LIVESTREAM: THE ADJUDICATOR OF DEATH

by Legrev

Continuation of Livestream: The Adjudicator of death from Stayrr

6. 161-180

Chapter 161: Notification of Death

Sunderland, Barren Mountain...

Lights flickered on the mountain, and everything was silent.

The Wolf Dog in the cage was lying on the ground, panting slightly as if it had fallen asleep.

"Hehe! looking at their big and fat bodies, I'm so happy that I can't sleep."

The bearded man took a puff of the inferior-quality cigarette and said in enjoyment, "This is called a bumper harvest. We fought hard with our hands. Hehe."

"Yeah, but there are too few insects these days. There's not enough to eat."

"Should we get out of the cage early? It turns out that those few are useless."

"We need to catch a few fatter women. It won't be good if we starve our baby."

The two discussed for a while and came out of the kennel.

In the yard, the fragrance filled the air. The tattooed man was squatting on the ground and smoking.

"Old Yi, it's out of the pot!"

"Sure!" The tattooed man threw the cigarette butt aside and went into the kitchen.

The dishes today were still very sumptuous. There was beef, black chicken soup, and lotus seed soup.

The bearded man and the others all came up to him when they smelled the fragrance. They grinned and showed their big yellow teeth as they walked to another room with a smile.

"Ah, get lost. Don't come and bite me!"

"SOB SOB SOB SOB SOB...Help!"

Outside the room, they could hear the panic and fear from the woman.

Creak.

The door opened.

Instantly, a large group of flies flew away. When the tattooed man and the rest saw the woman in the vat, their faces were full of flies.

They all opened their mouths.

"Aiya, what's going on? There are so many flies. Go, go, go!"

The bearded man waved his hand, and the hundreds of flies flew away.

Some of them went into the bathtub through the gaps in the wooden planks. The woman's face was evenly smeared with cream and honey. There were dense black spots on her face where the flies had stung.

"Sob, sob, sob! Brother, please let me go. I'm so sad...I want to go home!"

"I beg you, I'll give you all the money. Please let me go. I swear, I will never call the police."

The round-faced man laughed wretchedly. "Beauty, you're humiliating us. We rely on our own hands to earn money."

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"We don't like money, but we enjoy the process of earning money. Ah, what a wonderful feeling!"

The tattooed man walked up at this time. He held a steaming meal and said seductively, "Come, come, eat first. Even if we're going home, we have to have the strength to do so. Be obedient."

The two of them nodded. They felt that what they said made sense. In order to go home, they ate crazily and wolfed down the food.

The tattooed man and the others smiled until their eyes narrowed into slits.

After the meal, the tattooed man began the project after the meal. He began to apply honey on their faces to speed up the biting of flies.

He had to speed up.

Otherwise, what would happen if their baby starved to death?

This was all money. Money earned through labor.

It was extraordinary.

"Brother, don't apply it anymore. It will attract flies."

"What's there to be afraid of? Flies don't eat people. Applying some honey on your skin will be good for you." The tattooed man was very serious and worked very hard.

Just as the three of them were about to leave, they heard a rustling sound coming from inside the vat. One of them had shit again.

The woman's expression was a little awkward as she said, "Brother, I've shit a lot. Can you help me take care of it?"

The few of them pretended not to hear and grinned. When they left, hundreds of flies flew over and crawled on the woman's face.

The four of them returned to their rooms, their faces full of gloom.

"We'll catch two more tonight. No, three more. Fill up the remaining vats as soon as possible. Otherwise, the efficiency will be too low."

"It's a bit difficult. Now that the news has gone viral on Twitter, everyone is afraid. No one goes out at night."

"I said a few days ago that no one would pay attention to the vagrants or the workers who just came to the city. Now that two beautiful girls have suddenly disappeared, everyone in the city knows about it."

"But the homeless people are too skinny. The beautiful girls inside must be producing a lot of them."

"Let's not talk about it anymore. Let's go to the neighboring city for a walk today. If we really can't meet them, we can just catch a few homeless people."

As the four of them were talking, the lights suddenly went out.

"F*ck! Is there a short circuit again?"

"Quick, take your phone and show us."

"Looks like we have to change to another place. The frequent power outages will also slow us down."

The four of them groped around in the darkness for a while. They had just turned on the lights on their phones, but in the next second, the incandescent light above their heads lit up.

"F*ck. It's back on again."

"F*ck. I've really had enough of this place."

"Look, the Death Inquisitor has been here before."

Their gazes suddenly became sharp. On the table beside them, there was a black card with five large blood-red words on it.

—

Death Notice!

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Subject: Adolf (one-eyed man)

Crime: murder

Execution Date: May 6, 2021

Executioner: Death Judge

—

Death Notice!

Subject: Warner (bearded man)

Crime: murder

Execution Date: May 6, 2021

Executioner: Death Judge

—

The other two were the tattooed man and another man, Jerome and Chef Yemi. Their crimes were the same. They were both involved in murders.

"F*ck! It must have been when the power went out just now. We didn't notice it at all."

"I didn't expect him to really come, and so quickly."

"But why on the 6th? It's only the 5th today. Why wait one more day? Why didn't he catch us just now?"

"Because he's a hunter, a ghost hiding in the dark. He wants us to suffer mental torture before he punishes us."

"I guess he must be watching us from the dark."

Adolf, the one-eyed man, cursed angrily. "My wolf dog hasn't grown up yet. F*ck! It's really not a good time."

"F*ck. Those two women must have attracted his attention."

"It doesn't matter. We can change places and continue. I don't believe that the Death Inquisitor is so powerful that he can find us anywhere."

The tattooed man said, "But what about the two women?"

"Let's not bother about them for now! Since the Death Inquisitor is here, they won't die."

The four immediately packed their things and loaded the wolfhound into the car. Then, they turned the car around and drove into the endless darkness with a roar.

The dark-red headlights gradually disappeared and were swallowed by the darkness.

At this moment, the Sunderland police received a mysterious phone call.

"Hello, Sunderland Police Station." Police officer Xiao Zhang picked up the phone.

"Hello, is anyone there?" A strange tone came from the other end.

Xiao Zhang frowned. People nowadays were so childish. Just as he was about to put down the phone, an urgent cry for help came from the phone.

His nerves instantly tensed up. Knowing that the situation was serious, he immediately reported it to the local major crimes unit.

Half an hour later, the Sunderland Major Crimes Unit flew all the way and arrived at the foot of the barren mountain.

"The location of the cell phone shows the lights on the mountain. We will split into three groups. One group will provide support from the periphery, one group will launch a surprise attack, and the last group will go around to the back of the mountain and cut off the rear route, okay?"

"Understood!"

"Check your equipment, and check your communication apparatus. We will move out in 30 seconds!"

"Roger that!"

Chapter 162: Bathing and Raising Maggots

This time, more than ten of them came, all fully armed.

Taking advantage of the night, they sneaked up to the top of the mountain.

At this moment, a woman's cry for help could be faintly heard from the courtyard.

Sob sob sob sob sob.

"I want to go home. Please let me go!"

"Is there anyone here? Scram, damned flies."

Hearing the woman's cry for help, Hardy looked around and said, "There are traces of cars in the courtyard, but there are no cars. Could it be that they have escaped?"

"Hardy, what should we do? Should we attack by force?"

Hardy pondered for a moment and ordered, "Group A will attack by force. Group B will go around the back of the mountain. After we enter, you guys wait for an opportunity to move."

"Go!"

Under the night sky, the twelve people were like ghosts in the night.

Hardy led his men and rushed into the courtyard, but other than the cries for help from the women, there was no other sound.

One of the doors was open, but there was no one there.

Hardy observed for a while and then led the others to the room that was crying for help.

Creak!

The door opened.

Buzz buzz buzz.

Instantly, a swarm of flies flew over.

The next second, Hardy and the others were all stunned.

They saw two women in the room. Their faces were covered with flies. They were crawling around in a dark mass. Some of them had even crawled into their mouths.

"Oh my god! What's going on?"

Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them.

Hardy was the first to react. He waved his hand to drive the flies away and said, "Save them first."

The few of them rushed forward. With a buzz, the flies dispersed. However, some of the flies were not afraid at all and continued to crawl around the woman's face.

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Hardy recognized the two of them at a glance. They were the missing Louise and Nina.

"Are you the police? Save me quickly!"

At this moment, the two of them also saw Hardy and the others in uniform. They were so excited that they cried.

Seeing this, Hardy immediately ran over and opened the bathtub lid.

Buzz buzz buzz*!*

Another large group of flies flew out.

At the same time, a strong stench assaulted their nostrils.

"Urgh!"

Their expressions instantly changed drastically.

Then, they saw that the two of them were completely naked.

Just as Hardy was about to carry the woman out, he saw a small white worm squirming on her snow-white belly. Upon closer inspection, he immediately swore.

"F*ck. It's maggots."

After hearing this, the few of them moved closer to take a closer look and felt their scalps go numb.

They saw a layer of white maggots floating in the feces and urine at the bottom of the vat. They were densely packed, squirming and rolling non-stop.

There were also maggots crawling on the girls' legs. Some squirmed and climbed up, while others fell straight into the fish tank.

Seeing the white insect repellent, Louise screamed. He could not believe the scene in front of him. He shook his legs crazily, wanting to throw these disgusting things off his legs.

A few days ago, the girls felt itchy and thought that it was a fly crawling on her legs. In the end, she got used to it.

But now, seeing so many maggots, she could not stand the stimulation and fainted.

Hardy immediately hugged her and dragged her out of the bathtub.

Louise's feet were rotten and black. There were still young maggots crawling around in the dead flesh.

Fortunately, she had already fainted.

Compared to her, Nina, who had gone missing last night, was a little better. However, her feet were a little black and necrotic.

"See if there's any water. Give them a rinse and send them to the hospital," Hardy instructed the officers.

Two police officers carried her out. At this time, Team A and Team B were searching every room. Hardy's gaze fell on the bathtub again. He was really shocked.

"Hardy, there's a new discovery."

At this time, a police officer walked in.

"Lead the way!"

Hardy followed the person to the next room. In the end, two police officers rushed out from the next room. They lay on the ground and vomited loudly.

"It's a little disgusting. You have to be mentally prepared," the police officer next to him said.

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Hardy glanced at the police officers who were lying on the ground and vomiting violently. They were all his old subordinates and were used to more shocking crime scenes. To be able to make them vomit to this extent, this scene must be the worst of them all.

They never expected how shocking the whole crime scene would be.

Buzz buzz buzz.

Just as he walked in, there were also many flies inside. There were five big vats in the middle, emitting a strong stench.

Hardy covered his nose and walked over.

He took a look inside the vat and suddenly felt his stomach churning. Fortunately, there was not much in his stomach, or else he would have vomited all over the floor.

Just like the vat that Louise was in, there was about half a vat of maggots inside. It was a vast expanse of white, and it was very big. It kept squirming and rolling.

The most important thing was that there was a skull inside. Its eyes, nose, and ears had all rotted away, making it impossible to identify it.

A large number of maggots attached themselves to the skull. They crawled into the eye sockets, crawled out from the nose, and ate the last bit of nutrition on the skull.

As the maggots squirmed, the skull continued to shake. It was extremely terrifying.

Hardy came out of the room with a solemn expression. The victim had already been sent to the hospital. The two police officers were still lying on the ground. They then lay on the grass, feeling weak all over.

"Captain, we found four death notices here, but the names have been torn off."

Hearing that, Hardy immediately advised, "Seal the scene immediately. Everyone must wear gloves when entering and exiting. Contact Zero Crime Squad immediately."

"Yes!"

Half an hour later, several police officers checked the surrounding traces and took photos. Then, the forensic doctor entered and found the skulls of five victims.

After the initial examination, forensic doctor Neumann wiped the cold sweat on his head and exhaled deeply.

Having worked as a forensic doctor for so many years, he thought that he was already invulnerable. He did not expect that he would still be deeply shocked today.

"Old Nuo, what's going on?"

Hardy had been waiting by the side. When he saw Neumann come out, he quickly went up to her.

Neumann looked at Hardy, and she said, "In ancient times, there was a criminal law called bathing. The victim was locked in a large vat with only his head exposed. His face would be smeared with honey to attract flies. The executioner would feed the victim on a regular basis. Very soon, the victim would be soaked in his own feces. Maggots would start to grow in the bathtub, and then the maggots would devour the victim's body. It's said that someone persisted in the bathtub for a month before being eaten alive by maggots."

Hardy was a little surprised. What kind of punishment was this?

He had been a police officer for so long, and he had seen many strange things. There was nothing in this world that surprised him anymore, but what he saw and heard that day had completely overturned his view of the world.

Seeing Hardy's shocked look, Neumann looked around and finally stopped at the wolfdogs in the yard. She said, "From the scene, it seems that they didn't just kill people. They would kill just to raise maggots."

Hardy was a little puzzled. What was there to raise maggots for? Could they be sold for money?

"Look at those wolfdogs. They are fat and strong. Raising maggots to feed the dogs!"

"Just to raise maggots to feed the dogs, these people go around arresting people and harming people?"

Hardy was shocked.

Are human lives less valuable than those of these wolf dogs?!

"So I can be sure that the murderer must have a serious mental illness or mental disorder. They must be extremely abnormal."

"F*ck!"

Hardy was completely furious.

Seeing his angry expression, Neumann comforted him. "The thoughts of these people are hard for ordinary people to understand. However, the wicked will be tortured by the wicked. Didn't the Death Judge send them a death notice? Tomorrow is the 6th. They won't be able to escape."

"I really want to catch these scumbags with my own hands." Hardy clenched his fist fiercely.

Chapter 163: Everyone was Waiting for the Live Broadcast

The news of Louise and Nina being rescued spread.

"That's great. They're finally rescued. I must give the police a thumbs-up this time."

"I heard that they're all fine, but one of them seems to have a rotten foot."

"My friend is a nurse from the hospital. I heard that their emotions are extremely unstable. They seem to be crying all the time. It seems that they haven't recovered from the shock yet."

While the netizens were still spamming the comments section, a large number of reporters rushed into the hospital. However, the two victims were already under the strict protection of the police.

The reporters could only think of other ways and started to gather information from the grapevine to dig up valuable clues. However, the results were extremely shocking.

Very soon, the information about the victim being rescued was spread out.

"The victim has been rescued and is now under the strict protection of the police. Her life is not in danger, but her spirit has been greatly damaged."

"The murderer is a psychopath. He captured a living person and raised maggots. The crime scene is too horrible to look at. History repeated itself when the criminals recreated the horrifying scene of maggots eating people."

"A mysterious phone call became the key to the rescue. According to the people concerned, the call may have been made by the Death Judge."

"According to our understanding, the Death Judge was the first to make a move this time. Also, according to reliable sources, the Death Judge has already issued death notices to the four murderers. The execution date is on the 6th."

Once the news was out, everyone was shocked.

Jack returned to New York City.

This time, he did not expect to meet four psychopaths. All four of them had typical antisocial personalities. Not only did they use vagrants to raise maggots, but they also used to abide by the rules at the entrance of the kindergarten, specifically targeting young girls, raping them, killing them, and dumping their bodies.

However, Jack had already set up a set time card for them.

He planned to let them experience the reality that evil ways can be inflicted upon them as well.

The setting was highly advanced.

And this time, like digging one's anus in the last broadcast, he set up a game exclusive to the four of them linked together.

It would be impossible for them to leave alive. Even if they do survive, their brains and sanity will be heavily damaged.

"Hmph. The good show is about to begin."

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The corner of Jack's mouth revealed a cold smile.

At this moment, following the media's report on the victims, the netizens were shocked.

"Bathing? Is it to keep them in the water? It's too cruel."

"Oh god. If the person upstairs knows what bathing is, I don't know how he would describe it."

"I just searched it. It's too perverted."

"I was eating beggar's chicken just now. I just searched it with my cheap hands, and it disgusted me."

"I heard that they raise maggots to feed black-bone chickens, and they even released hundreds of them. Maybe the chicken you ate grew up eating maggots."

"F*ck! I'm going to throw up."

In fact, most of the netizens did not know what a bath was, but the bath was quickly trending.

When everyone understood what was going on, they were completely shocked. All of them revealed expressions of anger and killing. Clearly, they were angered.

"Death penalty! Death penalty!"

"We can't let off scum like him even if he dies. We must whip his corpse a hundred times."

