Chapter 198 The Show Begins

In fact, at this stage, protection measures for victims under special circumstances are already quite mature. For example, they can help you change your identity and start a new life in another place.

This is already the greatest kindness that society can offer to victims, and it represents the significant progress China's judiciary has made in recent years.

As for that girl, perhaps the best way is to resolve the matter of the child before she truly wakes up, so she never knows that she was ever...

Otherwise, it could be a lifetime of discomfort.

Zhou Ze drove, thinking about these things. As for the changes that Wang Ke mentioned to him, he didn't really take them to heart.

Being afraid of death was one thing, but after the trip to Hell, certain ways of dying seemed to have become acceptable.

For instance,

At this stage,

the Idiot Pen wasn't inside him.

This was unimaginable in the past,

but now it had happened.

Even though Tie Hanhan (Iron Moron) inexplicably added fuel to the fire of his emotions during the day, causing him to suddenly become angry, Zhou Ze didn't hesitate to take the Idiot Pen from Old Zhang's chest and insert it into his own body.

To call it trust seems a little too simplistic;

to call it friendship seems a little presumptuous;

it's good to let things remain ambiguous, unclear, and vague.

Everyone is like two dogs roaring and snarling at each other across iron bars.

Once the iron bars suddenly disappear,

they're not used to it.

Therefore,

even if it's gone,

let's just pretend it's still there.

Tie Hanhan has been silent for a long time, and it's not known what happened to him. Is he being crushed under Mount Tai, "yelling and screaming"?

But it's pretty good now. Since the last awakening, it seems that Tie Hanhan has started to pop up frequently, making an unexpected "voice-over" in your normal life, and he doesn't seem to care whether or not he's bothering you.

Right now,

it's a rare moment of peace.

When Zhou Ze drove to the bookstore, he looked at his phone and saw that it was already past ten o'clock at night.

The curtains of the bookstore were drawn again, and you couldn't see anything inside from the outside.

Hmm, what are they doing?

Zhou Ze pushed open the door

and walked in.

Inside,

it was pitch black.

In the air,

there seemed to be a faint smell of burnt paper.

Clusters of eerie green flames slowly floated over from several directions,

swaying and flickering,

ominous and deep music began to play, mixed with audio screams of unknown origin.

Not bad,

it really sets the mood?

A layer of black oilcloth was draped over the bookstore bar, and a plaque was hung behind it, with the words "Justice and Brightness" written on it.

On both sides,

were two rows of chairs,

wooden armchairs of unknown origin.

"Hey."

Zhou Ze called out.

"Majesty!!!!!!"

"Majesty!!!!!!"

"Squeak squeak squeak!!!!!!"

Hmm,

something strange has mixed in.

At this moment,

Zhou Ze saw Lawyer An and the old Daoist walk over. They were both wearing bailiff's uniforms, and it's not known where they borrowed the costumes from.

"Boss, are you satisfied with this arrangement?"

Lawyer An asked, as if showing off his accomplishment.

"What's all this?"

"Setting up a private court," Lawyer An said nonchalantly. "Anyway, the people have already become ghosts, so we can torture them as we please."

"Then what's the point of doing this?"

Zhou Ze pointed around,

this setting

could be used to film period dramas.

"Huh? Didn't you ask me to prepare it, Boss?" Lawyer An asked strangely.

"Me?"

Zhou Ze pointed at himself,

then looked at the old Daoist.

The old Daoist was stunned,

his face blank,

could it be that he misunderstood the leader's intentions?

…………

The stuff was removed, and the bookstore quickly returned to its original state. These few people were really something else, and it was unknown if they had robbed a theatrical troupe in such a short time.

Otherwise, how would they have gotten so many props?

Zhou Ze sat down on the sofa. Yingying spent some time removing her makeup. She had been dressed as a clerk earlier. After washing up, Yingying hurried over to make coffee for Zhou Ze.

In the booth, four figures stood with talismans pasted on their foreheads, standing there blankly.

"Monkey, come here, give me the Yin-Yang Record."

Zhou Ze beckoned to the little monkey.

The little monkey, still wearing a cartoon version of the bailiff's uniform, immediately jumped over, took out the Yin-Yang Record from his little satchel, and placed it in front of Zhou Ze. Then, he squatted curiously by the coffee table, wanting to see what Zhou Ze was going to do.

"Where's Old Zhang?"

Zhou Ze asked.

The Idiot Pen was still with Old Zhang, and he had to borrow it.

To be honest, Zhou Ze still hadn't figured out how to use the Yin-Yang Record. He only knew that when used in conjunction with the Idiot Pen, it could trigger some special effects.

"Old Xu, make some late-night snacks. Old Zhang will probably be here soon after the snacks are ready."

Lawyer An called out to Xu Qinglang.

Xu Qinglang nodded and went to the kitchen.

