LIVESTREAM: THE ADJUDICATOR OF DEATH

by Legrev

Continuation of Livestream: The Adjudicator of death from Stayrr

1. 98-110

Chapter 98: The Police Had Arrived

This news immediately aroused the anger of the people. Everyone petitioned to have him killed.

Jack glanced at them coldly.

Killing was not his original intention.

He was just playing a game with the guilty people. As for whether they could survive, it all depended on whether could or couldn't.

"Your skills are indeed not bad, and you were born with such great strength. If I'm not wrong, after you peeled off the victim's face, you crushed her head with your bare hands, right?"

"You're very accurate. Her head was too fragile. I crushed her head easily. If it were you, I could have crushed your head that easily and dug out your eyeballs."

Listening to what he said and looking at his smug expression, as if he was really showing off and taking pride in what he did, the audience in the live broadcast room were all extremely angry. Even Loggins, who was standing at the side, was so angry that his entire body trembled. He was simply inhumane. If Loggins was not a police officer, perhaps he would even have said, "Go to hell, you scum!"

But hearing these words, the person who was most shocked was Bowman. As a forensic doctor, he knew very well that it was almost impossible to crush a human's head with one's bare hands.

"This guy can actually crush a human's head with his bare hands? Is he a human or a bear? This is simply too terrifying!"

Judy said, "Didn't the Death Inquisitor say that he was born with such great strength?"

Bowman looked helpless and didn't know what to say. It was really meaningless to communicate with people who didn't have any medical knowledge.

In the live broadcast room, Jack's cold voice sounded again.

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"Is that so? I'm looking forward to it, but first, you have to escape from here alive. Now, I want to play a game with you. The name of this game is called 'The Police.' The person next to you is the leader of the Zero Major Crimes Group, Loggins. He relied on his courage to successfully escape just now. Now, he will be the one to save you."

He then turned to Loggins and said, "Loggins, haven't you always wanted a survivor? I'm giving you a chance now. You pull him down, and he's yours. As you can see, Zangwei is now completely fixed to a steel frame. There is an iron plate three meters above his chest. There are 15 sharp steel pipes on the iron plate. After five minutes of power connection, the steel pipes on the iron plate will touch Zangwei's chest and pierce his body, penetrating his internal organs. But before that happens, you still have a chance to save him. The only solution to this game is that you have to walk to the machine on the other side and lift the steel frame. The power will be cut off, and the steel plate will stop falling. But if you lift the steel frame, the device that is holding Zangwei's head will extend a sharp blade from both sides. The sharp blade will cut under Zangwei's face. The more you lift, the longer the sharp blade will extend until it cuts off his entire face. The power supply of the entire equipment will last for ten minutes. After ten minutes, the power supply will be cut off, the iron lock will be activated, and the game will be over. However, I have to remind you to remember what I said. Don't be fooled by time. This game will not be easy. Now, let's start the game."

Kacha!

The power supply was connected, and the iron plate hanging above made a buzzing sound. Then, it began to fall bit by bit. Looking at the steel pipes that the Phoenix came to eat and listening to the terrifying and strange music, Zangwei did not dare to imagine the scene of the steel pipes passing through his body. Just a few minutes ago, he wasn't afraid. It was just death anyway. It wasn't something he was afraid of. But after listening to the rules of the game, he was afraid.

"You pervert! If you have the ability, kill me with one strike!"

Jack sneered. He could not be bothered to talk to him. Right now, he only wanted to quietly watch a bloody game.

However, the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't hold it in any longer. The surging bullet comments came again.

"Hehehe! I'll kill you with one slash. You think well. I'll torture you to death slowly!"

"Don't save him. Loggins, please don't save him. This person is a criminal, a scum. He deserves to die! Just watch him die quietly!"

"Right! If you save him, you'll be a scum and a beast just like him!"

"Think about how miserable that dead girl was! Don't save that bastard! Let him die! Let him die!"

"Forget about the rules. If you're a man, just sit by the side and rest for five minutes and watch him die. It'll be over soon. If you do this, not only will you wash away your previous humiliation, you'll also be hailed as a hero by the people when you come out!"

"Do you have any intelligence to analyze it? I don't really understand it."

"It's very simple. The Death Judge will electrify the machine for ten minutes. The iron plate will fall down and stab the scumbag to death five minutes later. So, as long as Loggins lifts the steel frame for five minutes, he can save Zangwei by disconnecting the power supply. However, these devices are all connected. As long as you lift the steel frame, the sharp blade on the other side will cut Zangwei's face."

"Now that you mention it, I understand. It'll cut off his face first and then stab him to death. It'll be perfect!"

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"Perfect!"

At this moment, Loggins had roughly understood the rules of this game.

What he needed to do was to lift the steel frame and hold on for five minutes. It was that simple.

At least, that was what it looked like on the surface.

But it was obviously not. The Death Judge had already said that this game would not be simple. That meant that there was a trap!

'F*ck! Another trap!'

Loggins, who had suffered a loss once, was now very careful.

He still had five minutes. He decided to seriously think about it.

But at this moment, Zangwei became anxious.

"F*ck! You're a police officer. You can't f*cking watch me die, right? You can't do this!" Zangwei lay on the metal board and scolded Loggins anxiously.

Loggins' face was instantly filled with disgust. 'You know fear now. Why do you kill so fearlessly then?' he thought as he glared at Zangwei.

He didn't have a good impression of this scum. As an agent, he wanted to avenge the victim. It could even be said that he wanted Zangwei to die more than the viewers did!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have risked his life so many times to hunt down the most dangerous criminal.

However, as an agent, he was transferred to the police station. For the dignity of the police, Loggins would never allow the Death Inquisitor to kill Zangwei in front of him.

Soon, Loggins studied the machine carefully.

He found the problem. The game was not that simple.

There were many hidden dangers.

There were many life-threatening dangers everywhere.

To save Zangwei, blood would have to be spilled!

Chapter 99: The Angry Zangwei

"F*ck you! Are you a cop? Come and save me!" Seeing that Loggins was still standing there, Zangwei scolded him again.

The audience in the live broadcast room laughed when they saw this scene.

"Hahaha! This bastard is getting anxious."

"Continue to stay still. Hold on for another ten minutes, and you'll wash away the humiliation, Loggins!"

"I say that five minutes is still too long. Let this scumbag waste another five minutes of air in this world. Just throw this kind of trash directly into the trash can!"

"You're right! Throw it into the trash can and go up to take a piss!"

"Do you guys think Loggins will save him?"

"I don't know. This Loggins is standing still. I wonder what he's thinking?"

While the audience was discussing on the bullet screen, Loggins moved. He looked at Zangwei coldly and said, "You piece of trash. If you don't want to die, then shut up!"

After saying that, he walked directly to the machine opposite him. According to the rules of the game, if one wanted to stop the machine, they had to lift the steel frame that looked like a bicycle handle. However, there were more than ten lead blocks welded to the bottom of the steel frame, and it looked like it weighed one to two hundred kilograms. Not only that, but there were four sharp steel cones on both sides of the steel frame that pointed to the inside. When a person stood inside, as long as he lifted the steel frame, the steel cones would shrink inward and inevitably pierce into his waist.

"Bastard! Damn bastard!"

Cold sweat kept falling from Loggins' head.

At this moment, when he stood inside, the camera was close to the prop and gave a close-up shot. The audience immediately understood what was going on.

"You Idiot, are you really going to save this scumbag?"

"He even stabbed himself twice to save him. Is this Loggins an idiot?"

"What an idiot! He insisted on saving this scumbag. If you can escape the Death Judge's design, I will dare to eat sh*t on the live broadcast!"

"Could it be that you have already seen through the judge's design?"

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"It's just that he hasn't seen through it. That's why he dared to bet. Can an ordinary person see through the judge's design? However, it's precisely because they can't see through it that I feel certain of Zangwei's death!"

"That makes sense!"

At this moment, Ross and the others were also worried about Loggins. However, they knew very well that if it were any of them, they would have chosen to do the same.

"It's really difficult for leader Loggins!"

"But I see that the length and position of the steel cones should not cause fatal injuries to Loggins, but the bleeding of the tissue cannot be ignored. Moreover, there is internal bleeding. In addition to that, his windpipe is damaged. The situation he is facing is still very dangerous." Bowman analyzed from the side. His face was full of worry.

Ross sighed and said, "But this is our duty. He really has no way out. The most important thing now is whether the Death Judge has set up shortcuts and thought traps. Does he really have to suffer physical torture?"

Monica said, "Do you still remember what the Death Judge said? He said that the only solution to this game was to walk into the machine on the opposite side and lift the steel frame. He specified that that's the only way. This was the only time in his live broadcast that he explicitly mentioned how to play the game. Obviously, even if there were thought traps, it was built on this foundation."

"If it was built on this foundation, then there wouldn't be any thought traps. He should just lift it up and hold it for five minutes!" Willie said, puzzled.

Bowman shook his head and said, "It's not that simple. Under the situation where both sides are penetrated, it's very difficult to lift something as heavy as one to two hundred kilograms. It's almost impossible to hold it for another five minutes."

"He can lift it up for a while and then put it down to rest for a while!"

Monica shook her head and said, "It can't be that simple. I speculate that the Death Judge might have set one or many thought traps in it. After all, every time he broadcasts, it's a show of his technology. He won't be satisfied with just one unexpected trap. He won't be satisfied with this mediocrity."

"I agree with Monica. The question now is, where is the trap?"

They were busy thinking and deducing. At this moment, Loggins took a deep breath, placed his shoulders under the steel frame, and then exerted force on his legs.

