Death Inquisitor

"Hahaha, finally came in in advance!"

"It's not easy, thank the brothers who send news, otherwise, this time I have to miss it."

"I don't know who is trial today, watching the news on the Internet, it seems to be a psychiatric patient?"

"Upstairs, you are stupid? Psychiatric patient, judge the Employment of the Old General Assembly? This is a pretending mental illness!"

"Just, too much hate, mentally killing does not break the law, this is a hate, and some people still have to kill people, they will become mental illnesses."

"The same feeling, he is paralyzed, I have seen a few reports before, and I don't have to look at the end. I know that the result is mentally ill."

"Hey, these garbage, encounter the judge, wait for death!"

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"+10086"

"Kill them!"

At this time, there was a row of words suddenly appeared in the live intercourse of the original dark death trial.

"Name, Zhao Feixiong, gender, male, age, 26 years old."

Crime: murder, camouflage mental illness.

Trial execution time, 10 o'clock in the evening.

Name, Gao Fei, Gender, Male, Age, 25 years old.

Crime: murder, camouflage mental illness.

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"Eighteen people? Lying! Is this 18 pretending mental illnesses?"

"Yes, 18, that is, at least 18 people have innocently killed, 18 families ...."

"Follow him, these people! Damn!"

public security bureau

Cao Fei entered a live broadcast between the moment when the death trial opened.

After seeing the live screen of the death trial, after the list of displayed, Cao Fei was first, and then the brow was wrinkled, and the opening said:

"There are two people not here!"

"The two people are not afraid of death?" Mu Yunyun was reminded by Cao Fei, and found this, not helpful, said.

"I feel, they are more afraid to come to the police station." Jiang Hao said at this time.

"Do a thief." Wang Hao said.

"The death trial is now the beginning, and the two people are not willing to come, we can't force it." Cao Fei's long exhaled tone, and said.

At this time, the live broadcast of the death trial, the picture suddenly changed.

A typical Western town suddenly appeared in the picture.

Desolate, no one is like a ghost town.

Studio.

"I am going, this is the style, I will give 100 praises."

"How do this look at a cool feeling."

"This live broadcast is changed again."

"Hey, it is not allowed to tell the official boss to use different ways, trial those villains."

The live broadcast of the death trial is turned on at the moment of the clock point ten o'clock.

Magic, a villa.

Zhao Fei Xiong looked at the live picture, and the whole body was not stopped.

In his room, he saw his name appeared on that row, that moment, his heart rapidly beat.

He almost shouted, "I am really mentally ill.".

However, he didn't shout, because his bedroom was sitting in a group of monks.

The monk is being read.

They are sorghum that Zhao Feikhan is expensive.

In addition to monk, there are many things in the bedroom of Zhao Fei, evil spirits, evil spirits.

What is in papers, garlic, Buddha, cross, black dog blood, glutinous rice, peach wood sword.

It seems that these things can bring security in Zhao Feixiong.

The death trial begins. . . for. . . Why do I have the first one. . .

Zhao Fei Xiong fierce, because the live screen is displayed, it is his room.

Do not! I don't want to die! Don't!

Zhao Fei Xiong cleared the peach and swords, and the heart was extremely afraid.

He looked at the monk in the house, I want to call them a little bit, but it is in the moment of Zhao Fei Xiong.

The monk just watching, got there, just so suddenly.

A chilly instant is rising from the back of Zhao Feixiong, and then immediately rushes his brain.

people. . . People. . . .

Zhao Fei Xiong finished Baba, fierce discovery, not only the monk is not seen, even if he is now in the room is not right.

Here, it is not his room!

This room was very broken, and the floor was laid on the ground, the room was very quiet, quiet and terrible.

It's not yet, the room has changed, and a senseless fear is instantly pouring the heart of Zhao Feixiong.

"Help!" A frightened scream came from Zhao Fei Xiong's mouth.

" " came.

The door of the room suddenly opened!

Zhao Fei Xiong was not secret, and the nervous twist should look.

In the next second, his pupil fierce, and then a screaming: "No! Don't come over!"

I saw that an old man took a little girl's hand, and the two eyes stared at Zhao Fei Xiong. Step by step, step toward Zhao Fei Xiong.

Zhao Feixiong's two eyes suddenly stunned, he was afraid of it, because the old man, there is a little girl, is the old one who is life-being killed.

But now, they appear in front of Zhao Fei Xiong, both eyes have no feelings, stare at him.

"Go away! Go away!" Zhao Fei Xiong was a scream.

At this time, the picture suddenly changed.

After reading the sound, the room also returned to his room.

When Zhao Fei Xiong suddenly stayed, he took care of his legs. After the pain appeared, Zhao Fei Xiong suddenly loosened.

"Illusion, it was an illusion ..." Zhao Feixiong just made a breath, this is not finished.

A squat suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, faced with him, eyes on the eyes.

Zhao Fei Xiong's cold hair suddenly exploded, and he did not hesitate to go back a few steps.

Illusion! It is definitely an illusion!

Zhao Feixiong closed his eyes and shake his head. He didn't want to see someone who stared at him at all.

Because this person is he hit, then there is a living person who killed.

However, when Zhao Fei Xiong opened his eyes, the old man did not disappear, not only the old man did not disappear, the little girl also appeared.

An old, holding hands, staring at Zhao Fei Xiong.

All of their eyes are white, very horrible, scary, but this pair of eyes are dead, staring at Zhao Feixiong.

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