LIVESTREAM: The Jury of Death
chapter 47

Ross squatted on the ground and smoked one after another. The entire ground beside him was a cigarette butt.

The humiliation!

He had led the Zero Task Force to be completely fooled by the Death Inquisitor. They look like monkeys!

He was an outstanding sheriff in the New York Police Department. He had been awarded the Medal of Merit many times, but now he was in a very miserable state.

Ross pulled out his phone and called Terrence.

“Chief Inspector, I apply to withdraw from Task Force Zero. I don't have the ability to solve this case. I'm no match for Death Inquisitors!”

Anthony who was standing at the side felt extremely uncomfortable after hearing this. Even though he and Ross once competed, work was work. Moreover, Ross who proposed and asked to be transferred to Task Force Zero. She was very grateful in her heart, but somehow she was hurt because Ross acted that way.

There was a moment of silence.

Terrence's voice was heard on the phone. “I watched the entire death broadcast this time. Do you know why I named Zero Task Force instead of number one, number two, and number three?”

Ross never thought about it. He never wondered why.

"Why?" Ross was not looking to care about these things and asked casually.

“Task Force Zero...I want you all to start over. Why did the Death Inquisitor defeat you so easily? To make you faint? It's because you all fought the Death Inquisitor proudly. You've all been the most extraordinary people. There is pride in your blood. You thought you could easily catch the Death Inquisitor, but now you have met a powerful opponent. He made you all really fail. Your pride is destroyed, and your whole self is destroyed! Is this the attitude and passion a New York police officer should have?”

The corner of Ross' mouth twitched slightly.

“Let go of the pride and honor of the past. Now, from the beginning, catch the Death Inquisitor. This is what a real New York police officer should be like!”

Ross' eyes were a little wet. Indeed, he used to have many awards and was very proud. He realized that he was very confident until he met the Death Inquisitor. He was defeated by the Death Inquisitor many times.

"Chief Inspector, I was wrong!" Ross murmuring.

“Face yourself and face your opponents. Your road is long!” Terrence sighed and continued, “Height is very serious about the case, but you don't have to bear the burden. The Death Inquisitor had excellent public support, and his live broadcast did not cause any public panic. Therefore, the superior instructs that while investigating the Death Inquisitor, carefully investigate the criminal actions of the convict, and release the results of the investigation in a timely manner to minimize the social impact. Isn't the live broadcast room impossible to close? Then delete all video recordings circulating on the Internet and block all those related to the Death Inquisitor. After doing all this, we will continue to investigate bit by bit. We can't relax at all. In the end, it would be better if we could solve this case. After all, the Death Inquisitor was still a criminal. Do you understand what I mean?

Ross understands. The conclusion was that if they could solve the case, that was good. If they can't solve the case, they will reduce their social impact. However, they must continue to pursue the case. They could not let the Death Inquisitor continue to be arrogant!

“Head Inspector, I understand. I just let you down!”

"alright. Don't be too arrogant and don't be too self-deprecating. Rest well tonight. I'll see you all tomorrow.”

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Da Da Da Da Da Da's.

The high heels hit the floor, and the sound was very clear and loud.

Adalind wore black silk, which wrapped her slender and beautiful legs very well. At his feet was a pair of red high heels 15 centimeters long. He carried a bag in the groove of his arm as he walked into the hotel lobby. Her long hair covered her shoulders, her arched butt and************ a big one swayed in her footsteps, especially attracting everyone's attention.

The lady in charge looked at him and could not help but envy his figure and face.

He signed up, paid the bills, and climbed upstairs with a room card.

Adalind went upstairs. The lady in charge was about to drive the bum away when she heard the bum speak first.

"I want to get a room." The bum took the money out and put it on the table. His eyes continued to wander around the lady on duty, and his expression was extremely poor.

The woman in charge looked at the tramp with disdain and disgust. He had no idea where this tramp was getting the money to pay for the room, but due to professional courtesy, he still reserved a room for her at the bum's request.

After the vagrant climbed to the top, the lady in charge lay down on the table and continued to sleep.

After an unknown time, the sound of high heels was heard again. Adalind down. This time, he took off his stockings. Her slender, pretty legs were almost perfect, but her red high heels looked brighter.

Since Thompson worked a full 24 hours, Jack also had to work a full 24 hours.

At seven in the morning, there were a lot of people in the Empire State Building. Office workers flooded the building like a tide.

Jack was a little sleepy and yawned.

"Hey, did you see the news about beating up the homeless?"

“Yes, I'm so angry that I don't even eat in the morning. That's too cruel! How can a homeless person be intimidated!

“People today are completely perverted. How could they possibly do that?

“The problem is, the law does not give a deterrent effect to such people. They don't even want to care about bullying a homeless police officer who isn't in status!”

“We absolutely must let the Death Inquisitor capture and interrogate them. We should torture people like that!”

“True, true, true. If everyone went online to petition, the Death Inquisitor might even make a move!”

Jack frowned. “Beating tramps? What homelessness?”

He opened his phone to search for keywords, and a bunch of photos actually popped up. In the photos, there is a woman in black silk who is kicking a bum with her high heels. The bum did not dare to fight. He just hugged his head and curled up into a ball. His body was bleeding, and his photos were very bloody.

"F*ck!"

Jack's eyes became very cold. However, all tormentors must have a sin value of more than 60, such as thieves, brawls, and so on. These people usually do not have a sin value of more than 60. For this kind of vagrant abuse, the value of sin rarely exceeds 60. Of course, if the atrocities were extreme and the psychopaths were extreme, it would be different.

Jack saw the picture. It seems to happen in a hotel. From the tightness of the leg muscles and the firmness of the skin in the legs, it can be determined that the tormentor is between 20 and 25 years old. In addition, judging from the calf length and the size of the soles of the feet, the height of the perpetrator should be between 160 and 165 centimeters.

Good figure—clearly a young woman.

It's easy to see after such cruel abuse of homeless men that the culprit has a serious psychological disability.

'This woman is very dangerous and abnormal. The maximum sin value should be over 60!' thought Jack.