Nangong Yue transmigrates to the world of Detective Conan with the Judge Livestream System. She has to livestream once every seven days. Each livestream is a trial, and every trial means at least one life will be lost.
Fortunately, there are plenty of criminals in the world of Detective Conan. There should be enough to keep Nangong Yue livestreaming for hundreds of years.
White Impermanence: Never let deceit and cunning blind you to the gods. Fortune and misfortune follow like shadows in the candlelight.
Black Impermanence: Good and evil are always repaid in the end. The only question is whether the reckoning comes sooner or later.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
How should I put it? The beginning was okay, but my crotch was pulled during the second live broadcast. If someone cheated on me, the crime would not be punishable by death. Is the author being labeled as someone who hates minotaurs so much? Doesn't it mean that you forgive these cheaters? Even if you are trying to judge, you have to judge those who have committed serious crimes. I think the most likely cases of such people are castration of men and disfigurement of women. It's a bit too much for you to kill people casually.
The author recommends watching Death Designer, you are too straightforward. I feel like Death Designer is really good. Of course, the name may have been changed now, but he must have written more than a thousand of them!
Gods have their own rules, and people have their own rules. You cannot cross the line just because you are a god. What's more, you are just a mortal, you just have a system.
It's as if God doesn't do bad things. Those saints in the ancient times, especially the two most shameless people in the West, did many bad things and were shameless.
Don't you know that Cheng Shi is a big boss in women's clothing??
Floating by, burning paper, lighting wax, adding incense, but no movement; pouring wine, paying tribute, setting off cannons, smashing monuments, but no response; digging graves, digging graves, opening coffins, whipping corpses, and losing temper; setting fires, burning corpses, filing bones, raising ashes, trying again, setting up tables, drawing talismans, performing martial arts, thundering, but no corpses; bells, wooden swords, villains, chanting incantations, and summoning spirits again; crying, crying, wailing, beating the ground? …The author is dead and the poor man has no way to save himself.
Let's take some snacks. Was it eaten in Chapter 11 or 2?
Is the author a child? It's written in such a funny way, it's scary even for someone with a low IQ. I'm drunk. . . . . . . . .
Although it says ending, I feel like the plot is not over yet???
Is it the author who is stupid, or the policeman who is stupid? You live broadcast on the advertising screen, and people become angry and turn off the power. Are you still live streaming?