The extremely heavy steel frame was like a huge mountain pressing on Loggins' shoulders.

He gritted his teeth and stared at it, then let out a low roar.

"Ah!"

Creak!

The steel frame was lifted up. In an instant, two sharp steel cones were pushed towards Loggins' ribs and pushed in forcefully.

Tss!

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It was directly inserted into the steel frame!

Bright-red blood gushed out like a dam opening.

"F*ck!"

The intense pain stimulated every nerve in Loggins' body. His entire body trembled, but he did not give up. He gritted his teeth fiercely. His entire face was distorted at this moment, but the slowly descending steel plate really stopped.

But at this moment, Zangwei in front of him let out a miserable cry like an animal being slaughtered.

"Ah!"

"Ah ah ah!"

"F*ck! Stop, stop! F*ck!"

Blood flowed down Zangwei's face, and sharp blades extended from both sides of his head. At this moment, the sharp blades pierced through his face, sticking close to the bones on his face and pushing toward the middle like a forklift. They were going to shovel Zangwei's entire face off close to his skull.

"F*ck! Go on! It's so exciting!"

"You peel off the skin of others, and now the judge is coming to peel off your face, and it's even automatic."

"Amazing! The judge has planned this well! He used the same strategy this scum did to kill that girl!"

"The judge's usual method is really not bad! Let them have a taste of their own medicine!"

"Quickly peel it off! Speed it up and shovel his face clean! Shovel it into his skull!"

Seeing this bloody scene, the audience in the live broadcast room was very happy. It was not that they were abnormal, but it was satisfying to watch someone evil being punished.

On the other side, Loggins was already in pain. Hearing Zangwei's words, he immediately put down the steel frame.

With a sizzling sound, four steel cones were pulled out of his body, and thick blood gushed out.

Hiss!

"F*ck!"

Loggins sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Are you f*cking trying to kill me? F*ck you! My face! Ah! Damn it!" Zangwei cursed loudly. He struggled desperately, but his head, waist, hands, and feet were all firmly fixed. He could not move at all. He could only lie there and keep clenching his fists, making noises, as if he was going to crush his fists!

Chapter 100: I've Found Your Trap

At this moment, the sharp blade withdrew from Zangwei's face. The flesh on his face was completely twisted, and the open wound kept bleeding.

When Loggins heard Zangwei's words, he was instantly furious. He had been furious all night. First, his plan had failed, then he had been teased by the Death Inquisitor. Now, he had risked his life to save someone who was also constantly scolding him. Those who did not know better would have thought that Zangwei was trying to save him again, and the pent-up anger in his heart suddenly erupted.

"F*ck you! If you want to die, I won't save you!"

Zangwei was stunned, and the audience in the live broadcast room became excited.

"Yes! That's right! Be like a man!"

"If you're a man, then stay angry for five minutes!"

"Hehe! I can't even look at him. At least hold on for one minute."

"I believe that. Look at him! He really can't do it. I give him ten seconds at most. Just wait and see."

Zangwei did not expect that Loggins would suddenly become angry, so his eyes turned to the side. He looked at Loggins and said, "Don't be like this. I was wrong. I was really wrong. You should think of a way. That thing is about to fall. I will be stabbed to death. Save me! Please save me! I have clues about the Death Inquisitor. I have fought with him before!"

Hearing Zangwei's last words, Loggins was shocked. When he got out of the car, he only felt a sharp pain on his neck. He immediately lost consciousness, so he did not even see a shadow of the Death Inquisitor. However, Zangwei had fought with him before, so he must know a lot about the Death Judge. This was a very good breakthrough and would be a good opportunity for him to learn more about his opponent.

"Tell me quickly, what clues do you know?"

"You have to save me first. I will tell you. Otherwise, you might not save me."

Seeing that there was not much time left, Loggins did not have time to waste with him. He nodded and said, "Okay. I will save you, but you have to f*cking hold it in!"

Hearing this, the audience in the live broadcast room launched another bullet screen.

"F*ck! This trash did not last a minute!"

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"If he really has a clue, then he should be dead. We can't let the police catch the judge!"

"It's your first day watching the live broadcast, right? Even if Zangwei really fought with the judge, do you think that the judge would not have thought of this with his IQ? Don't worry, I'm sure that his clues are absolutely useless!"

At this time, Loggins stood up again, took a deep breath, exerted all his strength, and lifted up.

Zap!

The steel blade once again pierced into his ribs, squeezing out a thick stream of blood.

At this moment, the sharp blades on both sides of Zangwei's face were pushed out again, cutting open the wound where the blood had just coagulated.

"Ahhhh!"

"F*ck! Death Judge, you're a pervert!"

"You lunatic! A perverted murderer!"

Zangwei did not dare to continue scolding Loggins, so he started cursing the Death Inquisitor directly. The pain on his face made his entire body spasm and tremble uncontrollably. He had not only cut off one face, he had also heard countless screams. All he knew was that it was very exciting, but he had never thought that one day his own face would be cut off. He had never thought that one day he would hear his own screams. He had never thought how painful it would be. Now he knew. It felt like every nerve in his body had been cut off, and it was as if he was caressing his brain. His entire body was numb.

At this moment, Loggins was clenching his teeth tightly. His nostrils were wide open and he was breathing heavily. His eyes looked like they were about to pop out.

One, two, three, four, five...

As the seconds ticked by, Loggins only felt the pressure on his shoulders becoming heavier and heavier, until his legs began to tremble and his breathing became difficult.

Clang!

A loud sound echoed in the room.

The steel frame fell heavily to the ground.

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Buzz buzz buzz...

The power was connected.

The sharp steel pipe continued to operate, stabbing down bit by bit. At this moment, it was only about a meter away from Zangwei's chest.

"Ah Ah Ah! Continue! You must save me, please! Save me!" Looking at the sharp steel pipes that were flashing with a metallic luster, Zangwei felt a cold aura penetrate his body. It was as if his soul was about to freeze.

At this moment, Loggins' gaze was not on Zangwei but on the machine above him. There was a transparent rectangular box with two thin steel troughs inside. The outside was dyed red and blue, and they were placed in parallel, it was like a train track, but there was a gap of about ten centimeters in the middle. However, there were two common steel bars at the gap, which were placed in the steel troughs. One end was fixed, and the other end was moving.

Every time Loggins lifted the steel frame, a force would be transferred there. Then, the steel channel would stretch to both sides, causing the steel bars to move continuously in the grass.

"I understand."

"Death Inquisitor, I know your intention. I have found your trap!"

Loggins suddenly became excited, acting as if he had caught the Death Inquisitor.

"There are two steel troughs in the glass cover. If my deduction is correct, the red one is the line of fire, and the blue one is the zero line. Every time I lift the steel frame, the steel troughs will stretch to both sides. The higher I lift, the larger the gap between the steel troughs. If I'm not wrong, as long as I lift the steel troughs to the largest position, the gap between the steel troughs will be enough for the steel bars inside to fall. If that happens, the two steel bars will come into contact, and the line of fire and the zero line will come into contact. What will the result be? The whole circuit will short-circuit, and the machine will be stopped forever!" Loggins said excitedly. His pride shone through his eyes.

"I learned something again!"

"You learned something? Are you a primary school student? I suggest you watch it with your parents."

"You make a lot of sense. Could it have been cracked just like that?"

"It should be cracked. He sounded so confident."

"Ahhh! I'm so angry. Do we have to let this scumbag get out alive? !"

"No! The judge must kill him! This face-ripping bastard!"

"The judge's trap cannot be cracked forever. There will always be people with strange ideas."

"Although that's the case, I still can't accept it! How can I let such a scum get out alive? !"

At this moment, the screen in the live broadcast room showed a close-up of the glass cover. Ross and the others in the Zero Major Crimes Team also looked at it carefully.

"It seems to be like this. This set of props has two sets of switches. One set is to lift the steel frame and the circuit will be broken, and the other set is this rail-stretching device."

"Yes, I agree, but don't you think that this setting is a little too simple and shallow?" Ross said with a frown. He always felt that it was so simple. He vaguely felt that there was something they were missing.

Chapter 101: What Kind of Person Was He?

Monica looked at Ross and said, "That may not be the case. It may be complicated or simple. The Death Inquisitor has set it up before, but for this mechanism, you need to discover it yourself and find out the rules yourself. Compared to the one just now where you could reach out and grab a water pipe on the left, this one is much more complicated. That one just made use of most people's right-hand priority law and cognitive inertia, so it set the water pipe on the left to move."

Monica analyzed it a little, but she wasn't sure if there were any more traps. After all, the Death Inquisitor was a cunning fox.

Judy said, "This setting is not bad. According to what you said, if you want to pass the game, you have to lift the steel frame to the highest position. Then, the sharp blade will be pushed to the highest position, and Zangwei's face will be cut off. If you want to live, you have to give up your face. I like this design!"

On the other side of the live broadcast, Loggins could not calm down his excitement for a moment.

He was so excited that he even forgot the pain. Finally, he won once and broke the Death Inquisitor's trap.

This proved that the Death Inquisitor could not always win.

After all, he was just a mere human, and humans had their weaknesses.

He, Loggins, would pick himself up wherever he fell today. He wanted to save people from the Death Inquisitor in front of tens of millions of spectators.

It was time to maintain his dignity!

It was time to maintain the dignity of the police!

How could he not be excited?

At that time, Jack, who was in a dark corner, saw the unconcealable excitement on Loggins' face. The corners of Jack's mouth rose slightly, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

He only saw the first trap, but his eyes were blinded by excitement, and he overlooked the second trap.

