Death Inquisitor

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Liu Minghui hurriedly put on his clothes. Just when he was about to get his wallet, he suddenly found a black invitation on his bedside table.

Liu Minghui felt his scalp numb, and his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, "Death...death notice!?"

He swallowed hard and retracted his outstretched hand bit by bit.

At this time, the death live broadcast room of Douyu Live was opened again.

As countless fans poured in, the screen lit up slightly, and a few lines of subtitles appeared on the screen: Crime

Liu Minghui, male, 32 years old, occupation: homeless.

Crime: Running an underground casino with bloody and violent methods. Seventy-one people died directly at his hands, and 372 people died indirectly at his hands...

When the screen turned on completely, Liu Minghui was already at the door of the room, about to open the door.

However, Liu Minghui suddenly felt someone pulling his arm from behind, making it impossible for him to open the door forcefully.

He looked back in panic, but there was no one in front of him.

This situation reminded him of the person he saw when he turned off the lights before.

The one who only appears when there is no light.

With cold sweat pouring from his forehead, Liu Minghui suddenly raised his leg without warning and kicked the air behind him.

Just as he thought, he kicked something. But the feeling was not like being kicked on a person, but more like being kicked on a steel plate.

"ah!"

Liu Minghui screamed, his feet slipped and he fell to the ground. He kept rubbing his toes with a look of pain on his face.

There was a bit of fear in his eyes, and he kept looking around, as if he was looking for something.

Now he hopes that he can see that "thing", because in this case, he should at least know how to escape from here.

He no longer thinks that the person he cannot see is a person.

If you can't even see that "thing", it's impossible to escape from here.

Just through the kick just now, Liu Minghui was now certain that he would never be the opponent of that "thing".

That means he just has to find a way to get rid of it.

Liu Minghui was rubbing his feet one second, and then suddenly slammed against the door the next second.

"Bang!"

Liu Minghui felt as if he had hit an iron plate. He was dizzy and uncomfortable due to the shock.

He staggered back several steps, his feet becoming weak.

He really couldn't stand this feeling anymore. If it continued like this, he felt that he would definitely not be able to break out of the room.

He has now received a death notice. If he can't even get out of this room, wouldn't he definitely die?

Thinking of this, Liu Minghui knew that he had to do this.

He carefully moved back two steps again, fumbled with his backhand, and after touching the switch, turned off the light without hesitation.

Once the room was dark and the moonlight outside the window shone down, Liu Minghui could see the thing standing at the door.

He didn't know if it was a "ghost". Logically speaking, if it was a ghost, he shouldn't be able to see it now.

He didn't believe there were ghosts in the world before, but after watching too many death live broadcasts, he began to believe it.

Now his mind was in a mess, and there was no logic left.

Liu Minghui knew now that if he could get out of this room, it would be a narrow escape.

If he couldn't get out of the room, he would be dead.

Although he was afraid, he wanted to continue living for himself. He was still staring at that thing, which was blocking his way out of the room.

He has not considered defeating that thing, but he must at least find a way to get rid of it.

The room he slept in was on the second floor, so jumping down wouldn't be a big problem. But he installed anti-theft bars on the windows and there was no way he could get out.

So his last option was the door.

Liu Minghui gritted his teeth, suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, then rushed towards the door as if he was crazy.

He looked at the thing and stood motionless at the door, as if he hadn't seen him.

Liu Minghui learned a lesson this time and chose to kick instead of kicking.

However, the thing didn't move at all after he kicked it. On the contrary, Liu Minghui took several steps back because he couldn't bear the force.

Judging from the current situation, it was impossible for him to rush out from the door.

Liu Minghui was a little annoyed, but there was nothing he could do.

He said with dull eyes: "Death Judge! What exactly do you want to do to me?"

Although the thing at the door didn't let him out, it didn't hurt him now.

Logically speaking, this should be considered a good thing, but Liu Minghui became even more uneasy.

He knew what kind of existence the Death Judge was. With the crimes he had committed, how could he be let go so easily now that he had been tried?

Not taking action now only means that there are other things waiting for him later.

Not knowing what he would face next made Liu Minghui feel anxious and frightened.

"ah!"

Suddenly feeling like he was punched in the stomach, Liu Minghui couldn't help but scream.

He hurriedly looked up and saw that the thing was still standing at the door, not moving at all.

In other words, it was not that "thing" that hit him just now.

Liu Minghui, who was not sure what was going on, looked around nervously.

But at this moment, he received another punch. This time Liu Minghui was absolutely sure that it was not that thing that hit him.

Because from beginning to end, it stood at the door and never moved at all.

The severe pain in his stomach made Liu Minghui's face turn purple, and he felt as if he had been hit twice with a hammer.

Liu Minghui waved his hands in a panic. He wanted to avoid being attacked again in this way.

But unfortunately, it is of no use.

Although he was looking ahead, this time he was grabbed from behind.

His clothes were torn apart, and five deep red blood marks appeared on his back.

Receiving such an impact, Liu Minghui leaned forward and pressed his hand on the desk lamp switch.

After the room lit up, the thing standing at the door disappeared, but another person appeared in front of him. ..

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