owner of the family where the death judge is located, sees the live broadcast of the death trial, and then tells us the address, otherwise we have no way at all..."

"There is no way to do your best. That red death note must not fall into the hands of foreign forces. Yesterday, I caught 59 foreign spies!" Director Liu exhaled long, and then said in a deep voice.

"So much?" Chen Bohan, a spectacled man, froze a little, then asked in shock.

Director Liu nodded, not very good-looking, and then said:

"It is indeed this number. If it is not the death judge who is concerned by many countries, these spies will not receive orders. They will still be hidden in our country. Fifty-nine elite-trained spies, do you know what this means?"

"His..." Qin Feng and Chen Bohan took a breath of air.

The harm of spies has always been great. Especially elite spies, who are proficient in various skills and want to steal secrets, are much easier than ordinary spies.

If the secrets of a country are stolen, the problem will be bigger, so Qin Feng and Chen Bohan will be shocked.

"Okay, the live broadcast of the death trial will start soon, and you will take a closer look. In case you can find clues and confirm the location of the death judge, everything is fine." Director Liu sighed and said.

"Yes, Director!" Qin Feng and Chen Bohan responded in unison.

Modu, Public Security Bureau, conference room.

Director Ding looked at Cao Fei, Mu Yunyun, Liang Yin and others, and sighed, "The death trial has started again, this time..."

Director Ding said that, his mouth twitched involuntarily, and then said:

"Death magistrates still estimate that they will use death notes. Look at them and try to find some doubts or references that can help confirm the location of the death magistrate."

"Secretary, this death adjudicator may use other abilities, and there may be opportunities. With death notes, we really have no way to close the room. Unless it is a fairy, he can't confirm his position at all." Mu Yunyun said a little speechless.

"Actually, it's good to watch a movie." Liang Yin clicked and said while eating potato chips.

"Cough, cough, this, Secretary, we will work hard." Cao Fei found Director Ding turned black, coughed a few times, and then said.

"Well, work hard, the foreign spies are watching, so even if the death judge is found, it must be us, not the foreign spy." Director Ding nodded and said.

"Yes, Director!" Cao Fei and others responded in unison.

At this moment, the live room picture was divided into two.

A dim room appeared on the right half, a desk with a desk lamp, a red notebook, and a chair in front of the desk.

At this time, a man walked to the desk, opened the chair, and sat up.

He wore a black felt hat, a black cape, and black gloves on his hands.

Studio.

"The magistrate! It's the magistrate!"

"Woo, it seems to see the front of the magistrate."

"Don't be stupid. You saw it. The police didn't see it either. Although I wanted to see it, I still couldn't see the best."

"Hey, right upstairs, the magistrate can't be caught, otherwise the criminals should be rampant."

When always pointing at 1 pm, the death judge suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The left half of the live screen changed instantly.

Airport, waiting hall.

"Why? Why can't you board the plane!!!" Wang Fatty shouted in panic.

"I'm sorry, sir, for the inconvenience caused by the delay of the flight due to the weather, please forgive me." A young and beautiful woman said apologetically.

"Ma's, ma's!!!" Wang Fatzi glanced at the time on his phone, his pupils shrank sharply, and then scolded angrily.

"Sorry, I'm sorry." The woman said again.

"Grass!" Wang Fatty roared angrily, and then grabbed his purse and rushed towards the exit of the airport lobby.

The reason is simple. The trial time shown on the death notice has arrived.

Wang Fatzi's heart collapsed at the moment.

He finally bought a ticket and thought he could board the plane right away, but what he didn't expect was that the plane was late, and it was more than two hours a night.

What's more serious is that the plane will continue to be delayed.

Wang Fatzi kept praying, and he would be able to board the plane right away, and he would be able to do it right away, but this did not appear until now.

This city is not far away from the capital, so Wang Fatzi is worried that something will attack him soon, torture him, and kill him.

Therefore, Wang Fatzi is going to drive away and leave far away.

"Well, I will never take a plane again!" Wang Fatty roared angrily, snarling and running.

Out of the airport lobby, Wang Fatzi rushed to where he parked.

Fortunately, the car was not sold, otherwise...

When Wang Fatzi pulled the door, he suddenly shivered and shivered, and then hurriedly got on the car and drove away from the airport.

Where to go, Wang Fatzi doesn't know, but he knows that no matter where he goes, he must leave the capital far away, the farther the better.

The death judge is so horrible, so horrible that Wang Fatzi's entire body is like being fished out of the water.

He was afraid, in fear, he was afraid that the next second, death would come to his head.

Because of the extreme panic, Wang Fatzi lit a cigarette, and then sucked tremblingly.

In the dark room of the capital.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and started writing with his right hand holding the pen.

"The wind blew into the car, soot was blown up, and flew into Wang Fatty's eyes. The car got out of control and hit the roadside tree. Wang Fatzi's head was broken, his right leg was broken, and his left hand was broken..."

XX city, on the highway.

Fat Wang Wang, who is driving madly and speeding up, is frightened.

Just then, the ash on the cigarette **** in his left hand suddenly flew towards his face by the wind.

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