When Zangwei found out that he was saved, he also let out a sigh of relief.

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and save me!"

Loggins looked at Zangwei's relaxed expression and said coldly, "You might not have understood. If you want to come down from there alive, you have to leave a face on it."

Hearing this, Zangwei's body suddenly trembled, and his mind finally figured out what was going on.

"F*ck! Death Judge, you're crazy! F*ck your mother!"

"Are you willing to leave your face on it?" Loggins' tone became very cold.

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Zangwei finally became timid and whispered, "Isn't there another way? You just need to lift the steel frame and hold on for a few minutes. As long as you survive, we'll win."

"I'll try my best," Loggins said as he sighed. He wasn't sure, but he had to try. If it really didn't work, he would just lift the steel frame to the highest position at the last moment.

Thinking of this, Loggins put his shoulder under the steel frame again and looked at the closed transparent glass cover.

Creak!

The steel frame was lifted again and the steel groove was stretched outwards.

It was as expected!

That's right! It was like this!

Intense pain began to spread through Loggins' ribs, but it could not stop his current excitement.

"One, two, three...eight, nine."

Loggins counted.

Clang!

A loud sound was heard and the steel frame fell.

Huff! Huff! Huff!

Loggins panted heavily. The steel frame was too heavy, and it was getting harder and harder for him to hold on.

"1,2,3...7."

Clang!

Another loud sound rang out as the steel frame fell again.

This time, it was shorter by two seconds.

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Loggins felt that his body had become very light, and the blood on his ribs was still flowing. There was no way for him to recover his strength so quickly, and his body was already feeling exhausted.

"Quick! Continue! Don't put it down! It's going to stab me soon! Ahhhh!" Zangwei roared crazily. Looking at the sharp steel pipes, a deep fear welled up in his heart.

At this time, the Zero Major Crimes Team was watching the live broadcast carefully. They were all frowning.

"I think I know the secret of this game."

"AH? What secret?"

"Are there any other traps?"

Ross nodded and said, "That's right. There's another trap. Do you remember what the Death Judge said after Loggins escaped? He said, 'You're very brave and decisive. I hope you can keep it up. This will be very helpful for your next game.'"

"I remember that. What's wrong with that sentence? Is there a problem?"

"Yeah, what's wrong with that sentence? Are you under too much pressure?"

Monica, who was at the side, was also at a loss. As a psychologist, she did not think there was anything strange about it.

Ross continued, "Courage and decisiveness are the keys to completing the second level of the game. The setting of the second level of the game caused a problem. In fact, it was impossible for Loggins to hold the steel frame for five minutes. The only solution was to decisively lift the steel frame to the highest point, peel off Zangwei's face, and save his life. But it's too late now. Zangwei is dead for sure."

Anthony shook his head and said, "No, isn't there still time? If we can't hold on any longer, it won't be too late to lift the steel frame to the highest point at the last moment."

"Everyone thinks so, so the Death Judge warned us to remember his words and not be deceived by time, but all of us were still deceived." Ross looked at everyone.

Seeing that everyone was still very confused, he did not understand what he meant, so he continued to explain, "In the two close-ups just now, you may not have noticed that after each time the steel channel was pulled apart, the distance between the steel channels would decrease a little. Now, the gap between the steel channels is much wider than before."

"If my deduction is correct, even if Loggins lifts the steel troughs to the highest position, the two steel bars will not fall down because the distance between the steel troughs is too small. Zangwei has no chance of survival. He's dead!"

After hearing Ross's explanation, everyone's eyes widened. Even Monica, who was standing beside him, had a look of disbelief on her face.

It was another thought trap!

Out of 100 people, perhaps 100 of them would not decisively lift up the steel frame and have the flesh of their faces peeled off. This was because the tortured person would scream, and the person who carried out the rescue would also be in greater pain. Everyone felt that they were lucky, so they wanted to persevere, using the simplest and least harmful method.

But it was this very common thought that gave the Death Judge the opportunity to design a thought trap.

Why?

Why can he set up such complex thinking traps every time?

And he even reminded the tortured person several times.

He was too confident and too arrogant!

Meanwhile, no one has been able to determine even a single flaw of his.

'Death Inquisitor, what kind of person are you?!' Ross thought.

Chapter 102: The End of the Family

Monica panted slightly. She could not imagine it, and she did not dare to imagine it. She was afraid that any of her deductions or mental images would destroy the god-like image of the Death Inquisitor in her mind.

Willie, who was beside her, angrily said, "If that's the case, then no matter what Loggins does now, nothing will change? Everything he does will be useless?"

Hart said, "If he can hold on, he can still save Zangwei."

"It's impossible. From his current condition, we know that he won't be able to hold on," Bowman said.

Ross sighed and said, "Keep watching. Hopefully, a miracle will happen."

Although he comforted everyone, he knew very well that miracles did not exist.

Buzz buzz buzz...

Eight minutes had passed. There were only two minutes left before the game ended. However, the sharp steel pipe had already touched Zangwei's clothes.

"F*ck! Hurry up! Hurry up and lift it up!"

Loggins said, "I can't hold on much longer. I can only lift the steel frame to the highest position now."

"Lift it! Lift it! Quickly lift it to the highest position!" Zangwei knew that it was useless to say anything and that he could only agree. Between his face and his life, which was more important? Of course he knew which one to choose.

Once he was rescued, with Loggins' current condition, he could easily kill Loggins and then escape from there. What was important was that he stayed alive.

Loggins took a deep breath, and all the remaining strength in his body burst out.

"Ah!" Loggins roared and raised the steel frame.

Creak!

The steel frame was lifted up by Loggins bit by bit, and it was getting higher and higher. The steel slots in the glass cover were also being pulled open bit by bit.

On Zangwei's side, the sharp blade pierced into his skin bit by bit. Under his skin, it slowly pushed forward. The skin, flesh, and bones were peeled off, and blood kept dripping down.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"F*ck!"

Zangwei screamed miserably. Loggins endured the intense pain from his ribs and used his last bit of strength to lift the steel frame to the highest position. However, at this moment, the scene froze, and Loggins was also dumbfounded. The end of the steel bar was placed on the edge of the steel trough and did not fall down.

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"How could this be? Could it be that my guess was wrong?" Loggins was overwhelmed with confusion.

He originally thought that he had seen through the Death Inquisitor's trap and that he could win against him.

But reality hit him hard, and he felt like someone had slapped him.

"Impossible! It can't be like this! It can definitely be lifted higher!"

Loggins roared crazily and kept pushing the steel frame up to no avail. The steel frame had already reached the highest position.

Seeing Loggins' lifeless and desperate expression, the audience in the live broadcast room became happy.

"Hahaha! You didn't fall. Are you disappointed? Do you think you can win against the judge? How is that possible!"

"Zangwei is dead for sure this time. That's great! It's worth celebrating!"

"Looks like Loggins saw through a fake trap!"

"Is this a fake trap? The judge is really amazing!"

"You are wrong, I am from MIT. According to my careful observation and research, I am sure that this is not a fake trap. This is a double trap. The mechanism above can fall at the beginning. Loggins' analysis is not wrong on this point. However, every time the steel channel is opened and closed, the steel frame is lifted and lowered by Loggins. The distance between the steel channels on the mechanism will be closer. Therefore, after a few times of opening and closing, the distance between the steel channels can no longer make the steel bars fall. It is that simple!"

"Oh my god! Is there really someone who can see through the judge's trap? As expected of an MIT student!"

"Who said I'm a student? And this trap, I only saw through it by luck. I didn't find any of the previous traps."

"Are all the viewers in the live broadcast room so high-level?"

"If you ask me, the judge's level is the highest!"

The bullet comments kept rolling and the entire live broadcast room was covered. At this moment, a close-up shot suddenly appeared on the screen, and viewers gasped as they awaited the outcome.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

Zangwei's nose had been cut off by a sharp blade. The entire face, skin, and flesh of his skull had been peeled off. It looked like a human face floating in a pool of blood. The scene was extremely bloody and terrifying!

"F*ck! I'm scared to death!"

"It's too scary! There are always different kinds of horrifying scenes in the live broadcast!"

"Although it's scary and cruel, this Zangwei deserves it. He deserves to die! He deserves to have his face peeled off!"

"That's right. Don't sympathize with him. Think about how he treated that girl. Not only did he peel off her face, but he also crushed her skull. That's what's cruel!"

"Do you even need to say that? Who would sympathize with such a person!"

Just as the audience was sending out bullet comments, Loggins' loud shout was heard from the live broadcast room.

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"Ah! I can't take it anymore! I can't hold on anymore!"

"No! No! Hold on for a little longer! Don't put it down!" Hearing Loggins' words, Zangwei could not help but feel fear. He shouted loudly, and blood continuously spurted out from his mouth.

Clang!

With another loud sound, the steel frame fell to the ground again.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The power was connected, and the steel pipe continued to fall, stabbing at Zangwei.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz...

The tip of the slanted steel pipe was very sharp, like the tip of a needle. It directly pierced through Zangwei's clothes and skin. A flower of blood instantly bloomed, and the small flower of blood connected into a big flower of blood. Zangwei's entire chest was dyed red.

"Ah! Save me! Save me!" Zangwei screamed miserably.

When Loggins saw this scene, his eyes turned red.

"F*ck! Damn bastard! Why did this happen?"

He lifted the steel frame again and heard the falling steel pipe. Zangwei spoke in a weak voice. "Hold on, hold on, save me!"

He did not finish his sentence.

