LIVESTREAM: The Jury of Death
chapter 91

"Fuck! Damn Death Investigator! You lied to me! I didn't bring the key!” Loggins roared furiously.

When the audience in the live broadcast room heard this, they could not help but laugh.

“This guy is a complete idiot. He couldn't really think that the Death Inquisitor would put a key on him and let him open the water tank so easily, then slowly wait for the time to end, right?

"How stupid! Even my dog knows that the key is just a general term. The key mentioned by the investigator can be hair, nails, fingers, or others.

“Open hair lock. Even if he knew, would he know these things?”

"I don't think so. He doesn't look very smart.”

Ross and the others could only cover their faces. They really didn't expect it. They almost died worrying about Loggins' behavior. Did he not watch the live broadcast of death?

He's really stupid!

Loggins also realized that he had made a low-level mistake. Just like his plan, the Death Inquisitor was not caught, but he was instead caught.

When he thought about this, he felt very angry.

Fuck those!

'If it is not the real key, then what does that key symbolize? What else do I have on me? Oh right! The key! What does the key look like?'

In his agitation, Loggins quickly cleared his mind.

So he looked down and found that he could not see the bottom of the glass cover or what the key looked like.

Loggins gritted his teeth and used his hands to feel the surroundings. He found there was indeed a device at the bottom, but the device looked more like an electronic key than a traditional key.

Could it be a password key?

The password to unlock it was written on my body?

Thinking of this, Loggins immediately rolled up his sleeves, but other than the scar on his arm, there was no other number.

Could it be written on his stomach?

'I can't see it! Could it be on my feet?'

So Loggins raised his leg again.

In the live broadcast room, seeing him scratching his arms and raising his legs, the audience looked at him blankly, completely dumbfounded.

"What's he doing?"

"Ratching, right?"

"Is he allergic to water?"

"He must be allergic to water!"

“Could he want to shoot one last time before he dies? He's trying to feel it.

“F *ck! Don't you feel that today's music is so scary? Just listening to his voice was enough to scare me to death!”

"I thought so too, but I'm already scared to death, so I didn't say anything."

Looking at the audience's unrelenting bullet comments, Jack, who was hiding in the darkness, smiled slightly. It must be said that these sound effects actually raise the level of the entire live stream to a whole new level. It was a very clever soundtrack. The sound is sometimes silent, sometimes strange, and sometimes creepy and scary. Listening to music alone will make a person's heart beat faster, increase blood pressure, dilate the pupils, and blur vision.

But that's not the main point. The main point was that there wasn't much time left for Loggins, and he didn't seem to know at all.

In the live broadcast room, there was a close-up shot of the water surface on the glass cover that rose very quickly.

Not long after, it had already sunk to the side of Loggins' mouth, and was almost reaching his nose.

Huff, huff, huff!

Loggins gasping. The glass cover in the cramped room and the cursed strange music made her feel a fear she had never felt before. A game he didn't know made him feel a loss he had never felt before.

'Am I really going to die? Am I, Loggins, really going to leave this world in such a shameful way? NAY! I cannot admit defeat! I need to calm down and slow down my heartbeat. I have to buy more time. I must escape this place alive!'

Suddenly, Loggins stopped all his struggles. His mind slowly calmed down, and he recalled all the previous death broadcasts.

Thinking is the only way to leave this place alive.

Seeing him slowly calm down, Jack slightly nodded. The corner of his mouth curled up and he revealed a hopeful smile.

“He finally looks like the leader of the Special Murder Investigation Team.”

Ross looked at the surface of the water that was about to sink Loggins, and an idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

"That's not true! The keys that Death Investigator mentioned were not used to unlock. We have been duped by him again!”

“If the key is not used to open the padlock, then used for what?” ask Judy with a frown. However, his hands did not stop. He continued to cast the data of the Trojan horse in an attempt to suppress the Death Broadcast room.

Ross said, “Do you remember what the Judge of Death said? There is a predetermined time lock at the bottom of the glass cover. What he said was the key to time. No need for a key to open at all. Once the time is up, it will open naturally, but the time is definitely not too short!”

Some of them frowned and started to think.

"It seems to be true!"

“If the key he mentioned is not used to open the padlock, what is the use of opening?”

“Yes, since he mentioned it, it must be useful, right?”

Monica said, "If this hypothesis is true, then the key mentioned by the Judge of Death is the key to life."

“Life key? What mean?"

“I remember Death Judge also said that the speed of water injection is twice as fast as the speed of spray. Did you see that? There are two water pipes on the glass cover to inject water. If you can cut one, then the speed of water injection will be equal to the speed of outflow. In other words, there is no water injection. Do you think one of the two water pipes is removable?” Hart also said.

"Delete one?"

“That's impossible, isn't it? If that was the case, it would be too easy!

“Didn't Death Investigators often do this? Which traps are complicated?”

Hissing!

Everyone breathed in the cold air.

Loggins didn't seem to be trying to remove the water pipe, and they didn't know if he could take it with his hands. However, this idea was very bold, and the two water pipes did not seem to be very sturdy. It was a simple trap. Wasn't that the usual method used by the Death Inquisitor?

If this is the case, then this game is really too embarrassing. The problem is that they are really insulted.

“Even if that's the case and even if we guessed it correctly, we can't tell him now. Now, it's all up to him. Let's hope he can get out alive, ” Anthony said with a sigh.

In the picture, Loggins raises his head and tries his best to lift his nose. The water had gone up under his nose. In the final moments when the water soaked his nose, he took a deep breath, trying to hold his breath longer.