
Sydney and the Grimm are locked in an interrogation room.
Sitting on a chair in the interrogation room and staring at the sturdy iron door, there was an indescribable sense of security. They could breathe a sigh of relief, and their expressions were relaxed, unlike the nervousness they experienced while on the run.
At this moment, the separate shots of the two of them in the death broadcast room fused together and turned into shots. The scene in the shot was exactly with the scene of the two of them staying in the interrogation room.
“Did the judge hack the police surveillance system? That's amazing!"
“I heard that the judge is a super hacker. New York Police Department, this garbage, absolutely can not block the death broadcast room.”
“Not only New York Police Department. They also asked the FBI for help. The FBI also cannot block the live broadcast space.”
“I didn't expect the judges hacking skills to be so amazing!”
“No wonder no one can control it. It turns out they can't. The judge is too strong! However, these two bastards had been caught. There is no other way. Looks like we can only wait for the legal trial!”
“To be honest, the law cannot easily punish ordinary criminals. It's a generous way to treat assholes like that. We must let the Judge of Death handle this until they die horribly!”
“They were lucky the police found them. They would experience the most comfortable death compared to the others. I really hope the judge can kill them at the police station!”
"That's right, that's right."
The audience continued to send out bullet messages, while Ross' face looked pale.
The broadcast arrived at the police station.
Are the police still dignified?
“When can we stop the live broadcast? Even if Marcellus and the others cannot stop it, we must stop the live broadcast of the interrogation room! It's been broadcast to our police station!” Ross' voice suddenly rose by several decibels.
Judy said, “I'm doing it right now, but the live broadcast is not entirely from the camera in the interrogation room. It seems that it is a combined image of multiple cameras, but we don't have so many cameras in the interrogation room, nor do we have cameras from this angle. I can't figure it out for now, but what I can confirm now is that the Death Inquisitor did use a very clever live broadcast method. It has to be a kind of black technology.
It was black technology with high intelligence!
Ross did not want to hear it now, because it made him very anxious!
He did not understand these things, but he knew that this meant the police had no way to deal with the judge!
On the other hand, Jack is not a suspect like Hitler and Grimm, who have all the evidence and are just waiting for the court to hand down the sentence, so it is not taken to the interrogation room. Instead, he was set to be in the living room.
“I'll ask you a few questions. You answered the truth, got it?" monika.
Jack licked his dry lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Please."
All his actions did not escape Monica's sight. Seeing her clearly thirsty, Monica got up and left.
At this moment, Jack slightly lowered his head. Then his face became very grim, and he showed a very creepy grin.
He wanted to use the people at the police station to execute him!
He wants to use Monica's professionalism to achieve his goals.
He didn't even have to say a word.
The fate of Hitler and the Grimm has changed.
Everything's under control.
“Angel of Death is coming..” Jack opened his mouth slightly, showing a grim smile.
The closest water dispenser to the reception room is the water dispenser next to the interrogation room.
As she got up to leave, Yori walked over. He was in charge of overseeing Hitler and the Grimm that night.
But it happened by chance. One of them turned around, and the other had just passed by.
"Aah!"
Monica shouted in a low voice, and the water in her hand spilled all over her body.
"Sorry, Officer Monica." Yori's face was full of embarrassment, and she hurriedly ran to the table at the side and took out a few sheets of tissue paper.
In front of the tissue box was a delicate pen container. As Yori was taking out the tissue paper, she pulled the box forward, and the place where the pen was also moving forward was a bit far away.
“I'm sorry, Officer Monica, your shirt is wet. It's all my fault,” said Yori.
At the New York police station, everyone knew that Yori had bad breath, but no one would tell her directly.
At that time, Yori was only focused on apologizing and forgetting her own problems. When he did not apologize, his saliva flew out. That stench...
“It's okay, it's okay. I'll remove it myself. You go and do your own thing. Don't worry about me, really.” said Monica while taking a step back awkwardly. Her white nose was slightly wrinkled, but even though it was only a small action, it was a huge blow to Yori's self-esteem. His face suddenly turned red.
It's awkward! So awkward!
There is a saying that the more you try to explain something, the harder it is to explain it clearly. So Monica decided not to explain. He tried his best to show a natural smile then took another glass of water and left.
Yori came out of the interrogation room with a red face. He saw Hitler and the Grimm.
“Officers, is there water? I want to drink water.” Grimm saw someone coming and immediately ran to lean on the iron bars, looking at Yori with a flattering look.
With a bad expression, Yori said, “Didn't you just have a glass? Why do you want to drink again? You scum, don't play me!
He opened his mouth and cursed, and a foul smell instantly gushed into the face of the Grimm.
"Urghs!"
Grimm's stomach was already uncomfortable that night. After smelling a foul odor, his stomach immediately felt nauseous, and he wanted to vomit.
Seeing she was about to vomit, Yori was really angry. A rogue criminal dares to do this to her, and she also vents her anger at Monica to the Grimm. His face suddenly became extremely cold, he looked more like a murderer than the two people in the interrogation room. He was so cold and gloomy that the Grimm quickly covered his mouth in fear.
But at this time, the food scraps in his stomach had already surged, and the sour smell made the Grimm feel extremely nauseous and uncomfortable. So his stomach spasms again, and more residue surges.
Yori just stood there coldly, her gaze like a sharp knife scraping the Grimm's body.
The Grimm wanted to vomit, but now that Yori was staring at him, she did not dare to vomit.
The next second, the Grimm who was holding his breath, instinctively took a breath.
Instantly, the vomit in his mouth was instantly sucked into the trachea and surged into his lungs.
The suffocating feeling instantly surged.
The Grimm's heart suddenly shook and contracted. He immediately let go of his hand, and with the whusss, his vomit came out violently.
However, the intense suffocation forced the Grimm to breathe heavily. As a result, much vomit is sucked into his trachea before it can be spewed out, blocking the entire respiratory tract!
“Please...Pl-please...Me...”
The Grimm's body could not stop trembling. His lips and face became extremely ugly and vicious. His pupils slowly began to widen.