"Haha, I don't admit all the sins you said!" Chen Jianming said: "The knife did not cut on you, so you won't feel pain, so you can criticize me from a moral perspective. If you have experienced what I have experienced, your actions may be even more unsightly than me."

"Drag down." The judge was skilled in handling affairs and did not argue with him at all. He said to the guard standing at the door.

Two big-sleeved and round-waisted guards walked into the court and dragged them out forcibly.

"Sir, what do you think of this judgment?" The high-ranking judge suddenly changed his face and looked at Su Jin who was listening not far away.

Favoring Shangguan is a basic element of being an official. If you are a traitor, you will not get any benefits if you do not favor Shangguan. If you are a good official, you will not be able to show your ambitions if you do not favor Shangguan. This has been the case since ancient times. Moreover, for the judges present, the inspector in front of you is definitely one of the thickest thighs in the underworld!

Not to mention his relationship with Pluto Chacha, but even his relationship with the two Lords of the Yellow Springs also makes them have to offer him as a great man.

Su Jin waved his hand and said, "No problem, you can continue the trial, I'll leave first."

"Let's give it to you, sir." The three judges stood up together and said respectfully.

"I'm wronged, I'm wronged, I didn't commit suicide, really." When Su Jin walked out of the courtroom and came to the end of the corridor, he suddenly heard a loud roar from the room beside him, and the door was knocked open. A fat middle-aged man escaped from the inside and ran out of the court in panic.

"Zhou Xiaohui, stop!" A loud roar sounded in the room. Two guards rushed out of the inside with electric batons in their hands. When they saw Su Jin, they immediately stood attentively and greeted: "Greetings to the sir."

"That... was called Zhou Xiaohui just now?" Su Jin asked.

"Yes, sir." A guard said anxiously: "Sorry, sir, we are going to arrest him. If he lets him run around and cause anything, then our job will not be saved."

"Go and go, be careful." Su Jin still remembers the plot about Zhou Xiaohui, but forgot whether Murong killed someone when he helped the fat man escape, so he gave a special instructions.

"Thank you, sir." The two guards quickly saluted, and then hurriedly pursued Zhou Xiaohui.

"Zhou Xiaohui, Murong...Ghost Pill." Su Jin walked out of the jury, his steps suddenly paused slightly, and his eyebrows gradually frowned.

According to the original plot, if nothing unexpected happens, Zhao Li and Murong have been in contact. Then the two of them will direct a play in the future, tricking the King of Patriarchs, and Murong collects the power of resentful ghosts and refining ghost pills for Zhao Li.

Su Jin knew that although Zhao Li did not over-examine the past, his lack of soul has always been a knot in his heart. It is also because of this knot that he colluded with Murong.

But he really cannot have a soul. Or rather, he cannot release the soul sealed by tea tea.

Zhao Li is his friend, or a brother who is in love with life and death.

But Wuming is not, even an enemy.
Chapter completed!