Death Notice
“We really should let the Death Inquisitor arrest and interrogate them. We should torture such people!”
“Right, right, right. If everyone goes online to petition, the Death Inquisitor might even make a move!”
Jack frowned. “Beat up a homeless man? What homeless man?”
He opened his phone to search for keywords, and a group of photos actually appeared. In the photos, there was a woman in black silk who was kicking the tramp with her high heels. The tramp did not dare to fight back. He just hugged his head and curled up into a ball. His body was bleeding, and the photos were very bloody.