"Quickly investigate and send more people. Otherwise, more people will suffer. I feel that it's no longer safe to stay at home."

However, as the media dug deeper, when everyone saw that it was the day of the Death Inquisitor's live broadcast, the words 'Death Inquisitor' flooded the screen.

"The Death Inquisitor is mighty. At the crucial moment, we still have to leave it to the Death Inquisitor."

"It's so pitiful that those few vagrants from before died without anyone knowing. It's too pitiful."

"I don't know when the broadcast will start. Looks like I'll have to keep watch tonight."

At the same time, the crimes squad was also doing their best to solve the case.

However, the Sunderland police did not stop. Because the name of the death notice had been torn, they could only open their minds from the sales of wolfdogs and start investigating. They really did manage to find out about the four people.

"Excuse me, excuse me, I'm going to puke!"

"F*ck. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have eaten tonight."

Ross, who was at the side, glanced at his phone. He furrowed his brows because he realized that before he had fully understood the case, everyone on the internet had already known about it.

Speaking of which, he was even worse than an ordinary netizen.

"What's going on in Sunderland? They can't even do a secret job."

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"You can't blame them. Every reporter is a detective. The victims were sent to the hospital for treatment. The public and the netizens are not blind. You say one sentence, and I say another. They combine all the information together and make a reasonable deduction. It's easy to know the cause and effect," Monica said.

Ross sighed. He also knew about this. It was just that the Death Inquisitor suddenly changed his routine this time, which made him a little flustered.

Moreover, from the clues held by the Sunderland Police, apart from the four death notices, they still had not found any clues about the Death Inquisitor.

The phone that was used to call the police also didn't have any fingerprints.

The clues were broken.

They didn't know where the four criminals had gone to.

They also didn't know where the Death Inquisitor was.

The only thing he knew was that everyone knew when the day of the death broadcast would be.

Ross looked dejected. He now felt that he was not a policeman, but a netizen waiting for the Death Judge to broadcast live.

Seeing his ugly expression, Monica frowned and said, "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine. I just feel that the role I'm playing now is not a policeman, but more like a bystander."

Monica smiled bitterly, and she said, "I feel exactly the same way. We can only blame our opponents for being too strong. Every time the death broadcast goes live, I doubt myself and get defeated time and time again. But I will not give up. I will rebuild my confidence and face the gap between us and him. Only then will we slowly narrow the gap."

Ross nodded silently, but his eyes were still a little lost. "Then what should we do now!"

"Wait. Wait for news from Sunderland, or wait for the Death Inquisitor to start broadcasting. But I prefer the latter. Those four people are too cunning. It's not that easy to catch them!"

In fact, they were not the only ones waiting. Everyone was waiting for the Death Inquisitor to broadcast live.

As time passed, the ordinary night became even quieter.

At this time, Adolf and the other three fled in their car. They drove on the road without any surveillance cameras or streetlights, driving for more than 200 kilometers in one breath.

Adolf looked behind him. It was dark behind them and there was no one there. He stopped the car on the side of the road and exhaled heavily.

"There's nothing behind us. They shouldn't have caught up."

"Do you think we will be all right if he can't find us?"

"It's possible. Do you want us to hide in the sewers for the whole night and come out at dawn?"

"You guys think too highly of him. With the four of us together, he won't even be able to tie us all up."

They then fell asleep just like that. The car was silent. Only the sound of insects could be heard from outside the window.

The time soon pointed to twelve o'clock.

Tick tock!

Like the death knell, the live broadcast began.

Chapter 164: Execution Begins

Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

The death broadcast began. One million people were randomly selected.

The people who were pulled into the broadcast room were so happy that they seemed to have hit the jackpot. They roared loudly at midnight.

"The broadcast has started. I'm actually being pulled into the broadcast room."

"Front row, please be careful with your attitude. Don't make too much noise."

The netizens rushed in crazily. In less than ten minutes, the number of people in the broadcast room soared to five million.

At random, a cold and familiar voice sounded.

"Welcome to my live broadcast room. I am your live broadcast's Death Judge."

"I believe that everyone already knows the story we are going to tell today. Sunderland's four new criminals raised maggots from human flesh and fed them black chickens. Five of them died without a complete corpse. In addition, they raped and killed four kindergarten children on March Day, 2020, and then threw them into the sewer."

Hearing this, the scalps of millions of netizens went numb, and they almost exploded in anger.

"F*ck! These are nine human lives, scumbags, and perverts."

"I'm so angry, host, quickly put them into the vat and feed them to maggots!"

"That idea is not bad. Let's do it!"

As Jack spoke, he put their crimes and photos on the big screen.

At this moment, hearing Jack's cold voice, the tattooed man and the others woke up in shock. However, they realized that they were surrounded by darkness and couldn't see anything.

"Adolf, Warner, are you there?"

"F*ck. I've been tied up."

"Me too! Damn. We've been captured by the Death Inquisitor."

Jack's cold voice sounded at this moment, "Hello, I'm the Death Inquisitor. You guys left the desolate mountain and escaped frantically. You successfully avoided the police and came to a desolate place. Coincidentally, there's a dilapidated building here. We'll play a game here."

"Who's afraid of who? If you have the guts, come out. I have a lot of ways to kill you," Adolf roared.

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'If you want to kill me, the prerequisite is that you have to untie the ropes first,' Jack thought.

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room was lit up.

The lights were so blinding that they narrowed their eyes.

However, the online viewers were all stunned.

"F*ck. What's going on?"

"They're all stripped naked. It's a little cool."

"The props look so domineering."

"The streamer won't really feed them to maggots, right? That would be great."

After the four of them got used to the light, they looked at the mottled walls around them. It was indeed a dilapidated building.

Their clothes were stripped naked and thrown on the ground not far away. However, they wore something that looked like armor on their chests. There were two sharp iron hooks suspended above their collarbones. With just a slight movement, they could pierce through their skin.

Fortunately, the armor was fixed on their bodies. The iron hooks extended slightly forward and connected to the metal ring on their hands through a remote pole. The entire device was hung on the crossbeam by an iron lock, and their feet touched the ground.

There was also an iron wire fence around their periphery. There was a metal ring on their neck, hands, and feet. There was a small red light flickering rhythmically on it.

Seeing their situation, the four of them panicked.

"What are you doing?"

"F*ck! Come out if you have the guts, you pervert."

Jack's voice sounded in the darkness. "The name of this game is called the killing game. It's specially designed for you! The game is very simple. Your hands are bound by the iron rings. If you want to escape, you have to pull the device in the middle of the iron rings. The iron hooks on the top will pierce your skin. When your palms break free from the iron rings, the iron hooks will pierce through your collarbones. Of course, you have other ways to escape. This is also the highlight of the night."

As soon as he finished speaking, the four criminals heard a clanging sound. it sounded as if someone was dragging something on the ground.

The four of them looked towards the sound and saw a tall figure walking towards the door. However, the light was too dim and they could not see anything clearly. They could only see that person holding something in one hand and holding a huge iron hook in the other.

Clang!

The dull sound struck their hearts, and not only did it make their hearts turn cold.

That huge iron hook it made their scalps go numb, and they didn't know what the Death Judge was going to do.

"What's going on?"

"Could it be that the host has appeared?"

"Looking at those four scumbags' terrified expressions. The host must have appeared. I want to see him too!"

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"I've been dreaming about what the host looks like. He must be a handsome guy."

In the live broadcast room, the netizens' eyes were wide open. They were anticipating the appearance of the host. However, the camera was focused on the four criminals, so they could not see the host at all.

As the voice got closer, the appearance of the person became clearer and clearer. Adolf and the others could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.

This time, Jack used the skin of the Devil Butcher, Strength 10.

Looking at the rotting flesh on his face, especially that sinister and terrifying face with sharp teeth, Adolf and the other three immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

Jack glanced at them coldly then placed the cage on the ground, and they heard a sound from the inside.

Wu wu!

He removed the black cloth and saw that the cage was filled with wolfdogs. Each of them bared their teeth and widened their eyes, emitting a cold light.

Adolf was stunned. He immediately recognized that these were his own wolfdogs. With a glance, he could tell that it was because their fur was bright and their bodies were very sturdy. This was because he had fed them with maggots. They had a rich protein diet.

"Why did you bring the wolfdogs here?!"

Jack said coldly, "The second escape method is to wait until the dogs are full or the power supply here is out. The devices on your bodies will fall and the fixed iron weapons on your bodies will also be turned on. Oh right, I have to remind you that the power supply is the battery in your car."

Adolf snorted angrily. In order to be convenient, their car had especially changed into a large battery. The power supply in it could last an ordinary user for a month.

If they waited for the power to run out, they would starve to death.

But now, there was only a second way. He looked at the figure in the darkness and said, "What do dogs eat?"

Jack replied coldly, "Maggots."

After he said that, there was a ka sound. From above them, there was a ray of light shining down, focusing on them.

The next second, the netizens were shocked.

"F*ck. So many maggots."

"What's going on? Where did these maggots come from? They weren't there just a while ago."

"Haha! It's a projector. It's like a projection advertisement on the street. The streamer projected the image of the maggots onto their bodies, but they weren't real maggots. However, as the image shook slightly, it was somewhat realistic."

"I understand. There's something to play with now."

Adolf and the others were dumbfounded.

They never dreamed that the game could be played like that.

Looking at their shocked and terrified expressions, Jack smiled in satisfaction.

"You all know the game, now let me explain the rules of the game. Your wrists, ankles, and necks each have a metal ring. I believe that you've watched the previous live broadcasts. There's a miniature bomb inside, which is enough to break your necks. The key to opening it is placed behind the game. Also, in this game, your feet are free, but you cannot move your body. If this happens, it will be considered a foul. and the price of a foul is elimination!"

The voice paused for a few seconds, as if deliberately stopping to let them think.

Then, Jack continued, "This is a game that tests your wisdom and courage. Whether you live or die depends on yourself!"

Chapter 165: No Matter How Hard He Thought, He Could Not Think of Anything

After Jack finished speaking, he placed all the wolfdogs in the cage into the barbed wire.

Once these wolfdogs entered, they looked to their left and right, raising their heads to observe their surroundings.

Soon, they discovered the maggots on Adolf's body and rushed over with a howl.

"F*ck! What should we do!"

"Don't move! Let them lick it. It's not real anyway. It's just an image. When they realize that they can't eat it, they will leave."

"Why do I not believe it?"

"Listen to me. If you don't move, it's over. Don't chase them away, and don't pull the device in your hand."

"There's a barb in the device. It's like a fish hook. If you pull the bracelet, the iron hook will pierce through your collarbone. Your hand is free, but if you want to remove it from the Iron Hook, I'm afraid it'll be as difficult as climbing up to the sky."

The four people looked sad. At this time, the wolf-dog could only see so many maggots, and its eyes lit up as it pounced on them.

Woof, Woof, Woof!

The wolf-dog drooled. Without even thinking, it started licking them.

"Ah, f*ck, get lost! Those are my legs!"

"Stop licking! I'm feeding you guys every day, you bunch of ungrateful things."

The four of them cried out in pain. Originally, the netizens in the live broadcast room felt that the punishment was not severe enough, but they soon realized that they were wrong.

The seven or eight wolf dogs licked them fiercely, like a crazy meat grinder, tearing their flesh and devouring them layer by layer.

Moreover, these wolf dogs realized that the maggots were licking them more and more, as if they were endless. They were also enraged.

Dragging their tongues, they suddenly spun crazily on their legs, trying to pull out the maggots that had burrowed into their flesh, digging into their flesh with all their might.

The screams of the four criminals echoed throughout the live broadcast room.

"F*ck. These wolfdogs are really strong. Their tongues are like a juicer."

"Isn't that right? Look at their legs. You can already see their white bones."

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"Awesome. No matter what, the host's design is really brilliant. To let their dogs bite them, they really deserved it."

Seeing this, the officers of the Zero Major Crimes Unit also sighed.

After Monica listened to the rules of the game, she kept frowning.

"I keep feeling that this game is weird. If the hand breaks free of the collarbone, it will pierce through. This isn't jumping from one pit to another. What's the point of doing this. Do we really have to wait until the dogs are full or the power is out? Then why aren't their feet bound?"

Listening to Monica muttering to herself, Ross's brain was also working rapidly.

"It seems like what you said makes sense. In that case, the key to solving the problem is the legs. What can the legs do? Why can't the dogs lick them?"

Monica shook her head and furrowed her brows tightly. Countless possibilities had been simulated in her mind, but they did not quite fit the reality.

She had even thought of using her feet to unlock this weird solution, but she had rejected all of them.

What can my legs do?

Or is my train of thought limited?

Otherwise, what would be the result.

Monica patted her head in pain, feeling that her mind was in a mess. What exactly is the Death Inquisitor's goal? Why can't I think of anything?

Ah, ah, ah!

She felt that her brain cells were about to be squeezed dry.

Ross saw that she was in pain and knew that her heart was the same as his. Both of them had the strength in their hearts, but they did not have the ability.

"Do you think it will be like last time? This is just an independent game. We can only find out his intentions after we contact him. Or maybe this is just an ordinary independent game," Ross asked.

Judy heard their words and rolled her eyes. She said, "Aiyo, why are you guys thinking so much? Even if you think about it, there's nothing you can do. Why don't you just stay quiet and watch the live broadcast? Just be a bystander."

Ross's face darkened. At this time, Willie interrupted, "Judy, I'm going to criticize you. We are the police, not bystanders. We have to think from the perspective of the Death Judge. Only then can we know ourselves and the enemy, find the loophole of the other party, and then defeat him."

Judy knew that Willie was here to rescue her, so she did not say anything. She rolled her eyes and turned around to continue watching the live broadcast.

Monica shook her head hard. She felt that she had fallen into a fixed mindset. She wanted to throw out all the thoughts in her mind and start the whole thing from the overall situation. She found that it was as if she had been poisoned too deeply. Her entire head was filled with how to use her two legs.

"Maybe! Let's see. He always reveals his intentions anyway," Monica muttered.

Ross grunted and his gaze fell on the screen again.

Adolf and the others only bled at first. Their injuries were not serious, but they soon realized that when their legs turned bloody red, the maggots that were just images turned white with a tinge of red, which stimulated the nerves of the wolf dogs even more.

The frequency of their tongues increased, crazily devouring their flesh and blood. They even barked from time to time to express the joy in their hearts.

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The four of them could no longer bear the pain. The immense pain slowly eroded their consciousness bit by bit.

When their skin was torn open, the flesh and blood inside were like tofu. With a light touch, they were devoured by the wolf-dogs. Some of them fell to the ground and piled up into a small hill.

"My leg! Help!"

"Quickly think of a way. If this continues, I won't be able to keep my leg."

"Get lost. Don't lick me. F*ck your grandpa."

"I feel like I can't take it anymore. I'm a little dizzy. If this continues, I'll definitely bleed to death."

At this moment, the four of them felt like they were going crazy. Being executed by the wolf-dogs that they had fed, this was completely beyond their imagination.

Fear, humiliation, grief, and indignation surged into their hearts.

Although Jack had already left, they could feel a pair of eerie eyes staring at them in the darkness outside.

F*ck!

F*ck your grandpa!

The four of them were on the verge of breaking down. When they looked at the wolf-dogs that they had fed before, they turned around and compared themselves.

Not only were they in great pain physically, but they were also unable to bear it mentally.

However, when they saw their miserable state, the people in the live broadcast room felt extremely refreshed.

"The louder you guys shout, the sooner your deaths will come."

"This kind of feeling...I can say that watching a live broadcast is better than having sex."

"Hey, brother, I suggest that you watch and masturbate at the same time. It feels even better."

"I don't get it. Is there anyone who can beat me up to explain how to solve this game?"

The netizens were discussing intensely. In an instant, the bullet screens increased and covered the entire screen. However, no one was able to describe the specific solution to the game.

It was also at this moment that Adolf finally couldn't take it anymore and said, "F*ck! I've had enough. I want to open the iron wrist in my hand."

As soon as he finished speaking, Warner, Jeremy, and Yme all looked at Adolf. Not only did they not stop him, but their eyes were filled with encouragement.

That was because they had had enough.

Adolf opened his hands, grabbed the device in the middle of the iron wrist, and forcefully pulled it to both sides.

Crack!

The iron wrist opened slightly, but at the same time, the hook on the collarbone pierced into his skin and drilled into it by one centimeter.

