Death Inquisitor

"Master, save me ..." Zhao Fei Xiong screamed.

However, the monks disappeared again, and the room has also become a shabby room that stacked thick and dust.

"" sound.

Zhao Fei Xiongard has saved the mouth, and then said that it is very nervous:

"I .... I ... I am not .. deliberate .. deliberate ...."

Old people, little girls, looked at each other, showing the appearance of , look at Zhao Feixiong.

Step by step, step toward Zhao Fei Xiong.

That feels like it is to swallow the same.

"Don't! Don't come over!" Zhao Feixiong screamed, the peach wood sword waving.

At this moment, a slap slap in the head of Zhao Feixiong, and grabbed Zhao Feixiong's head.

In the next second, the live broadcast picture became a house of Zhao Feiiong.

As before, the monk closed his eyes, and there was no change in the furnishings in the room. The only change is.

Zhao Fei Xiong is gone!

public security bureau.

Looking at Cao Fei, a live trial, two eyes fierce.

No, this time I feel unsatisfactory. . . . . .

"This .... this is what is going on .... How the environment has changed ....." Mu Yunyun was suddenly a big hand, scared a hop, and some tense said.

"What reacts in the soul detector?" Cao Fei's brow wrinkled, hurriedly looked at Hu Rihua and asked.

"No, there is no abnormal magnetic field, and there is no soul." Hu Jihua looked at the computer and shook his head.

"Cao Fei, this feeling seems to be nothing ....." Liu Jian said at this time.

"Yesterday's death trial, there was a ghost, the ghost grabbed Sun Tao .... Cut into a special space, this time there is also a ghost ..... There is also something to take Zhao Fei Xiong, but, Zhao Feixiong did not be taken away, the environment changed, this feeling is not the same ..... "Cao Fei's brow locked, muttered.

"Soon! The live broadcast of death is changed!" Mu Yunyun suddenly said.

I saw that the live picture was transferred to a rental room.

There is a face that is shameless, curled up in the corner, and a young man who is not stopping.

Hu Sihua, the knockdown of the keyboard, after a moment, Hu Shuhua said:

He called Gao Fei. Two years ago, the nail households who were reluctant to demolition for a real estate company, and one of them had a conflict, killing male households, hitting a female house owner, and the two children of the household were also by him. ...... "

Hu Shuhua said that his face suddenly changed.

"The result is that he became mentally patient patients?" Liang Yin slammed his mouth and disdain.

"Well, he was identified as a mental illness." Hu Rihua deeply took a deep breath and said.

"This scum, why he will be identified as mental illness, there is absolutely problem with it!" Mu Yunyun changed, and he said.

At this time, Ding Director got over and said:

"Well, this is the time to stop discussing, all of the spirit, death sentence, will take these people at any time, this time, no matter how it is successful!"

"Sliced, he is invincible, I am sure, this time I am preparing so much, it is useless." Liang Yin slammed his mouth and said.

"No matter what is useless, this is also a chance. He has killed a lot of people. He can't call him to continue to kill. Even if he killed a criminal, he is the death of the death, he has no power to kill these people!" Ding Director The brow is wrinkled, and the post will be said.

Liang Yin is very simply, directly tearing a piece of potato chips, and eat it.

Ding Director slightly, and then helpless sigh.

"Cao Fei, the live broadcast of death trial, this feeling is not very strong, you call a few people to those who are mentally patient, or I feel the problem." Ding Director looked at Cao Fei at this time. .

"There is a soul detector in the police officers. As long as there is a ghost, the first time will be detected, even if the police go in, there is not much effect." Cao said sighed, and then said.

"You said, this time I have not been the same before?" Ding Director heard here, suddenly surprised, hurriedly asked.

"Currently, it is still not judged, but this possibility has been half ....." Cao Fei frowned, finished, and he looked at the live broadcast of death trial.

Magic, some rental room.

High flying hit into the corner, the body kept, the mouth, the tears, the sorrows.

At 10 o'clock in 3 minutes, his fear lasted for 3 minutes.

He really did not dare to go to the police station. He was afraid that his real situation was investigated by the police, so waiting for him to be executed.

He doesn't want to die, really don't want to die.

He has heard that others say that the death sentence never murdered.

So he made a decision, continuing to install mental patients, and it is very similar.

He hopes that it can be called death sentence to give up his trial him, because he is really a "mental patient".

At 10 o'clock, he began to camouflage, I will hip hop, I will cry, that is, like a psychiatric patient.

However, even if so, the heart of the flying is fearful.

Three minutes, I am nothing. . . . Did I succeed? . . . . Did the death sentence not tried me? . . . .

Gao Fei has thought of this, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.

He appeared in a dim light bathroom.

The arrangement here is simple, a toilet, a toilet, a bathtub.

Gao Fei, and the post is not secret.

This is where. . . . .

Gao Fei's cold hair exploded.

It's too surprising, he is clear in the rental room, why did you get to the bathroom, and it is not his bathroom to rent a room.

At this moment, a man appeared on the edge of the toilet, two full-white eyes, staring at the flying.

Gao Fei's pupil fierce, cold is not close to the cold, tremble.

He recognized it, this is the male houseman who kills.

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