I'm not a drama god

No one knew what Han Meng saw from Chen Ling when he used [Judgment of Priestly Sin];

No one knows what Han Meng was struggling with in the long minutes before he said Chen Ling was innocent...

The scarlet master of the abyss who mocks ghosts, the king of formlessness who plays with fate. When Han Meng said this, Chen Ling knew that he had seen through his true self.

The final trial result was beyond Chen Ling's expectations...

"Chen Ling is not guilty."

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly.

There was no relief in his eyes, nor was there any satisfaction in clearing his name. He stared at Han Meng and spoke again:

"Not guilty? Are you sure?"

As soon as these words were uttered, Jian Changsheng and the other two, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, were dumbfounded.

Jian Changsheng's sealed mouth made a whimpering sound. He stared at Chen Ling with a look that said, "Are you a cheapskate?" The chief judge of the trial declared you not guilty and was going to let you go, but you jumped out and questioned the result of the trial?!

Are you happy only if you are dismembered like Huang He just now? ! !

Chen Ling never considered herself a "good person".

Since he stepped onto the stage, he has done many things that would be judged as "evil" by the law... He killed the members of the Ukrainian Society who came to hunt him down, and he killed ordinary people who framed and insulted him... In order to meet audience expectations and complete those damn performances, he has lied and instigated... In the heart of Chen Ling, who has the memories before "time travel", the guilt brought by morality has long been accumulated in his heart.

Perhaps because of the "audience", his empathy was weakened and his sense of guilt was suppressed, but deep down, Chen Ling did not think that he was a good person with flawless behavior...

He was just numb.

Han Meng didn't expect that Chen Ling would actually refute his innocence. His frown became tighter and tighter...

"'Chen Ling' is not guilty." Han Meng repeated the verdict.

"This is not my personal opinion, but the final conclusion of 'justice'... In addition, I hope you understand that 'justice' is not 'law'. In different times and in the hands of different people, 'justice' is not the same."

Chen Ling fell into silence.

Han Meng had no intention of continuing to explain. The [Trial Court] folded around him, and all the surrounding scenes faded into nothingness. The entire court was also separated from the independent space and returned to the unfinished building...

Those reporters who had already been frightened did not want to stay any longer. They hurriedly stood up and rushed out of the unfinished building, looking like they had been reborn. Only a few brave ones gritted their teeth and turned back, first compiling everything that had just happened into a manuscript and then running out desperately.

Jian Changsheng only felt his body lighten, and the force that was sealing his mouth disappeared. He glanced at the black-clothed figure not far away, cursed a few words under his breath, and ran towards Chen Ling with the other two.

"Hongxin, how do you feel?" Sun Bumian looked carefully at Chen Ling, who was covered in blood.

"Just a little hurt."

Chen Ling looked down at the broken body without caring, "This is nothing... but having your limbs controlled is always a hassle. If it's not resolved quickly, I'm worried that I'll run around again soon."

"You just need to die once, right?"

Jian Changsheng's eyes lit up again and he began to roll up his sleeves excitedly, as if he couldn't wait any longer.

"...Wait a minute." Chen Ling held him down with a strange expression, "You guys can't kill me in seconds. If you beat me badly, it will be harder for me to die..."

"Um... too?"

"What are you going to do?"

Chen Ling's eyes passed through Jian Changsheng and the other two and locked onto the man in the black windbreaker who was standing silently not far away.

Han Meng didn't seem to understand what the three were saying. His brows were slightly furrowed. When he saw Chen Ling suddenly looking at him, his eyes revealed confusion...

He pondered for a moment,

"What do you need me to do?"

"It's very simple." Chen Ling pointed to his head, "Shoot here, don't use ordinary bullets, use a powerful one."

Han Meng:? ? ?

After such a long time, when the old friends met again, the first thing Chen Ling asked was to shoot himself in the head.

Han Meng doesn't understand...

During the time he was buried in the Aurora Base, had the outside world become so crazy?

Han Meng stared at him for a long time, confirming that Chen Ling was not joking, and his expression gradually became serious:

"……you sure?"

"Sure." Chen Ling nodded heavily, "Hurry up, or we'll be in trouble soon."

Han Meng:......

Han Meng hesitated for half a second, but still chose to believe Chen Ling. He pulled out his gun and pointed it at Chen Ling's head. The aura of the leader of [Judgment] began to spread around... Jian Changsheng and the other two immediately stepped back more than ten steps, fearing that they would be splashed by the debris from Chen Ling's explosion.

But it turns out that they thought too much.

When Han Meng pulled the trigger, the force of deconstruction directly penetrated half of Chen Ling's body. There was no explosion or splash. His flesh and blood seemed to melt in an instant and disappeared into nothingness.

The seventh-order pressure, along with the whimpering cold wind, dissipated in the unfinished building. The fluttering clothes of Jian Changsheng and the other two finally fell off. They stared intently at Chen Ling, who was left with only half of his body, falling straight back...

boom--

Chen Ling's body fell to the ground.

Han Meng put down his gun and stared at Chen Ling's remains in a daze, his eyes still full of confusion.

Jian Changsheng blinked and suddenly shouted mischievously:

"Great! You actually killed Chen Ling!!"

Han Meng: ????? ?????

Han Meng's expression changed instantly. He stared at the half corpse, as if even his thoughts had stopped... Blue veins popped out from his neck, and his whole body was extremely stiff.

"He lied to you, Commander Han Meng." Sun Bumian rolled his eyes, "Don't worry... Hong Xin won't die so easily."

Han Meng's expression finally relaxed a little. He glared at Jian Changsheng, then looked at Chen Ling again.

Time passes minute by minute...

Finally, the only remaining half of Chen Ling's body suddenly moved, and the gap in flesh and blood that had been melted began to grow flesh and blood at an extremely fast speed!

……

Dengdengdeng-

Familiar spotlights lit up one after another from above her head, and Chen Ling opened her eyes hazily.

The man in the red robe slowly stood up from the stage. He glanced at the densely packed scarlet eyes of the "audience" below the stage, with an extremely calm expression...

Chen Ling now knows that she was originally one of them. Looking at the full house of audiences, her mood has changed... It is no longer the initial fear, nor the later fear, nor the pure hostility.

He was wearing a bright red stage robe, standing with his head held high and his chest puffed out under the spotlight, like a calm and composed winner, looking down at a group of prisoners full of hostility.

"I know you all want to replace me."

Chen Ling said calmly, "But one day, I will completely control you. There can only be one 'Chen Ling' in this world... and that is me."