I asked you to live broadcast the law, but I didn’t ask you to be a prophet.

Chapter 267 The judge is here
"Zhao Chen! Did you harm my parents?" Zhao Jue roared angrily.

However, Zhao Chen only paused for a moment, as if he didn't hear Zhao Jue's roar, and slowly turned his head to look at Uncle Zhao.

"Dad, is the fish soup delicious?"

As he spoke, he picked up the bowl again and continued to feed his third uncle soup with a smile.

The latter is a bit "demented" but not deaf.

Uncle Zhao looked at the four people who came in aggressively from the door, then looked at Zhao Chen in front of him, and said hesitantly: "Chen, your cousin has come back from Songhai. Have you seen her?"

"Dad, ah - drink some soup." Zhao Chen didn't seem to hear anything and continued his "filial son" behavior.

"Zhao Chen! Stop pretending!" Zhao Jue walked to his third uncle's desk and warned loudly.

"We already have evidence of your poisoning! Zhao Chen, you are simply crazy!"

The eighth uncle, Zhao Fuqing, bumped into Zhao Jue and the others when he was going downstairs just now, and he probably knew the truth of the matter.

He looked at Zhao Chen and advised earnestly: "Chen, please stop, there are police officers outside the villa!"

"Poison...?" After hearing Zhao Jue's words, the third uncle glanced at Zhao Chen doubtfully.

"Dad! Have some soup!" Zhao Chen said through gritted teeth with a smile on his face.

"Drink the soup quickly. If you don't drink it, the soup will get cold! Ah——!"

Before anyone could react, Zhao Xi picked up a thick ancient book on the desk and accurately hit Zhao Chen's wrist holding the fish soup.

Snapped! !

Zhao Chen was in pain for a moment, his hands loosened, the whole bowl of fish soup fell to the floor, and the rice bowl shattered on the ground.

"You little bastard!" Zhao Chen suddenly got angry, stood up from his seat, turned around and glared at Zhao Xi.

That look didn't look like he was looking at his half-sister, but more like he was looking at an enemy.

"Zhao Chen! You can't talk about your sister like that! Let Xiao Xi go!"

Uncle Zhao seemed to have heard some key words, his brain was confused, and his memory jumped back to more than 10 years ago——

Zhao Chen cursed "little bastard" and pinched Zhao Xi's neck fiercely.

But in an instant, he returned to normal, but at the same time he also forgot what Zhao Chen had just insulted Zhao Xi.

"Poisoning?" Uncle Zhao started asking about the poisoning again, as if the game had rewinded.

"Morning, where did you poison me?"

"Dad, I don't know what they are talking about." Zhao Chen stared at Zhao Jue and the others and said word by word.

Zhao Jue sneered: "Still pretending to be stupid? Zhao Chen, you are simply a devil!"

"Why on earth are you doing this? Is it because my third uncle deprived you of your assets in the group?"

"If he hadn't done it in time, I'm afraid you would have been tricked and killed by your foreign friends!"

Zhao Chen's shoulders trembled, and a trace of ferocity flashed across his face that was pretending to be stupid.

He stared at Zhao Jue sinisterly and said quietly: "Your parents died early. Didn't anyone teach you how to speak?"

"Zhao Chen, you deserve to die!" Zhao Jue was irritated. She picked up the ornament at hand and raised her hand to smash it at Zhao Chen.

"Hey!" Uncle Eight quickly grabbed her hand and snatched the cultural ornament away.

"Xiao Jue, don't be impulsive. Nothing in your third uncle's room is cheap... The same goes for you, Xiao Xi. Do you know how much the book you just threw away costs tens of thousands?..."

Snapped! !

Before Zhao Fuqing could finish speaking, Zhao Chen gently pushed the blue and white porcelain vase on the desk. The latter fell to the floor and broke into more than a dozen pieces.

"Zhao Chen! You...!" Zhao Fuqing's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Zhao Chen in disbelief.

Snapped! !

Another piece of antique porcelain shattered on the floor.

Zhao Chen's hand stopped in mid-air, and while smiling at Uncle Eighth and the others, he slowly moved to the next piece of porcelain.

The third uncle sat next to him and weakly raised his hand, trying to stop Zhao Chen's crazy behavior.

Snapped!
There was a crisp sound, and Zhao Chen slapped the back of his third uncle's hand hard. The latter groaned in pain, covered his hands and curled up on his seat.

"Zhao Chen, you've gone too far!" Uncle Eight immediately scolded him, and then grabbed the angry Zhao Xi.

The latter was like a raging Pomeranian who just wanted to rush over and fight Zhao Chen.

