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Maidong was awakened from his sleep by a shrill scream.

He had never heard such a tragic howl. It just doesn't sound like a human being can make it.

He hurriedly put on his coat and ran out of the door. He found that the door of the guest room a few doors away from him was crowded with people, and the howling came from the door.

Before he could run over, the crowd let out a cry of surprise, then hurriedly retreated and dispersed, as if they were avoiding some savage beast.

Soon Maidong knew what happened.

A man rushed out with his head in his hands and howled. The moment he saw the man's face clearly, Maidong felt nauseated and dizzy.

What a face that is!

There was a black tumor on the man's forehead, and a ferocious human face appeared on the tumor. From a distance, it looked like a second head growing out of the man's head. It looked extremely weird and evil.

Maidong suppressed his nausea and looked carefully, and then found the same sarcoma on the man's neck as on his forehead, and there were countless such sarcomas in places covered by clothes!

Maidong heard someone beside him exclaim: "Ghost-faced sore! It's ghost-faced sore!"

The three words "ghost-faced sore" succeeded in making everyone present even more panicked. Although Ophiopogon japonicus didn't know what "ghost-faced sore" was, he knew it was not a good thing just from the literal meaning.

The man was scratching his forehead and neck in collapse. After hearing these words, he opened his blood-red eyes and looked straight in the direction of Maidong. Those beast-like irrational eyes made Maidong shudder and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. .

"What is a ghost-faced sore?!" the man roared.

"I, I, I heard from my grandma that ghost-faced sores are caused by doing bad things. After killing someone, the dead person turns into a resentful ghost and possesses the person's body. It is said that the person who gets the sores..." That person His voice became lower and lower, and finally became inaudible: "The father's debt is paid by the son, and the ghost is haunted."

The father's debt is paid by the son, and the ghost face haunts him!

What a vicious curse this must be.

Maidong looked at the man's twisted face and suddenly remembered his name - Li Yuan.

The girl's sad cry reappeared in her ears: "My name is Su Jianqiu, and I want to sue my stepfather Li Yuan! He is a beast with a human face and a heart of a beast! He...he raped me when I was eight years old...I was raped by him. Eight years...eight years...please make the decision for me, please make the decision for me."

"Please Immortal Lord, make the decision for me!"

Maidong raised his head in a daze, and inadvertently met a pair of cold and unwavering eyes. The owner of the eyes glanced at him calmly, then shifted his gaze, looking at Li Yuan indifferently, as if he was a passerby who had nothing to do with him.

But he remembered that late last night, the man was standing on the high corridor holding a sword, and promised with a cold face: "If the situation is true, then I will naturally seek justice for you."

...So sure enough, he got justice for her.

Maidong raised his head, his eyes were so sour that it was hard to describe, and his heart was burning.

If... dead people can redress their grievances, then can living people also be able to redress their grievances?

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Late at night, the moon penetrated into the clouds, and the street lamp on the street corner shone coldly on the ground. A grasshopper was squatting under the street lamp and singing loudly. A fluffy cat with paw eyes and quick hands quickly pressed down on the grasshopper and swallowed it in one gulp. Eat it down. Under the light, a pair of strange colors. The cat's eyes sparkled.

Zhuo Peng drunkenly threw his bicycle aside, staggered under the street light, unbuttoned his pants and started peeing comfortably.

The hot urine hit the ground, and a few drops landed on the white stray cat. This is a dirty stray cat that can be seen everywhere on the roadside. With its vigilance, it should have hid when Zhuo Peng approached, but instead of doing so, it tilted its head and looked at the drunkard curiously. And quietly approached Zhuo Peng briskly.

Alcohol paralyzed Zhuo Peng's mind, preventing him from discovering the stray cat and its subsequent strange behavior. And he is about to pay a heavy price for this.

He shook the thing underneath, and before he could take it back, he felt a sharp pain coming from there. The pain was so severe that he didn't even scream, and just covered his crotch. He rolled his eyes and fainted.

If he hadn't fainted, he would have been lucky enough to see the most terrifying thing for a man - his lower body was bloody and bloody.

The ugly thing was cut numerous times by the white cat's sharp claws - the wounds were too deep for an ordinary stray cat.

But that's not all.

During the short time when Zhuo Peng was unconscious, the strange white cat stretched out its claws towards Zhuo Peng's crotch again. I grabbed it down and down again and again, and finally managed to turn the ugly bug into a ball of mud.

Then the white cat licked the blood on its paws, patiently licked it clean, and then quickly ran out of the street and disappeared into the dark night.

At the same time, Le Jing, who was on the other side of the city, received a reminder from Le Ling: [Mission accomplished, pedophile Zhuo Peng has been artificially castrated. 】

Le Jing nodded with satisfaction and replied in his mind: 'Compile a copy of the evidence you collected and send it to the local police station so that this pedophile can enjoy his life behind bars. ’

This pedophile named Zhuo Peng was the target of a lawsuit by a little boy named An Ran. Lejing discovered in subsequent investigations that Enron was not the only victim. Zhuo Peng used his status as a kindergarten teacher to assault dozens of boys and was a fugitive recorded by the Public Security Bureau.

