Chapter 75: Shocking Drama - Ending Where is the lawyer? I need a lawyer
Ye He Zhiya has not yet recovered from the pain in his hand.
He has lived a life of luxury since he was a child and has never suffered such hardship.
He just vaguely heard two monsters from the underworld who wanted to punish him, sentence him to death, and torture him in hell.
The injury to his hand alone was enough to make him suffer. Just imagine how painful it would be to fry in boiling oil or boil at high temperature. He couldn't even imagine it.
So when he heard that he could raise an objection, he said tremblingly:
"Wait... I, I have objections."
"Okay," said the Bull Head, as if he had foreseen this situation and said without surprise:
"Please go ahead."
Yaga Tomomi: ...
You guys are quite nice, Yincha.
"There's something wrong with your charges. The first part is fine, but what the hell are the rest?"
Ye He Zhiya endured the excruciating pain in his arm and said, "Although I... did the bad things mentioned above, I am loyal to the country. How could I possibly evade taxes or embezzle money? Do you have any evidence? As for the one about endangering national security, that's sheer nonsense. What harm could I possibly do?"
The bull's head snorted.
"We are official officials of the underworld, strictly following procedures. Since we have convicted you, we must have a reason!"
"Let me see... Your objections are explained in the file... Ah, here they are."
"Ahem, first of all, it's tax evasion. You certainly didn't evade taxes, but your wife, xxxx, did. Since you used your status to facilitate her tax evasion, you are guilty as well."
Yaga Tomomi:?
What? No, that's not in accordance with the procedure at all!
"Where's the lawyer? I need a lawyer!" he shouted.
Ma Naotou: "Come on, we're civil servants, yes, but we're not civil servants from the human world. We're civil servants from the underworld, the underworld, understand? When have we ever had a lawyer present when we're taking a life? We're underworld messengers, you want your lawyer to be scared to death?"
Niu Naotou: "That's right, don't cause trouble for their lawyers, and don't cause trouble for us. It would be better if you could just dig a hole and bury yourself, so we don't have to make this trip."
Yaga Tomomi: ...Damn it.
These two are not serious civil servants at all!
If there is a complaint mailbox in hell, he will definitely complain about both of them when he goes down there!
"What about that corruption thing? I didn't commit any corruption!"
Niu Naotou looked it up on the cheat sheet and said, "Oh," "This one also has instructions."
"He said you don't accept gifts during holidays, and if you do, you only accept real platinum."
Yaga Tomomi:?
What the hell, has he ever received platinum?
Although he was a little confused, he still argued: "You also said that it was a gift. It's just a gift, how can it be called corruption?"
"No, judging by their origin, these gifts were all ill-gotten gains," said Niutou. "In other words, you accepted ill-gotten gains and then did them a favor."
"We in the underworld pay more attention to the core of the case when judging crimes."
Yaga Tomomi:?
He doesn't believe them at all.
Oh, they are ghosts.
But that’s not the point—the point is, this definitely doesn’t comply with legal procedures!
This charge is clearly an excuse to drag him to hell!
"What about the crime of endangering national security?" Under the cold glare of the steel fork, Ye Hezhiya swallowed his anger and said, "How are you going to explain this?"
Niu Naotou: "Ah, that makes it easier to explain. The crime is written in black and white on the indictment."
He coughed violently twice, as if a huge mouthful of phlegm was stuck in a cow's throat.
"The crime you committed violates social order and morality, and has a very bad impact. Do you understand?"
Yaga Tomomi:?
I don't understand.
Ma Nao was a little impatient. "So, the crime you committed was so egregious that it even reached the ears of us, the underworld messengers. And yet, the living world can't punish you—think about it, if they could sentence you to ten or eight years, or life imprisonment, or even execution, would it be our turn to drag you to hell?"
"You think we really want to control this? Do you see the steel pitchforks in our hands? You scum of society are like stinking manure, and we have these steel pitchforks in our hands to pick up the manure."
"If there is no other way, who would be willing to fork manure?"
The horse's head is a little high.
I’m hungry and want to go home and eat after get off work!
The bull's head nudged his companion with his elbow.
Hey! Calm down!
Stick to the lines, don't improvise!
The horse tilted its head and gave him a look through its furry mask:
Don't worry, I have my own pace.
But Boss Punch told them: Don’t be formalistic, get to the point, the script is for improvisation!
Besides, even if we take a step back, isn’t his description inaccurate?
Shouldn't someone like Yaga Chiya, who looks so good - well, now he doesn't look so good - be shoveled out like manure?
Ye He Zhiya sat on the ground, gritted his teeth, and tried to struggle: "This is completely against procedure... You guys have the final say. Even if you're a prisoner, you have the right to defend your legal rights..."
