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At noon, Mo Fan and Lingling, who were too lazy to go down to eat, sat at the top of the signal tower. Facing the howling wind, they ate the packed Cantonese delicacies and enjoyed the whole city's tall buildings. The feeling underfoot.
Ahead was Victoria Square, and the pedestrians on the ground were as small as faint specks. Even if they were walking, they were indistinguishable from stillness.
Gradually, a pair of golden wings flew up from Victoria Square, passed through the domes of the skyscrapers and approached the 500-meter-high signal tower. His hands were holding two bags of hot plastic boxes, and the scent was already coming from inside. Overflowed.
"Here, the rice rolls that have just come out of the cage, and these beef balls, and these are barbecued pork buns..." Zhao Manyan put down the things one by one.
Inadvertently, he allowed a box of lunch boxes to be swept away by the strong wind, and then he saw the white plastic box turned into a small flying hero, floating over the city, missing its whereabouts, but flying higher and higher...
"Don't litter!" Mo Fan said.
"I don't want to either. It's too windy here, and it's not like I suggested eating here..." Zhao Manyan said.
It is said that once you are the first among a group of friends to get a car, you will instantly become the public driver of this group. This principle is also applicable in the mage circle. Once you have wings or have mastered the wind element At the high level, people who can fly are all responsible for packing meals, delivering things, and providing emergency rescue.
"I'm sorry, I'm a barbecued pork bun." Zhao Manyan's hand slipped and the hot barbecued pork bun fell down. He immediately turned to Mo Fan.
Mo Fan was indifferent to this. He would never use his space magic to pick up the dropped barbecued pork buns for an idiot. He also said plausibly: "The air quality in Guangzhou is very poor. There is dust everywhere. You barbecued pork buns." If the bag falls like this, it will fall a hundred meters and roll around in the dirt, eating a piece of wool."
"If you don't want to help, just stop talking nonsense." Zhao Manyan was unwilling to give in. He liked barbecued pork buns and the sweet and greasy texture of the soft dough and honey-glazed barbecued pork. He suddenly straightened up, like a professional diver. The athlete thrust down like that, chasing the meaty bun.
Mo Fan and Lingling ignored him and continued to taste their food happily, but soon there were screams below, probably because they thought someone had jumped off the building again...
"Have you thought of a countermeasure?" Mo Fan asked Lingling.
"Think about it." Lingling nodded.
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Wuyishan Trial Conference
Jiaoguai Mountain is the mountain base of Wuyishan Trial Council. Wuyishan Trial Council is mainly responsible for the southern border of Nanling. In addition to supervising the One-eyed Demon Wolf tribe, it is also mainly responsible for criminals in Fujian and Jiangxi.
In the conference building of Gaoting in Jiaoguai Mountain, a woman in her early forties was sitting alone on the rooftop terrace. The sun on the mountain was warm and shining on the parasol. As the afternoon tilted, the parasol The shadow had turned away, but the woman was still unaware of it. She sat there, staring with a bit of panic at the overlapping peaks and mountains in front of her, and at the high valley and cliff ahead...
"Did they notice something?? Impossible. I have done it very secretly. There is no way they can find me!" The woman was talking to herself there, her light gray pupils shaking constantly.
Her hands grasped her pants tightly, and it took a long time before she let go.
As if she had made a decision, the woman stood up suddenly and said: "We can't let them find me!"
"Why can't I find you, Aunt Cheng Ying? Did you know that Judge Leng Qing of the Lingyin Trial Chamber was assassinated? It is said that it was someone from the Killer Hall who did it. Now the senior officials of the Tribunal are furious and have ordered the arrest of the Killer Hall. People!" A young female judge came over and said softly.
Cheng Ying glanced at the female judge and confirmed that she was not testing him on purpose, and then the viciousness flashing in her eyes disappeared.
"I have something to deal with. Please speak to the Inspector General for me." Cheng Ying said.
"Auntie, you are so confused. You are the Inspector General... Why did your head get burned after being exposed to the sun for a while?" The female judge suddenly laughed.
"Oh, I used to report to Inspector General Luo. It has been like this for more than ten years." Cheng Ying explained.
"The same goes for Inspector General Luo. He got sick as soon as he said he was sick and left this position early. However, if he had not been seriously ill, Auntie, you would not have sat in this position." said the female judge.
"Don't talk nonsense! Don't let me hear such words again." Cheng Ying's face darkened and she said seriously.
"I'm sorry, I was too quick to talk," the young female judge said.
"Tell the people below that I have something to do these two days. If you have any important matters, leave them to the presiding judge."
"Okay, aunt, where are you going?"
