LIVESTREAM: The Jury of Death
chapter 57

Ross helplessly asked, "By the way, how about a bank trace?"

“I tracked down a part of him and realized how sneaky he was. He shared all the money he gave during the live broadcast. Some get tens of dollars, some get thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars, and there are at least hundreds of people involved.”

“He's really sneaky, Judy. If you can lock in everyone who makes money, we are not far from success. Death Investigators must be among those people!”

Judy said, “That's right. I've thought about this too, but it's very difficult. But I will do my best to do it.”

"OKAY. You should know it as soon as possible. Thank you for your hard work.” After saying that, Ross turned his gaze back to the big screen. He scanned the information effectively in the lenses one by one, hoping to crack and find the scene. However, his lens was only locked inside the room, unlike his previous pursuit outside, and the effective information he could use was too little.

In the live broadcast room, Adalind's brain was working at high speed. He analyzed the words of the Judge of Death word by word, trying to find a gap in them.

"I got it!" Adalind suddenly shouted. He was excited, proud, and all sorts of expressions appeared on his face.

“F *ck! What do you know? You scared me by yelling!”

“Cannot be. Is there really a trap?”

"Whatis that? What kind of traps are there? What card does he have?”

While everyone was confused, Adalind turned the wheel with great difficulty.

The crack! The crack! The crack!

The needle on top slowly descended again and soon reached the back of Adalind's hand.

Adalind adjusted the position of her hand and directed the needle into the pinhole.

His blood was still dripping from the needle, dripping into the hole on the back of his hand.

The needle slowly moves down and penetrates the pinhole, blocking it. Immediately, the speed of the bleeding on the back of his hand slowed down, but the edge where the needle came into contact with the back of his hand was still bleeding.

Adalind's hands did not stop. He gritted his teeth and continued to shake the wheel. The needle keeps poking.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah ..." Low groans sounded. The needle quickly pierced through Adalind's palm. The pinhole in his hand was squeezed out, and it stopped bleeding.

Seeing this scene, Jack who was hiding in a dark corner smiled coldly.

“His wound is blocked. Adalind took a few minutes to wake up, but what's the point? He still needs to make the balance lose his balance! monika.

Ross sighed and said, “As Anthony said, this in itself is a trap. Adalind was fooled again. She stalling useless time for herself.”

"Not really," said Bowman. “This time is very useful for the audience and Death Judge because with more time to wake up, Adalind will not lose too much blood and coma. Then he will be able to stay awake until the countdown ends, and he will have a chance not to see himself cut by the chainsaw!”

After listening to Bowman's explanation, the muscles on their faces twitched.

That's too scary!

The Death Inquisitor was too terrifying!

It is similar to the first stage.

Adalind was fooled by the same trap twice.

Adalind is not stupid. Instead, he is very smart. He is not connected to the government in any way. The reason why he was able to commit so many murders without being caught was entirely due to his brilliant modus operandi. He left no evidence.

He could actually easily play a high-IQ villain!

The Death Investigator is a fearsome and honorable opponent for the police.

However, the audience in the live broadcast room did not think too much about it. Their focus was why Adalind used a needle to pierce his palm.

"What's he doing? He used a needle to stab his palm again!”

“Is he preparing to draw blood to upset the balance? But he had already pierced his palm. He can't take blood!”

"I don't know. Maybe he just likes the feeling of pain. He must be a masochist!”

“Jarum has blocked his wound. Now that his blood was not flowing, he would not faint for now. He's got a few more minutes!”

“Judges give him too much time. If I only give him ten seconds, I will kill him!

“Can you understand the judge? The judge is completely confident. He sure can fool everyone and won't let anyone discover his flaws!”

"If it was really you, you might be tied to an iron chair by this woman right now!"

Bullet comments kept sending, and Adalind's brain kept working.

“Her bleeding has stopped. What's next? What am I supposed to do? What card is in my hand?” Adalind said as she looked around, trying to find flaws in the surroundings. He looks so crazy.

It sounded! It sounded! Beeped.

Television is counting down. The sound of the timer continues to stimulate Adalind's brain, interfering with her thoughts many times. He can't calm down at all. All that was left in his mind was the sound of a beep beep .

“Ah ah ah, what exactly is a trap? Basic pervert! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"

Adalind screamed out loud, but only she could understand what he was saying. He suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, splattering all over his body and face. He looked extremely ferocious, like a demon crawling out of hell.

Jack's cold and hoarse voice rang out again. “Do you think you are very smart? You will be killed by your intelligence. Not much time left for you. Whether you live or die depends on your choice.

Adalind looks at the television. The timer showed that there were only five minutes left.

“Please, give me a hint! Please just hint!”

Although she did not understand, seeing Adalind's pleading face, she could understand what she meant, and Jack teased her. “You're already in a trap. Your crazy actions have given you useless time to wake up. But for me and the audience, it might be important. Jack's words were like spring thunder.

Adalind was immediately stunned. At the same time, he was shocked to wake up. There was no shortcut for him to pass this level easily. He had fallen into the trap of the Judge of Death again.

That is another IQ suppression.

Looking at the needle that pierced through his palm, Adalind fought hard and roared.

"Ha ha ha! This idiot has been fooled by Death Judge again!”

“How stupid is a pig. Do you still want to fight with the judge? If the judge doesn't say it, I'm afraid you don't even know how you died!

“Stop thrashing and let the saw cut you! I can't wait until your organs and brain fall to the ground!”