Zhou Ze glanced at Lawyer An and asked, "Those four souls just came over by themselves tonight?"

"How could that be? I took some insurance measures. I called Old Zhang and asked for the birthdates of those four people, plus some special guidance, and the souls of those four people were drawn over.

Actually, it's not time yet, but these four people all died violently and are very fresh. They haven't gone to Hell yet, so I simply fished them over.

Some things,

are inconvenient to do when people are alive, but now that they are dead, there are no more scruples."

Zhou Ze glanced at the booth again, but didn't ask Lawyer An whether doing this complied with the rules of the Netherworld. After all, Boss Zhou wasn't doing things that violated the rules of the Netherworld for the first time, so asking this would seem a bit pretentious.

"Boss, how is that girl?"

The old Daoist asked with concern.

"Just fell asleep. Wang Ke is taking care of her and preparing to do psychological counseling. Oh, right, Old An, go to the hospital with me tomorrow. You hypnotize that girl."

"Okay, no problem. I can go by myself, Boss, you don't have to."

Lawyer An was still very considerate.

"No, I have to go. I'm going to help her get an abortion."

"..." Lawyer An.

"..." The old Daoist.

"Yingying, go to the pharmacy next door and get a set of tools." Zhou Ze instructed.

"Okay, Boss."

Yingying obediently left.

"Boss, that girl, is she pregnant?" The old Daoist asked with some heartache.

He had participated in the rescue of the girl from start to finish. That girl was pitiful enough, but it turned out that she was also...

"Yeah."

Zhou Ze took a sip of coffee.

"Burn some paper money for that child tomorrow and help it be reincarnated."

"Yeah." The old Daoist nodded.

Lawyer An sighed: "It was lucky to encounter this kind of thing. If that poor girl had given birth to several children, and it wasn't known whether they were the seed of the father or the son, that would be terrifying..."

After about a quarter of an hour,

Xu Qinglang came out of the kitchen.

"The late-night snack is ready. Do you want to eat now?"

"Oh!"

Someone pushed open the door of the bookstore at the right time.

He took off his police cap,

revealing a tired face,

but with a hint of what he thought was a very surprised tone:

"You're having a late-night snack, it seems I've come at the right time, haha."

…………

"Ssss... ahhh... ssss... ahhh... lighter... lighter... it hurts..."

"Poof!"

The pen was pulled out of Old Zhang's chest by Zhou Ze.

Old Zhang trembled in pain, cold sweat streaming down his face.

"Okay, you're a grown man, what's this?"

Zhou Ze glanced at Old Zhang.

Old Zhang was still covering his chest with one hand. There was no blood, but it still hurt a lot.

Although he also felt very ashamed just now, it really hurt, but this kind of pain was difficult for others to understand.

"Ding-dong."

The pen was thrown by Zhou Ze on the metal tray, and he took off his gloves.

"Yingying, take it to wash and disinfect it."

"Okay, Boss."

"..." Old Zhang.

Even the pen thrown on the tray trembled a few times in dissatisfaction.

You actually think I'm dirty!

Lawyer An sat down opposite Zhou Ze and said:

"So, Boss, you're planning to put their souls into the Yin-Yang Record for punishment?"

"Yeah."

Zhou Ze nodded.

He remembered that when he first came into contact with the Yin-Yang Record, at that school, a closed-loop, terrifying punishment "world" had already been formed in the Yin-Yang Record.

"Is it necessary to go to so much trouble?" Lawyer An didn't care. "We can think of a few methods ourselves, soul tearing, lighting a sky lantern, or something. Anyway, although it's not as convenient as Hell, we can still make them wish they were dead."

Lawyer An had seen the world, and he wasn't surprised by the various punishments in Hell.

"Where do I have the time to do nothing all day and just punish those four scumbags?"

At this moment, Zhang Liangying's voice came from the monkey's phone: "Your time is very valuable, welcome to..."

The monkey immediately turned off the phone, his face slightly red.

Lawyer An suddenly realized, as if he understood.

The old Daoist didn't understand. He was waiting to see the souls of those four scumbags being punished. Why was everything so confusing again?

"Boss, what do you mean?"

Lawyer An helped explain:

"In short, it's that punishing them only once, or only for a day or two, isn't enough for the Boss. The Boss wants to put the souls of those four scumbags into the Yin-Yang Record and then carry out eternal punishment day and night!

Just like they treated that girl back then. After all, when that girl was imprisoned in the storage room before, she didn't know when she would be rescued.

Right, Boss?"

Yingying came back at this time, holding the tray. The pen was washed by Yingying until it was shiny, and it was also sprayed with perfume, making it fragrant.

Zhou Ze took the cleaned pen in his hand,

opened the Yin-Yang Record,

and nodded:

"Yeah, actually, I'm not that perverted and inhumane.

I'll just keep punishing them until I forget all about this."