"Ah, f*ck!"

Adolf cursed angrily. It hurt so much that his whole body was trembling, but he didn't give up and continued to pull the iron wrist.

Chapter 166: The Secret of the Death Game

The iron hook tore through his skin.

Dark-red blood flowed through the cracks and dripped onto the ground.

"F*ck, Death Judge, I will definitely kill you."

Adolf gritted his teeth, grabbed the iron wrist by his hands, and pulled them out.

At the same time, the iron hook pierced through his back, revealing the sharp tip of the hook, flickering with a cold light.

Just like that, his hands were freed, but his entire body was hung on the crossbeam by the iron hook.

"Hahaha! You big idiot, let's see how you get down."

"It's probably over."

"This thing is like shooting an arrow. There's no turning back. If we pull it out forcefully, it will definitely tear off the entire collarbone. There's no hope."

"Impulsiveness is the devil!"

In an instant, the netizens were filled with anticipation. Everyone liked to see the scene of blood splattering everywhere.

At this moment, Warner took a look at the iron hook on Adolf's back. It emitted a cold light amidst its sharpness. He could not help but shiver and said, "Adolf, quickly withdraw the iron hook. The longer you delay, the weaker you will be."

"Yes, success or failure is in an instant. You can do it."

Looking at the encouraging gazes of the crowd, Adolf went all out.

He grabbed the edge of the iron hook with both hands and tried to pull it out.

Hiss!

A piercing pain instantly invaded his entire body. His head darkened and he almost fainted.

It was too painful.

This pain was ten thousand times more intense than the pain in his thigh.

"F*ck, damned judge, I'm going to kill you."

Adolf cursed directly, but there was no response in the darkness. Only the wolf-dogs below were howling. Their tongues were rapidly expanding and retracting, each time taking away a large piece of flesh and blood.

By now, more than half of his left leg had been swallowed, revealing the white skeleton inside.

"Hahaha!"

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He glanced at the wolf-dogs and felt that this was a great irony.

"F*ck, what are you laughing at? You scared me."

"But this laughter is really terrifying!"

The netizens in the live broadcast room were shocked.

Warner and the other two were also shocked. They were about to say a few words when they met Adolf's extremely cold gaze.

The cold wind that was like winter immediately shut the three of them up.

Adolf opened his mouth and roared loudly at the darkness outside.

"Death Judge, I know you're outside. Don't you want to play? I'll play with you until the end. Today, it's either you or me."

His voice was cold.

"You'll definitely die first."

"Of course, you'll definitely die."

The unified bullet screen swept across the screen.

However, what happened next shocked the netizens.

Not to mention the three people closest to Adolf, all of them had their eyes wide open.

They had never seen such a crazy scene from Adolf.

They saw Adolf holding the iron hook with both hands. The veins on his forehead bulged, and his eyes were blood-red as he desperately pulled the iron hook outward.

"Ahhhhh!"

A mournful sound echoed in the entire abandoned building.

The iron hook was slowly pulled out. The bloody scene of blood, flesh, and tendons was all pulled out.

At this moment, the flesh on Adolf's shoulder was separated, revealing the white collarbone inside. On it, one could clearly see a hook mark as deep as half a finger. It was a shocking sight.

Adolf laughed maniacally. "Haha! I won. Keep going."

As soon as he finished speaking, a mechanical voice sounded in the room.

"Please be careful. The battery is insufficient. Please charge."

Adolf was instantly dumbfounded. He stood rooted to the ground and looked at the other three people in the room. From their gazes, he felt that he was an idiot.

In the live broadcast room, when the netizens saw Adolf's dumbfounded look, they were overjoyed.

After struggling for a long time, he managed to buy himself 20 seconds.

It was funny.

It was too funny.

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Soon, 20 seconds passed.

Pa!

The lights were all extinguished.

The metal weapons on Warner and the others were switched on as well.

Immediately after, Jack's cold voice came from the darkness, ringing in their ears at 360 degrees.

"Congratulations on passing the first round. However, other than Adolf buying 20 seconds, your stupidity and cowardice made the second round even more dangerous

"As you can see, the entire room is pitch black. There are four miniature torches in each corner with four numbers on them. This is the key to your victory in the third round. However, I have to remind you to be careful of the traps in the room. It might take your lives. In addition, the rules of this round are that you are not allowed to use any props. As long as you feel your way forward, the violators will be eliminated. Now you have fifteen minutes. If the time is up, your collars will explode. This level tests your wisdom, courage, judgment, and luck."

As soon as he finished speaking, they heard a beeping sound in the room. They looked up and saw a red timer above their heads, and it was emitting a blood-red light.

"F*ck, the room is so dark, and we're not allowed to use tools. isn't it obvious that they want us to die?"

"You murdering demon, didn't you just want to kill us? Come on!"

At this moment, Adolf laughed maniacally.

"Adolf, why are you still laughing?"

Adolf grinned and said, "Didn't he say so long ago? This is a killing game. It's impossible for us to survive, yet you guys are still asking such a stupid question. If you guys hadn't delayed for twenty seconds, we would have gotten the number by now."

Warner's tone was a little strange as he said, "You're blaming us."

Adolf was silent for a while before he sneered again. His laughter was a little crazy, and it made people tremble all over, as if he had become mentally ill.

"I'm not blaming you. I'm reminding you not to be so stupid this time."

At this moment, the room was already pitch-black. Coupled with Adolf's cold laughter, it was even more eerie and terrifying. People had goosebumps all over their bodies.

"F*ck! This Adolf is probably crazy. His laughter is so terrifying. He wants to scare people to death."

"He laughs like a ghost. As expected of a psychopath."

"This group of people had mental illnesses before. Coupled with their fear of the Death Inquisitor and pressure, they must have had a mental breakdown!"

"That's right. Nowadays, whenever criminals hear the name of the Death Inquisitor, they can't help but feel fear in their hearts. The death crime rate in New York City has plummeted and is ranked first among the most civilized cities."

Meanwhile, at the NYPD...

Adolf's words made Monica frown.

Judy saw his expression and said, "Let me make you a cup of coffee!"

When Judy returned, Monica muttered, "I really want to know the secret of the Death Judge."

"What?"

Ross seemed to have been triggered by a sensitive nerve. His eyes sparkled with anticipation.

The others also turned their heads. Willie scratched his head and said, "There really is a secret!"

"It's not just a secret. It's a big secret," Monica said.

Judy was also tickled by this intriguing statement. She coquettishly said, "Sister Mo, what is the secret? Tell me quickly. Don't beat around the bush."

Chapter 167: The Crazy Adolf

"All in all, his first sentence was wrong, and the entire hypothesis was wrong."

After Monica said that, she saw that everyone was even more confused.

So she explained, "Just now, Adolf reminded me that from the beginning of the game, the Death Judge said that this game was a killing game, but in fact, it was simply misleading us."

"Misleading? Why?"

"I don't understand it at all, Sister Mo."

"Why did he do that?"

Ross was also confused after hearing that. His brain was running rapidly, but his mind was full of question marks. He couldn't understand it either.

Monica continued to analyze. "From the beginning, the Death Judge asked them if they had watched the last live broadcast. This sentence was to remind them of the last sentence they said in the last live broadcast. I remember now when he said that the death game is not a killing game." Ross's eyes lit up.

"Yes, it's also this sentence that made me suddenly think that the death game is simply a smoke bomb."

Monica's mood became extremely excited.

She had thought that every word and action of the Death Judge would have a deep meaning, but she did not expect that he would have such a trick.

Whether it was intelligence or logical reasoning ability, the Death Inquisitor had left her far behind.

But at this time, Willie still had a confused look on his face and said, "Can I ask a weak question? And then what?"

Ross's face was full of black lines. No wonder they had not been able to catch the Death Inquisitor. They were simply not as intelligent as him.

It would be strange if they had caught it.

He explained, "This game should not be called a death game, because it is a game where you have to break the rules."

In other words, only by breaking the rules could you survive.

"That's right. In the first game, I kept wondering why the Death Judge didn't bind their legs. Was there a reason for it? Now I know. The purpose is to make them break the rules," Monica said to the crowd.

"But they were afraid of being eliminated, so from the beginning to the end, they strictly followed the rules. This game became a killing game. If my deduction is correct, this elimination is definitely not death, and it won't be worse than the punishment they received now. They were all deceived."

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"F*ck. If that's really the case, the Death Inquisitor is too awesome. He simply played them in the palm of his hand."

"Humph. if you ask me, the most powerful one is still Sister Mo. One day, she will capture the Death Inquisitor," Judy said.

Monica shook her head with a bitter smile. 'Did you think it was so simple?' she thought.

Setting the plot and seeing through the plot, how could it be the same?

Just like the question setter, the two were on completely different levels of thinking.

However, she was confident.

As long as she did not give up, she would definitely be able to catch him by shortening the gap between them time and time again.

Looking at the dark screen, Ross lit a cigarette.

"I don't know if they will continue to follow the rules of the game. In such a dark situation, if they don't use other tools, those big clips will really kill them."

Bowman analyzed further. "They need time. There are two special cells in the human eye. They are the cone cells and the rod cells. In such a dark situation, the brain will issue commands to force the rod cells to quickly produce rhodopsin. It is sensitive to weak light and can synthesize 60 levels of rhodopsin in five minutes."

"I think they can let the wolfdogs lead the way. Then, won't they be able to avoid the traps on the ground?" Judy also expressed her thoughts.

Ross shook his head and said, "If you can think of it, I am sure the Death Judge has already thought of it. So in the first round, he set the rules of the game that the wolf-dogs will eat their fill and the lights will go out. Now that the wolf-dogs have eaten their fill, will they still move?"

"F*ck. Why does this Death Judge think of everything? How does his brain grow?" Willie felt that he was being crushed in all directions.

He had a feeling that he was coming to the next world to make up the numbers.

Bowman thought for a moment and said, "One more thing. This game is a total of 15 minutes. If they don't break the rules and don't use any props, they will definitely die. That's why it's called a game that must break the rules."

Monica shook her head, she said, "Not necessarily. Didn't the Death Inquisitor say that there's a miniature flashlight in the corner? That might be a support tool. I think that they will most likely not encounter any traps on the way. Instead, when they come back, there will be many traps. In addition, from a psychological analysis, when people are completely helpless, they are very radical. But once they get the flashlight, they will become very careful. This is also the brilliance of the Death Inquisitor. I have to say, he has perfectly combined psychology and gaming."

After Judy heard his explanation, she took a deep breath. How could there be such a powerful person in this world?

He was simply too awesome.

"No wonder he said that this game tested their intelligence, stamina, judgment, and luck. If that's the case, the Death Inquisitor should have set a trap in the room."

Ross seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes narrowed slightly. He commanded his officers. "Turn off all the lights in the room, turn on the recording function, and record carefully."

Ka!

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All the lights in the office were turned off.

They stood in the darkness, quietly looking at the big screen.

At this time, Adolf and the others searched for clothes, bandaged their wounds, and then put on their clothes.

After getting used to the darkness, Warner wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said anxiously, "It's already been two minutes. What should we do, Yme?"

"F*ck! How would I know?"

"Haha!" Adolf laughed sinisterly again.

Warner was shocked and shouted in the direction of the sneer, "You lunatic, what are you laughing at?"

"You guys keep thinking. I'm going to the key. I choose the corner on the right side of the door."

Warner was about to ask him how to get there when he heard Adolf walking over.

"F*ck, are you crazy? You're just going to walk over like that? Are you asking for death?"

The three of them were all shocked.

Everyone in the broadcast room was also shocked.

However, some officers of the Zero Major Crimes Unit started to admire Adolf's courage.

"This Adolf is really brave."

"He's completely in a rampage mode now."

"If he can safely walk to the corner, will it prove that Sister Mo's speculation is correct?"

At this moment, Adolf was walking in the darkness. Every step he took, he was prepared to fall into a trap. When he took seven or eight steps, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

"F*ck, you scared me to death."

Adolf exhaled heavily and wiped the cold sweat on his head. Then, he laughed sinisterly.

"Looks like we are having a bit of good luck today. Hahaha!"

After the smile, his face turned gloomy. He had already taken seven or eight steps. From his observation, they should be in the abandoned hall from before. It was about 200 square meters. In other words, they had walked an average distance.

"Phew!"

Adolf exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.

He continued to walk forward.

"I'm going to fight you today!"

Chapter 168: Haha! I Won!

Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

"F* k. He's so lucky."

"I haven't heard his screams yet. I feel that he's almost at the corner."

"He's really not afraid of death!"

When the netizens saw how crazy Adolf was, they all started discussing.

"It's already been three minutes. I feel that I can see something. Remember, don't lift your feet. Just slide on the ground."

After Warner finished speaking, his two feet rubbed against the ground, making a sizzling sound.

The remaining Jerome and Ymir instantly understood. Only then did they suddenly remember that there were only two corners left.

"F*ck. We've been tricked!"

At this moment, Adolf took another seven or eight steps in one go.

"Could it be that I have the help of a god today?"

He laughed maniacally, and vaguely, he saw a cylindrical white object.

"F*ck, why isn't this guy dead yet?"

"His laughter is too demonic, just listening to it is making my head hurt."

"It's all about the heartbeat, so what's the rush? It's pitch black now, and even if he dies, we won't be able to see it. The good show has just begun."

"I feel that your analysis makes sense. It seems like I have to hold my breath."

At this moment, Adolf's speed had slowed down. He became very careful with the last two steps, and his entire body resembled the slow-motion movement in movies.

His footsteps were light as his hands touched the air around him until his fingertips touched the slightly cold flashlight.

Adolf picked up the flashlight and gently pressed on the bulge on it.

Pa!

A weak light lit up.

At this moment, there was the sound of footsteps.

"Who is it?!"

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Adolf suddenly turned around, and all the hair on his body stood up.

He was sure that it was not an illusion.

"Warner."

"Jerome."

"Yme."

Adolf shone the flashlight on it, but the light was too weak, so he could only see about a meter or so. He could not see the situation around him clearly.

At this moment, Warner's voice came from afar.

"What's wrong with you?"

"F*ck! You found the flashlight?"

"Come over and help me shine!"

The voices of the three people sounded, and Adolf's heart suddenly contracted.

"The Death Inquisitor is here. I just heard his voice."

When the three people heard it, they immediately looked around vigilantly, and couldn't help but shiver.

Thinking about the Death Inquisitor's terrifying face, they felt a chill down their spines when they thought that he might be standing behind them and staring at them.

"F*ck. He must be monitoring us with his night-vision goggles."

"This damn pervert! He might put a clip on you the moment you lift your foot."

"Death Inquisitor, when I get out, I will chop off your limbs and dig out your eyes."

However, no one responded to them. The surroundings were quiet and dark.

Four minutes had passed.

Adolf took a deep breath.

He felt that he was not affected just now because of the blessings of the gods. Now that he had a flashlight in his hand, he wanted to make good use of the remaining ten minutes to be the first person to escape unscathed.

'Death Inquisitor, just you wait. Not only do I want to clear the level, I also want to defeat you and let you taste my power,' he thought.

Adolf was so supportive that his entire body lay on the ground. However, after the wound on his leg was squeezed, it emitted waves of piercing pain.

"Hiss!"

He took a deep breath, then put the flashlight into his mouth and bit it. His hands groped on the ground as he slowly glided, just like a beggar on the street.

At this time, because of the light, the camera fell on Adolf, and the netizens were all looking at him.

"This guy must have been a beggar before, and he's quite skilled in his work."

"I was wondering how he actually survived until now. It seems that the courage to risk his life in the game is very crucial."

"If nothing unexpected happens, he can safely pass the second level."

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"Anchor, are you asleep? Do you want some dry goods?"

They looked anxious, but they couldn't pass the stage.

"What? He actually passed?"

They looked anxious, but Ross and the others confirmed Monica's judgment.

"And Adolf is gradually falling into the trap. Now he's starting to get serious."

"Sister Mo, what's the next step?"

Sister Mo saw that everyone was looking at her, and she immediately felt a huge pressure.

"Now, I feel that there are definitely certain traps, such as the trap from last time. Some of these traps are easier to find, but some are set in a blind spot according to people's mental state, which is where they will be hit. Last time, it was a thought pattern. I can't think of what it is this time, but I think it will not be repeated. After all, every live broadcast is his show."