Clang!

The steel frame fell to the ground again.

Buzz buzz buzz...

Buzz buzz buzz...

More than ten sharp steel pipes pierced into Zangwei's chest this time. Further down were his weak internal organs and trachea.

"Ah! This can't be the end!"

Loggins was anxious and angry because he knew that no matter what he did, it would be useless now. However, he still lifted the steel frame again.

"Tell me, tell me, who the Death Inquisitor is!"

"I don't know! He is too fast. I only saw a black shadow. The old wizard once said that there is someone at the southeast coast who will end your family. That someone is the Death Inquisitor!"

Chapter 103: The Scene Was 100 Meters Away

Clang!

The steel frame fell to the ground again.

Buzz buzz buzz...

The steel pipe stabbed into Zangwei's soft internal organs.

PFFT!

A sound was heard.

Zangwei spat out a mouthful of blood.

"F*ck! It's not like that. Keep talking! What does he look like?" Loggins shouted as he crazily pushed against the steel frame, trying to lift it up. However, he did not have any strength left. The steel frame was very stable and did not move at all.

Zangwei was lying on the metal plate without any movement. Blood kept flowing down. More than ten steel tubes had pierced through his chest. His vital organs had all been pierced through. How could he be alive? He could be declared dead on the spot.

"Good! This scumbag is screaming so loudly that my eardrums are about to explode. Oh right, what did he say at the end? What about 'the southeast coast' and 'ending your family'?"

"It must be his hallucination. Many people have hallucinations when they are about to die. This is very normal. Anyway, let's talk about the Inquisitor."

"Thank you, Death Inquisitor! My friend can finally rest in peace!"

"Yeah! The Inquisitor is the true guardian of this city. I will always support the Inquisitor! I will never trust those who slander the Inquisitor again!"

"Me too! If anyone dares to slander the judge again, I will beat him to death!"

Jack glanced at the bullet screen, then at the blood-soaked Zangwei. Finally, his gaze fell on Loggins.

At this moment, Loggins was sitting on the ground dejectedly. Because of the intense shouting just now, the wound on his neck was torn open. Now that there was air leaking from his neck, he could not breathe properly. He could not even speak.

Jack's low and cold voice rang out.

"I have already reminded you that courage and decisiveness are very important. All of your deductions are correct, but they are not decisive enough. Furthermore, you have neglected one point. Every time you raise the steel bar and lower the steel frame, the space between the steel bars will shrink by five millimeters. You have a total of four chances. However, if you do not raise the steel frame to the highest position the fourth time, then the steel bars in the device will never fall. Five millimeters is the difference between life and death. Zangwei will peel off his face on the streets and crush his head. It's a game. I only want his face. It's not too much."

After Jack finished speaking, the audience in the live broadcast room was once again in an uproar.

"It's not too much! It's not too much at all! They can only blame themselves for being too stupid!"

"The judge is too amazing!"

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"Isn't the judge being too merciful though? If I had caught them, I would have killed them directly. I wouldn't have given them any chance!"

"I have to say, intelligence is needed, but under the circumstances of high intelligence, one has to be very decisive. The judge is a perfect genius!"

Loggins did not know what to say. He could no longer speak and breathe.

This time, he was completely defeated by the death judge.

To be more precise, this time, he was completely crushed by the Death Judge. His intelligence, strategy, and courage were all crushed.

Loggins felt a chill in his body, and he could not help but tremble.

This opponent was too terrifying!

He had fought against extremely fierce criminals countless times. He had overcome countless dangers to catch criminals, and he had won countless honors.

Now it seemed that his pride was laughable. He had fallen in the worst possible way. He thought that he had already stood in front of his opponent, but he was shocked to find that he had only stood at his opponent's feet and had been mercilessly teased.

"I lost."

Loggins opened his mouth, but no sound came out. At this time, the live broadcast room was filled with exciting music scores, just like the finale of a movie.

At this time, the ten minutes were up.

Crack!

With the sound of a mechanical bite, all the locks were opened.

"You can go now. You are the first person to leave this place alive. You can be proud of this. Today's death trial is over. Let's meet again next time. Thank you for watching."

Crack.

The screen disappeared and the live broadcast was closed.

—

"This death trial has ended. The verdict has been successful."

"The difficulty level of this death trial is being reviewed."

"The review has been completed. The difficulty level of this death trial is excellent 0."

"Reward obtained: 2,000 trial points. Unlocked Scenario: You Are Next."

"The commission for this live broadcast is $5,800."

"You are next: suitable for multi-target game scenarios, setting the rules of the game, and related to each other. It is considered to be on an advanced difficulty level."

Jack took a look. He was quite satisfied with this live broadcast, especially when another thick stack of money appeared on the table.

In a certain hotel, Wilcox's eyes were bloodshot, showing a strange red color.

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He had watched the entire live broadcast.

Others did not know the meaning of Zangwei's last words, but he knew. Zangwei was letting him escape, but could he escape?

"On the southeast coast, there are people who will end your family."

Wilcox gritted his teeth. His eyes were terrifyingly red.

Revenge for killing his son and revenge for killing his brother—with such hatred on his back, would Wilcox be able to escape?

"You won't die in vain," Wilcox said coldly.

Bang!

With a sound, Wilcox broke off a corner of the hotel table with one hand.

At this moment, Loggins sat on the ground with a self-deprecating expression, allowing the surrounding blood to surround him.

"Proud."

Loggins looked at Zangwei's corpse and laughed coldly.

The Death Inquisitor's words were like a needle that stabbed into his heart.

He thought that it was a contemptuous mockery and an insult to him.

After an unknown period of time, Loggins quietly got up from the ground. At the exit of the secret room, he found his cell phone, pistol, and other personal belongings.

But the next second, when he walked out of the secret room, he was stunned again.

The building not far away was actually the office building of the New York Police Department!

"How is this possible! This is impossible! What a joke!"

As Loggins walked out of the secret room, the Zero Major Crimes Unit was abuzz.

"The signal has appeared!" Judy said in surprise.

"Where is he?" Ross asked hurriedly.

Judy frowned and said, "Huh? That can't be right!"

"What's wrong?"

"The signal address shows that it's in an abandoned warehouse north of the police station."

"What? A warehouse? How is that possible?"

Ross was also stunned. Everyone was stunned. Everyone was watching the live broadcast in the building, but the scene of death was only one to two hundred meters away, in some nearby warehouse. What kind of joke was that?

"Impossible! There must be a mistake in the location!"

"This has to be a mistake. Quickly send someone out to look for Loggins."

At this moment, Ross's phone rang. It was a call from Loggins.

"Loggins, where are you?"

"Abandoned warehouse at the police station."

Chapter 104: Exonerating the Judge of Death

Ross's eyes narrowed. All his emotions exploded at that moment. His lips moved slightly, but in the end, he only managed to say one word.

"F*ck! Go to the warehouse immediately!" Ross shouted.

Everyone was stunned. They felt as if there were two big invisible hands. One hand was strangling their necks, and the other hand was continuously slapping them.

The scene of death was really in the police station. This was a f*cking joke!

Soon, everyone gathered with their mouths wide open.

Sure enough, it was really there.

Willie was in charge of sending Loggins to the hospital. Hart began to take photos of the warehouse for a first-class trace examination. Bowman put on gloves, put on his clothes, and dissected Zangwei's body on the spot.

Outside the warehouse, Ross was smoking silently. He was in a terrible mood.

"I think he's not just showing off his skills this time. He seems to be warning us," Monica whispered.

"It's not like that. He must be warning us. But I don't understand. How did he do it?"

"We can only check the surveillance footage."

"It's useless. There are no surveillance cameras here. This warehouse has been abandoned for a year. No one cares about it anymore." Ross sighed and took a deep puff.

At this moment, the phone in his pocket rang again. It was Willie.

"What's wrong?"

"I just left the police station. There's a large group of reporters blocking the police station's door. You should go and take a look."

"Okay, I got it."

Soon, Ross and Monica arrived at the police station's main entrance. They only saw a group of reporters rushing into the police station like a flood. They kept asking questions, and the loud noise almost blew the police station away.

"F*ck!"

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Ross was already in a bad mood. Seeing this scene, his mood became even worse.

Some of the reporters recognized Ross. When they saw the former leader of Task Force Zero coming, they immediately broke through the police at the door and rushed in front of Ross.

"Excuse me, Officer Ross, was it illegal for you to have framed the Death Inquisitor this time? How do you plan to deal with it?"

"Do you plan to let Loggins take the blame himself, just like officer Anthony did last time? You seem to be very good at shirking responsibility."

"Do you really have the ability to arrest the Death Inquisitor?"

Ross could only hear a buzzing sound in his ears. It was like the annoying chirping of cicadas in summer.

"First of all, we didn't intentionally frame him. We indeed encountered a problem with our investigation direction. We will definitely reflect on this problem. Also, as for the Death Inquisitor, we will catch him sooner or later. I swear!"

"Hahaha! Officer Ross is so childish!"

"What I really want to know is this—the Death Inquisitor has tried so many criminals, so why didn't the police do anything to these people before his trial? Is it because the police have failed in their duties, or is it just because you are so incompetent?"

As soon as this question was raised, Ross was furious.

Without the police, why was crime kept at the bare minimum in New York?

Yes, that's right. Of course, there were criminals every now and then, but the police were able to maintain peace and order to some extent.

"That person just now, you have to take responsibility for what you said!"

Ross's voice suddenly became serious. Coupled with his cold and serious gaze, the reporters were shocked.

Ka Ka Ka!

