Death Inquisitor

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Ouyang Zicao tried his best to suppress his breathing, his whole face was wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, and cold sweat and hot sweat mixed together, making his clothes wet.

The temperature gradually dropped, and he began to shiver uncontrollably. The cold wind whizzed past his head in waves. Ouyang Zicao's nerves that were originally relaxed were completely tense at this time.

It's early summer now, it's not too hot, but such a cold wind obviously shouldn't happen.

Ouyang Zicao vaguely felt that another person was walking into the factory, but he was not absolutely sure whether it was the thing that followed him before, but judging from the current situation, the possibility was not small.

"Da da……"

Ouyang Zicao was shocked. The footsteps he heard were not very heavy, but in this quiet night, he could have heard the sound of a pin dropping, let alone the footsteps.

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Ouyang Zicao wanted to poke his head to see if it was the thing that was following him before, but he didn't have the courage. He always felt that the thing that was following him was not a good thing. , if discovered, it would probably kill him.

He didn't know why his thoughts changed so quickly. Maybe it was because of fear, or some other reason.

Now Ouyang Zicao didn't feel confident at all. He was extremely nervous and swallowed hard. He didn't know what to do for a while.

The footsteps gradually approached, and Ouyang Zicao, who still had a sense of luck, resisted and did not rush out.

But the footsteps were still approaching, and I prayed in my heart that the headless thing would never find me. Ouyang Zicao's eyes were a little red.

If he was really discovered, he didn't know what would happen next.

But his prayers didn't seem to have any effect. The owner of the footsteps seemed to be sure that Ouyang Zicao was here, and walked towards his position step by step without stopping.

The voice was like the King of Hell urging orders, which made Ouyang Zicao extremely frightened and uneasy.

"clatter……"

The footsteps stopped, but Ouyang Zicao became more nervous. Because he could judge with certainty that the owner of the footsteps was behind him, behind the cardboard box that obscured his figure.

Although the two-meter-high cardboard box provided him with a hiding place, it also blocked Ouyang Zicao's sight, so at this time Ouyang Zicao didn't know who the other party was and what he was doing.

Carefully moving his position, Ouyang Zicao didn't make a sound. He adjusted his body to the best possible escape position, and then got ready to rush out.

"Young man, why are you still here so late?"

As this old voice appeared behind Ouyang Zicao, a flashlight beam also shone down.

Ouyang Zicao was startled, and then turned his head. The light of the flashlight made him unable to open his eyes. However, he could still vaguely see a figure standing on top of the two-meter-high cardboard box at this time.

Ouyang Zicao was sure that what he heard just now was indeed a human voice, so he did not run away immediately, but he still remained extremely vigilant.

He covered his eyes with his hands, squinted his eyes, and asked, "Who are you?" His voice was slightly off, obviously because he was so frightened before.

The old figure did not answer his words, but continued to repeat his question: "Young man, why are you still here so late?"

Ouyang Zicao stood up slowly and took a few steps back. At this time, the old man also realized that his flashlight had caught Ouyang Zicao's eyes, so he dimmed the flashlight. Ouyang Zicao's eyes gradually adapted to such light.

"Old man, I'm not a bad person, I just encountered something, so I'm hiding here."

While talking, Ouyang Zicao also saw clearly the old man's appearance.

The silver hair on his head and the wrinkles on his face revealed the age of this old man, who was at least sixty years old. He was wearing camouflage uniforms that had turned white after washing. As for some details, Ouyang Zicao couldn't see clearly because of the light.

The old man coughed dryly first, and then asked: "What happened to you? Do you want me to call the police for you?"

"Okay...no need..."

Ouyang Zicao originally wanted to call the police, but gave up the idea after a second thought. In his current situation, if he really calls the police, all his previous criminal records will definitely be uncovered, and his execution will be inevitable.

Besides, even if you call the police, you may not be able to escape the death penalty. The longer he stayed here, the more Ouyang Zicao felt that his date was in danger. There's no telling what might happen.

He knew this very well. After thinking for a while, he said to the old man: "Uncle, can you lend me your mobile phone? I want to make a call."

There was no signal on his cell phone, so he paid his attention to the old man. In his opinion, the reason why his mobile phone has no signal is just because he accepted the death trial. This is the method of the death judge.

But if it were someone else, that wouldn't necessarily be the case.

"Hey, that's really embarrassing." The old man said as he slowly climbed down the ladder behind the carton. Ouyang Zicao only noticed it at this time

, on the other side of the carton, there is also a ladder set up.

This is also a normal thing. Otherwise, it would be obviously impossible for this old man to climb such a high cardboard box even though he is already quite old.

After coming down, the old man continued: "I came here to patrol tonight. I was afraid that someone would steal the remaining cardboard boxes. I was in a hurry to go out, so I forgot to bring my mobile phone."

"So that's it..." Ouyang Zicao couldn't hide the disappointment on his face. He originally expected to borrow a mobile phone, but unexpectedly, in the end, he was still trying to fetch water from a bamboo basket.

The old man walked up to Ouyang Zicao, looked at the embarrassed Ouyang Zicao, and couldn't help but asked in confusion: "Young man, what happened to you? Looking at you like this... I'm afraid you owe someone money, right?"

Ouyang Zicao nodded and admitted without thinking. He would not explain clearly at this time what made him like this.

He didn't know whether the old man knew about the death trial, and if he really got to the bottom of it, he couldn't explain it clearly, so he simply admitted it. ..

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