At this moment, Ross lit a cigarette and said thoughtfully, "I think we have entered a misunderstanding."

"What misunderstanding?" Judy asked.

"In the beginning, the Death Judge said that they took a small path and avoided the police. They didn't even know where they went. But from Sunderland, they fled for four to five hours. How far can he drive? In addition to the abandoned end, I think it's not difficult to locate the scene of the death. The designer is currently at the scene. Isn't this the best time for us to capture him?"

His words awakened the person in the dream.

At this moment, everyone's blood was burning.

"That's right, so why didn't I think of this? This is definitely the best time. Hurry up and give the order!" Willie's eyes were filled with ecstasy.

It was as if Ross had instantly regained his blood, revealing a sense of confidence.

"Willie, immediately contact the Sunderland police team and have them go into standby mode."

"Yes, I'll contact them right away."

"Willie, immediately contact officer Hardy of Sunderland and have him search all the abandoned buildings that fit the characteristics within a 400-kilometer radius. Then, send the target to the police aviation team to carry out the operation."

Ross's blood was boiling at this moment, but he felt a little regretful because this place was more than 500 kilometers away from Sunderland. No matter where he went, he would have already turned off the live broadcast.

Even if he would use a New York helicopter, it would take at least an hour.

But no matter what, he felt that the Death Inquisitor had dug a hole for him, and it was a hole so deep that he could not escape.

Sunderland's Hardy received the order and immediately began the search.

At the same time, the aviation search team received the order and immediately sent out nine anti-terrorist elites squads.

They began a carpet search around Sunderland.

At this time, Adolf had already moved to the door and found three clips. Looking at the sharp teeth, his legs went weak and he felt a lingering fear.

At the same time, Warner, Germaine, and Yme also successfully obtained the flashlight and the number.

However, Germaine and Yme were still in the innermost part of the room. They were still more than 20 meters away from the door, and there was not much time left for them.

Seeing that Adolf and Warner were about to leave, the two of them broke down.

"F*ck, there's still one minute left. What should we do?"

"We've been harmed by him. We won't be able to get out in one minute unless we run out in large strides. But if we do that, we might step into a trap."

When disaster struck, they would fly separately. Adolf wouldn't care about them.

At this moment, the moonlight rose from outside. Looking at the moonlight at the door, Adolf let out a long sigh.

"Haha! I won," he mumbled to himself.

Chapter 169: Are You Crazy?

The moonlight shone in from outside the window like a white curtain of light, illuminating the ground clearly.

Looking back, Adolf saw a small figure not far away. He knew that it was Warner.

At this time, Warner was crawling forward with a flashlight, slowly moving forward. His entire body was wet, completely drenched in sweat.

The sweat slowly seeped into his thigh, sending waves of piercing pain.

"Hiss!"

Yme endured the pain. When he came to the door and saw Adolf sitting on the ground, he frowned. "What's wrong with you? Don't you think the moonlight here is very beautiful?"

Adolf revealed a hint of an unnoticeable smirk.

"Are you crazy? You're still in the mood to enjoy the moonlight under such circumstances? You're really crazy."

Warner felt that he was no longer normal.

"If you want to enjoy it, you have to go out and enjoy it. Why are you looking at it now?"

"Hehe!"

Adolf caressed the white moonlight in the void as if he was intoxicated.

"It's different when you go out. Only in the darkness, when you're struggling on the edge of life and death, can you have such an artistic conception. If I had a cell phone now, I would definitely record this scene and write a book about it. It would be called 'My Days with the Death Inquisitor,' and I could talk about how I fell in love with the moonlight."

Adolf looked at Warner and smiled. "What do you think?"

Looking at the bewitching smile on his face, Warner felt his whole body tremble. He roared, "Madman."

At this moment, Warner was only one meter away from the door. He took a deep breath. It was as if he was reborn. It was too wonderful.

"Damn. I finally made it."

Warner exhaled and was about to take this step.

Suddenly, a crisp sound came from under his feet.

Bang!

It was very crisp and very small. The metallic sound gradually spread in the air.

In an instant, Warner's entire body shivered. His gaze suddenly shrank. He knew that it was bad.

The mechanism had been activated.

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He wanted to escape.

However, the mechanism did not give him any time to react. He only heard the sound of a gust of wind coming from above his head. A huge iron hook whizzed over.

Immediately after, it pierced through his heart and hung him under the moonlight. The huge iron hook emitted a cold light and dripped blood.

This scene was too sudden. The netizens did not even have the time to react.

"Oh my god. He hung it up straight away."

"Awesome, I finally had an orgasm after waiting for half a day."

"I didn't expect the streamer to have such a trick up his sleeve. It's hard to guard against it."

"Indeed, the psychology streamer is really amazing. They walked over carefully all the way here, and their minds were completely tense. They were about to leave, but when they let down their guard, they were instantly possessed by the iron hook. Psychology really makes one good at escaping."

At this time, Adolf looked at the iron hook indifferently. It was very big, and it was welded on a very thick crossbar. Moreover, there was not only one iron hook on the crossbar. There were four.

That thing fell from the door. It was in the darkness, so it could not be seen at all. After it was triggered, it would fall crazily.

Even a cow would die in an instant.

"There really is a trap. It looks much safer now. Hehe!"

Adolf grinned as he walked out of the moonlight. His miserable smile was so eerie and terrifying.

"F*ck. That guy actually did it on purpose. I was wondering why he didn't go out. Instead, he sat under the moonlight weirdly and said something so strange."

"He even tricked his own people. The trick is too deep."

"Don't forget who these people are. They kill so many people, so why would they care about their lives?"

In the air, Warner was not completely dead yet. His eyes were bloodshot as he waited for Adolf in a gloomy manner.

"You know there's a trap?"

Adolf shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but I feel that the journey was too smooth. This doesn't fit the style of the Death Inquisitor. As expected, I guessed right. Hehe."

"F*ck you. I won't let you off even if I become a ghost."

"Hehe. if you're not afraid, why would I be afraid of ghosts?"

Adolf had a sinister smile on his face, and he seemed to have gone crazy.

At this time, there were only 10 seconds left in the room.

Jerome and Yme looked at the display screen.

"F*ck! It's too late if we don't run now," Jerome roared.

Yme's face was also pale as he roared, "F*ck! I'm going all out! Ahhhhh!"

Jerome ran crazily towards the door, bolstering his courage as he ran.

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"F*ck the Death Judge, I'm very lucky. My fate is in my hands, not the heavens."

"F*ck the judgment. I'll definitely get out of here alive. When that time comes, it'll be your death."

The two of them rushed out for seven to eight meters. Suddenly, there was a kacha sound in the darkness. Jerome let out a loud cry and instantly lost his life.

Yme instantly passed him and continued to run forward.

"Ah, don't pinch me."

"Di!"

At the last second, Yme rushed out.

"Ah ah ah ah! Hahaha! I'm not dead!" Yme shouted crazily.

At this moment, the sound of an explosion came from the room.

Yme was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat. If he hadn't run out, he would have been blown up like Jerome.

He glanced at Warner, who was hanging on the beam, and couldn't help but shiver.

Warner lowered his head. He was hanging on the iron hook, but his body was already outside the door, so he had succeeded, but at a heavy price.

At this moment, with a buzz, the lights of the two cars shone in.

Adolf and Yme turned around and saw the Death Judge standing coldly in the middle of the light pillar.

Although they couldn't see his face clearly, they could feel that terrifying aura.

"Congratulations to the two of you for successfully breaking through the second round of the game. I feel very regretful that Germaine didn't survive."

"Humph. Are you crying like a cat crying over a mouse? Forget it. Just come to the third round of the game!" Adolf licked the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Jack and Adolf looked at each other for three seconds. Adolf only felt that the gaze was cold and cruel, and his whole body shivered.

Then, a cold voice was heard.

"This death livestream has a total of four games. The third game is very simple. Please show your numbers. That is the order of the third game."

Adolf raised his hand and said, "Three!"

"Two."

"The rules of this game are that no one is allowed to interfere with the game, or they will be eliminated."

"Now the game begins. You will start from Yme. If you have to deal damage, you will choose from the following—A, cut off one of your arms, or B, sew Adolf's mouth. Please choose!"

"I choose B!"

There was no hesitation.

Yme knew that if it was Adolf, he would also sew up his own mouth without any hesitation.

He was not a great person. On the contrary, he was a selfish person, so he left the damage to others.

"F*ck you!" Adolf cursed at him with a fierce look in his eyes.

Chapter 170: The Host Was on His Way

Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

Jack tossed a medical box to Yme. Under Adolf's hateful gaze, he began to sew.

Because there was no anesthetic, Adolf's screams lasted for about a minute.

The white nylon thread tightened between his upper and lower lips, pulling out a bright red line.

Then the steel needle went through his lips, and he pulled hard.

"Ah!"

Adolf was about to shout when Yme used a pair of tweezers to clamp his mouth.

"Haha! If I laugh again, I'll have a headache from laughing all night."

"This time, I feel like the entire world has gone silent."

"Yeah, I wonder how the host is going to play this time. I'm really looking forward to it!"

"Don't worry, it'll definitely be awesome."

The netizens were watching with great interest. Yme was seriously sewing Adolf's lips.

He swore that he had never been so serious before.

"Wu wu wu!"

Adolf clenched his fists and wanted to blow his head off. The veins on his face were bulging and his eyeballs were about to fly out.

"Don't move. Do you think I want to? If you want to live, you have to endure it."

Adolf suddenly stopped screaming, but his eyes were still filled with hatred.

Soon, the mouth was sewn up.

Adolf tried, but he could not break free despite using a lot of strength. Moreover, it was extremely painful.

Jack took a look and nodded with satisfaction. He said, "Next is Adolf. You can't speak now, but you can use your fingers. Choose from the two—A, tear your own mouth, and B, sew up Yme's eyes."

Adolf pointed his finger at Yme without hesitation.

Yme was not surprised at all. He snorted coldly and said, "Come on, you piece of sh*t. It doesn't feel good to have your mouth sewn up."

Adolf sneered. He took the nylon needle that was still stained with blood and walked in front of Yme. He began to sew.

"Ah!"

A scream spread across the wilderness.

"F*ck! Will it pierce my eyeballs?"

"His eyes are already sewn shut, so why are you still concerned about his eyeballs? Brother, your focus is a little different!"

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"This needle looks really scary!"

"Haha! I won't tell you guys. The host is going to make them cut off their own limbs and turn them into human sticks."

"Really? Brother, how did you know? If that's the case, once they're done, they'll run into the shit vat and let them grow maggots."

The netizens kept sending bullet comments. Soon, Yme's eyes were completely sewn shut.

Looking at the two of them, Jack nodded slightly, expressing his satisfaction.

"Congratulations. You've passed the game."

At the same time, the netizens were all shocked.

"Host, don't mess around. It's over just like that."

"Isn't this level too easy?"

"Yeah, I gave you a bad review. I thought I would be able to watch the exciting plot. Is that it?"

When everyone was posting the bullet comments with resentment, Jack's cold and deep voice sounded once again.

"The fourth round of the game begins now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a few big words appeared on the screen in the middle. "The streamer is on his way here!"

"D*mn! Why did I lose the screen?"

"Did the streamer go offline?"

"That's impossible. The fourth round of the game isn't over yet. Could it have been broken through by the police?"

"F*ck, anchor, has your Internet connection been cut off? I just wanted to let you know. Everyone will pay for your Internet money."

"If you do that, it will delay everyone's passion. who has the anchor's phone number?"

The millions of netizens instantly exploded. They smashed the table and tapped on the keyboard. Since there was no time for the broadcast of death, they felt uncomfortable all over.

Meanwhile, at the NYPD...

Everyone looked at Judy and said in surprise, "You turned off the Death Judge's live broadcast?"

Judy looked at him with black lines all over her face and said, "Team Leader, I'm very glad that you have confidence in me, but he really went offline."

"Could it be that our police officers found him and he ran away?"

Ross's heart skipped a beat.

He hurriedly made a phone call. The others were also waiting for the result. If that was really the case, then it would be great.

After Ross put down the phone, he shook his head dejectedly.

Everyone's faces instantly fell.

"What do we do now? What is the fourth game?" Willie was anxious.

"Is it possible that Adolf and Yme worked together to kill the Death Inquisitor?" Bowman analyzed.

Everyone looked at Bowman with a look of stupidity.

Bowman also reacted. His face was full of black lines. He explained, "Am I also thinking outside the box? Actually, I don't think it's possible."

Ross said, "Now we can only rely on Hardy. We hope that they can find the live broadcast venue as soon as possible. His offline connection has bought us some time. After all, he's a conceited person."

"That's true. God is better than man!" Willie chuckled.

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Monica, who was beside him, did not say anything. However, she felt that this offline connection was very strange. After all, in the previous live broadcast, there had never been any offline connection.

With the Death Inquisitor's thinking, he would not allow such a thing to happen.

However, she could not tell exactly what the problem was.

Could it really be that the signal in the wilderness was not good?

Just like that, everyone was looking forward to it.

Ten minutes later, many of the netizens felt as if they had gone through a long world. They looked at the screen and saw the words "The host is on his way."

They collectively broke down.

"He's still on his way. Streamer, are you a snail?"

"I can't call the telecommunications department for maintenance. If this continues, it won't be a good thing!"

"Next time for the live broadcast, Pull the antenna directly. Bring a few more phones and prepare the power source. I don't believe that the line will be cut off again."

"I'm going to die. Streamer, if you still don't come, I'm going to commit suicide."

Under the bombardment of the netizens, more than ten minutes passed, but the live broadcast was still not on.

"It's not on yet, I'm really going crazy."

"My plane's finished. You're not on the air."

"Boo-hoo-hoo! I'm gonna cry."

Soon, the live broadcast room was flooded, all by so-and-so hollowed out sentences.

Just when everyone couldn't take it anymore, the broadcast room was finally restored.

Millions of people in the audience burst into tears.

Everyone discovered that in the abandoned uncompleted building, a large iron chain was directly hanging Adolf and yYme. They were fixed by two large rings. The left side was moving clockwise while the right side was moving counterclockwise. The two of them were slowly rising up.

"The fourth round has begun. It looks so exciting, brothers."

"It looks like the two of them are going to be squeezed into minced meat."

The netizens quickly understood the rules of the game because the game used a clockwise and counterclockwise method.

At this moment, in the office of the Zero Major Crimes Unit...

"It looks like the fourth round has just begun."

As the netizens were speaking, Adolf and Yme woke up. Hearing the buzzing sound above them and the sound of the metal chains twisting, they instinctively raised their heads. Only then did Yme realize that her eyes had been sewn shut.

So she cursed angrily, "Death Judge, I'm going to kill you."

Beside him, Adolf's reaction was not big. He raised his head and looked at the device on it. There was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Looking at this, Monica frowned.

"Yme's eyes are sealed, but he seems to know how the game works. That's why his reaction is so intense. But looking at Adolf's calm expression, this?"

Judy touched her chin and fell into deep thought. She said, "Isn't that Adolf always sinister and cunning? Who knows what he's up to this time? Maybe it's like the last time when he saw the moonlight. He killed others and saved himself."

Ross said, "What you said makes sense. One of their eyes is sealed, and the other mouth is sealed. I think they all know a part of the game."

Monica nodded in agreement, she said, "I agree with Ross's point. The Death Judge should have told Yme that the chain keeps spinning, and that they will die if they rise. They should have told Adolf that the faster they move, the faster the chain will move. The total time is a few minutes. If they persevere, they will win."

Everyone nodded.

Ross immediately made a call and picked up Hardy, who was at the front line. Before he could speak, there was a buzzing sound, followed by Hardy's voice, "Old Luo, we have found the scene of death."

Hearing this news, the few of them were extremely excited. What did this mean?

It was possible that they could catch the Death Inquisitor, who had been giving them a headache.

Chapter 171: Don't Come Over!

The drone of the helicopter could also be heard from the live broadcast room.

A random beam of light landed on Adolf and Yme.

"What's that sound? Is it a plane?" Yme asked Adolf.

Because his eyes were sewn shut, he could only hear the drone.

Adolf saw the plane hovering in the air, and a complicated look appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this, the netizens in the live broadcast room also became nervous.

"It can't be the police, right? F*ck, don't get caught, Death Judge."

"It sounds like a helicopter. To be able to find this place in the middle of the night, it must be the police!"

