Death Inquisitor

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"No, it's not a ghost. If it is, it's impossible for the soul detector to detect it." Cao Fei shook his head and said.

"What kind of ability is this? Actually..." Liu Jian frowned and asked.

"If you know what ability it is, then the death judge will not be so difficult to deal with..." Cao Fei sighed, and then said.

"Then today's arrangement is in vain again?" Hu Rihua said a little tangled.

"Go to the conference room!" Director Ding said with a somewhat unsightly expression.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and then followed Director Ding to the conference room.

After so many arrangements were made, all of them became decorations at once, and Director Ding would naturally not feel good in his heart.

Even Cao Fei, Mu Yunyun, Hu Rihua and others felt awkward.

This is called giving up.

What's even more depressing is that even if the death judge didn't show up, not even a ghost appeared.

This makes people feel very disappointed.

Of course, except for one person, Liang Yin.

She originally disapproved of arresting death judges, but these arrests of death judges ended in failure, so Liang Yin naturally wouldn't be embarrassed.

From the cheerfulness of her humming, it is not difficult to see that she is in a good mood.

Of course, Liang Yin's admiration for the death judge was purely adoration, and there was no love between men and women.

Her heart had already been firmly grasped by Ye Chen.

Silent Hill, a quiet town.

It was shrouded in fog, and the sky was covered with white dust, falling to the ground like snowflakes.

It was empty, very quiet, very peaceful.

Suddenly, eighteen people who kept screaming and wailing appeared here, breaking the tranquility of the town.

"Don't! Don't kill me!"

"Help! Help!"

"Help me, there are ghosts, there are ghosts."

. . . . . .

Zhao Feixiong, who was swaying wildly with the peach wood sword, was stunned when he heard someone screaming, and then opened his eyes.

The next second, Zhao Feixiong froze and stammered: "This... Where is this place?"

At this time, eighteen people came back to their senses one after another, and found that the ghost was gone, Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and then was shocked.

"This is where?"

"Is this the underworld?"

. . . . . .

Studio.

"Isn't this the town where the live broadcast started?"

"Fuck, really, is this a real place?"

"Impossible, there is no such town in our country."

"Hahaha, these idiots are all here. I don't know how the boss will be punished for a while."

"No matter what the punishment is, they cannot be told to leave this town alive."

public security bureau.

"Where is this?" Director Ding frowned as he watched the live broadcast of the death trial.

"Could it be the same as the alien space created by the female ghost yesterday?" Hu Rihua hesitated for a moment, then said.

"If that's the case, don't even think about going to the death judge." Jiang Hao glanced at Director Ding and said.

"I don't think it's possible, because it's too real..." Wang Hao frowned and said.

Cao Fei frowned, but didn't say anything.

The magic capital, Ye Chen's residence.

Looking at the big screen that he could only watch by himself, Ye Chen's eyes flashed a cold light.

All together, then. . . . . let's start. . . . .

silent Hill.

The originally quiet Silent Hill suddenly sounded an alarm.

The town that was filled with gray suddenly turned red.

Zhao Feixiong, Gao Fei and the others were all startled.

"Ghost...Is the ghost going to appear again?" said one person in shock.

"No... no... there are monsters..." One person stammered.

At this moment, in the thick fog in the distance, there was the sound of Xixi Susuo.

It's not loud, but in this quiet town, it's extraordinarily cautious.

A figure appeared in the thick fog and walked towards Zhao Feixiong and others.

Getting closer, getting closer.

Zhao Feixiong and the others retreated in fright.

They had encountered ghosts before, and now they were caught in this strange and desolate town, how could they not be afraid.

"Sell... Bingtang gourd..." A crisp cry reached the ears of Zhao Feixiong and others.

"Grass! I thought it was a ghost, but I didn't expect it to be a seller of candied haws." One person spat fiercely and said angrily.

"Yes, I'm scared to death, I thought there was a ghost again." One person patted his heart and said with lingering fears.

"Selling candied haws, how did you get here? Are you also mentally ill?" one person shouted loudly.

"No...no...he...he doesn't...not..." One person's pupils shrank suddenly, and then stammered.

It's just that before he finished speaking, the figure in the thick fog came out, revealing his true face.

After Zhao Feixiong and others saw the man selling candied haws,

Taking a breath, he took a few steps backwards.

The man who came out of the thick fog had a deep hole in his neck, leaned his head slantingly on his shoulders, and stared straight at Zhao Feixiong and the others with two black eyes without a trace of white.

That's scary enough.

And the stick that he was carrying was very thick wrapped in cotton cloth and used to insert candied haws. Instead of candied haws, the sticks were human parts.

Ears, eyes, nose, mouth, brain, intestines, fingers, toes. . . . . . .

"Do you want to buy candied haws?" the man asked with a grin.

It's good that he didn't open his mouth. When he opened his mouth, a large piece of maggots crawled out of his mouth. Zhao Feixiong and the others were chilled.

"No...don't buy it..." One man's pupils suddenly widened and he stammered.

"Don't buy?" The man suddenly let out a shrill scream, his face instantly turned hideous, and then he took out a pig-killing knife from his back.

"This...this...this is mine...my..." One person saw this, his eyes widened sharply, and he stammered.

"If you don't buy it, you will die!" the man selling the candied haws screamed sternly.

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