LIVESTREAM: The Jury of Death
chapter 115

Harriman was besieged by more than a dozen police officers and escorted out of the court's main gate.

When the protesting crowd outside saw Harriman come out, they immediately hurled a loud swearing.

“YOU scum! Go to hell!"

“To be able to do such a thing! Are you even human?

“You don't deserve to be a judge! Judge Death will kill you!”

"The investigator of Death will kill him!"

"The investigator of Death will kill him!"

In addition to screaming for Death Inquisitor to kill Harriman, rotten eggs and some unidentified objects continue to hit Harriman's body. Even the dozen or so police officers protecting Harriman were not spared, and each of them was in a very miserable state.

A large number of protesters stormed a human wall formed by police not far from there. Some broke through the human wall and rushed towards Harriman. Fortunately, they were arrested by the police. The hand of the person closest to him almost hit his face.

Harriman just saw all this on television. It made him wonder if he was in a nightmare.

"Quick! Get me out of here!”

“You bunch of trash! Are you still useful? Why do you let people hurry? You want me dead too!

Harriman's eyes widened as he roared, looking extremely ferocious.

At that time, a policeman said, “Judge Harriman, too many people protested. I suggest you take the prisoner shuttles that carry the criminals. Prisoners transport is stronger and safer. Not only bulletproof, also heavier and not easily reversed. Our car is too easy to stop and flip!”

"Really! We will do as you say!'' Harriman shouted in surprise. Then, he thought of something and asked, “What about those five villains? Are they coming with us? Is it unsafe to drive a car with these five animals?”

"Don't worry. They'll be handcuffed to the prison car. There will be no danger. I'll keep an eye on them from the car. They'll escort us from behind.”

Harriman glanced at the angry protesters around him. The human walls formed by the police were constantly being compressed, and they were getting closer to them. He gritted his teeth and said, “Good! Just follow me and protect my safety!”

“Okay, Judge Harriman. I'll call the prison van now.”

The policeman nodded and then said a few words through the walkie-talkie on his shoulder.

Immediately, the prison van slowly came out of the crowd, followed by several police cars, and some protesters climbed onto the roof of the van.

The policeman escorted Harriman into a prison car, followed by five sewer makers who were escorted out of court by police.

Since Harriman had already occupied one place, after the five gutter cutters got into the van, the police escorting them reduced by one person. Now, there's only one cop driving the car, and the copilot is a cop. In the back of the car are five heartbreaking men, Harriman, and the police officer protecting Harriman.

"Quick! Drive Fast!” Harriman looked at the surrounding crowd and shouted anxiously.

“Judges, the police car in the back is still driving away the people standing on the roof of the car to protest,” said the policeman driving the car.

Harriman scolded him. “Stupid! Don't bother about them! By the time they drove the car to escort us, we were already upside down. We don't need a companion anymore. Hurry up drive the car and hurry out!”

"Yes!" The policeman driving the car shook his head and felt helpless. He somehow hoped that this damned fatty should be executed by the Judge of Death!

Even though he thought so, he couldn't help but obey the judge's words. He can only drive a prison van.

When a team of protesters saw Harriman and five others enter the prison car and wanted to leave, they immediately surrounded and attacked the prison car. There are also people who want to flip the prison van. Everyone only had one goal, and that was to make them stay behind and receive the Death Inquisitor's punishment!

“Where Are Death Investigators? Why isn't he moving?”

"Yes! If he doesn't move, this bastard will run away by car!”

“I'm at the scene! They would definitely like to take the car to the National Guard military camp!”

“F *ck! If that was the case, as long as they reached the National Guard military camp, wouldn't the Death Inquisitor fail? Hurry up and do your moves!”

"What are you afraid of? Even the Death Inquisitor wasn't afraid. Why do you think the military camp would keep the judges away? The Death Inquiry idea might let them walk for a few hours first to increase the difficulty.

"That's right! What are you afraid of? It's not like he's never done it before. Didn't Investigators let people run from New York to Concord before killing them?”

“What to worry about? Do you still need to question the intelligence of the Death Inquisitor?”

"Believe in the Investigator of Death!"

“Believe in Death Investigator + 1”

Meanwhile, the New York Police Department...

Ross frowned and said in a low voice, “There's something wrong. I keep feeling something is wrong.”

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Are they not the ones who run away? I think with the Death Inquiry IQ, they won't be able to get far!” said Willy.

“That's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about Harriman. Why did he get into the prison car?” Ross asked in confusion.

"What's wrong with that? Didn't that guy say that prison vans are stronger? But this guy is really overrated. Why did he say it out loud? Can't he just let Harriman be stopped? Or does he really hate the Death Inquisitor?”

"Even though you say that, don't you think it's weird for a judge and a prisoner to sit in the same car?" Ross touched his chin and continued, "If it were you, would you suggest that the judge and the prisoner sit in the same car for safety?"

“No, I don't want to. But after a second of thought, it's kind of weird when you say it like that. I think there's nothing wrong with that, right? Willie scratched his head as he spoke.

Monica also stared at the screen. He combed his hair and said, “Maybe it won't be a problem at a later time, but as long as it has something to do with the Death Inquisitor, any strange occurrence serves as a facade for something much bigger. Something strange is going on.”

"I know! The cop wanted Harriman and a heart-wrenching hand to gather together!” Loggin suddenly shouted.

Ross suddenly seemed to think of something. He widened his eyes and said, "You mean ..."

“That cop is a Death Inquiry! Or someone working for Death Inquiry!” Monica continued her sentence. Her beautiful big eyes could not hide the excitement. No one knows what he's thinking.

“Judy, record the live broadcast earlier. Scan the face of the policeman who just made that suggestion and see who he is! Ross ordered immediately.

"Yes!"

Then, with the sound of fingers dancing on the keyboard, Judy directly compared the police's face.

Immediately...

Face comparison results obtained.

Judy said in a trembling voice, "Leader, he's been dead for five years!"