Countless bullet screen comments were filled with the news of the Deat Judge running away. Obviously, between the law and the Death Judge, everyone chose to side with the death judge.

At this moment, Hardy was observing the unfinished building from above. The surroundings of the abandoned building were very empty. Other than the victims, there were no suspicious people around.

After observing for a bit, Hardy said, "Little Wang, you stay here. If you find any suspicious people, you can directly shoot them. However, try to avoid the vital parts. You must not let the Death Inquisitor run away."

"Yes!"

At this moment, the helicopter's image was also transmitted to the crim squad.

"Has anyone found anything?"

"I've observed it carefully. The two rotating iron wheels should be the same."

"Yeah, the naked eye can't see the difference at all. If there really is something, it should be negligible."

"So, the problem shouldn't be in this aspect."

Monica kept looking at Adolf and said, "His expression is very complicated, but from the looks of it, he should want to stop Yme, but he's not very confident. He's very conflicted now."

Ross gritted his teeth and said, "This idiot. Could it be that there's some kind of trap? At this point, can't he just rip open the thread on his mouth and talk?"

Monica shook her head and said, "It's not that he doesn't want to, but his mouth is sewn like that. He can't escape just by using his lips to exert force."

While the few of them were discussing, Hardy had already landed on the ground with his people and entered the live broadcast.

"Oh my god. It's really the police."

"Death Judge, run quickly. Don't let the police catch you."

"Ah, is it possible that after today, we won't be able to see the Death Inquisitor's broadcast anymore?"

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"Sigh! The hero is going to get caught!"

The netizens had melancholic expressions and the bullet comments were filled with loneliness.

At this moment, Adolf looked at the police below and thought of what the Death Inquisitor had said.

"You won't be hanged, but you have to stop the policemen who came to save you. They will take your lives."

Hearing the sound of the chains pulling, Adolf felt his heart was in a mess. Would he believe it or not?

If he believed it, if it was fake, then he would have missed the chance to be rescued by the police.

But if what the Death Inquisitor had said was true, the police would kill him.

'Whether you live or die, it was up to you,' thought Adolf as he remembered what the Death Judge said.

Only now did he understand the true meaning of this sentence.

Sweat drenched his back. This was a game.

A game of life and death.

Adolf looked at the rotating iron chain and felt a wave of fear. He turned his head to look at the top again to make sure there were no traps. Only then did he relax.

If there were no traps, would he have to be cautious?

After thinking about it, he still could not figure out where they were or how they existed.

This was when his mind started to become confused and conflicted.

"We are the police. Where is the Death Inquisitor?"

When Yme heard this, she immediately shouted, "Police, quickly come and save me. I'm going to be hanged."

Adolf, who was at the side, gritted his teeth. 'F*ck, Death Inquisitor, I'll believe you just this once.'

He began to shake his head crazily.

Hardy was dumbfounded. What was the meaning of this?

At this moment, the communicator on his chest sounded an alarm.

"Temporarily abandon the rescue. Let's see what the situation is like first. There might be a trap. Investigate carefully."

"Understood!" Hardy said to the two police officers beside him. "Everyone, be careful. Investigate carefully. There might be a trap."

"Yes!"

The two police officers received the order and began to carefully search at the periphery.

"F*ck, man, quickly save me." There was suddenly no movement, and Yme's heart began to become restless.

At this time, Hardy explained to him, "Don't worry for now. We will definitely save you."

"A trap? WHy are you saying there is a trap? You police officers! Are you afraid of death? Quickly save me!" Yme began to shout.

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When he shouted this, Adolf, who was beside him, was furious. This coward, he stretched his leg over, wanting to write the words "Don't move" on his body.

But just as he went over, he was attacked by Yme.

'This idiot, Adolf, is going crazy,' Yme thought.

"F*ck you! Am I wrong? Take your leg away, or I'll kick you to death."

Adolf's face turned completely dark as he cursed in his heart.

However, he thought about it again. 'Why am I trying to warn him this way? Am I pig? Why don't I just make a gesture in the air?'

He then started to make gestures in midair.

"He's writing!" Monica began to frown. "Don't come over."

At this moment, in the dark environment, Jack was sitting on the sofa with a devilish smile on his face.

"Very well. Let's see if you can keep your cool."

Yme's words just now had directly angered Hardy to the point that his mind exploded. As a policeman, he had to be cautious of their surroundings so the rescue team would not be compromised.

That time was not like a mountain of knives and a sea of fire. When had they ever retreated?

He only cared about getting angry and did not notice Adolf's actions.

However, at this time, Ross's voice sounded from the communication device.

"Adolf, you just wrote three words with your feet. 'Don't come over.' There must be a trap. Yme is a distraction. Don't listen to him."

"Yes!"

The few of them continued to investigate. At this moment, the officers of the Zero Major Crimes Unit were frowning and deep in thought. Their minds were working rapidly.

What exactly was going on?

"Right, let them foul and get out of the game."

Thus, Ross picked up Hardy's phone again. "Ask them what the rules of the game are. Let them play foul."

Hardy told them the truth and told them that this was a foul game. Only by breaking the rules could they survive in the end.

After everything, Yme cursed, "F*ck your mother! You're not the Death Judge. How could you be out of the game? A trap suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Cowards like you don't even dare to come over and still ask me to do things."

"Foul?! F*ck you! F*ck!"

Hardy's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

However, after hearing their conversation, the netizens were also discussing crazily.

"A game that has to be foul. Is this real?"

"Thinking about it carefully, it's really interesting. If it's really like this, then it would be 666."

"I just combed through the game and found that the host deliberately left room for them to play foul. I didn't expect that after watching it for a whole night, I only found out."

"No matter how powerful Sun Wukong is, how can he escape Buddha's five fingers mountain? Can you guess what the Death Judge is thinking in advance? Are you here to make a joke?"

The netizens were suddenly enlightened. On one hand, they were shocked by how the Death Judge crafted the whole "game." On the other hand, they were also quite shocked by the intelligence displayed by the police this time.

It was as if they couldn't recognize their own police. They weren't used to seeing a bit of competence in their police officers.

Chapter 172: Molesting the Zero Major Crimes Squad

"F*ck you! Come and save me! Are you going to watch me die?"

The huge iron wheel started to spin and slowly dragged Yme towards the gear.

At this moment, Adolf was also anxious.

Kacha kacha!

The sound of the gears rubbing against each other instantly caused their hands to touch.

"No!"

Seeing that his hands were about to be twisted in, Adolf screamed in his heart. Fear struck him instantly, as if a gust of cold air had been injected into him.

In an instant, under the pressure of the iron wheel, the skin on their hands split open, and even their bones cracked.

"F*ck! Save me!" Yme screamed in fear.

"Save me, quickly save me!"

Adolf couldn't bear the pressure of death either. Seeing the flesh on his hands fall rapidly, he instantly felt his scalp go numb.

He continuously gestured with his feet. At the same time, he tried his best to open his mouth, and the nylon rope grew bigger bit by bit.

Instantly, fresh blood gushed out.

"Captain, if we don't save them, they'll die." The team member's face was full of anxiety.

Hardy gritted his teeth. They had only searched about five meters, and were still four or five meters away from Adolf.

"Captain, what should we do?" Hardy asked through the communication device.

Ross struggled. He had just understood that Adolf meant to say, "Save me!" But he knew that it was his instinct. If he didn't save them, he would just watch them die.

Impossible!

What should they do?

What was the Death Inquisitor up to?!

The screams shocked everyone present.

The huge gear was about to swallow Adolf, and Ross had no time to think. He immediately ordered, "Save them quickly!"

Hearing the order, Hardy immediately waved his hand and said, "Save him."

A few police officers heard the order and immediately ran over. However, they didn't notice a thin line under their feet and directly touched the alarm device.

As the alarm sounded, the speed of the gear increased. Soon, their arms were swallowed up, and a large amount of blood spurted out.

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Everyone at the scene was shocked.

However, another terrifying thing was still to come. Under their shocked gazes, a huge beast trap rose from the ground and directly devoured Adolf and Yme.

The huge force directly cut their bodies into two halves. The smell of blood drifted, and blood, flesh, intestines, and liver were scattered all over the ground.

Some of the inexperienced policemen immediately lay on the ground and vomited wildly.

The netizens in the live broadcast room were all shocked.

On the screen, the scene was filled with dust. With a loud explosion, a beast trap that was as tall as a person shot out and swallowed the two people.

The sharp sawtooth directly caught the two people's bodies. Two miserable screams rang out. Adolf and Yme's pupils suddenly constricted, and they died on the spot.

"F*ck! The Death Judge is awesome. I like such a big trap."

"Oh my god. He killed two people in front of the police. It's too exciting."

"I'm scared to death. No wonder the commotion was so huge. It's terrifying."

"Brothers, don't just focus on watching. Don't forget to buy gifts."

Instantly, ships, planes, and cannons filled the entire screen.

Meanwhile, at the NYPD, everyone was also shocked by the scene in front of them.

They saw the scene of the two people being dismembered through the camera lens, and they were all extremely angry.

Immediately after, an animation appeared on the big screen in the center, clearly showing the ending of Adolf and Yme.

There was a braking device under the gear, clearly recording the start time.

In other words, if they didn't save them, the gear would at most rotate to the position of their arms, and they would be forced to shut it off.

They would at most lose a hand and a leg, not die.

And because of their impulse to move forward, they directly triggered the white silk thread, causing the huge beast trap to break out of the ground and cut their bodies in half.

Damn it!

Ross punched the table. No one had expected such a thing to happen.

This time, the Death Judge not only made them lose face. It was clear that it was also a clear attempt to humiliate them.

It was too much.

Monica shook her head, and a bitter smile appeared on her face.

She should have thought that the game would not be so simple. After dealing with the Death Judge so many times, she had unknowingly fallen into the trap of misreading the Death Inquisitor's plans and games.

This was a hard blow on the police force.

It was not something that could be made up for with time.

At this moment, Jack's cold voice rang out. "Welcome, everyone, to the live broadcast. I will see you in the next live broadcast."

"F*ck! F*ck!"

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Ross jumped up in rage.

She had clearly thought of it.

Why was it another crushing defeat?

Was she too kind?

If she had waited for more than ten minutes, she would have been able to save them.

Then, he would have been able to trace the trail of the Death Inquisitor.

What was even more infuriating was that the other party clearly wanted to completely smash their faces into pieces. If this wasn't a provocation, then what was?

It was simply a tease to them.

Ross's face was full of anger. He said, "Search! Dig three feet into the ground, and find him for me."

Hardy's lungs were exploding with anger. He looked at the bleeding corpse. If it was not for his recklessness that gave Ross pressure, he would not have let it go.

'F*ck, Death Inquisitor, listen to me this time. I, Hardy, will not let you off!' he thought.

Hardy's face was gloomy. He took out his pistol and said, "Go and start the car. See if you can start the electricity."

"Yes!" Huzi accepted the order and rushed towards the car.

"David, you follow me."

The two put on their night-vision goggles and entered the abandoned building with guns.

At this moment, the sound of the engine was heard.

Ka Ka! All the lights of the car were turned on.

Yme's body was lying on the ground. There was a beast trap on his leg and on his face. The one on his leg was fine, but the beast trap on his face crushed his head. His teeth fell to the ground, and even his brains were scattered everywhere.

Hardy took off his night-vision goggles and shook his head.

Half an hour later, the local police came to assist him. Dozens of police officers turned the unfinished building upside down. There was no single trace of the Death Inquisitor. They could not even find a mask.

"F*ck! He must have run away after the live broadcast was cut off."

The palm of Ross's hand was still bleeding. Monica had told him to put a gauze on it, but he refused because he had to recall what lessons from the day's events they could remember and ponder on. He could not be so reckless in the future.

"Hardy, the Death Inquisitor will not be able to run far. Give the order now. All suspicious people entering and leaving the provincial road, the national road, county road, and village road...Check them all."

Listening to the low voice over the communicator, Hardy said, "Okay. I will mobilize as many people as I can, but I still need you to make a call."

"I know."

Ross made a few more calls, mobilizing all the police forces around.

At this time, Monica looked at Ross's angry expression and said, "Leader, you actually did a good job. You did what we couldn't do."

"Yes, leader, catching the Death Inquisitor is not something that can be done overnight. Don't be sad. As long as we don't give up, one day, we will definitely be able to catch him."

A few people comforted him, and Ross let out a heavy breath.

At the Zero Major Crimes Unit office, everyone was busy.

It was a busy night, but there was nothing to show for it. It seemed like a futile battle.

Chapter 173: The Puzzle

It was Sunday.

Almost everyone, when they passed by the security room, would take a few glances.

There was a hint of nervousness and excitement in the girls' eyes.

Jack was used to it. He was leisurely browsing the hot spots in the security room, reading novels. He was relaxed and casual.

At this time, a Mercedes-Benz with license plate B16688 was speeding down the road, and sitting in the driver's seat was Brady.

"Aisha, why did you suddenly think of going to the Blue Sunset Coast to do your homework today?"

"I just want to. If you ask me again, I'll get out of the car," Aisha threatened him.

"Good, good, my little princess. I promised your mother that I would take you there."

Aisha rolled her beautiful eyes. "Annoying."

Soon, just as they were about to reach the Blue Sunset Coast, Aisha said, "Park the car here. I'll walk there myself."

Brady looked puzzled, but he still pressed the brake lightly. "Okay, you finish your homework. I'll come and pick you up."

The car came to a stop. Aisha jumped out of the car and said, "There's no need for you to pick me up. I'll take a taxi back myself."

Watching Aisha turn back three times with each step, Brady felt that this little girl had been acting strange all morning. He couldn't help but think of what Jennifer said. Recently, Aisha had been learning how to cook.

He didn't know who she was cooking for, but he felt that the guy must be extremely unlucky.

"She's so mysterious. Could it be that this girl has fallen in love?" Brady watched as Aisha walked into the residential area and also secretly got off the car.

He really wanted to see who had the ability to capture their little princess.

At this moment, Jack was reading a novel.

Knock knock!

Aisha knocked on the door and entered.

Looking at her pure and charming smile, Jack was not surprised at all.

It was the weekend, so he was somehow expecting that she would come.

But he still pretended to be surprised and said, "Why are you here?"

"Hehe! You didn't expect it, right? I came to accompany you. Otherwise, you would be bored." Aisha put down her bag.

Jack nodded and pointed. "Then you can sit there and do your homework!"

"Yes, yes." Aisha nodded obediently.

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But at this moment, Jack felt someone was watching him.

He turned around and immediately met Brady's gaze.

Brady smiled slightly and gestured with a cigarette in his hand. Then, he turned around and walked to the locust tree.

"You do your homework first. I'll go out for a while," Jack said to Aisha as he walked out of the security room.

"Have a cigarette." Brady took out two cigarettes and handed them to Jack respectfully.

He was amazed by Jack's skills. He had fought with Jack before, but he was beaten to a pulp.

Since then, Brady had regarded Jack as his idol.

Jack took the cigarette, and Brady lit it for him with both hands.

Last time, Jennifer said to hire a bodyguard for her daughter. This time, Brady suddenly appeared and hid, as if he was avoiding Aisha.

Then, the relationship between the three of them was very clear.

Jack exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Aisha is Jennifer's daughter. Your relationship with her doesn't seem to be ordinary. It should be a sibling relationship."

Brady widened his eyes and gave a random thumbs up. "Wow, you can even guess that. As expected of a security guard. He is able to see through people and things."

"All right, you can go back. Aisha is safe here." Jack glanced at Aisha, who was doing her homework in the security room.

"Of course, I will go back now. The little girl is a little willful. Sorry to trouble you."

After Brady finished speaking, he bowed slightly and left.

When he got into the car, he found that Jack was still looking at him from behind. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

That sharp gaze was like a laser, seeing through him completely.

Hiss!

Brady shivered, started the car, and left. At the same time, he dialed Jennifer's number.

"Guess who Aisha went to meet at the Blue Sunset Coast?"

"How would I know? Don't beat around the bush."

"The security guard I fought before. Jack? He's now a security guard there."

"How did they meet? But it's really interesting. We hired him as a bodyguard, but he and Aisha already knew each other. If that's the case, I'm not at ease. Although Jack is a little cold and arrogant, he's still a very upright person."

"Yeah, I think so too. Or you can move there. Isn't that more convenient?"