However, she was no match for Zhao Chen. Zhao Fuqing grabbed her tightly, pointed at Zhao Chen and continued to curse:

"Zhao Chen, you are such a bastard! I didn't really believe in the poisoning at first, but now I do! You are really capable of killing your family members!"

"I'm telling you, the Sheriff is on the way now. Just wait and go to jail... Bah! You deserve the death penalty!"

Zhao Chen smiled coldly and pointed at his head: "Hey, Uncle Eight, you forgot, I am a fool!"

"I have a doctor's certificate that I have schizophrenia! Sometimes... I don't even know what I'm doing!"

After speaking, he picked up an ancient book on the table, tore it in half and threw it into the air. "I'm sorry, Dad, I really don't know what I'm doing!" Zhao Chen turned to Uncle Zhao and smiled ferociously.

"It's all your fault that I am what I am now. Are you satisfied?"

"Those brothers and sisters of yours died of Alzheimer's disease at a young age, and it was also your fault. Are you satisfied?"

Uncle Zhao seemed to be stimulated by his words. He curled up on the large chair and shed tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Fuxin... Fujun... Fumin..." He mumbled the names of his dead brothers and sisters, crying with tears and snot, like a child.

Since Uncle Zhao has been reclusive in recent years, not many people have seen him when he was ill.

Seeing this scene in front of them, Zhao Jue, Zhao Xi, Zhao Sui, and eighth uncle Zhao Fuqing were all shocked.

They stared blankly at the once high-spirited and tough-minded Third Uncle, who now looked like an old man who had lost his mind, and suddenly felt sad.

Especially the eighth uncle Zhao Fuqing, who has been traveling around for many years and rarely returns home.

In his impression, the third brother is the pillar of the Zhao family.

Now, this pillar collapsed in front of his eyes, and he felt helpless and confused...

"Hahahahaha!" Zhao Chen suddenly laughed wildly.

"The Zhao family is over! The Zhao family is over! The Zhao family is over!"

"That's enough for you!" Zhao Jue roared angrily.

Zhao Chen stopped laughing, looked at her, and said jokingly: "I heard that you are going to be the clan leader? You will also become mentally retarded by then!"

"Just like my dad! Just like me! Hahahaha!"

After saying that, he seemed to be possessed and started dancing on the spot.

boom! !

There was a deafening thunder outside the window, but he seemed not to be affected in any way and continued his crazy dance in the study room in front of everyone.

Zhao Xi wanted to rush over and beat him again, but Uncle Eighth held him tightly.

"Xiao Xi, don't be impulsive. He has a 'gold medal to avoid death' now. If he really beats you, you don't have to be responsible!"

"Don't be impulsive, wait until the sheriff comes!"

Zhao Jue looked at Zhao Chen angrily. The latter's crazy dance steps became even more unscrupulous, and he hummed a strange tune in his mouth: "Dang——! Dang! Dang! Dang!!"

thump thump~~
thump thump~~
Zhao Chen's cell phone suddenly rang twice. He took out his cell phone, smiled at Zhao Jue and the others and raised his hand: "Sorry, check the message."

The moment he looked at the screen, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

[User "Flying Judge Assistant No. 1" followed you]!

[User "Lifei Pufa VV" followed you]! !
"Deng?" Zhao Chen was stunned.

He was very familiar with Jiang Lifei, but Jiang Lifei didn't know him at all!
The only two times they met today was on the ferry, when he was still wearing a helmet——

Zhao Chen believes that wearing a helmet can effectively prevent the "Flying Judge" from reading his thoughts!

The second time was on the steps leading to the top of the mountain.

Zhao Chen was very sure that during these two encounters, he did not leave any special impression on Judge Fei.

But how could he notice him and find his Douyin account? ?
"No, no, no!"

Zhao Chen took a few steps back and opened the monitoring software on his phone.

In an instant, in Ziyun Villa, a small red dot suddenly flashed across a dozen hidden cameras.

On the screen of Zhao Chen's mobile phone, more than a dozen pictures lit up at the same time.

"Where is he? Where is he?" Zhao Chen muttered, his eyes rolling wildly.

"The restaurant is not here!"

"The terrace on the second floor is not here!"

"The lobby on the second floor is not here!"

“The cubicles are not even there!!”

Finally, his eyes rested on the picture of the hidden camera in front of the third uncle's study door.

Jiang Lifei was standing outside the ajar door of the study!

Alone, he slowly turned around, stared at the hidden camera behind the calligraphy and painting outside the door, and made a knocking motion.

dong dong!

"I am coming."

　ps: More updates tonight

　　pps: I was dragged out by my friends to drink tonight, and I can’t make more updates (sad)
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