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Chapter 1777 For the dead ghost

As if he had made some decision, the woman stood up and said, "You can't let them find me!"

"What can't be found? Aunt Cheng Ying, do you know? The judge Murong Lengqing of Lingyin Judgment Association was assassinated. It is said that the people from the Killer Hall did it. Now the senior officials of the Judgment Association are furious and have ordered the arrest of the people from the Killer Hall!" A young female judge came over and said in a low voice.

Cheng Ying glanced at the female judge and confirmed that she did not come to test her on purpose, the fierce intention that flashed in her eyes disappeared.

"I have something to deal with, so I will talk to the inspector general for me." Cheng Ying said.

"Auntie, you are confused. Why are you the inspector general's sunbathing for a while? Your head is broken." The female judge immediately laughed.

"Oh, I used to report to Inspector General Luo, and it has been like this for more than ten years." Cheng Ying explained.

"The same is true for Supervisor Luo. He was sick and left this position early. However, if he was not seriously ill, you would not have sat in this position, aunt." said the female judge.

"Don't talk nonsense! Don't let me hear this again in the future." Cheng Ying's face darkened and she said seriously.

"I'm sorry, I'm almost talking." said the young female judge.

"Tell the people below that I have something to do in the past two days and I have any important things to hand over to the presiding judge."

"Okay, but where are you going, Auntie?"

"What do you do? I will take you from your mother. I am not asking you to ask this or that, but asking you to do your duty well and listen to me! Also, Murong Lengqing once sent us a secret message to us, asking us to answer. Since the place she said was Chuncheng, I asked you to transfer the information to the judgement meeting in Chuncheng. Don't tell anyone about it. Murong Lengqing is dead, and the superiors will definitely pursue the fault of the subordinates. If you don't want to take this blame for no reason, then keep your mouth shut!" Cheng Ying said heavily.

"Ah, this will be blamed on me. I am safe and acted according to the instructions!" Su Qingqing said.

"A presiding judge will have to pay a price when he dies. If the real murderer cannot be captured, the superior cannot explain, and the anger of the Lingyin Judgment Association cannot be calmed down, then he will definitely catch a scapegoat to suppress the matter. Whoever is going to be this scapegoat is nothing more than the person who makes mistakes. No one will pursue you when you make mistakes. When you encounter something, your mistake may become fatal, even if this matter has nothing to do with you!" Cheng Ying said in a sharpening tone.

"I will be conservative. Auntie, you should be nice to me. If you hadn't told me what to do over the years, I would have been struggling among the heroes at the bottom. My damn mother taught me nothing except drinking and scolding me for venting my anger. Now those who treat me very badly are respectful to me after they know that I am a judge." Su Qingqing said.

"Are you very grateful to me?" Cheng Ying looked at the woman with a little simple mind and raised her eyebrows and asked.

"That's certain."

"Then help me do something, don't let other colleagues know. I don't trust them very much. I heard that there are traitors in the trial meeting. I don't want people with bad intentions to influence my decisions." Cheng Ying said.

"no problem."

The west side of the Kou Monster Mountain is Feiya Bridge, which is built between two peaks. Since another peak had an accident in the early years, it was basically abandoned, and Feiya Bridge became a decoration.

On the cold suspension bridge, a young woman's body was hung on the side railing of the suspension bridge, and her feet were floating on the canyon river.

"Auntie!" The woman kicked her legs and struggled desperately. Her whole body was imprisoned by a special force, and she could not exert any soul power. Her state was no different from that of an ordinary woman.

The rope trap tightly tied her fair throat, her face turned blue, her eyes were about to protrude from her sockets, and the suffocation pain was all present on her twitching face.

"Didn't I tell you that only by abandoning your body can the soul gain eternal life. In that world, those who contribute to our teachings will become masters, no longer be driven by others, no longer be inferior to others, no longer suffer. Go, I will lead you to the Kingdom of Death in the name of Blue Clothes!" Cheng Ying said to Su Qingqing expressionlessly.

Su Qingqing was full of fear. She didn't listen to anything Cheng Ying said. She was just in great pain. She was just extremely scared. She didn't understand why the aunt who had been taking care of her suddenly turned into this.

She was born in a poor and humble background, and her mother was even more a villain. She beat and scolded her every day and had endless labor services every day. Until she was admitted to Soul Power High School and woke up from the plant department, she was rescued by her aunt from her mother. Aunt Cheng Ying is a very outstanding hero. She is working for the trial club. From an ordinary inspector to the current inspector general, she has always worked very hard and perfect. She is Su Qingqing's role model and the person she respects the most. She thinks that Cheng Ying is her mother and her biological mother is simply a scumbag!

But why did such a person who regarded as a mother suddenly become like this? A scene that was even more terrifying than a nightmare was right in front of her. The benefactor who gave her everything new suddenly became an evil ghost. He was so cold that he tied the rope around his neck, and the tighter it became. The relationship between mother and daughter for more than ten years has not been effective at this moment, even if she tied it lighter, even if she told her the reason.

Su Qingqing tried hard to raise her head. She knew that she could not live anymore. She had no resentment. Everything she had now was given by the person in front of her. She wanted to kill herself. She had no complaints. In this breath that was still there, she wanted to see Cheng Ying's face, she wanted to see her "unable", she wanted to see her equally painful, she wanted to see her a little reluctant

Unfortunately, no!

Nothing!

She looks like a stranger!

The cold wind in the mountains was blowing like ruthless whips hit a corpse that was gradually losing its temperature.

The bright moon hangs high on the flying cliff bridge. Such a stiff person sways with the creaking sound of the suspension bridge. After a whole middle of the night, Su Qingqing's tender skin began to severely dry and crack.

"Why is there a wooden board hanging there on the suspension bridge? It seems to be falling off?" The patrolman suddenly shouted.

"Wood board?? It seems like it's a person!" The other person leaned over and carefully identified it.

"That's right, my god, go and ask for support!"

At night, Han Lang, Murong Yan and Baihu arrived at the Wuyi Mountain Trial Meeting and entered the Jiao Monster Mountain. The three of them soon discovered that the people here were in a mess, and something was obviously wrong.
Chapter completed!
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