"It's more convenient for that girl Aisha, right? That's fine too. When you have time, go find a housekeeper and tidy up the room over there."

Brady's car soon disappeared into the traffic. Jack casually threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray and returned to the security room.

He didn't know if it was because of Aisha's existence, but Jack felt that the day passed very quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was already nighttime.

At around seven o'clock, Harry arrived. When he saw Aisha writing, his eyes suddenly widened. He had never seen such a beautiful little girl.

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His mouth began to drift again.

"Oh my, whose little girl is this? She's so beautiful. She must be a little fairy from the sky!"

Harry immediately began to praise her.

However, Aisha's entire attention was on Jack, and she treated Harry like air.

Harry's mouth was so tired that it slipped, but Aisha still looked as if she didn't see it. Her face fell, and her state of mind collapsed.

This scene made his worldview collapse. He realized that there were still women in this world who didn't like to be praised.

At this moment, Jack said, "Aisha, it's getting late. You should go back."

"You haven't eaten dinner yet. Why don't we go to the barbecue shop next door? I know there's one not far from here. I'll treat you." Aisha raised her delicate little face, her big eyes full of anticipation.

"I'll treat you." Jack agreed and asked Harry beside him, "What do you want to eat? I'll bring you some food later."

"Brother Jie, there's no need. You guys should hurry up. There'll be more people soon." Harry waved his hand.

So, Jack took Aisha and left.

In fact, during the day, Jack saw some information about the God Slayer's Association on the Forum. It was basically the same as what Richard had said. It was just a bunch of punks eating, drinking, and having fun.

However, every organization had a leader. This association was well-hidden except for the investors.

However, since they were here for him, he should show them something.

This game was only fun if there were exchanges.

However, Jack didn't plan to do it himself. He liked the game of cat and mouse.

Now that both the cat and mouse were online, he only needed to throw a fuse and he could reap the benefits.

Meanwhile, at the NYPD...

Ross had suddenly received a mysterious e-mail.

It was sent by the Death Inquisitor.

After a busy night, with dark circles under everyone's eyes, Ross was about to tell everyone to take a break when an e-mail completely shattered the plan.

Judy opened the e-mail after she confirmed it was safe.

Everyone gathered around to see what the Deat Inquisitor was up to.

There was a small line on the subject line.

Judy read it out loud.

—

Hello, Zero Major Crimes Unit. I am the Death Inquisitor.

I know you want to catch me. You want to capture me so much that you think about it even in your dreams.

But you have to be able to compete with me first. There is a small game below. You have thirty minutes to clear all the levels. I hope you can surpass me.

After clearing the level, you will get a clue from me. At that time, we may be able to meet.

This is a rare opportunity, so take it.

—

As Judy read it out loud, she moved her mouse cursor over to the little game below the e-mail. It was similar to a regular web-game puzzle.

Chapter 174: I'll Let You Blow on Me

"Open it and see!" Ross's unyielding spirit began to soar again.

Judy didn't wait for him to finish speaking and directly clicked to start the game. The rules of the game appeared on it.

It was probably using the up, down, left, and right keyboards on the keyboard to control the bricks to move on the floor and fall into the holes in each level.

There was a total of fifty levels.

During the game, if the bricks slipped from the edge of the floor, the game would start again.

After the game ended, an irregular floor made of square tiles appeared on the screen. On one side was a square hole, and on the other side was a red rectangular brick. The length was the length of two tiles, and the bottom was the same size as the tiles.

"Do you want to play?" Judy said as she started the game.

In less than ten seconds, they had successfully passed the seven levels.

At this moment, everyone began to work their brains rapidly. However, the further they went, the more difficult it became. There were also traps, which made it difficult to guard against.

Judy could no longer withstand the pressure and broke out in cold sweat.

"One step back for this one, and one step back for this one, right?"

"One step back for this one, and one step back for this one, and then flip it beautifully."

"There are two traps in this level. First, add up the bridge, and then one step back for the flip."

"Beautiful. Very good. Continue."

A few people surrounded him and gave him advice. However, when they reached the twenty-first level, Willie stepped back and poured himself a cup of coffee.

It indicated that he couldn't play anymore.

At this time, Jack and Aisha came to the barbecue shop.

There were many people there. There was food inside and outside. Business was very good.

Jack picked a seat near the window. As soon as he sat down, a pretty waitress in jeans walked over and handed him the menu.

He checked all his favorite food, then Aisha ordered a few more things and ordered a draft beer.

The waitress nodded and took note, then brought a plate of edamame and peanuts.

The two ate and waited.

At this moment, a group of hooligans walked in from outside. One of them was wearing a bandage on his arm. It was the baldy that Jack had beaten up earlier.

The baldy was boasting when he suddenly saw Jack at the corner. His eyes suddenly widened and his entire body trembled.

He was about to brag until he was forced to hold it in and almost fainted on the spot.

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"Big Brother, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Why don't we go to another shop?" the bald man said unnaturally.

In fact, he was not convinced and went to ask Richard. But when he heard that Richard was no match for Jack, he was shocked.

Because he knew Richard's kung fu was the best. Usually, more than ten people were not his match.

And Jack was able to defeat Richard. He could not even imagine how terrifying the man was.

From then on, Richard gave the order that they were not allowed to go to the Blue Sunset Coast area. Richard also told them to always greet Jack respectfully when they see him and to respectfully call him Brother Jack.

Thinking of this, he was a little hesitant. 'Should I go and say hello? Will he beat me up?' he thought.

Just as he was hesitating, his brother pulled him to an empty table. Fortunately, he was far away from Jack, which made him slightly relieved.

Seeing that he was nervous, Jack stopped looking at him and looked at Aisha.

She was wearing a white dress, which revealed her exquisite collarbone. She was still seventeen or eighteen years old, but she was already smart and beautiful. Her skin was white and tender, and countless people were looking at her.

Seeing that Jack was staring at her, Aisha's small face instantly turned red. She lowered her small head and rubbed the corner of her dress with her white and tender hands.

Even her delicate little ears had become blood-red.

"This is for you!"

She handed over a small plate, which was full of peeled peanuts.

Jack was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect her to peel them for him, and his heart warmed slightly.

"Thank you. You can eat it yourself."

"I like it. Here you go!" Aisha's big eyes were sparkling, as if there were stars twinkling in them.

Jack smiled faintly and reached out to take one out and put it into his mouth.

At this moment, two girls who looked like students walked into the barbecue shop. One of them was holding a guitar, and the other was holding a microphone. There was a QR code printed on the white shirt, and below it was a song: 10 yuan.

Jack glanced at them. They were asking each table one by one. He wanted to wait for a while and order a song.

As he was thinking, a young man called out to the two of them.

"Come, little girl, give me a blowjob." One of the men with a gold necklace around his neck grinned lewdly at them.

Aisha frowned and asked in a low voice, "What song is a blowjob?"

Jack was speechless. Aisha was clearly naive.

He looked at Aisha's curious eyes and muttered, "Ahem, men will be excited when they hear it, and women will be silent when they hear it. Anyway, it's not suitable for children."

Aisha widened her eyes and thought, 'There's such a song?'

How could she not know about it?

At this moment, the two girls' faces were red. They wanted to leave as soon as possible, but they were stopped by one of the men.

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"What are you doing?!"

The two girls were so scared that their faces turned pale. The girl holding the guitar immediately explained, "Brother, we don't know that song."

"If you don't know how to sing, then you know how to brag!"

The man looked at the girls' breasts with lecherous eyes and shamelessly licked his lips.

He had already noticed it just now.

Long legs, small waist, and most importantly, a pure aura from the two of them was like a fatal poison. It was very attractive to him.

It would definitely be fun to play with such a fresh young girl.

His brother immediately laughed out loud. Some of the people around him laughed, some were silent, and some shook their heads and sighed.

They all knew that these people were the hooligans in this area. They did not know how many young girls had been spoiled by them.

The two women knew that something was wrong. They turned around and tried to run away, but they were caught by the man.

"F*ck you. You want to run away without doing what I'm asking you to?"

The two women's bodies trembled. With a sobbing tone, one of them said, "Big Brother, we really don't know how to sing."

"I'm not asking you to sing now, I'm asking you to blow for me."

As soon as they finished speaking, there was a bang and a person suddenly stood up. It was the bald man.

Jack looked at him calmly. This was completely within his expectations. He knew that the bald man was not a hot-blooded youth. He just wanted to show off in front of him.

The bald man dragged himself in front of the young man and said, "Do you know how my arm broke?"

"I don't care how you broke it. It's none of my business!"

The bald man smiled coldly. "It's a big deal. A few days ago, I touched a little girl's leg at the Blue Sunuset Coast. I touched it, but someone broke my arm."

Hearing this, Aisha could not help but look at Jack.

The man snorted and said impatiently, "What are you trying to say?"

The bald man chuckled. "Well, here's the main point. Do you want to break an arm or a leg?"

"F*ck!"

The man slammed the table, and everyone around stood up.

At that moment, the bald man and the people at the table also surrounded them, and the two groups faced each other head-on.

The situation was critical.

When the surrounding customers saw the situation, they no longer had the mood to eat. They paid the bill and left.

The two girls broke free, but they did not leave. Instead, they stood at the side and looked at the bald man and the rest worriedly.

"You are!" The man with the golden chain sized up the bald man.

"Beck, my boss is Richard."

The man with the golden chain's face darkened slightly. He did not know who Beck was, but he knew Richard. He was a little famous in this area.

Although they had never interacted with each other before, they knew each other well. There was no need to have friction over such a small matter.

Chapter 175: Terrifying Wrist Strength

The chained man said, "All right, I'll give Richard face. All of you, sit down!"

Beck nodded and said, "All right, but I'm going to give him two slaps. Then this matter will be over."

"Beck, don't push your luck. Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are. I'm definitely going to give you a slap today. Whoever doesn't like it, I'll f*ck you!"

Beck's eyes widened. That vicious force made those who stayed behind to watch the show scared.

The chained man was obviously scared. They had fewer people than the bald man, so they would be at a disadvantage in a fight.

Seeing his reaction, Beck raised his hand and slapped him.

Slap! Slap!

The two extremely clear and crisp slaps directly stunned the man.

"Good!"

"Good job!"

The surrounding people clapped and cheered. The bald man enjoyed the praise of the crowd and felt extremely good.

The man who was hit reacted and became angry out of embarrassment.

"F*ck your mother!"

As he said that, he lifted the beer bottle on the table and hit the back of the bald man's head.

"Be careful!" The two women shouted loudly, and the bald man cursed inwardly.

At this moment, a scream was heard.

"Ahhhhh!"

"F*ck! Who is it!"

Beck turned around and saw the man's wine bottle fall to the ground. There was an iron stick stuck into his wrist, and it pierced through his arm. Blood was still dripping from the other end.

"Who the hell stabbed me?"

The man shouted, and everyone was stunned.

Who would stab someone with that stick? This was the plot of the movie.

The main character rushed to the top in a rage for a beauty, and his stunts reappeared in the world of martial arts, shocking everyone.

Everyone looked at each other. They did not see clearly where the iron stick had flown from. Only the people next to Jack were shocked, because the iron stick had been taken from their table.

Following their gazes, more and more people looked at Jack.

"Is it him?!"

"It's really this young man. He's so awesome!"

Everyone's faces were filled with doubt and shock. Only the bald man did not doubt at all. His heart was only filled with shock.

"An expert. He's definitely an expert. Looks like big brother is right."

"Who are you guys!"

Jack's gaze slightly retracted. The man's entire body trembled on the spot. That gaze was filled with killing intent.

"I am that security guard!"

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The chained man was also stunned by that gaze. He took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, brother. It's our fault today. Let's go."

As he said that, he placed the 500 yuan on the table and quickly walked out of the barbeque shop.

Fear rose in the bald man's heart. He did admire Jack, but he did not expect that he could make these people flee with just a glance.

This guy was indeed an expert.

The bald man walked towards Jack and bowed respectfully. "Brother Jie, thank you for what you did just now."

Jack waved his hand. "Let's go back and eat!"

The bald man nodded. He turned around and saw that everyone was still looking in this direction. Some of them even looked at Aisha. He immediately shouted angrily, "F*ck. What are you looking at? You can look at Brother Jie's woman too. If you keep looking, I'll dig out your eyes."

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!

Everyone turned their heads.

This was when the two girls walked up to the baldy and bowed.

"Thank you, Big Brother."

The bald man touched his head. This was the first time he had been thanked by a girl, he felt that it was also a gratifying feeling.

"Don't thank me. Go sing a song for Brother Jie!"

The two nodded in agreement and then walked up to Jack. Compared to the baldy, Jack was more handsome and cold. His entire person exuded a melancholic temperament.

Melancholia was a woman's poison. The hearts of the two girls were beating wildly.

"Brother Jie, thank you. Let us sing you a song. What do you want to hear?"

Jack saw that the two of them were flushed red and no longer looked as pale as before. It was obvious that they had recovered.

"Let's sing a little lucky song!"

Why did he like this song? It was because of luck.

The two girls began to play. Their gentle voices sounded like an innocent girl talking about the shyness of her secret love on a summer night, the touching feeling of her first love, and the satisfaction of turning around and meeting love.

It was as if the venue had turned into a concert. No one spoke, and everyone was listening attentively.

Aisha looked at Jack. She felt that she was the luckiest person in the world.

After the group finished, there was thunderous applause at the scene.

Jack picked up his phone and scanned the QR code. He nodded slightly. "Thank you."

The two girls looked embarrassed. They did not want to collect the money at all.

Half an hour later, Jack and Aisha left the barbecue shop.

He did not expect so many things to happen that day, especially before they got to eat.

After sending Aisha away, the corners of Jack's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a bewitching smile.

"Now, the game is almost over!"

At this moment, Ross was lying next to his computer, trying his best to break through the 50th level.

"F*ck! I can't do it!"

"Go back and build a bridge first. Yes!"

A few people surrounded him. Unknowingly, their faces were covered in sweat.

Ross exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. He looked at the time. It had already been 59 minutes.

Ka, Ka, Ka!

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"Step back! Yes, yes, that's it."

"Go higher, fall down, yes."

With the joint efforts of everyone, the rectangular brick finally entered the hole and the game was completed.

"Yes!"

A few people raised their hands and cheered, waking Willie who was sleeping on the table.

At this moment, a clue appeared on the computer.

"What is this thing?"

"We went through so much trouble to give this. We were fooled by the Death Inquisitor."

They looked at the numbers on the computer screen and felt that they had been stepped on by 10,000 alpacas. What kind of clue was this?

"Maybe it's a code, but what does it mean?"

"Don't worry, everyone. This group of numbers must have a special meaning."

Some of them frowned because of the confusion.

Monica thought for a while and said, "Look at the words above. He said that we will meet again after passing the level. Maybe tonight."

"Then what does this 1100 mean?" Ross asked.

"It might be the time. Tonight at 11 o'clock." Monica voiced out her thoughts. She looked at the crowd and continued, "If the previous deduction is accurate, the later numbers will be easy to guess. The time is there, but the location is missing."

Under everyone's gaze, Monica's fingers clicked on the keyboard as she finally pressed enter.

Sure enough, the location was in New York City, in a local middle school.

It was the scene of the death.

The few of them were shocked by Monica's analytical ability.

At this moment, Ross muttered, "Looks like your analysis is right. The time and location are all there."

Judy was puzzled. "Isn't he afraid that we will catch him? Could he be playing with us?"

Monica shook her head. "He is a proud person. Even if he tells us the time and place, he is confident that we will not be able to catch him. "We would rather believe that he is there. We cannot give up any chance. Moreover, we have no way now. Even if there is a trap, we have to step into it."

"This guy is too arrogant. That middle school has a wide terrain. If he really dares to go, we'll definitely be able to catch him."

"Give the order!"

Ross looked at the time. It was 9:15 already. It would take an hour to get to Bright Middle School. He would be able to make it in time.

Thus, he remembered his ambition.

The ambition to catch the Death Inquisitor.

"Willie, mobilize all police forces immediately and rush to Bright Middle School."

"Yes!"

"Anthony, inform the police station near the middle school to set up checkpoints along the way to assist us."

"Yes!"

"Judy, you are in charge of guarding the police station. If anything happens, inform us immediately."

"Yes!"

"The rest of the personnel, get ready and assemble at the entrance in five minutes."

A series of orders were given and everyone started to move.