"Why do you ask so many questions? I adopted you from your mother, not to ask you to ask this and that, but to do your duty and listen to me! Also, Leng Qing once She has sent a secret message to us, requesting for response. Since the place she mentioned is Kunming, I asked you to transfer the information to Kunming. Don’t tell anyone about the trial meeting in Kunming. If Leng Qing dies, the superiors will definitely pursue the people below. If you don’t want to be blamed for your fault for no reason, then keep it secret!" Cheng Ying said seriously.
"Ah, this will all be blamed on me. I acted in accordance with the instructions!" Su Qingqing said.
"When a chief judge dies, someone must pay the price. If the real culprit cannot be found, the superiors cannot explain, and the anger of the Lingyin Tribunal cannot be calmed, then a scapegoat will be arrested to suppress the matter. Who will Being this scapegoat is nothing more than being the one who made mistakes. No one will hold you accountable for your usual mistakes. But when something happens, your mistakes may become fatal, even if the matter has nothing to do with you at all!" Cheng Yingying became more angry. road.
"I...I will keep it safe, aunt, it's better for you to be nice to me. If you hadn't told me what to do all these years, I would still be struggling as a low-level mage. My damn mother only drinks and scolds me all the time. Apart from venting my anger, he taught me nothing. Now those who treated me badly know that I am a judge and treat me with respect," Su Qingqing said.
"Are you grateful to me?" Cheng Ying looked at this woman with a somewhat simple mind and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
"Of course."
"Then do something for me. Don't let other colleagues know. I don't trust them very much. I heard that there are also traitors in the trial. I don't want people with bad intentions to affect my decision-making." Cheng Ying said.
"no problem."
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To the west of Jiaoguai Mountain is the Flying Cliff Bridge, which is erected between two peaks. Due to an accident on the other peak in the early years, the place was basically abandoned, and the Flying Cliff Bridge became a decoration.
On the cold suspension bridge, a young woman's body was hanging on the side rails 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 couldn't cast any magic. Her condition was no different from that of an ordinary woman.
The noose tightly strangled her white throat. Her face turned blue and her eyes almost bulged out of her sockets. The pain of suffocation was all reflected in her twitching and twisting face.
"Didn't I tell you that only by abandoning the body can the soul gain eternal life. In that world, those who contribute to our religion will become the masters and will no longer be driven by others, no longer inferior to others, and no longer suffer. , go ahead, I will lead you to the kingdom of death in the name of Lan Yi!" Cheng Ying said to Su Qingqing expressionlessly.
Su Qingqing was full of fear. She didn't listen to a word of what Cheng Ying said. She was just in pain and extremely scared. She didn't understand why her aunt who had always taken care of her suddenly became like this.
She came from a poor background, and her mother was a villain. She was beaten and scolded every day, and had endless labor to do every day. Until she was admitted to the magic high school and awakened the plant department, she was rescued from her mother's hands by her aunt, Cheng. Ying is an outstanding mage. She works for the Trial Council. From an ordinary inspector to the current inspector general, she has always worked hard and is perfect. She is Su Qingqing's role model and the most respected person. She feels Cheng Yingcai is her mother, and her biological mother is simply a scumbag!
But why did such a person who regarded her as a mother suddenly become like this? A scene more terrifying than a nightmare was right in front of her eyes. The benefactor who gave her everything new suddenly turned into an evil ghost, indifferent and cruel. , so viciously that she tightened the noose around her neck, tightening it tighter and tighter. The relationship between mother and daughter for more than ten years actually had no effect at this moment, even if she tightened it lightly, even if she told herself the reason...
Su Qingqing tried very hard to raise her head. She knew that she would not survive. She had no complaints. Everything she had now was given by the person in front of her. She wanted to kill herself. She had no complaints. With the breath she still had left, For a moment, she wanted to see Cheng Ying's face, she wanted to see her "having no choice", she wanted to see her in the same pain, she wanted to see her with the slightest bit of reluctance...
Unfortunately, no!
Nothing at all!
She looks like a stranger!
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The cold wind in the mountains howled, like ruthless whips, hitting a corpse that was gradually losing its warmth.
The bright moon hung high, and on the Flying Cliff Bridge, such a stiff man swayed with the creaking sound of the suspension bridge. After an entire first and middle of the night, Su Qingqing's fresh and tender skin began to become seriously dry and cracked...
"Why is there a wooden board hanging on the suspension bridge? It seems to be falling off..." The patrolman suddenly shouted.
"Woodboard?? That seems... it seems to be a person!" Another person poked his head over and identified it carefully.
"It's... it's true, oh my god, call for backup!"
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