The shutter sound kept ringing.

"Ah! The police threatened me. Everyone saw it. I'm going to have a heart attack! Help!" one of the reporters shrieked.

Ross did not know what to say. He quickly covered his face with his hands.

At this moment, Monica walked over. She glanced at the crowd and said, "Do you see that surveillance camera? That is a surveillance camera with a radio function. We accept formal media interviews, but we do not accept malicious attacks and blackmail. Who said that he had a heart attack just now? Do you want me to get the video out now and post it on the Internet?"

"Ahem. Ma'am, I am all right now. It must not be a heart attack. I might have felt a little uncomfortable just now. I made a mistake."

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Monica did not expose him and continued, "Is this really all right? Don't let it relapse. Why don't we go to the hospital to check?"

Just like that, the reporter who was blackmailing was silenced by Monica. He did not dare to speak anymore. When the other reporters saw this scene, they also became serious.

However, at this time, the entire Internet was about to explode and no one could stop it.

During the live broadcast, no one had the time to vindicate the Death Inquisitor. After the live broadcast ended, tens of millions of people gathered together to speak for the Death Inquisitor.

On Twitter and on various online forums—and even on Pornhub—videos of people speaking for the Death Inquisitor appeared.

The experts who had previously jumped out to criticize the Death Inquisitor were now busy deleting their tweets. Some people even deleted all their tweets and changed their names, afraid that they would be caught.

At the same time, because the Zero Major Crimes Unit had previously released information regarding the Death Inquisitor, the news media seemed to have gone crazy as they sent out one news article after another.

—

"The Death Inquisitor, The Guardian of New York City!"

"The Live Broadcast of Death, The Nemesis of Evil!"

"The Murder on the Streets: Who Is the Blasphemer of the Law? The Death Inquisitor or the New York Police?"

"The Terminator of Evil, Our True Friend: The Death Inquisitor!"

—

Even the major television and radio programs were talking about it.

—

Voice of America: "Today, my theme is 'Evil will be punished, justice is eternal.' He who walks on the edge of evil uses his wisdom to punish every criminal who escapes justice. This is none other than the Death Judge!"

Late Night Road: "Today, we will not talk about our driver friends on the road. Today, we will talk about someone who is regarded as both a criminal and a hero. I believe you have heard his name. Yes, he is the Death Judge!

—

At this time, Jack, glanced at his mobile phone to browse through the news. The corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The public now sees him as the avenger or seeker of justice. After all, in the eyes of most people, whether you are playing games or killing people, as long as the people you kill are wicked ones, then you are on the side of justice.

So for all of this, Jack accepted it by default.

After tidying up his clothes and putting a few hundred dollars in his pocket, Jack went downstairs to eat some supper.

The night wind blew on his face, and he felt a little comfortable. Jack leisurely walked along the sidewalk. As he walked, he saw a lot of people surrounded in the distance, and there were lit candles on the ground.

"Sir, you are also here to mourn for Little Bun, right?" said a girl in white who suddenly walked in front of Jack.

Chapter 105: The Case of Los Angeles

Jack looked at the girl in white and nodded.

The girl handed him a random candle and said, "Go light it for her. We are all here to see her off. I hope she can rest in peace."

Jack took the candle. This was the place where he had found the body. He did not expect to walk to this place. He did not expect that so many people would send off the victim, Bun.

When he lit the candle, he found that the candles were arranged to form a few words.

—

Bun, rest in peace — Death Inquisitor.

—

Jack was slightly stunned, and then he put down the candle.

"Bun, rest in peace. The Death Inquisitor has avenged you."

"Bun, rest in peace. Bless the Death Inquisitor. Let him judge a few more bad guys!"

"Wu wu wu...Little Bun, rest in peace. I'll miss you."

The people who sent him off whispered along the way. Jack turned around and left. He walked alone in the night, his figure slowly blending into the darkness.

In the next few days, the police found the scene where Gardner and the others had died. It was in an abandoned factory in the suburbs, but the people's bodies had already decayed.

In addition, the police also held a press conference, demoting Loggins by one rank and removing him from the position of team leader of the Zero Major Crimes Unit.

Even though they had already done so, the police still left a very bad impression on the general public.

However, as the first person to leave the death broadcast room alive, Loggins did not rest while lying in the hospital. Wave after wave of reporters kept coming to interview him, but after quite a while, they were basically asking the same few questions.

"Did you think that you were going to die?"

"What was your mood when you fell into the trap? Why did you fall into the trap the second time?"

"Did you feel that your IQ was not enough?"

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"If you were to describe the Death Judge, do you think he was more like a bat or a clown?"

Facing these questions from the reporters, Loggins only felt that his injuries seemed to have become more serious.

Three days later, on a casual evening...

Under the night sky, a car quickly drove into a villa.

A person got out of the car. It was Wilcox.

Because he was not involved in the whole murder, the police did not look for him again. For the past two days, he had simply dealt with the funerals of Gardner and Zangwei. Gardner's body was in bits and pieces. He had picked up a few pieces of crushed meat and burned them into ashes.

In the spacious living room of the villa, four men were smoking silently.

They were the parents of the four murderers in the school bullying case: Atlee, Bulworth, Godwin, and Berkeley.

Around that time, Wilcox came in. The four people looked up and saw Wilcox's murderous face.

"Mr. Wilcox, you're here."

Wilcox directly asked, "Have you prepared the money?"

"Ten million has been prepared long ago." Atlee pointed to the boxes on the side. There were a total of five boxes.

Wilcox took a look, nodded, and faintly said, "Very good."

"Mr. Wilcox, the Internet now says that the Death Inquisitor is the Terminator. Are you confident?" Bulworth asked.

Wilcox said slowly, "I'm not confident. In terms of strength and intelligence, I'm no match for him. That's why we have to gather together. Any questions?"

Bulvos was stunned. His cold eyes trembled as he looked at him. In the end, he shook his head.

"Very good."

At this moment, a piece of news quickly went up on the Internet and soon became a hot topic.

—

"Los Angeles, California. Three girls who traveled together were attacked at night. Their intestines were taken out. Before they died, they were sexually assaulted. There were lacerations found on their lower bodies. Single women are not allowed to go out alone at night."

—

This angered the netizens.

"F*ck! It's another inhumane murderer!"

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"I live in Los Angeles. I'm so scared that I don't even dare to go out. How can there be such an inhumane person!"

"Hurry up and catch him! Send more police to catch such a person. It's too dangerous!"

"If only our Los Angeles City had a Death Inquisitor!"

"Yeah! Such people shouldn't be judged by the law. They should be tortured to death. Let the Death Inquisitor kill them!"

"Petition the Death Inquisitor to come to Los Angeles. I'm willing to fork out all my pocket money to reward the Inquisitor for his live broadcast!"

"That's right! Petition the Death Inquisitor to come to Los Angeles!"

The news app on Jack's phone also sent this news.

The report said that the deceased had been sexually assaulted before they died. Their small intestines had been pulled out from their lower bodies and then wrapped around their necks. The scene of death and the degree of injury were very tragic.

However, the police were still investigating the case, and the results were not out yet.

After watching the news, Jack deduced the scene of the victim's death in his mind.

It was really too tragic.

It even made him, the Death Judge, feel that the cruelty level could be maxed out. The methods were too cruel, and ordinary people did not dare to imagine it.

"F*ck!"

Jack's face was very gloomy. He had not broadcasted live for a few days. Even if the netizens had not petitioned for his interference, he would have taken action. However, this incident happened in Los Angeles, and he did not have any information about the murderer at the moment. Although the live broadcast system was very powerful and could even directly pull the tortured person into the live broadcast scene, the prerequisite was that his death notice had to be sent out first.

"Just wait. I hope you are ready to play a game with me."

In Los Angeles, in a house in the suburbs...

Five strong and tall men were smoking in the living room. Under the dim light, their faces could not be seen clearly.

"Morse, what should we do now? The police seem to have sent a lot of people. Will they find us?"

"What's there to be afraid of? There are no surveillance cameras in the area, so they won't be able to find us. As long as we stay here obediently and hide for a period of time, the incident won't last for a week, and this matter will be over."

"But speaking of which, those three b*tches are really good ones. After this matter is over, we'll find a university to catch a few more and play with them for a few more days before killing them. Isn't that better?"

"That's a good idea. I can directly f*ck them to death in one go. Hahaha!"

"Do you guys still remember the live death broadcast that has been very popular on the Internet recently? Will we be targeted?"

"You're thinking too much. He's in New York."

"Whether he comes or not, we have to hide for a few days. We'll talk about it in a few days."

"Hahaha!"

All five of them laughed with their mouths wide open. They laughed crazily and sinisterly.

Chapter 106: The Body that Disappeared

That night, as the incident continued to escalate, police around the world also released their statements on Twitter, reminding citizens not to go out alone at night.

It was the same in New York. After the announcement, many netizens reacted.

"If the murderer dares to come, the Death Inquisitor will immediately catch him!"

"I didn't think that New York would actually become a safe city because of the Death Inquisitor. I really don't know what the police think!"

"Will the New York police dare to announce how much the crime rate in New York has decreased after the Death Inquisitor's live broadcast?"

"Of course they won't dare! If their achievements after so many years are not as good as the Death Inquisitor's, how embarrassing would that be!"

"What's there to be afraid of? Haven't they embarrassed themselves enough?"

"Please ask the Death Inquisitor to come to Los Angeles. There are scums here who must be eliminated as soon as possible!"

"Hey, are you from Los Angeles? Me too! The Inquisitor hasn't broadcasted live for a few days. We need him! Inquisitor, please come to Los Angeles!"

