"You guys! What do you want to do! I want to call the police! Call the police!" The middle-aged fat man shouted in horror and took out his mobile phone while shouting.

"You call the police? Do you know that the police are looking for the murderer who killed the girl?" Ye Chen narrowed his eyes before asking.

Ye Chen's voice was not loud, but it was very clear, but only the middle-aged fat man heard it by himself, and no one else heard Ye Chen say anything.

"Nani!" The fat man opened his eyes sharply, then shivered with a chill.

"Ouni sauce?" the young Japanese woman asked when she saw this.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The middle-aged fat man hurriedly bowed down to the women's clothing and the waiter and apologized. After that, he took out a ladle of money from the wallet and handed it respectfully to the woman and the waiter.

"I don't want it." After a moment's stun, the woman's clothes and the waiter shook his head.

She didn't pick up the money. The middle-aged fat man glanced at Ye Chen, then put the money on the table, then bowed to Ye Chen, and hurriedly left the five-star hotel with the young Japanese woman.

"His, what's going on? Why did this stupid apologize suddenly?" asked one of the five young men who came over.

"You ask me, who do I ask, this time, if you want to repair him, it's not easy to shoot." One person said with pain.

"Man, you're not bad. The first one to stand up is the Chinese man!" One came to Ye Chen, patted Ye Chen's shoulder, and said with a smile.

"You are not bad." Ye Chen smiled slightly and said.

"Huh? Zhao Liying? I'm going! Dude, you are awesome, and want to ask you to drink, forget it, we'll withdraw first." One person saw Zhao Liying on the side, suddenly stunned, then looked at Ye Chen and said.

Ye Chen smiled slightly, but didn't explain anything, and the five young men left here.

At this time, Ye Chen looked at the restaurant manager with a blank face on the side. Shen Sheng said: "It's right to be smooth, but you can't have a bottom line or a conscience. First of all, you are a Chinese and you can do it yourself."

Ye Chen finished looking at Zhao Liying, and said, "I'm going out for a walk, you eat it first."

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Zhao Liying asked.

"No." Ye Chen smiled slightly, then turned around and left. After coming to the side, Ye Chen paid directly and left the five-star hotel.

The difference between night and magic in the capital is not too big, but the atmosphere gives two feelings.

Ye Chen walked on the streets of Beijing, squinting at the big screen that only he could see.

The trial begins with these people. . . . .

Beijing, somewhere in the shop.

The bald boss in his fifties turned away the customer with a smile, and then bowed his head to sort out the goods.

When he was about to put the crooked drink on the shelf straight, a black invitation letter appeared in his sight.

The black invitation letter exudes a cold atmosphere, with five big red letters on it.

Death notice!

"Nani!" the shop owner suddenly shouted in shock.

Just after shouting, the shop owner hurriedly covered his mouth, then looked around and found that there was no one in the store, he was relieved, and then hurriedly closed the store door, hurried home on the battery car.

Outside the kiosk, customers who often come to buy things suddenly find that the kiosk is closed, shook their heads one by one, and then went to a supermarket farther away.

The shop owner's home.

Back to the shop owner at home, he gloomyly took out the black invitation letter.

After being silent for a moment, he tore open the black invitation and then took out a piece of paper inside. After opening, his eyes shrank sharply.

Death notice:

Yamamoto Kishi: Male, 53 years old, native of the island.

Crime: Spy, 35 years of coming to China, sending all kinds of secret information for the island country, totaling 13,000 copies.

The strong woman killed 8 people, including 3 minors. After the murder, the corpse was crushed and buried under the pomegranate tree in the small courtyard.

Trial execution time: 8 pm.

Executor: death judge.

"Impossible! Why! Why would my secret be known!" Yamamoto Kishi said with a frightened expression.

After he finished speaking, he looked at the pomegranate tree outside the window. It was the place where his strong woman killed and buried his body.

What he did was secret, he eliminated all the evidence, and that was 30 years ago.

And he is a spy, it is impossible for anyone to know.

If anyone knows, for sure the first time, there will be a police officer to arrest him, instead of receiving a death notice and writing all his secrets on it.

Who is the death judge? The mysterious power of this country? Or does it exist like a superhero in American legend?

Yamamoto Kishi raised his eyebrows, he was a spy, and from the moment he became a spy, he put his life and death away.

He has no panic now, only contemplation, he wants to determine what exactly this death judge has.

He thought of the Internet, and then he turned on the computer and began searching for the death judge.

Unsurprisingly, the news of the death magistrate was blocked, but there are still many places on the internet to talk about the death magistrate.

When he read the information of the death magistrate for a long time, he took a breath of cold air.

"No! I can't go! I'm going to meet this death judge! He must have super technology beyond this era! If the empire can get this technology, it will certainly stand on top of the world!" Thought fanatically.

Beijing, the island embassy.

"Ogawara, you should go back to your country. You have a strong woman who has worked as a female student. Although you are an embassy and have diplomatic immunity, you should go back and avoid it." The island ambassador looked at a fat young man. Said sadly.

"Bagayalu! I have diplomatic immunity, and they can't arrest me! What are they afraid of? What's more, she said that I am a strong woman, I'll be a strong woman? Idiot! I can tell her to do a strong woman! Do you understand? "

"Understand, understand, it's Cassie, Ogawa's father, Okawa, and you are called back home..." The island ambassador wiped the spit on the forehead and said.

"Ba Ga!" the young fat man shouted angrily, turned and slapped on the table.

The next second, he froze in place, he saw a black invitation letter under his hand.

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