"The evidence is now irrefutable," the judge said. "Does the defendant's lawyer have anything else to say?"

"there is none left."

The lawyer in charge of Hu Yingying was just following the procedure out of humanitarianism. He defended Hu Yingying out of his professional sincerity, but deep down he knew that Hu Yingying was a criminal and there was no way to wash it off.

"Okay, then we'll discuss this in court and then announce the verdict on Hu Yingying and Hu Yaoyao! The court will be adjourned for 20 minutes."

Adjournment for discussion is also part of the process. This process must be followed and serves as a model for the subsequent trial of other cases that require court hearings.

Who doesn’t like to take a break? The judge also particularly likes the break during the court session. During the discussion, he only needs to summarize everyone’s opinions, and he can do other things in the extra time.

The judge adjourned the court, and Hu Yingying and Hu Yaoyao did not dare to move. There were so many great gods present, and if they acted rashly, it would only hasten their own death.

During recess, everyone was allowed to speak, but the audience members still did not dare to speak.

They looked around slyly, and some even dared to take photos of Cui Yu and his friends with their cell phones, trying to share what they saw and heard with their relatives and friends. However, even though they had clearly aimed at the person they wanted to take a photo of and pressed the shutter button, the photos they shared were all green.

[Oh my goodness, I can’t take pictures of the judges and the Yin Shuai.] [Me too, how could this happen? Do these gods have built-in photo blocking functions?] [Xuanwu Ancestor can take pictures, the live camera is facing Xuanwu Ancestor, and he can take screenshots at will.] In the discussions of various people, the term #神仙防拍# has become a hot search.

When netizens in Longguo saw the entry, they would click in to read it, and then they found out that a supernatural court had actually been held today? Word of mouth spread, and the popularity was getting higher and higher, and even netizens abroad were shocked and searched to find out what was going on.

Then a strange thing happened. Once these posts were transferred abroad, the keywords would be blocked. It was very strange.

Netizens from other countries became even more curious about what happened in Longguo, but they just couldn't see it. When they asked their friends in Longguo, they were unwilling to say.

At this time, a netizen who immigrated to Longguo and had a Longguo ID card said: [My fellow countrymen, don’t worry. If you don’t believe in my aunt, you naturally won’t see the key to the matter.] [I believe in my aunt! I can see it! Believe in my aunt and you will be happy!] Charlie is also paying attention to these things.

All in all, he should be the first foreigner willing to be friends with Mianmian.

In order to verify whether people in their country really can't see the content of the live broadcast and posts, they randomly selected people to conduct experiments. The result is that ordinary people really can't see it!

"Wow, but I can see it myself." Charlie watched the entire live broadcast and successfully saw the ghosts and gods of the Dragon Kingdom's underworld. He sighed silently, "Our country's mythological figures are also good, but the Dragon Kingdom's are really unique."

Charlie didn't intend to tell anyone that he could see.

There are too many things to consider between countries. As the richest man in the United States, he appears to be too close to Longguo, which is disrespectful to the people who feed him.

Charlie looked at Mianmian being held by Cui Yu on the live broadcast screen and felt itchy.

He also wanted to hug his little aunt, who was the cutest child in the world! Unfortunately, he was too busy to go to Dragon Country.

"Is it time for me to hug you?"

At the court scene, Zhong Kui had the same idea as Charlie.

He stretched out his big palm like a palm leaf fan and said to Cui Yu: "You have been hugging me for a long time, let me hug you."

Is Cui Yu the kind of person who doesn't want others to hug him?

He refused directly and went to sit in the chair of the hearing panel. After sitting down, he tilted his head and politely greeted Xuanwu.

Xuanwu is surfing the Internet.

He did go to the sea to get pearls, and then sold the pearls directly to the Su family in exchange for a mobile phone. The mobile phone was a special model made by Su Chenzhou, the same type as Mianmian's small mobile phone, and its performance was better than that of the mobile phones on the market.

With a cell phone, Xuanwu no longer cares about things like trials. He sits here just to give Mianmian some face.

Cui Yu greeted him, but he didn't hear it at all because his ears were plugged with wireless headphones.

In order to avoid being disturbed by the outside world, he specially cast a shielding array for himself so that he could not hear any sound from the outside world.

"Uncle Xuanwu is playing games." Mianmian explained for Xuanwu, "He started playing Honor of Kings yesterday and really enjoyed it. He has been playing it all night."

Cui Yu was silent.

This old man has just woken up and he's already so down to earth? He's even playing games?

He couldn't help but think of some young ghosts in the underworld, clamoring for their underworld network department to develop games suitable for hell ghost babies to play...

"Is the game really that fun?" Cui Yu asked curiously.

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Mianmian nodded: "It's really fun. You can have many lives in the game, and you can be resurrected after death. Killing people doesn't mean you're really killing them. It's very fulfilling."

"Just don't be too addicted. Uncle Xuanwu is already an old man. There's nothing wrong with being addicted, but if young people keep playing, they will lose focus on their work."

"My sixth nephew said that for a period of time, my two great nephews would secretly get up every night to play games, and then go to the hospital. There are also many people who give up everything for playing games and have no self-control."

After listening to the example given by Mianmian, Cui Yu thought for a while and decided not to open up the permissions for the gaming software.

The ghosts in the underworld are all busy playing games. What if they don't want to reincarnate? Thinking about it this way, now that the underworld can access the Internet and watch live broadcasts from the mortal world, it seems that there is a trend of ghosts becoming addicted. We must come up with a rule, such as limiting the time ghosts can go online.

Seeing Cui Yu frowning, Mianmian stretched out her little hand to touch Cui Yu's eyebrows and said in a baby voice, "Uncle Cui, what are you thinking about?"

Cui Yu told Zhong Kui about his worries, and Zhong Kui, who was standing beside him, touched his nose, looking embarrassed.

Cui Yu said that there are ghosts in the underworld who are addicted to the Internet. He has also been addicted recently. You know what, those little videos are quite addictive. If it weren't for the requirement that he had to interrogate ghosts, he wouldn't want to go to work!

"Aren't there eighteen levels of hell?" Mianmian began to give Cui Yu some advice. "In fact, if possible, we can change the punishment rules of hell. People nowadays won't make some mistakes, so why not change them to something else? For example, for Guigui who is addicted to the Internet and is wasting time on things, we can open a hell for them."

Zhong Kui shuddered after hearing this.

If the underworld enacts this law, he will have to think carefully about how much time he spends playing with his mobile phone.

Otherwise, how embarrassing it would be for him, a judge, to be sent to hell to be punished.