"Me too. I wish for the Death Inquisitor to come to Los Angeles! My gift has been prepared!"

Meanwhile, in the office of the New York Police Department's Zero Major Crimes Unit...

Judy read the comments one by one. She laughed and said, "Our police department's Twitter account is almost becoming the Death Inquisitor's exclusive Twitter account. The people of California have all come to leave messages. Do you think the Death Inquisitor knows about this by now? Will he make a move like he did last time?"

Monica tidied up the hair on her forehead and said, "Although this incident happened in Los Angeles, it has shocked the entire United States. The impact of the incident has completely surpassed the incident of the bun incident. The Death Inquisitor will definitely know about it, but it is hard to say whether he will make a move. After all, he is in New York, unless he is no longer here."

Ross thought for a moment and said, "If he really broadcasted it live, then he would probably leave New York. The plane, the train, the highway—those might be clues."

"Leader, how much traffic does New York have in a day? This is simply an impossible mission." Bowman shook his head.

"I'm just saying there's nothing much. Everyone, go back and rest," Ross said as he walked into the room next door. This was a room that displayed all kinds of game props used by the Death Inquisitor.

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The Zero Major Crimes Unit had been moved to the warehouse in the north of the police station. The scene that the Death Inquisitor had once broadcasted was converted into an office. At this time, Ross proposed to use this method to remind himself.

Although the Los Angeles gut-cutting case had attracted the public's attention, at this time, crimes had not stopped. They were still spreading.

Just like in New York, there had been two cases of missing women falling from buildings in the past few days. One of them happened around 9 PM. Someone witnessed the scene and saw someone fall from a building. There was a pool of blood at the scene, but the police did not find the body. There were also witnesses to the other case, but the body disappeared after the fall. There was no clue at the moment, which made Patrick, who was in charge of the case, very anxious and distressed.

"Why don't we take the case to Ross? That guy is smart. Maybe he can provide us with some clues," said his colleague Donald.

Patrick shook his head and said, "Forget it. Now that the Zero Major Crimes Squad has moved to the warehouse, they are focusing on investigating about the Death Inquisitor. Let's not give them any trouble. How about this—you accompany me to the scene again. I don't believe that the body flew away by itself."

Then, a police car left the police station and entered the night.

At this time, in an ordinary residential building, a young man was holding a DSLR camera and taking photos.

Ka ka ka!

His face revealed a very excited and strange smile.

"Too beautiful. Too perfect. This moment is the most beautiful moment in your life!"

The man smiled sinisterly. In front of him was a modified vertical refrigerator. Inside the refrigerator stood two women with pale skin. One of them had lost half of her head and one of her eyeballs was missing. The other man had a broken neck and his head was tilted to one side. There were many broken bones all over his body. The white bones were exposed, making him look very eerie.

Ka ka ka!

The man changed another angle and continued to take pictures.

Looking at the frozen pictures, the man's mood became better and better.

After taking close to a hundred pictures in a row, the man closed the refrigerator. His face was full of reluctance. Then, he sat on the sofa, sipping his coffee and flipping through the pictures he had just taken.

At this moment, an email notification popped up on the computer.

The man glanced at it. The title of the email caught his eye. It was a death notice!

He had only glanced at it unintentionally, but it turned into a nightmare for him.

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The man's body trembled crazily.

Clang!

A sound was heard, and the DSLR camera in his hand fell to the ground.

A death notice!

'The Death Judge has his eyes on me?'

Then, the man's hand trembled as he opened the email.

—

Death Notice!

Subject: Garcia

Crime: murder

Executor: Death Judge

Execution Date: May 12, 2021

—

"Death Judge! It's really the Death Judge!"

Cold sweat drenched Garcia's back. He knew very well that this was not a prank, because even the police had yet to figure out how the body disappeared. They would not know that it was him who killed the person, and the death notice clearly stated that the crime was murder. Obviously, the other party knew that he had killed the person. Only the Death Judge had the ability to do so.

"F*ck! Why are you targeting me? Why are you going to judge me?!" Garcia roared. Thinking about the previous death live broadcasts, he could not help but tremble.

"What should I do? Should I call the police? Should I call the police?"

This thought suddenly appeared in Garcia's mind, but his eyes quickly fell on the refrigerator. He shook his head. Moreover, in the previous live broadcast, weren't the two people who were brought to the police station also dead?

No! I can't call the police. If I call the police, I will die!

'That's right! Leave this place, leave this city... Today is May 11. I still have one more day. It is enough for me to escape this city!'

Garcia immediately packed his things. He took the money, ATM card, and the DSLR camera. Before he left, he opened the refrigerator to take a look at the two corpses. Cold air floated in the air. At this moment, his anxious and fearful heart suddenly calmed down.

"So beautiful!"

Chapter 107: Setting Time Card

Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

When Jack woke up, it was already eight o'clock in the morning the next day. He received a long list of push notifications, but there wasn't a single report about someone's intestines being removed. There were quite a few gossip columns about celebrities.

However, Jack didn't recognize any of these celebrities. The celebrities were completely different from those of his previous world, but the same thing was that these circles were very chaotic—mutual booty calls, sex parties, drug use, and so on. Those were all trivial matters. He was afraid that they would even commit murder. He wasn't sure if he would one day invade the entertainment industry. He wasn't sure whether a live broadcast would kill half of the people in the entertainment industry.

Jack snorted and cleared all the push notifications.

The hour hand on his watch gradually turned and pointed to twelve o'clock. At this time, the system automatically popped out the interface.

—

"Live broadcast countdown in 10 minutes. The target has been successfully locked on. Please get ready."

—

Jack glanced at it coldly. He only saw on the screen that the target, Garcia, was lying in a hotel and sleeping.

Garcia had escaped through the night, and he was hundreds of kilometers away. He was too tired in the afternoon, so he booked a room to rest.

Looking at Garcia who was snoring, the corner of Jack's mouth rose slightly and revealed a cold smile. This live broadcast was his experimental live broadcast. He had long expected Garcia to escape from New York overnight. Therefore, he had bound a "scene timer card" in advance. This skill card and the scene gate skill card had the opposite effect. One minute before the live broadcast began, the live broadcast scene would be automatically bound to the tortured person. This card consumed 50 judgment points, and it was only suitable for simple live broadcast scenes.

In this case, the rules of the game had to be set in advance. Once the time was up, the live broadcast could start automatically.

Beep beep beep!

Soon, ten minutes passed.

"Live broadcast countdown in three, two, one..."

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As the last number fell, the live broadcast was connected to the major platforms on the Internet.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of viewers flooded in.

"It's been a few days. The death broadcast has finally begun!"

"Could this person be that inhumane gut-wrenching hand?"

"The judge is too powerful. I knew you wouldn't leave him alone!"

"For such an inhumane scum like the gut-gouging hand, the judge must not be merciful, He must be tortured mercilessly!"

Meanwhile, in the Zero Major Crimes Department of the New York Police Department...

Judy was also excited.

"The Death Judge is starting the live broadcast!"

Pa!

Judy pressed the ENTER key, and the image was directly projected onto the big screen of the office.

In the screen, there was a standard hotel room. In the middle of the room, there was an iron chair with a man fixed on it. The man was wearing a huge iron helmet on his head, and it looked very scary.

Ross fixed his eyes on the screen and said, "The live broadcast this time is in a hotel room."

"That's right. Compared to the sealed room before, the scene this time is much more casual. However, there isn't any useful information in the room. Otherwise, we would be able to find the specific location," Monica said.

As she spoke, the Death Judge's voice rang out.

"Hello, everyone. I am your host, the Death Judge. Welcome to today's execution live broadcast. Today's victim is the mastermind behind a serial murder case. The victim was thrown from a high altitude, and then his body was taken away. The police couldn't find any clues."

When the audience in the live broadcast room heard that it wasn't the intestines-digging hand, they were a little disappointed. One after another, they launched bullet comments.

"Ah? Isn't this person the intestines-digging hand?"

"Sigh! I also thought he was the intestines-digging hand."

"Your honor, there are indeed a lot of bad people. This scum deserves to die too. But can we broadcast the execution of the gut-gouging hand next time?"

"Yeah! Can we execute the gut-gouging hand? I really want to kill him. I haven't slept well these past two days!"

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Although the audience was disappointed, Donald, who had been investigating this case, widened his eyes.

"Sheriff! Sheriff! The Death Inquisitor seems to be talking about the case that we are investigating now!"

Initially, everyone was watching the live broadcast, and Patrick was prepared to go over to take a look. However, Donald shouted loudly. He trembled when he heard it and immediately rushed over.

"Let me see, let me see!"

On the screen, Garcia woke up around this time. After he regained consciousness, he felt a bloody taste in his mouth. Just as he was about to spit it out, he found that his mouth could not move, and his head was very heavy. He reached out and touched it. He found a very big and heavy helmet on his head. Then, he looked at his ankle and waist. They were completely fixed to the iron chair.

"F*ck! It's over! I was caught by the Death Judge!"

In an instant, Garcia's back was soaked in cold sweat. He wanted to shout, but he found that he could not make a sound.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes..."

At this moment, the television in the hotel room was turned on. Pictures were displayed one by one. They were all photos of Garcia's crimes. It was very horrifying.

"F*ck! The first woman is my colleague. After she fell off the building a few days ago, her body went missing. The police have been investigating, but they didn't find anything. Now, the murderer has finally been caught by the judge! That's great!"

"Ahhhhh! My daughter! You died so tragically. Mommy misses you so much!"