And the national law has not yet legislated against raping boys, so even if Zhuo Peng is arrested, he can only be sentenced to a few years in prison for indecent assault. These few years are not enough to make up for the crimes he committed. Moreover, rapists, especially pedophiles, are very likely to choose to commit crimes again after being released from prison, and the tragedy will be repeated again and again.

So Le Jing simply used animal control to control a white cat, chose a street corner without a camera to physically castrate Zhuo Peng, completely deprived him of his "tools for committing crimes", and then handed him over to the judicial authorities to deal with his crimes.

In order to prevent him from committing crimes again after being released from prison because of his addiction, Le Jing asked Le Ling to design a small program. Zhuo Peng's physical characteristics will be promoted online the day before Zhuo Peng is released from prison, so that parents with children can be alert.

Taking this opportunity, Le Ling simply designed a website that stores the identity information and location of all pedophile criminals. The website is open to the public and anyone can check it on the website.

Le Jing named it "Skynet".

The Skynet is vast and nothing can escape it.

Two weeks have passed since the day the ghosts came to him to seek justice.

In the past two weeks, Le Jing filmed as usual during the day, and started his various plans at night. With the help of external forces, through the law, or by himself, 18 sinners have been punished, and 15 resentful souls have been able to calm their resentment and return to reincarnation.

The loud sound of the car horn broke Le Jing's thoughts. He raised his head and watched silently as a white car drove into the residential building, stopped in the parking space, and a tall man walked out of it.

His name is Que Xi, the ex-boyfriend of a male ghost named Zhao Zhuoyuan, and also the sinner who killed him. According to Zhao Zhuoyuan, Que Xi killed him to prevent him from exposing his homosexual identity.

Le Jing came here to confirm one thing.

He stood in the corridor, and was not discovered by the man because of the invisibility spell. He watched silently as the man opened the trunk, took out a few black plastic bags from it, hummed a song and walked into the corridor, passing him and going upstairs.

Le Jing sniffed the faint smell of blood in the air and laughed.

There was no need to confirm it.

Que Xi and his cousin were the same kind of people.

They were both pleasure criminals who enjoyed killing.

The reason why Que Xi killed Zhao Zhuoyuan was not as complicated as he thought. He just simply enjoyed killing. He was a pure killer. He had killed more than just Zhao Zhuoyuan.

He had a hunch when he saw Que Xi's photo, but he couldn't confirm it yet. So he came here just to see him.

When he saw Que Xi's fanatical and happy eyes when he cast on the plastic bag, he already understood Que Xi.

Boring and pathetic.

He was immersed in the vulgar, low-level, and boring excitement of killing and couldn't extricate himself. The whole person has taken off the rationality of being a human being and turned into a pure beast living on instinct.

The reason why people are great is that they have thoughts.

Philosopher Pascal said: "Man is a reed with thoughts."

Without thoughts, man is nothing more than an insignificant, humble and pitiful reed.

The funny thing about the world is that there are always times when people's thoughts are replaced by instincts, and they degenerate from intelligent creatures that walk upright to "reeds" with empty brains and driven only by instincts.

Le Jing thought ironically that perhaps it was because there were too many such people that Dazai Osamu, who had a deep insight into human nature and clearly understood the bad roots of human nature, said in his article: "I'm sorry for being born as a human being."

It is because there are too many such people that the world becomes more and more boring.

Le Jing thought for a minute whether to go upstairs and kill the beast that was enjoying the fruits of victory and, according to Le Ling, was drinking blood, and then regretfully gave up this very tempting idea.

It is already late. It only takes a minute to kill him, but it takes a lot of time to finish the work. He has to act early tomorrow morning, and it is really not worth staying up late for such a scum.

Le Jing counted the number of lives lost to this happy prisoner, and happily found that it was enough for the bullet. So he asked Le Ling to anonymously pass all the evidence of the man's crimes to the police station.

At the same time, he thought with regret that this world, like China on Earth, had abolished the rule of compulsory organ donation for death row prisoners. You know, this is the only opportunity for Que Xi and others to play their value.

However, this is not human rights after all.

Although Le Jing does not think that those people can still be called human beings.

Not long after he left, several silent police cars stopped next to Que Xi's car.

Que Xi, who was sucking the blood from the body parts hungrily, suddenly heard a knock on the door.

He immediately stuffed the body parts into a bag and put them in the refrigerator, then washed the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked calmly: "Who?"

"Property." Aunt Wang's familiar voice came from the door: "I'm here to collect property fees."

Que Xi relaxed his vigilance, pushed open the door, and plunged into the law net that had been absent for a long time.

Justice, after all, was not absent.