LIVESTREAM: The Jury of Death
chapter 50

The New York Police Department, inside the Office of the Zero Task Force...

"The Death Inquisitor has started its live broadcast!"

A loud scream came from the office. Judy's fingers danced quickly on the keyboard as she spoke, playing a live broadcast of the Death Inquisitor on the big screen.

"He's really moving!" Ross's gaze was fixed on the big screen.

In the broadcast room, a long-haired woman with a hot body and a pretty face was locked in an iron chair. His clothes were removed, revealing his flat stomach.

On top of the armrest of that iron chair, there were two thick needles. The shape of the needle is strange. They face the woman's hand. There are devices such as steering wheels on both armrests.

There was a broken fruit knife in front of the woman. The blade part was broken like a saw, and there was a pair of red high heels not far in front of him, facing the woman's eyes.

At the other end of the room, there are scales. At one end of the scales there is a working glass, and at the other end there is a ballast pressing the scales. At both ends of the scale are two wires broken.

Looking at the device in the live broadcast room, the people in the police station were unable to understand what kind of game Death Judge would be playing.

“The judge of Death has returned to a certain place to kill people,” said Monica.

“This tool looks very complicated. I wonder what kind of game he will play this time!”

Anthony took a deep breath and said, “The tilting scales and wires at both ends should be the key to the game. I wonder what it is used for!

At this moment, Ross' gaze was fixed on the red high heels not far from the woman.

“Judy, open the photos of the homeless incident a few days ago. Compare them to this woman and the high heels in front of her to see if they are the same person!”

With a series of typing sounds, several photos were pulled out. Soon, the comparison is over, and Judy says, “True! Therehewas. This woman is named Adalind. He was 23 years old and 164 centimeters tall. She was once a model. Last year, for some unknown reason, she retired from modeling. Now, she lives at 1708, 17th floor, House 23, Manhattan.”

Willie glanced at Ross. Her tone was not very good as she said, “Could she be arrested and put on trial for her molesting a homeless person? This crime is indeed very unsympathetic and terrible, but not to the point of being sentenced to death right? Isn't the Death Inquisitor too much? Or maybe he couldn't find someone who had committed a serious crime? Maybe he just caught it to satisfy his desire to kill?”

Ross sighed as he listened to Willie's analysis. He shook his head and said, “It won't be that simple. Let's continue watching.”

Back then, in the live broadcast room, the audience was also very excited. However, their focus was completely different from that of the police.

“Wow, this woman is really pretty. That long leg, that dashing ass, and look at this big boob. They're really too sexy!”

“Could the judge make a mistake? It's a pity to execute such a beautiful woman. She is so beautiful!”

"That's right. Why don't we continue in a few days? Let me play with him for a few days. I can offer you a very high price!”

“Don't think about that. Do you think the judge runs the brothel? Why don't we let the judge do it? Just let him broadcast it for us!”

"agreed. The judge can broadcast it for us. They can't shut down your broadcast. I have never seen such a terrible broadcast on a legal platform before!”

“What does this woman do? I don't know why, but this woman looks so familiar.”

The audience continued to comment on the bullet screen. They were all very curious and very excited because the woman was too beautiful. His evil figure made many people have to type with one hand.

As netizens continued to send out bullet screens, Adalind woke up. He saw that he was being repaired in an icy iron chair and there were still some unknown devices in the room. He suddenly recalled what happened before he fainted. Her pretty face immediately turned extremely pale.

Adalind looked around in fear and shouted loudly.

"Help! Is anyone there? Help me!"

“No need to shout. No one will come to save you. I am the Judge of Death. I want to play games with you.” Jack's cold and hoarse voice rang out in the empty room.

Hearing this voice, Adalind trembled in fear. He had been watching a live broadcast of death before, and now that he heard this voice on the scene, he was so frightened that he almost peed on his pants.

He also knew in his heart that anyone who played the game of Death Inquisitor had all died. There were many people who were smarter, stronger, and fiercer than him, but there were no survivors, so he completely understood the situation.

“I don't want to mess with you. Please let me go. You wrong. I'm really not a bad woman.”

"really?"

Adalind hesitated for a moment and said, “I admit that I was the one who harassed the bum a few days ago. I was the one who took the photo and posted it on the Internet. But you can't kill me for that, can you? “There are too many people who mistreat the homeless, and I don't know how many people have beaten up others. Do you want to kill them all?

After she finished her words, she won the audience support for the first time in the live broadcast room, either because she was reasonable or because she was beautiful.

"It's absurd!"

“I also spat on homelessness when I was a child.”

“I threw a stone at a homeless man.”

“Although I have never bullied the homeless, I drove out the homeless lying in front of my store.”

“Please don't kill him, judge. Just punish him.”

Jack glanced at the bullet screen in the live broadcast room, shook his head, and in a hoarse and cold voice, said, "Then do they have as many organs as you?"

Adalind's expression suddenly changed, and the corner of her mouth twitched. He knew that he had to deny this matter.

“What organization? I don't know what you're talking about!”

"He lied!" said Monica who was watching the live broadcast.

“He may be the main cause of the homeless man's case. That's why the Judge of Death caught him!” Ross analyzing.

Just then, Jack's cold and hoarse voice sounded again. “A pair of red high heels in front of you is very bright. How much blood from a homeless man's body did you use to make him look that red? You trick a homeless man into a hotel and then drug him. You use a scalpel to open his stomach and remove his organs. Do you think you left no trace?

“I don't know what you're talking about. You can check my hotel records!”

“You used **** as an excuse to lure a homeless man into a hotel and let him get his own room. Then, you and he will climb the window sill into an empty room. When a vagrant sees you, of course he will only think about ****. He won't see anything wrong at all. You are really smart.”

''Your imagination is very rich, but I didn't do it. You slandered me!”

Jack knew he would deny it. In a cold voice, he replied, “I found the video on your phone. Do you dare to watch it?

As soon as he finished speaking, the television not far from Adalind suddenly lit up.