"The victim's mother is here. How sad must she be?! Judge, hurry up and kill him!"

"That's right! Hurry up and kill him! I can't bear to watch anymore!"

"Judge, hurry up and kill him!"

Jack coldly glanced at the bullet screen. At this moment, all the pictures had been flashed.

"Hello, Garcia. You may not know me, but I know you. Today, I want to play a game with you."

Wu wu wu!

Garcia struggled, but he could not say anything. He could only whimper.

Jack glanced at him. His eyes were filled with resistance, unwillingness, and struggle.

"Hehe! What's wrong? Do you want to know how I found you? I have to say, you are indeed a very smart pervert. You left almost no valuable clues. But no matter how complicated everything seems, there is a certain logic behind it. There are a few scratches on the rooftops of the two buildings where the bodies fell, and they are all messy. However, only one logical logic could link them together, and I figured things out through that."

Hearing this, Ross took a pen and quickly recorded it down.

In the police station building opposite the warehouse, Patrick could not help but nod his head.

"Listen carefully. These are all knowledge and experience. Remember, learn more about this in the future." With that said, he patted Donald's shoulder.

"Yes! I am listening." Donald kept nodding.

Chapter 108: The Upgraded Version of the Death Mask

Jack's cold and deep voice sounded again.

"Do you need me to say more in detail?"

Garcia widened his eyes. He could not speak, but Patrick and Donald, who were watching the live broadcast, subconsciously said, "Yes."

"You only need to install two pulley groups and a mountain lifting device on the rooftop. Install two fixed pulleys on it, and install two sliding pulleys on the hook. The steel wire ropes drawn from the divine general equipment will be threaded in the order of fixed pulley, sliding pulley, fixed pulley, and sliding pulley. This way, the weight will be carried by four ropes, and you can save 75% of your strength. Then, you fix the steel wire ropes on the victim's body, push him down from the rooftop, and pull him up again. No one will notice."

"That's amazing! is the judge here to give us a physics lesson?"

"Although I don't really understand it, it sounds amazing!"

"I'm impressed. He even used a pulley set. It seems that if you want to kill someone, you have to learn physics well!"

"What's wrong? Do you still want to kill someone?"

The audience in the live broadcast room kept sending bullet messages. At this time, Patrick's face was blank. No matter how much he tried to understand, he had thought that the body might have been pulled up from the rooftop, but he couldn't figure it out. How could such a big person be pulled up so quickly without being discovered by the security guards? The Death Inquisitor's explanation explained this very well.

"Impressive! As expected of the highly intelligent Death Inquisitor!"

Donald blinked and said, "Captain, do you understand?"

Patrick slapped Donald on the shoulder and said, "Don't talk. Listen well and study hard!"

At this time, Garcia was shocked. Everything that the Death Inquisitor said was completely correct.

"Bastard! I thought hard for months to come up with a perfect plan, but you cracked it in just a few days! F*ck!"

Seeing that there was only struggle in his eyes, Jack's cold and low voice sounded again.

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"It's almost time. Let me introduce the rules of the game. Today's game is very simple. As you can see, the device on your head is called the double jaw ripper. It's an upgraded version of the death mask. It will hook your upper and lower jaw. When the countdown of the timer ends, your mouth will be torn open by it. This is the exact opposite of a beast trap. Let me show you."

Just as he finished speaking, the screen on the television flashed, and an identical machine appeared. The machine was covering a human skull model.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

The countdown timer kept ringing.

Then, with a ding, the countdown ended. With a bang, the upper and lower jaw of the skull model was torn apart.

"F*ck! F*ck! F*ck!"

Garcia's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. He felt a pain on his chin, and intense fear instantly surged into his heart. It was as if his entire body was being blown by a cold wind.

Seeing this scene on the screen, the audience in the live broadcast room was also shocked.

"F*ck! This thing is so powerful!"

"This device looks so cool! What's the principle? I want to make one too!"

"I also want one for decoration in the living room. Friends can show it off when they come!"

Looking at Garcia's frightened eyes, Jack was very satisfied. He continued, "As you can see, only a key can open it. It's in the popsicle in front of you. You have a total of three minutes. If you can't successfully take out the key to open the device on your head, your DSLR camera will record the moment of your death at the last second. You have to move fast, dead or alive. Make your decision quickly!"

Just as he finished speaking, there was a buzzing sound. Garcia looked up and saw two steel cables coming down from above. The steel cables at the back fixed the DSLR camera in front of him, facing him. At the end of the steel cables at the front, there was a 20-centimeter-long cylindrical popsicle with a diameter of about 10 centimeters. There was indeed a key frozen inside, but that popsicle was not pure ice. It was mixed with a lot of iron shavings. The surface looked very sharp and very terrifying.

When the popsicle and the DSLR camera descended to a position parallel to Garcia's line of sight, there was only a sound. The television screen flashed, and a three-minute countdown appeared. At the same time, Garcia's ears rang with the incessant countdown sound.

Beep Beep Beep!

This sound made Garcia's entire body tense up, and his clothes were drenched in cold sweat.

"F*ck!"

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"What do we do? What do we do!"

Garcia had a crazy look on his face. Then, he reached out and grabbed the metal lock. He wanted to pull the popsicle over and smash It with the device on his head. However, when he pulled it with his hands, the steel rope could not be pulled at all, and his head could not reach it. Only his hands could touch the popsicle.

"F*ck your mother!"

"What should we do? Damn Death Inquisitor!"

Garcia's internal breath was on the verge of collapse, but he immediately thought that the ice would melt. Yes! The Death Inquisitor must have thought so!

At the thought of this, Garcia held the popsicle with his hand. There was a slight pain in his hand, as if he had been pricked by a needle. It was not very painful, but it seemed that the popsicle was melting too slowly.

"Don't tell me you want me to rub it with my hands?"

"F*ck this damn Death Inquisitor!"

"Ahhhh! This damn bastard!"

Garcia cursed Jack in his heart, but he still did it. He thought that his game was much simpler than the game in the death livestream. At most, he would only lose a pair of hands!

Garcia rubbed his hands back and forth on the popsicle. The iron chips on it were like sharp blades, directly cutting countless small wounds on his hands. Immediately, his hands were covered with blood, but at this moment, he realized that this popsicle was frozen with saltwater.

"WUUUUUUU!" Garcia was in so much pain that the blood vessels on his neck were protruding.

The audience watching this scene was amused.

"His movements are so vulgar!"

"It is very vulgar, as if he is helping another man masturbate!"

"Then this man is really big. His diameter is about 10 centimeters!"

"Both of his hands are bleeding. He's too ruthless!"

"He's bleeding. You're really a genius!"

"It should be said that the Death Inquisitor is a genius!"

"So the Death Inquisitor is also so wicked!"

"This popsicle is so thick. Can it really melt in three minutes?"

"Is there a professor with a high IQ or some university student who can explain it to us? With the size of this popsicle, can it really melt in three minutes?"

Chapter 109: Testing Game

Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

In the NYPD, the Zero Major Crimes Unit was abuzz...

"The Death Inquisitor is trying to kill him!"

"Isn't it good to kill him? This person is a scumbag. Even if he comes out alive, he will be sentenced to death!"

"If this popsicle is melted by his hands, Garcia's hands will turn into bones."

"What I'm thinking now is, can this thick popsicle really be melted in three minutes?"

At this moment, Ross was holding a pen in his hand. He closed his eyes slightly and kept repeating every sentence of the Death Inquisitor.

"All seemingly complicated things have a certain logic, and there is only one logical logic, and that is the truth."

After saying this, Ross analyzed further. "If my deduction is correct, if that popsicle is pure water, then it won't melt with just two hands within three minutes. However, that popsicle was not frozen by pure water. It should have been mixed with saltwater. You may not have noticed Garcia's expression just now. Just now, in addition to the fear and pain, he also showed a trace of shock because he discovered that the popsicle is pure saltwater!"

"Oh my God. iI's covered with iron filings, and now the wound is sprinkled with a little salt. This death judge is really ruthless!" After listening to Ross's analysis, Willie felt a pain in his hand. He couldn't imagine it.

"You're wrong. Although it will be more painful this way, you forgot one thing. The freezing point of saltwater is lower than pure water. In winter, when the roads are frozen, we will sprinkle some salt to melt the ice and snow. Therefore, while it is painful, the saltwater can also speed up the melting speed of the popsicle. Moreover, the blood can also speed up the melting of the popsicle to a certain extent. While it is painful, there is also hope for survival. Therefore, although the Death Inquisitor tortured him, he was also given a way to survive."

After Ross said that, everyone understood this and nodded at the same time.

"I really don't know how the Death Inquisitor's brain grew out! This is too smart!"

"Why is his thinking strategy always so strange?"

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Ross said calmly, "In his words, he is just a relatively smart pervert. There is always a logical logic behind complex things. As long as we find this logic, we can explain everything that the Death Inquisitor designed."

Monica looked at Ross with admiration and said, "I didn't expect you to learn so quickly."

Hearing the praise, Ross was a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and said, "Under the suppression of the Death Inquisitor's IQ, after such a long time, you wouldn't have a choice but to improve to keep up."

At this time, Judy asked, "Oh, are you two in a relationship?"

"Go away! Did you find Garcia?" Ross immediately changed the topic.

"I'll be done soon."

Shua!

Garcia's check-in information appeared on the computer screen. The hotel he checked into was in Concord.

"Concord City! He went to Concord City, New Hampshire!"

"There's no mistake about the address. He's in Concord City. I also hacked into Garcia's email and found this."

