Death Inquisitor

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"Ding, the trial is completed, Murakami Fuuta, the fear value is 213, and the despair value is 267.

Yamamoto Shuichi has a fear value of 378 and a despair value of 406.

…

Xu Changsheng has a fear value of 749 and a despair value of 827. "

"Under comprehensive evaluation..."

"Ding, Death Judge Ye Chen has received a B+ rating! Reward points are 1.46 million, cash is 189 million, and B-level raffle tickets*4!"

“Use the raffle ticket!”

"Ding, congratulations to the master for obtaining the skill Palm Immortal Technique, the Green Lotus Sword Song Sutra, the mortal level inheritance of the Wine Immortal, and the best spiritual stone*1!"

Palm Senjutsu: In the world of Naruto, the advanced medical ninjutsu created by Senju Tsunade Hime has a good therapeutic effect.

Qinglian Sword Song Sutra: In a parallel world of cultivation on Earth, it was created by Li Taibai, the swordsman of the Tang Dynasty. It is a classic of swordsmanship and sword control.

The mortal level inheritance of the Brewmaster: The knowledge passed down by the Heavenly Brewmaster before he became an immortal is enough to brew the immortal brew on earth.

The best spiritual stone: Master, if you are of no use, please give it to Xiaoshu as a snack, thank you! "

Ye Chen vomited blood, I wiped it, what happened to the last sentence? Xiaoshu, come out!

It's really amazing that she has learned to act cute like this.

But thinking about it, he still accepted the four rewards.

Although the Palm Immortal Technique is a bit useless, sometimes there is no need to waste recovery potions, so it still has a certain value.

As for the Green Lotus Sword Song Sutra, although it is not of a high level, it can be used as a secret book of enlightenment for Ye Chen who has a good sword but does not know how to use it at all.

As for the latter two, just ignore them, they are of little use anyway.

Out of habit, Ye Chen asked Xiao Shu to open the portal and then stepped in.

Only when he arrived at his home in Beijing did he react suddenly.

He left home early before, but there was a reason!

Thinking of those curious eyes, Ye Chen felt a little numb.

But when he took a closer look, he found that the little maid had no intention of paying attention to him at this moment.

A man was sitting on the sofa with his chin in his hands, staring at the TV that was playing in a daze.

"Mengmeng, what's wrong?" Seeing the little maid's look, Ye Chen subconsciously asked.

Then I realized that the other party was just a robot...

The little maid Mengmeng turned around when she heard the voice, her eyes looking a little dim.

But he still stood up and bowed to Ye Chen: "Master, you are back."

Clearly not very interested.

This look stunned Ye Chen.

Is this really a robot? Why... does it feel like she is unhappy?

"Master, high-level robots, apart from their physical structure being different from humans, they also have emotions and intelligence. I think Mengmeng is sad about what happened in the morning." Xiaoshu said.

"Do you have emotions and wisdom?" Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, then put on a smile, went up and rubbed the little maid's head, bent down and said with a smile: "Why is Mengmeng unhappy? Tell the master, okay?"

The little maid grabbed her apron and bit her lip slightly, her eyes immediately sparkling: "Isn't Mengmeng so annoying? Why are both the master and the mistress avoiding Mengmeng."

Sure enough...did she feel it? She was still a sensitive robot.

Ye Chen smiled bitterly in his heart. Now he was in big trouble. He didn't expect that this little girl still had human wisdom and emotions.

How is that different from a twelve-year-old girl?

When he thought of her dragging the mop with her little body, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel guilty.

He quickly comforted and explained.

Finally he said: "Mengmeng, will the master take you to play later?"

"What are you playing for?" The little maid's eyes were still filled with tears, and her voice sounded a little crying.

"Beat the bad guy!"

"real?"

"real!"

"Okay!" Mengmeng nodded heavily.

Spread out a smile.

Soon, an unlucky guy was chosen by Ye Chen.

But before that, he had to use the art of change to change himself and Mengmeng's appearance.

Just turn her into... a cute boy! After all, he is so cute, he must be a boy!

Then, a black invitation was sent out.

Ding Taishan was very excited now.

Because the healing rain from the Death Judge came just in time! Now, the security could no longer find any evidence to doubt him!

It turned out that two and a half hours ago, Ding Taishan's affair with his friend's wife was finally found out by his friend.

The two made an appointment to meet in a deserted park, ready to talk things through once and for all.

However, during this process, a verbal dispute broke out and eventually developed into a fight.

Moreover, Ding Taishan was also worried that he would be beaten when he went there, so he took a fruit knife that he had just bought at home with him.

During the fight, he used the fruit knife to kill his friend.

But he himself was not completely fine, at least there were scars on his face and nose.

If the security found that his friend was dead and found him, but he still had those scars, he would definitely be listed as a major suspect.

But just when he was panicking, worried, and at a loss.

Another friend called him and told him about the healing rain.

With a skeptical attitude, Ding Taishan was showered with some kind of healing rain.

As a result, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the scars on his face were actually gone!

Now, even if the security suspects that he is the murderer, they will not immediately list him as the most important suspect.

Moreover, he had carefully handled the scene when he left, and always paid attention to the surveillance along the way to ensure that he would not leave any clues.

So as long as the flaws on his face disappear, there is a high possibility that he will be able to escape legal sanctions!

However, just when he was in a happy mood, a strong wind blew.

Then his face was covered by something.

"What?" He reached out and took off the cardboard that was blown by the wind in his face.

Then I discovered that it was actually a black invitation letter.

Damn it, who would be unlucky enough to use this color of paper for invitations? Is it to invite others to attend the funeral? ..

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