Judy looked at everyone and said, "Be careful."

Monica said, "You be careful too. Maybe this is the Death Inquisitor's trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain."

She didn't mean it, but the listener took it as a warning.

Ross was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat. He decided to stay behind to guard a portion of the police station.

Five minutes later, Ross led his men to leave first.

At this time, some uninvited guests also came to Bright Middle School.

Chapter 176: Battle of Firepower

"Damn it. Is he really here? Will there be an explosion?!"

"Why do I feel so gloomy and cold? Are we going to be killed by the live broadcast?!"

"F*ck! What's there to be afraid of? Why aren't you afraid when you're eating, drinking, and playing with women?!"

"You jinx, even if you're going to die, you're going to die!" a few of the leaders of the god-slaying sect whispered. Tonight, they had received news from the Death Inquisitor at the same time.

Then, they rushed to Bright High School with their underlings.

It was late at night and there was no light at all. The shadows of the trees under the moonlight were reflected on the ground.

Coo Coo Coo!

Accompanied by some strange cries, although more than a hundred people had come, they were still a little scared.

They went upstairs and arrived at the scene of the crime. It was Grade three, Class two.

According to the clues of the Death Judge, they had to find a laptop inside before 9:30 and clear the game before they could meet.

"This is the place. Who goes in?" the leaders began to ask.

As soon as they finished speaking, they saw a group of underlings step back.

His face immediately darkened and he said, "Damn it. Why aren't you afraid when you play with women? One by one, you rush forward. Can you still do it?"

"Whoever goes in will be rewarded with 10,000 yuan!"

Under the so-called generous reward, there would definitely be brave men.

For the sake of their phones, there were people who dug out their kidneys.

Moreover, it was a classroom. They had not received a death notice and had not started the live broadcast. What was there to be afraid of?

A man with red hair stood out. Before going in, he confirmed, "Big Brother, are you really going to give me 10,000 yuan?"

"F*ck! How can I trick you!" He kicked him in.

After entering the classroom, the hooligan turned on his phone and carefully walked forward.

Sure enough, he found a notebook on the podium. Although it looked a little old, it was still usable.

"Found it."

"Take it out."

The hooligan looked left and right. There were no traps, so he picked up the notebook and ran.

Seeing that he took it out safely, the other hooligans all let out a "F*ck." Ten thousand dollars was so easy to earn.

"F*ck. If I had known, I would have gone in."

"Isn't that right? Ten thousand dollars is enough to find chicks many times over."

The underlings at the back muttered. The fierce-looking man opened his laptop and automatically jumped to the page.

Hint: the battery of this machine can be maintained for 60 minutes. I will appear when I clear the small games below before shutting down.

The name of the game was intellectual square.

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"F*ck. What game is this?"

"F*ck. I can't do anything that uses my brain. Show it to Gordon."

Gordon, who was at the side, took a look and called out, "Those who usually like to play games, come over here."

Then, a group of hooligans surrounded them.

"F*ck. This is too difficult. I usually play mindless games."

"My IQ can't stand it. Let me have a cigarette to calm myself down."

"Let me take a look at this level. Let me go up first, then. Forget it, I'll take a breather. My mind is a little messy."

"I'll go take a piss. Maybe I'll have some inspiration."

A group of hooligans racked their brains to play games. The others smoked, played games, and bragged.

Time passed by minute by minute. The first ten or so levels took ten minutes, and the later levels gradually increased. They were performing very well.

In the blink of an eye, 50 minutes had passed. A total of 30 levels had been passed.

"F*ck. How much longer is it?!"

"The computer is about to shut down. There are still 20 minutes left. There are still 20 levels left."

At this moment, Ross and the rest were speeding along. When they were about to reach Bright High School, they turned off their headlights and proceeded forward.

Behind Ross, there were more than 20 cars. All of them turned off their headlights and proceeded forward like ghosts.

When they reached Bright High School, they saw that there were more than 10 cars parked in the school. Ross immediately frowned.

"Why are there so many cars?"

Willie's eyelids twitched and he said, "F*ck. It's a trap. It must be a trap. We've been chasing the Death Inquisitor. He must want to get rid of us. Maybe we're already surrounded.".

At this time, a hooligan ran to Grade three Class two.

"Big Brother, it's not good. There are police cars down there."

When everyone heard this, their nerves suddenly tensed up.

"How many cars?"

"One!"

"F*ck! What are you talking about if it's just one car!"

The muscular man slapped his head and yelled coldly to the rest of his brothers. "Grab your weapons and f*ck them!"

At this time, the car slowly drove to the gate of the school and then stopped.

Under the moonlight, a figure flashed in front of the courtyard wall.

"There's a situation." Willie lowered his head and took out his pistol.

Ross was also nervous. He said, "Nica, you stay in the car. The rest of you, check the guns. If there's any danger, you can shoot."

"Yes!"

Crack Crack Crack!

The sound of a bolt being pulled rang out in the car. The bullets were loaded.

Just as the few of them got out of the car, there was a sudden "pa" sound. Like firecrackers being set off, the first gunshot rang out in the silent night.

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The windshield let out a muffled sound. A bullet was embedded into the glass, but it did not pierce through because it was bulletproof.

However, this gunshot gave Ross and the others a fright.

"Quick, quick, quick! Back up!"

"Keep your head down."

Bang Bang Bang!

In that instant, bullets rained down on the police car. Instantly, one pit after another was formed. If it was not for the bulletproof car, the few of them would have been shot into a sieve.

"F*ck! F*ck!" Willie lowered his head and shouted into the radio, "Please send help immediately. Please send help immediately! We are under heavy fire!"

"Roger, Roger, send help immediately."

Immediately, more than twenty police cars turned on their lights and sped towards them.

Dozens of police cars emerged from the darkness. This scene stunned everyone.

"F*CK! Isn't there only one police car?"

"I don't know. There was only one police car just now. What should we do?"

"Big Brother, are we still playing that game?"

"Play a hammer. This is a trap. There's nowhere to retreat. Beat it."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bullets whistled. Anthony, who was in charge of driving, was drenched in cold sweat. At this moment, he had his head down and was frantically backing up.

Buzz Buzz Buzz!

The engine roared, but suddenly, with a bang, the police car stalled.

"F*ck!"

"The car broke down!"

Anthony took out his pistol.

Ross glanced at the rearview mirror. Dozens of police cars were rushing over, and he took a deep breath.

"Steady, our backup is here."

Bang Bang Bang!

Right at this moment, gunshots sounded from behind. Immediately, three police cars rushed up and stopped in front of Ross's police car. A few police officers got down from the car and hid behind them.

"Are you guys okay?"

Ross and the others got out of the car. Their faces were still pale. They had just been beaten into a sorry state.

"Everyone, be careful. The enemy's firepower is very fierce. You must ensure your safety first."

"Who are these people? Could they be the Death Inquisitor's death squad?"

Ross was very unhappy now. With a gloomy face, he said coldly, "I don't care who they are. You have to take them down. Tony, are you okay?"

Anthony looked at his bruised arm and shook his head.

"I'm fine. Our people have arrived. There are still people from the district outside setting up traps. They can't escape this time."

Chapter 177: They Looked at Each Other, Staring at Each Other

The police surrounded Guangming High School, and dozens of lights surrounded the school, scaring the hooligans inside.

"Boss, we seem to be surrounded. What should we do?"

"Why don't we just surrender!"

"It won't work if we fight it head-on. Let's run."

Many of the underlings looked at their boss with pale faces. At this moment, they were also at a loss.

Gordon wiped the cold sweat off his head and looked at the muscular man. He said, "How about this? The five of us will run in different directions. If we really can't outrun them, we'll fight them."

"Okay, I agree."

"Everyone, follow me. We'll run from the north." Gordon waved his hand and ran away.

However, the police had already surrounded the school. As soon as the five gangs showed themselves, the police engaged in a crossfire.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gunshots were heard everywhere. Seeing that the enemy had been defeated, Ross led his men to attack from the front.

The gunshots continued until around 11 o'clock. A large group of reporters came along, but they were all separated from the police cordon.

At this time, the police killed 12 people, more than 20 people were injured, and the rest were captured.

However, they were also heavily injured. Two people were seriously injured and unconscious, and 11 people were shot. Fortunately, their lives were not in danger.

At this time, the Zero Major Crime Squad, other than Anthony who had his arm injured, were all safe and sound.

Everyone stood at the entrance of the classroom and looked at their laptops that had been switched off. Their faces were so gloomy that they could not speak.

They had a rough understanding of the whole situation.

Logically speaking, regardless of whether the deicidal association was targeting the Death Inquisitor alone, such an organization was dangerous. It was the duty of the police to surround and suppress the gang.

However, under the arrangements of the Death Inquisitor, Ross felt that this wasn't like the police's encirclement and suppression. Instead, it was like a fight between two gangs. The police were actually being used as guns by the Death Inquisitor.

This was unbearable for them.

"F*ck!" Ross shouted angrily. He was extremely depressed and wanted to grind his teeth to pieces.

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Monica sighed and said, "He made use of our mentality to catch him, so he set all of this up and left us defenseless. He once again reminded us that if we want to catch him, we must first maintain a clear mind."

Anthony covered his injured arm and said, "One more thing—he is a demon. If our car was not bulletproof, half of us would have fallen. He not only wants to get rid of the god-slayer society, he also wants to get rid of the crime squad."

Hearing this, Ross gritted his teeth.

"Death Judge, just you wait, I will definitely catch you with my own hands."

At this moment, Jack was standing in the middle of the corridor. The darkness enveloped him. The corners of his mouth curled into a cold smile. His gaze swept across the laptop, and the cold smile on his lips could not help but deepen.

"Haha! Do you think this is the end? The good show has just begun."

Jack glanced at Ross with a devilish charm. He felt that this was not toying with the opponent but nurturing the opponent.

The opponent's spirit of repeated defeat and repeated battles really touched him.

At 12 AM, the members of the Deicidal Association were brought back to the police station for interrogation.

Ross and the others carried their exhausted bodies back to the warehouse.

Although they were toyed with by the Death Inquisitor, the media did not know about it. They only knew that the police had defeated a group of evil forces. Therefore, after a report, the New York City police force "struck with a heavy punch, united in law enforcement, fierce and brave." These words were deeply engraved in people's hearts.

Looking at the new news on his phone, Ross felt a little complicated. He longed for the day when there would be news that the Death Inquisitor would be captured by the Zero Major Crimes Unit.

Thinking of this, Ross turned off his phone and took a look at the phone left by the Death Inquisitor. It was now sealed in the evidence bag and was the only clue.

"Judy, turn on the computer and see if you can find some clues," Ross said.

Judy nodded and put on her gloves. She took out the computer, plugged it into the computer, and started it.

While waiting for the computer to be turned on, she took a look at the back and found that the name tag with the production date and host number had been removed.

If she had the host number, she might be able to find the owner of the computer after the sale and find out the specific flow of the computer after it was sold. Maybe she could follow the clues and find the buyer.

But obviously, the Death Judge was very cunning.

Now they could only find some valuable clues from inside the computer.

It took a minute to boot up. They checked the last login address, registered information, browsed the web, and even recovered some deleted files.

They didn't find any valuable clues.

Judy shook her head with a disappointed look. "The Death Judge is still as cunning as ever. All the valuable physical information has been erased. There are also some virtual account platforms that need to be connected to the Internet to be checked."

"Check them," Ross said.

"Okay. I'll check if there are any viruses before connecting to the Internet."

Judy plugged in a USB drive and opened a file called Kill.

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Then, a skull head appeared on the screen.

This was the anti-virus program that he had made himself. It was 100 times stronger than the ordinary anti-virus programs on the market.

"Okay!" There should be no problem.

She pulled out the USB drive and connected the computer to the Internet.

However, the internet had just been connected and there was a problem. On the screen, the terrifying mask of the Death Inquisitor appeared.

"F * ck!"

"What's going on!"

The few of them were shocked. Judy's eyes widened even more.

"How is this possible?"

Then, she looked at the computers of the other few people. A mask of the Death Inquisitor appeared on their computers.

"It's a virus."

Judy immediately returned to her computer. Her fingers rapidly tapped on the computer, and her expression was solemn.

Among them, she was the only computer expert. Even if the others wanted to help, they could only watch helplessly. However, looking at Judy's solemn expression, they knew that the situation was serious.

"He's reading our information."

When Ross heard this, he shivered. A lot of information in the public security system was top secret. How could a criminal intercept it?

The consequences would be very serious.

Not only that, Ross guessed that the series of events that happened today was probably the real purpose of the Death Judge.

Thinking of this, Ross felt that this matter was too terrifying. It was too terrifying.

"Stop him. We must stop him."

Judy shook her head helplessly and said, "His attacks are too fierce. I can't stop him."

"Bastard!" Ross stomped his feet anxiously.

The rest of the staff were also gnashing their teeth, but they couldn't help at all.

Even though Judy was caught off guard, she didn't give up. Her ten fingers rapidly tapped on the keyboard. The speed was so fast that it was dazzling.

One command after another...

One code after another...

A silent contest between two people...

It was a game.

If hacking was a contest, it was a battle for supremacy.

Chapter 178: You Talk Too Much

Five minutes later, Judy collapsed on the table with a face full of sweat and exhaustion. Her ten slender fingers trembled slightly. Then, she looked at the computer screen and saw that the death mask was slowly sending messages.

"The virus has finally been eliminated," Judy said weakly.

"Sister Judy, you are the best!"

"Thank you for your hard work."

Everyone tried to cheer her up. Ross looked at Judy, who was exhausted. He clenched his fists slightly, and his heart ached.

With a face full of self-blame, Judy said, "The virus has been cleared, but he browsed through our interrogation data and also stole a file—an S-rank file."

"S-rank file...Is there anything else?"

"No."

Ross fell into deep thought.

S-rank files were filled with unsolved mystery cases that the police had not solved for many years. The cases were either too difficult to solve or too brutal. These were crimes that were beyond human imagination.

Some of these cases had been reported by the media, and some were treated as if nothing had happened. Other than the internal senior police officers, no one had access to these cases.

"What does he want S-grade files for?" Ross frowned and pondered.

Monica said, "If my deduction is correct, he is preparing to operate on these criminals!"

"If that's the case, then isn't he helping us solve these cases?"

Willie, on the other hand, looked relaxed and said with dissatisfaction, "Those criminals have always been at large. Until now, they have not been caught. It is as if they have vanished from the face of the Earth. If the Death Judge makes a move, it is not a bad thing, right? That way, New York will finally be able to get rid of these scumbags."

Ross stared at Willie. "You have been brainwashed by him. You must always remember that you are a police officer and that he is a criminal."

"Don't you realize that he has already stepped above the law step by step? Moreover, he is getting more and more recognized by the public. This is a terrible thing. No one knows what he will do next. He is not the embodiment of justice. He is just an extremely dangerous criminal."

Willie was reprimanded on the spot. He knew that he was being too emotional. He did not deny this point.

However, putting aside the fact that he had committed a crime, the people that the Death Judge had killed were all extremely evil people.

Ross took a deep breath, and he said, "Now, we have reason to believe that the Death Judge has done so many things in order to set a trap for us. He deliberately left the computer behind and stole the S-grade files. He has gone to such great lengths. In the future, he will definitely make a big move. Let's see what he can do!"

His helplessness was also felt by everyone.

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He voiced out the melancholy in his heart.

In the darkness, Jack revealed a cold smile.

"Judy is a genius."

The virus he used was bought in the system store. It was called the SS-grade theft virus. This virus could quickly penetrate the internal network and steal the information he wanted.

The difficulty of cracking it was SS-grade. Under normal circumstances, a top-notch hacker would need at least 30 minutes to crack it, but it took Judy only five minutes. It could be seen that her ability was extraordinary. According to the evaluation of humans, she should be at her peak.

Jack then opened the S-grade file. There was a top-secret SS seal in it. It was arranged neatly from top to bottom.

In the serial murder case folder, he found a file of a brutal crime. The victim was female. Her neck was cut open, her top was pushed to her chest, her lower body was naked, and her uterus was dug out and filled with stones. There were 81 knife wounds all over her body. The degree of brutality was Grade A.

In the Shattercastle case, the victim was female. Her body was heated and steamed. More than 2,000 pieces were cut. Her head and internal organs were cooked and then dumped somewhere. The degree of the tragedy was rated S.