PA!

Judy tapped on the enter key with her finger, and a black card with red words appeared on the screen:

Death Notice.

Ross looked at the date of the receipt and said, "In that case, he received the death notice yesterday and escaped overnight. In the end, he was caught by the Death Judge, which means that the Death Judge followed him. In that case, let the police near the highway help us investigate and find Garcia's escape route. Then, we will look for suspicious vehicles, especially SUVs and trucks on this route."

"Yes, sir!"

"Also, Willie, immediately contact the local police in Concord City and the person in charge of the hotel. Immediately organize a rescue!"

"It's too late. There's still one minute left. He can only save himself," Monica said while staring at the screen.

How could Ross not know? But he had to try. He glanced at Willie and said, "Make the call."

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"Yes, sir!"

She knew that it was useless, but she still had to do it. Although it was useless, Monica appreciated Ross's attitude of not giving up.

"Do you think this live broadcast is a little strange?"

"There are many strange things. Did you find anything?" Ross asked.

"Concord City is more than 200 miles away from us. From the current clues, we can tell that the Death Inquisitor could have done it before he left New York, but why did he choose this method?"

"You mean, this live broadcast is a test?"

"Yes, this is a test. He is testing his ability to move, so there are no particularly complicated props. Moreover, the live broadcast space has changed from a sealed secret room to a random place, where the torturers rest. So I think this is a test, a simple transition game. I'm guessing that the next location of his live broadcast should be Los Angeles, California."

"Gut-digging hand?!"

The two of them exchanged a look and came to a consensus.

At this time, in the live broadcast room, Garcia's hands were already badly mutilated. Pieces of minced meat slid off the popsicle with blood, falling onto the floor. The melted saltwater kept washing his wounds, it brought intense pain.

"F*ck! F*ck you!" Garcia roared in his heart. It was too painful, too torturous. It was so painful that his bones were in pain. His bones were already exposed.

"Ah ah ah! Why me? Who can save me?" Garcia begged silently. His hands could not stop trembling. At this moment, he was extremely desperate and extremely terrified.

Beep Beep Beep!

The sound of the timer suddenly became urgent. In an instant, Garcia's heart suddenly contracted. Looking at the time, there were still thirty seconds left.

"Bastard! Damn bastard, I don't want to die, I don't want to die! Ah ah ah!" Garcia shouted in his heart. Looking at the ice lolly that was already half melted, he suddenly became crazy. His two hands suddenly became machine-like, madly rubbing against the ice lolly.

The sound of the bones rubbing against the iron chips made people's hair stand on end. However, the bones were hard. Due to the presence of the iron chips, the speed of melting became faster.

Soon, the popsicle had already melted. He was already 70% done. The middle part had become very thin. Seeing this scene, Garcia directly used the blood-dripping bone of his hand to grab it.

Crack!

The popsicle broke, and the key was already in Garcia's hand.

"I did it, I did it! I did it!" Garcia was a little surprised, but when he looked at the countdown, the surprise instantly turned into fear.

"Six, five, four..."

Chapter 110: Capture the Gut-wrenching Hand

"No! No!" Garcia's eyes bulged out. His mind suddenly went blank, leaving only the countdown sound. However, he was only stunned for a second, and the next moment, the desire to survive woke him up. The bones of his hands, which were covered in flesh, hurriedly touched the helmet, looking for the lock on it.

"Found it!"

Garcia looked at the time and his hands suddenly trembled.

Clang!

The key fell to the ground.

"F*ck!"

"Ah ah ah!"

Garcia saw that the countdown timer had ended.

Ding!

With a soft sound, the mechanism was activated.

The double jaw ripper bounced up and down. Under a huge force, Garcia's upper and lower jaw were completely torn apart.

Bang!

With a loud sound and blood splattering, Garcia's entire mouth was completely torn apart. Amidst the blurry flesh and blood, a tongue lay weakly in the blood.

Crack crack crack!

At this moment, the DSLR camera took three consecutive shots.

"F*ck! It's too sudden! It scared me so much that my mouth hurts!"

"I unconsciously touched my mouth when I saw it. It's too terrifying!"

"It scared me to death! Is this guy dead?"

"He's definitely dead! How can he not be dead? From this angle, his cervical vertebrae should be about to break. The bones on his face must have been completely shattered. He should have been paralyzed. If he is still alive, I can't imagine the pain he's experiencing now! It would be even more painful!"

The audience in the live broadcast room was shocked. This scene was too horrifying!

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Ross and the others in the squad, though they were used to bloody scenes, turned their faces to the other side.

However, at this time, Garcia was not dead. There was only a little time left.

However, he had completely lost consciousness. Pictures kept flashing in his mind. Then, he heard the sound of mechanical biting. Then, the DSLR camera in front of him made a buzzing sound, and the steel cable from which the camera was hanging rotated 180 degrees. Then, the camera's screen faced Garcia. On the screen flashed a picture of the moment Garcia's upper and lower jaw was torn apart.

Garcia's eyes rolled for a moment, and he stared blankly at the horrible mouth that was torn open.

"So beautiful."

With the last thought in Garcia's heart, his eyes completely lost focus. The bones in his hands fell down, and they drooped weakly on both sides.

In the dark corner, Jack nodded his head in satisfaction.

"Today's death trial ends here. Let's meet again next time. Thank you for watching."

At this moment, the bullet comments of the audience in the live broadcast room went crazy, and the word "gut-digging hand" filled the screen.

"Petition the Death Judge for the next live broadcast of gut-digging hand!"

"Petition 1, next live broadcast of gut-digging hand!"

"Gut-digging hand 1!"

"Gut-digging hand 2!"

Jack took a look, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile.

Then, the live broadcast was turned off.

—

"This death trial has ended, judgement successful."

"The difficulty level of this death trial is being reviewed."

"The review has been completed, the difficulty level of this death trial is, good 0."

"Reward: 500 trial points. Unlock scenario: None."

"1,800 dollars from the live broadcast."

—

Jack took a look. He didn't gain much, but it was within his expectations. After all, this was just an attempt.

So, are you guys ready for the next step?

Gut-digging hand.

...

In a house in the suburbs of Los Angeles, California.

Five tall and strong men in shorts sat on the sofa. They had watched the entire live broadcast of death.

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However, compared to the average audience, they were much calmer. It seemed that they were already used to such a bloody scene and did not feel uncomfortable at all.

"F*ck! This Death Inquisitor's methods are really endless!"

"Rainer, you don't have to worry about him. He's in New York anyway. He's far away from us."

"As long as he doesn't come looking for us, it's fine. This guy is very annoying! Why do we have to care about things that have nothing to do with him?"

"But when the live broadcast ended, the bullet screen was filled with petitions asking the Death Inquisitor to come and deal with us. Will he really come looking for us?"

"Who cares? If he dares to come, do the five of us have to be afraid of him?"

"That's right. If he dares to come, the shotgun in my hand will show him what courtesy is!"

As the man spoke, he loaded the shotgun in his hand.

"Don't worry. In another two days, no one will pay attention to this matter. At that time, we will still be able to do whatever we want!"

"If it really doesn't work out, we'll go to Canada or Mexico first and hide for a week or two."

"Oh right, Paulette, isn't your cousin doing drugs in Mexico City? Let's go to Mexico."

"That's a good idea. My cousin is really powerful in Mexico City. He can get any kind of woman. We don't have to worry about the police and the Death Inquisitor. Let's go there and have fun for a few days!"

"Then let's hurry over. I've been holding it in for a few days! I can't wait anymore!"

"Me too. I have to say that those three college students we met a few days ago were really good ones!"

"Hahaha! That's right! I just used my phone to buy tonight's plane ticket. Let's pack up and get ready to leave!"

"Okay! Since we've already bought the tickets, then it's decided. Let's pack up and get ready to leave."

"No! We can't go anywhere now. Look at this video," Morse said as he opened a news video on his phone. The title was "Major clue: Video of Suspected Intestine-cutting Crime Scene!"

The video was recorded by a common citizen who was passing by. As it was late at night, the street lights had been extinguished. The light was very dim, and the situation on the roadside was not very clear. Furthermore, the speed of the car was very fast, the only thing that could be seen was that five tall figures were dragging the three women on the ground. There were many comments under the news.

"Is the driver who took the video a corpse? Is he that timid? Even if he doesn't dare to get out of the car, he wouldn't even dare to honk twice?"

"Don't scold the driver. If he didn't upload the video, there would still be no clues at all. Moreover, the light is so dim, so the video is not very clear. It's normal for others to not see it while driving."

"Anyway, I hope the police will investigate quickly and catch the murderer as soon as possible! At least now we know that there are five murderers!"

"If you expect the police to catch the murderer, you might as well petition the Death Judge to come to Los Angeles!"

"That's right! Petition the Death Judge to come to Los Angeles!"

At this moment, in the Los Angeles Police Station...

Do we already have the identification of the five people in the video? Have we come to a conclusion?" asked a sheriff with a blue and white striped badge of courage.

"Sheriff Victor, no results on the facial features. The video is too blurry. It could also be a foreign passenger."

"Sheriff! There's news from the transportation system! Los Angeles International Airport said that five tickets to Mexico City popped up on their system. The identities of the five people match the profile results! "As he spoke, his fingers tapped on the return key.

The big screen showed the information of the five people and the tickets they bought. The names on the tickets were Morse, Basil, Renel, Paulette, and Barnett.

"You take a team to their address. I'll take a team to Los Angeles International Airport. The rest of you, check other airports and highways!"

"Let's go now!"

"Yes, sir!"

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