LIVESTREAM: The Jury of Death
chapter 60

“Finally there will be a first survivor! This will help us a lot in solving this case. With the help of the survivors who have made contact with the Death Inquisitor, we can definitely catch him this time!”

Hearing this, Bowman nodded, then sighed and said, “True. The probability of solving a case is much higher. Too bad I lost a body!”

“There are still ten seconds left. Will he faint directly? If he faints, then finish!”

“No, he's survived until now. A person's desire to survive is very strong. Moreover, if he could survive until now, his will to survive was definitely much stronger than the average person! At least he can last for another hour or until the doctor comes!” Bowman explained.

Right now, Ross who was staring at the big screen with a frown suddenly said, “No! Adalind is still going to die!”

"Why?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the Judge of Death in the live broadcast room count down to one. The timer on the TV also began to ring quickly.

Then, he heard a loud buzzing sound. The saw had been activated, and the motor let out a loud roar.

Adalind used the rest of her eyes to look up, only to see the chainsaw standing in front of her begin to shake violently, and then the saw teeth started to spin.

“F *ck! It's activated!”

Adalind was so scared that she was about to get off the chair. Only then did he realize that his left hand was still pierced by a needle.

Back then, he wanted to use his left hand to directly pull the needle down. Only then did he realize that the needle was reinforced and could not be pulled at all!

"F*ck!"

As soon as he finished cursing, the sawtooth quickly approached Adalind.

Sensing the wind on his face, he instinctively leaned against the chair, but there was no space left.

Drone drone drone!

The camera zooms in instantly, providing a close-up of death.

The rapidly rotating sawtooth started between his legs and instantly tore his pants off. Then, flesh and flesh, mixed with blood, splattered out from the sawtooth, his originally open stomach now sawed vertically from the middle without any resistance. His business was also sawed by a chainsaw. They flowed out from his stomach and scattered all over the ground. It was as if a group of snakes had crawled out from his stomach!

The most frightening part was his head. The chainsaw went straight into his nose, followed by a terrifying sound from the saw teeth rubbing against his bones. His teeth were smashed to pieces by a high-speed rotating chainsaw. As the saw spun, it was thrown everywhere. The skull on his forehead was fragile like a bubble in front of a roaring chainsaw. It was instantly cut open, causing a spark. Bright red blood mixed with white gray brain matter flowed from the middle.

Finally, the saw cuts the entire skull and spine into two pieces. The two bodies that lost their support instantly fell to the side, and two gray semicircles fell from the skull.

That's Adalind's brain!

The entire room was dyed red by the blood spurting out from the chainsaw.

The roar of the saw motor gradually subsided until it stopped.

"What's been going on? How did he die?”

"really? Is the scale not sloping? Why did the saw start!

"That's not true. The iron lock is open. Why didn't he run?”

“No matter how he dies, no problem! This bastard is dead. I'm glad he's dead! I gave him a gift!”

"Really! Good he's dead! We can't let him live!”

“Is there anyone with a high IQ who can explain this! What the hell is going on?"

“I don't care how he died. As long as he dies, I'll give him a gift!”

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Everyone in the office, except Ross, was very surprised to see this sight. However, Ross has managed to predict Adalind's death, so everyone's eyes are on him.

“Didn't he succeed? Why is the engine running again? Did the Death Inquisitor lie?” ask Antonius.

Ross said calmly, “No, he didn't lie. Think carefully about what the Death Inquisitor said.”

Anthony thought for a moment, and his expression suddenly changed. He said, “True. He said that if the scales lose balance, it will connect to another circuit and unlock all the iron locks on your body. He did not say that the saw would not start. Instead, the balance is tilted to connect to another circuit to start the saw in ten minutes! If he did not do that, he would bleed a lot. If he had lasted a little longer, he might have been saved!”

"Yes! Therehewas. This is a real trap. If he lost his balance, he would bleed a lot and die. If he can't leave in time, he'll be cut in half by a chainsaw. The Judge of Death told him that he would soon be in shock after losing too much blood. That's not to remind him. It was just a thought trap! In the end, Adalind used a needle to pierce his palm to stop the bleeding. In the end, he was trapped by a needle. He could not escape in time and was cut in half by a chainsaw!” Ross said when he understood everything.

“She unlocks the iron but is instead trapped by the needle. How ironic!” Ross added.

Even though he got the result right, it was still an incomprehensible situation. If he were to be tortured, would he die as well?

Thinking of this, Ross felt a chill penetrate his clothes and spread throughout his body. He was shaking violently.

Jack looked at the bloodied place of death and the broken limb with great satisfaction.

It's a blood feast.

It is also the art of death!

Two parts of Adalind lay on the iron chair. Bright red blood flowed along both sides of the body to the black silk. Finally, it trickled to the ground. The tool used to fix high heels is also cut in half by a chainsaw. At this moment, the high heels fell into a pool of blood, and it was dyeing those high heels in a brighter red color!

"This time, it has to be amazing."

As Jack thought about this, the corner of his mouth slightly curved. He spoke slowly in a cold and hoarse voice.

“Today's death trial ends here. Let's meet again next time. Thanks for watching."

Live broadcast is turned off.

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“This trial of death has ended. The verdict was successful.”

“This death trial difficulty level is under review.”

“Review is done. The difficulty level of his death trial was good +10.”

“Got rewards: 1,500 scoring points. Unlocked scenario: No.”

"Direct broadcast will be 5,560 dollars."

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Jack had a helpless expression on his face. He doesn't know what to say.

“Good +10?”

How many more?

Could it be that he had to raise it to 100?

Most importantly, it doesn't matter if there are no good reviews. This time, no scenes were unlocked.