There was another brutal case involving children.. The East City Kindergarten's pick-up car had gone missing near the upriver road. After investigation, it was found that they had died in a lime pit one kilometer away. The skin of 20 people had festered and fallen off, leaving only their bones.

The degree of the tragedy was rated SS.

Jack looked at a few random cases. Each of them was a heinous crime. There was at least one victim, and at most, ten victims.

Under the dim light, his eyes were filled with evil and bloodlust. He revealed a sinister smile and closed the file. "Next, we can play a lot of games."

At this moment, in a villa in New York City...

In the huge living room, five people were smoking silently. The entire living room was shrouded in smoke.

Cough cough.

Atlee coughed twice and looked at Wilcox with dissatisfaction. "Just now, the Death Judge will be wiped out by the police. How do you expect us to believe in your strength? You might even give us up. I don't want to go to jail."

Sitting opposite him was Wilcox. He glanced at Atlee, his eyelids twitched twice, and his gaze was cold.

"Yes, we invested so much money to kill the Death Inquisitor, but now we haven't caught him. Instead, we're in trouble," Blur said.

"You've disappointed us too much. Now that the Death Judge will be wiped out, the police will soon find out about us. You've made us miserable." Reg snorted heavily.

Atlee suggested, "I think we should call it a day. Let's agree on what we're going to say so that we don't get burned."

"Right, right. When the police find us, it'll be easier to deal with them."

At this time, Wilcox suddenly laughed out loud without any warning.

"What are you laughing at?"

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"Don't worry about him. He's a lunatic."

Wilcox's smile disappeared and he slowly stood up. He looked down at the few of them and shook his head. "I think it's too troublesome for all of you to make a confession. I have an even simpler method."

His smile was a little terrifying in their eyes. It was even terrifying.

A bad premonition arose in their hearts.

"What method?" Atley's tone was a little shaky.

"Hehe! There's no need to make a confession after you're dead." After Wilcox finished speaking, a pitch-black dagger appeared in his hand.

Swish!

The blade flashed and drew a perfect arc in the air.

Atlee's carotid artery was directly cut off, spurting out a stream of blood and spraying onto the bodies of the people next to him.

Blur, Reg, and the others were so scared that their faces turned pale.

"Ah, help! PFFT!"

As soon as Blur finished speaking, he felt a chill in his throat. He immediately covered his neck and fell to the ground, twitching uncontrollably.

"F*ck! I'll fight you to the death!"

Reg's face was full of malevolence. His blood was also aroused. He picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed it over.

Wilcox grinned hideously. His body flashed, and he dodged the attack like a bolt of lightning.

"PFFT, PFFT, PFFT..."

After more than ten strikes, Reg was killed instantly.

After three people were killed in the blink of an eye, Peter was left kneeling on the ground and kowtowing on the floor.

"Mr. Wilcox, we have no grudges in the past and no grudges in the recent days. I don't doubt your strength. Please let me go. I...I will give you all the money."

He knocked hard, and blood gushed out.

Wilcox looked at his terrifying expression, licked the blood on the blade, and stepped on his head hard. "I just like your humble appearance. Don't you want revenge?"

"Hatred will only make you suffer. Let me help you!"

Wilcox sneered and did not notice Peter's abnormality at all. At this time, a sharp pain suddenly came from below. A sharp knife was inserted into his chest, and it had completely sunk in, and blood gushed out.

"You..."

He widened his eyes and looked at Peter, who was laughing coldly. He died with his eyes wide open.

"You talk too much!"

Peter's gaze became bloodthirsty and sinister. It was completely opposite to his humble appearance just now.

Chapter 179: On the Red Change

The news reported that a fire broke out in the suburban villa the previous night. A total of four charred bodies were found. They were the higher-ups of the God-Slayer Society.

Once the report was out, there was a huge uproar.

Jack opened it and took a look. These people were the investors of the God-Slayer Society, who were also the parents of the four students.

But he didn't find Peter.

"Hehe. Peter, are you still struggling?" Jack snorted.

The previous day, he checked the S-rank file and found that Peter was the one who hid the most. He was very smart and hid it from most people.

But that was all. He had already prepared an interesting game.

Turning off his phone, he opened the S-rank file again.

Ten minutes later, an explosive piece of news appeared on Twitter.

—

Publisher: well-known author, Ghost Wind Lord

The content on Twitter was as follows: I am the Death Inquisitor, S-rank file, number 13. You have four days to solve the case and only one chance. Four days later, the death notice will be sent out. Please look forward to it.

—

Ghost Wind Lord already had over a million fans. The moment he posted on Twitter, it was earth-shattering.

"Stop fooling around. You're here to ride on the Death Inquisitor's popularity."

"Ghost Wind Lord, if you don't write your book properly, the police might catch you."

"Is this the meaning of giving the police a deadline to solve the case? Provoking the police? Isn't this courting death?"

"Open the door and check the water meter!"

At this moment, Ghost Wind Lord was also dumbfounded. This was because he wasn't the one who posted on Twitter. The most important thing was that he wanted to delete it, but he didn't have the authority to do so.

"What?"

He was dumbfounded.

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"It's over, it's over. He's really the Death Judge. He won't send me a death notice, right? I'm just a writer, and I didn't commit any major crimes. At most, I'll secretly write a pornographic book. is that not possible?"

Actually, other than writing a pornographic book, he had also previously stalked a certain lady. He had also secretly photographed a woman going to the toilet and slept with someone else's wife.

Thinking of these things, tears immediately flowed down his face.

"I was wrong. I won't do it again. I'm not a human. I'm a beast."

Five minutes later, Ghost Wind Lord wiped his tears and repeatedly sent out a Twitter apology, thanking everyone for their encouragement and support. He explained that the previous tweet was not sent by him and that he could not delete it for the time being, or so he hereby declared.

"Damn, it's really the Death Judge. It looks like Ghost Wind Lord has been kidnapped!"

"What does an S-rank file mean? Is there a way to explain it?"

"I don't know."

"An S-rank file is an unsolved case at the police station. The numbers are the codes representing those unsolved cases."

"In that case, the host is preparing to solve the case within a time limit. We must resolutely put an end to evil. We can't let murderers go free."

The netizens were all boiling with excitement. This was a big show. Each and every one of them had prepared a small stool and were ready to watch the show.

Meanwhile, in the office of the Zero Major Crimes Unit...

After working for so long, everyone finally fell asleep. In the end, before they could wake up, they were awakened by the news on Twitter.

Ross said with a gloomy face, "Monica is right. Stealing S-grade files, the Death Judge publicly issued a challenge to us, openly challenging the law."

At this moment, Anthony was flipping through the S-rank files. He frowned and was deep in thought.

"This is a serial murder case. The murderer likes to attack beautiful women in red on rainy nights. From 89 to 2017, he killed a total of 32 women. Due to insufficient evidence, it became an unsolved case at that time. "The clues that are valuable to us are a footprint and the hemp rope fibers on the woman's body. With so little evidence, it's impossible to find the murderer in four days."

Ross had also read the case file. He was very clear about the case, but to admit defeat and bow to the Death Inquisitor, that was impossible to him.

His tone was firm and decisive.

"Why did the Death Inquisitor only tweet today, not tomorrow or not the day after tomorrow? And why did he choose number 13 instead of number 1 or 2? Is this a coincidence? No, this is his screening. He is confident that he can catch the murderer within four days. Why couldn't we? We have the entire police system, the entire country. Isn't it better than not having a Death Inquisitor?"

Ross was shouting. His will to not admit defeat had reached its peak.

This was the will to fight, the spirit of repeated defeats and repeated battles.

Everyone fell into a dead silence. They lowered their heads and did not speak.

At this moment, Monica stood up and said in an encouraging tone, "Leader Ross is right. No matter what the result is, we must have the belief that we will win. If we retreat at the beginning, victory will never come to us."

Willie was also infected. "F*ck. We will do it. I don't believe that with so many people and so many resources, we cannot defeat the Death Judge."

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"Me too!"

The voice was somewhat familiar. Everyone turned around and saw Loggins standing in front of the door with a bandage around his neck.

"Leader Luo, why are you here?"

"Ahem, I'm not the team leader now. Everyone can just call me Old Luo. Last time, because of my mistake, I lost everything. It was my fault."

No matter what happened in the past, Ross still respected him. He looked at the wound on his neck and said, "Your injury!"

"It's not a problem."

Loggins smiled bitterly. This little flesh wound was nothing. The real injury was the one in his heart. He was unwilling to accept his defeat the last time.

He could have returned to the special homicide team, but he did not. He would pick himself up from wherever he fell, so he came back.

"Officer Loggins, number 002111, requesting to return to the team!" He stomped his feet fiercely and saluted with his remaining arm.

Everyone seemed to have been infected by him.

Ross also saluted back and said solemnly, "Return to the team!"

"Yes!"

Loggins returned to the team. One more person meant one more strength. Ross's gaze became even more determined.

"From now on, mobilize all our forces. We must break through the serial murders in Shitan City within four days!"

"Yes!"

The members of the unit began to take action.

At this moment, the entire Internet started to take action as well. They started to search for relevant information and found many related cases. Among them, the serial murders in Shitan City were the craziest and most bloody.

Therefore, everyone started to discuss on the internet.

"F*ck! It must be the serial murders in Shitan City. I heard that a total of 32 women died. They were all young women with fair skin and beautiful looks."

"I'm from Shitan City. I heard that the killer specifically killed people in red. It was a horrible sight. Their nipples were cut off, their lower bodies were cut, their organs were dug out of their wombs and filled with rocks. Until now, I don't even dare to wear red clothes."

"I heard that the killer was a fugitive. There are even some pictures on the Internet. If you have the guts, you can search them."

"Reading about what you guys said, I got goosebumps all over my body. Now I want to hurry home and change into a red dress. It's too scary."

The case that was originally sealed was suddenly thrown into the open. While everyone was afraid and curious, they were also filled with anticipation for the Death Judge.

"Host, whether or not I can wear a red dress from now on will all depend on you."

"I'm planning to stay at home for four days. After I watch the live broadcast of death, I'll change into my big red dress and go out. Nice."

"I'm on my period today and accidentally dyed my pants red. Will I be targeted? I'm so scared."

"Hey, don't worry. Your period will protect you."

At this time, Jack had just finished his breakfast and strolled around. He returned to his apartment and clicked on the news on his phone.

Chapter 180: Good and Bad News

"The old case has been reopened. The Death Judge has publicly challenged the police."

"The police have expressed that they will do their utmost to catch the murderer. The Death Judge has no right to punish anyone."

Jack glanced at it indifferently. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he smiled coldly.

His goal was not to create a commotion but to make the other party panic.

At the Shitan City Industrial Elementary School...

There was a small shop on the north side of the teaching building.

Adonis was the owner of the small shop. He had been operating there for three years.

The ten minutes between classes had made him extremely busy. By the time the second class started, the students had already returned to the classroom.

He was about to sit down and play with his phone. At this moment, a girl in a red dress walked over.

"Uncle, I want to eat ice cream."

Adonis looked at the little girl. Her eyes were big and there were stars twinkling in them. Most importantly, her red dress was especially beautiful today. There were white gemstones on it.

"Of course, what kind do you want to eat?" Adonis said as he glanced outside. The school was quiet now. There was no one there.

"I want to eat a small ice cream cone, but I don't have any money today. Can I owe you?" The little girl's big eyes were full of pleading.

Adonis smiled and said, "It's okay. Which one do you want to eat? Uncle will treat you."

"Thank you, Uncle."

The little girl took out an ice cream cone. At this time, Adonis turned around and walked into the inner room. He took out an exquisite small bottle.

"Wow. What a beautiful little bottle."

Adonis laughed and said, "This is a kind of perfume. Can you smell it for uncle?"

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"Sure!" The little girl was too innocent to think that anything would go wrong.

Adonis carefully opened the box and placed the bottle's mouth under the little girl's nose.

"Hiss!"

The little girl took a deep breath. The smell was strange, a little pungent, and also a little fragrant.

Adonis quickly screwed the cap on the bottle. The smile on his face disappeared, as if he had changed into a different person. He looked at the little girl coldly, and the little girl's eyes soon became sluggish and lifeless.

"Can you come into the house with uncle?"

The little girl nodded and followed Adonis to the back room in a daze.

"Sit down and spread your legs!"

The little girl did as Adonis said. Adonis then lifted up her red dress and took off her pink underwear.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Adonis seemed to have turned into a demon. He licked his dry lips lasciviously and put his fingers into the little girl's body. His actions were sharp and practiced with a hint of ruthlessness.

After he was done, the little girl's eyes were still unfocused.

Adonis brought her out of the back room and let her sit on a stool and eat ice cream while he played with his phone happily.

But at this time, the news on his phone made him shudder.

"Re-investigating the serial murders in Shitan City, Death Inquisitor."

Adonis was a little flustered. He was not unfamiliar with the name of the Death Inquisitor because many students, especially boys, mentioned the Death Inquisitor as their idol.

Adonis searched for the Death Inquisitor, searching for all the information about him.

Half an hour later, the little girl regained her consciousness and found that she had dripped all over herself from eating an ice cream cone.

Adonis smiled kindly. "I saw you eat an ice cream cone all over yourself. Quickly wipe yourself." As he spoke, he handed over a towel.

The little girl stood up to take it, but her body moved. Her lower body was in severe pain, like needles being pricked. It hurt so much that she let out an "ah" sound.

"What's wrong?" Adonis asked with concern.

"I don't know. It hurts a little down there."

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"Maybe I've been sitting for too long. I'm numb now!"

"Oh." The little girl wiped her hands. "Thank you, Uncle."

Then, she left the snack bar.

Looking at her back, Adonis's face became gloomy. He let out a heavy breath and wiped the cold sweat on his head. The Death Inquisitor was too powerful. He decided to temporarily hide from the sharp edge and go out to hide.

On the fourth day, in the blink of an eye...

Anthony analyzed the hemp rope in detail. According to the texture of the fiber, he found that it was a kind of ship's thick hemp rope. Therefore, for the past few days, he had brought people to collect a large number of hemp rope samples and analyzed them one by one. He had no clue at the moment.

Monica was responsible for analyzing the murderer's motive. After all, when solving a criminal case, the best way to break through was to kill the murderer's motive. Otherwise, it would be as difficult as finding a drop of water in the vast sea.

However, from the analysis of the dozens of victims, there was no special connection between them. The killer did not seem to have any special motive. It was just that he was particularly fond of women in red. This was a little difficult.

On Ross's side, he, Loggins, and Anthony had browsed through the video files of all the cases. Through the footprints at the scene and the analysis of the victim's injuries, they roughly confirmed that the killer was 170-175 pounds, probably of medium weight, and about 48 years old. It was just a comparison.

"There are only 12 hours left." Judy looked at the time. There was a hint of struggle and helplessness in her tone.

In fact, everyone knew rationally that it was very difficult for a miracle to happen within 12 hours. It was just that everyone was unwilling to admit it and was unwilling to give up.

"If there's time, there will be a miracle," Ross said encouragingly.

At this moment, the phone on the desk rang.

Ross took a look. It was from the police station in Shitan City.

"Hello, this is Ross."

"I have good news, but it's also bad news. When we examined the clothes of the victims in 2004, we found an important clue. There were semen spots left in the fibers."

Ross's eyes turned cold after hearing that. "Why did we only find such an important clue now?"

"It was indeed our negligence. The inspector was careless at the time. We had already tested the sperm spot for YSTR, but unfortunately, there was no match for it in our database."

"Are there any similar DNA?"

Ross frowned. YSTR was a polypeptide gene loci located on the male Y chromosome. Under normal circumstances, only men had the Y chromosome. Therefore, YSTR was a paternal transmission and generally did not combine with other chromosomes, unless there was a genetic mutation. However, the possibility of this was very small, no less than walking on the road to be struck by lightning.

Therefore, among all the male individuals in the paternal line, as long as there was any data in the gene pool, it could lock down the approximate range of the murderer.

"We've checked all of them, but there's nothing!"

Ross wanted to curse after hearing this. This was really f*cking good news and bad news.

Although the progress of the Zero Major Crimes Unit was slow, the netizens were extremely excited.

To be honest, they did not place their hopes on the police at all. They were looking forward to whatever the Death Judge would do. They were eagerly waiting for the live broadcast of death, which would stream in twelve hours.

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