Upon hearing this, the bull head snorted again.
"There's a sentence written in the lower right corner of all the files in our underworld—"
"——All rights of interpretation belong to the underworld."
Boss Punch once said that when debating with others, don't fall into the trap of self-justification.
In order to prevent their performance from getting stuck, Boss Punch specially added this sentence to the script!
Once these words are spoken, no matter how the other party argues, they will be invincible!
Roar, you are worthy of being the boss of Punch!
Yaga Chiya:? ?
Isn’t this just playing rogue?
Call the police, he wants to call the police now!
These guys wanted him dead from the start! What was there to object to? They were just giving him a sliver of hope before everything was over, watching him struggle, and then plunging him into utter despair!
Bad, so bad!
Seeing that there was no point in talking, he struggled to stand up. However, his bloody hands made it difficult for him to support his body. Moreover, he had been having a headache since the beginning, and now it was even worse. He felt as if a drill was drilling into his skull.
"It's almost time," he heard Niu Naotou say, with his recognizable Kansai accent. "It's time to send you on your way."
Then came the female voices coming from all directions:
"An eye for an eye..."
"An eye for an eye..." "Blood for blood..."
"Go to hell..."
Then, in the gradually darkening vision, a sudden feeling of suffocation arose.
Uh... Is he going to die...
Damn it, when he goes to hell, he will definitely complain to these two ghost messengers...
This was Ye He Zhiya’s final thought.
.
"How about it, distinguished customer, are you satisfied with our show?" The black-clad bodyguard who took off the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demon props smiled innocently at the young man.
"If you are satisfied, please give us a five-star rating."
Boss Punch said that there will be extra bonuses if you receive five-star reviews.
For the bonus, he also has to work hard to satisfy this customer!
juvenile:……
That has to be a five-star rating.
He...watched the entire performance.
It was because he watched the whole process that he felt so shocked:
The performance was so realistic.
He had read the script and knew the general plot. The general idea was to scare Yega Chiya out of his wits, make him struggle in vain, and finally die in despair.
But! Why! This performance is so realistic!
If he hadn't known the script in advance, when he saw this scene for the first time, he would have started to doubt the existence of gods and ghosts like Yaga Chiya.
The sudden change of color of the lights and the exploding gun were nothing special; as long as you prepare in advance, these are not impossible to do; the red paint on the stairwell and handrails was nothing surprising, and he helped to splash the paint.
What he couldn't figure out was how those girls' voices were able to do that.
At the beginning, he even asked the two bodyguards: "In the script, xxx, xxx (the victim girl) are also in the character list, and they also have lines. How do we do this..."
The person has been dead for many years. Unless he becomes a ghost, how can he act with them?
The bodyguards coughed twice and told him mysteriously, "Don't worry, since it's in the character list, it will definitely appear! Don't worry, you can trust us to do our job!"
Boy: No, he is worried.
He waited half-believingly, hiding aside and watching the drama with cold eyes, to see how the plot would develop -
The result actually happened.
Although no real figure appeared, the voice was exactly the same as he remembered.
How did they do it?
He would never mistake his sister's voice.
The Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced bodyguards seemed to see through his confusion and patted him on the shoulder: "Hehe, this is our Boss Punch! When Boss Punch takes action, there's nothing he can't do."
"No matter what, we subordinates just need to believe everything Boss Punch says and execute it!"
"Our boss Punch is the most handsome man in the world!"
The bull-headed bodyguard and the horse-faced bodyguard kept praising their boss who was not here.
Lin Xi, who was remotely monitoring this place through a miniature camera and microphone, said: ...
Good compliment, don’t compliment me next time.
No matter how much she praised them, she wouldn't give them more bonuses—well, just a little more—
Lin Xi transferred some money to the two bodyguards' intranet accounts with an expressionless face.
Then text the bodyguard:
【After the performance, all the "theater props" are collected.】
[Take some nice photos of Yaga Tomomi, preferably with some artistic quality...]
The bull head who received the text message: [Got it, boss! Don’t worry, boss!]
Humph, no one understands artistry better than him.
Lin Xi: ...
I can't feel at ease at all.
She typed again: [Evacuate within half an hour.]
If we were any later, we would be surrounded by the police.
[Okay, boss!]
[By the way, Boss, what about that little boy? ]
Lin Xi:?
What to do, just leave it alone.
Could it be possible to bring it back for tissue culture?
No, she already has a lot of children at home.
【Ask him for the goods.】 She returned, 【and left after getting them.】
The teenager is not yet an adult, so the police will take over.
It is better to trouble others than to tire yourself.
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