Death Inquisitor

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This kind of thing is easy for Dongfang Gauqiao. He has already thought about which bar he will go to to have a good time after getting the money.

Pull the information and modified pictures into a folder, compress them into a compressed package and send it out.

Within a few seconds, there was a "ding!" sound, and a mailbox awareness window popped up in the lower left corner of the screen.

The money has arrived again! Dongfang Gaoqiao clicked on the interface and was about to take out his mobile phone to confirm whether the amount was correct, but he was stunned by the scene on the screen.

Next in the email was a black picture with "Death Notice" written in five large yellow characters.

His whole body trembled, and he jumped up from his seat as if on pins and needles. The death notice disappeared from the screen not long after.

Dongfang Gaoqiao knew what he had just received. He was an avid fan of death live broadcasts, and he had to watch it on time even if he didn't make any money.

He didn't know if the Death Judge sent the wrong person or if there was some deviation. No matter how he thought about it, he was not "qualified" to be the protagonist in the live broadcast!

Pulling the mouse to reopen the email, Dongfang Gaoqiao confirmed that he had read it correctly, but he never saw the "death notice" again.

Helplessly, he could only slightly suppress the panic that was about to overflow at this moment, and forced out a smile and shouted loudly to the surroundings:

"Death Judge, are you confused? How do I qualify to be the protagonist in the live broadcast?"

After seeing so many things, he knew what kind of existence the Death Judge was. Just mentioning this name already made him tremble with fear, not to mention that he could talk to him directly now.

"You are right, and you will soon know why."

Ye Chen glanced at the screen and turned around to wipe away the remaining water droplets from his hair.

"Dongfang Gaoqiao, male, 26 years old, occupation: network technician."

"Crime: Using the technology opened by myself and my company to search for private information and arbitrarily tampering with the data. So far, a total of 33 people have suffered varying degrees of reputational and physical and mental damage. Twenty-eight of them committed suicide because they could not bear it. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of reading out the charges sounded. Originally, this could just be typed directly on the live broadcast screen, but since he didn't know, Ye Chen made a "special exception".

He just moved the keyboard, and those people had nothing to do with him. Dongfang Gaoqiao was surprised when he heard the crime and couldn't understand it at all.

And this is the first time I know that someone committed suicide because of this.

"I can't control them if they commit suicide, right? Why should I be responsible for what they do?"

Dongfang Gaoqiao was going crazy. He didn't expect that the work he was doing, which he "normally took care of just to earn a living", would actually lead to him being targeted by the Death Judge.

Really not on the conversation channel at all. Ye Chen stopped talking, and these people themselves didn't want to say a single punctuation mark.

Then enjoy it.

Because Dongfang Gaoqiao interacted better with other people in previous live broadcasts and was somewhat famous in the comment area, he was "selected" as the protagonist this time, making the audience more lively and excited than ever before.

"I'm afraid this kid's face is ashen now, hahaha."

"Yeah, I didn't expect him to be this kind of person behind his back!"

"What I hate most is the guy who casually kills other people. The Death Judge needs to give him a good punishment!"

...

Dongfang Gaoqiao felt suddenly dizzy, unable to control his body at all, and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I found myself lying on the bed.

Looking around, nothing seems to have changed, and there is a dull pain in the back of my head. How come I am lying on the bed, as if I just fell over...

If the live broadcast has already started, then everything you see now is what is in the live broadcast, so you can only leave your questions in the hands of the Death Judge.

He patted his head and walked towards the door. Out of his desire for survival, Dongfang Gaoqiao refused to admit that he was going to die in the end. Instead, he was thinking about how to escape.

Afraid of encountering any accidents in the elevator, Dongfang Gauqiao chose to take the stairs. He was on the third floor, and it didn't take him long to reach the first floor.

Although it was only about eleven o'clock, there were basically no people in the community.

Go find security! No matter what, the fighting ability is stronger than mine, right? !

Fortunately, I still have some contact with the security guard. The people on duty tonight have had drinks with him. If the situation is explained clearly, the latter will definitely protect him.

Just as he turned the corner, he saw someone walking out of the security booth. Dongfang Gaoqiao was so excited that he immediately shouted over there: "Brother! Brother!"

The tall man in blue security uniform heard the distant shouts and stopped and looked over.

"Brother, someone is going to attack me tonight..."

Just as he was about to speak, Dongfang Gauqiao's attention was attracted by something the tall man was holding.

"Hey what is that?"

Dongfang Gauqiao had a good relationship with the tall man, so he took the things over.

It was a newspaper, but it was already yellow and felt a little weathered to the touch. It didn't look like a recent newspaper.

"Where did you find the old newspaper? It looks a bit old?"

Oriental gaucho wants to find the newspaper

The release date, but I haven’t seen it yet.

When he didn't hear the reply, Dongfang Gaoqiao raised his head and saw that the tall man was looking at him with wide eyes.

That expression looked like he had seen something terrible.

"What's wrong with you? It's really..."

At this time, I caught a glimpse of a picture in the corner of my eye. The color on it made it immediately distinguishable from the surroundings, which was very eye-catching.

The picture shows a man lying on the bed in a bedroom, and there is a report about it next to it.

"Didn't you already..." a year ago?

The tall Gulu swallowed hard and moved back step by step.

"do you died?!"

The last three words were squeezed out of my throat with great difficulty.

Dongfang Gauqiao could roughly understand why the tall man looked at him with such an expression. According to the report, the bedroom belonged to him, and the man who collapsed in it was him.

He is already dead?

The hands holding the newspaper were trembling. Dongfang Gaoqiao kept blinking, unable to believe what he was seeing.

"Mr. Gao, where did you get this newspaper?"

Dongfang Gaoqiao suppressed the fear in his heart and tried to speak in a voice that could still be heard clearly.

If I had known earlier, I would not agree to change shifts with others tonight. The tall man wanted to run but did not dare to run now, for fear that the Oriental Gauqiao in front of him would pounce on him. ..

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