LIVESTREAM: The Jury of Death

LIVESTREAM: The Jury of Death
chapter 126



Morse's words instantly electrified the entire live broadcast space.


"Where is he? Where's she! Why don't I see it?!”


"What does she look like? Is he handsome? Is he handsome?”


“This idiot must be so scared! How did the Death Inquisitor come into being? It is not yet known how many people in the United States watched the live broadcast. Police estimate that at least a few thousand people were watching. Isn't seeking death to show their current face? Will Death Investigators be that stupid?”


“It's not impossible. Death investigators can wear masks!”


"That's right! You can also wear a mask! Investigator, come out and let's see!”


“Come out in front of the camera! You can also wear a mask!


"Let us see you, Death Investigator!"


Right now, the most nervous and excited people were the people from the Zero Great Crime Unit. Ross and the others sat on the edge of their seats.


All along, the Judge of Death was extremely mysterious. They never touched the corner of his clothes. Is he really going to show up this time?


Even if she wore a mask, once she appeared, a lot of information like her size and height would be revealed. For the police, this is the best news!


“Judy, we have to record this death broadcast well! After the broadcast, I want to watch it frame by frame!” Ross said to Judy with excitement.


"Do you think he'll show up?" ask monika.


Ross slightly nodded and said, “Over this time, we don't know him at all except for an incomplete back view. He was very confident now, but when one was overconfident, he would become extremely arrogant and complacent. I hope he has improved, so that he can leave us more useful information!


“I feel the distance between us and him getting closer!”


Judy shook her head and said, "Leader, if I remember correctly, how many times have you felt this feeling?"


Judy's words instantly made Ross look helpless and the man didn't know what to say.


Barzel turned around and looked outside the garden. It was pitch black outside and nothing, but he had a very uncomfortable feeling. There was an ominous aura within the darkness outside, as if something was hidden within it.


Barzel averted his gaze, took a deep breath, and said, “There's nothing. Don't think about it anymore. Come and save me!”


Morse held onto his phone and looked at the ground carefully. When he walked up to Barzel, he saw Barzel's bloody arm and a terrible beast trap. He could not help but take a cold breath.


“Besabarlah. I'll open it for you soon.” After making sure there were no other animal traps around him, Morse reinserted his phone into his pocket. He used both his hands and feet to press the pressure plate on one side of the trap, but the trap did not move at all.


"Imust be!"


Morse frowned and said, “I can't suppress it! Focus light on him!”


Barzel turned the phone light upside down and took a closer look. He saw there was a steel bar standing under the pressure plate, like a bolt pressing down on a pressure plate, and the bolt came out of a small iron box set up below. There's a keyhole in the iron box.


“F *ck! This thing won't open at all!” Morse cursed, “Wait here. I'll come back and discuss with them first!”


“Don't go! Don't go!”


Barzel's face was full of despair. The blood on his arm was still flowing. He felt like he was going to collapse.


"Save me! Save me!"


Morse ignored Barzel's cry for help and left without looking back. He didn't want to stay outside for even a second. She felt like she was being watched outside, and this feeling made her extremely anxious, so when she saw that she was unable to save Barzel, she resolutely chose to return.


Entering the bright room again, Morse heaved a sigh of relief.


"Why did you come back alone?"


Right now, Rainier walked in front of Morse with a big hammer and said, “Because of your selfishness and cowardice, first you gouged out one of my eyes, and now you have trapped Barzel. Finish your own third little game!”


"That's right! Barzel couldn't get back her mirror. Now break the bone in your left leg!” Paulette added.


Barnett, who was on the side, agreed. He nodded and looked at Morse coldly.


“Do not mess! Use more power. Do not forget that it should be broken down into more than eight parts!”


"F*ck!"


Morse took out a big hammer and glared at the three people.


He crouched down with a big hammer, stuck out his left leg slightly, then raised the big hammer in his right hand.


Bang out!


His right hand smashed the huge hammer, and Morse instantly fell to the ground while shouting.


One could see that his shoes were completely exposed, and blood was flowing out from within. The entire arch of his foot had been shattered and collapsed, and his entire left leg was completely paralyzed.


At this moment, the screen blinked.


Third game is over.


The fourth five-minute countdown begins.


In the NYPD, meanwhile...


Everyone waited anxiously. Maybe the next one is one of them.


Soon, Loggins' phone rang.


The fourth game was sent to his phone.


Everyone looked at Loggins with a hint of envy in their eyes.


Why did the three of them become lucky participants? They were all members of the Zero Major Crimes Squad, but the others were envious that they were not selected.


Monica was the most envious. Although he has not been in psychology for a long time and only graduated from university a few years ago, he has shown an amazing talent in psychology since university, and has been a, and he always thought that he would be one of the pioneers of psychology and completely change psychology.


Working within the police system is also to gain access to the psychological activities of more criminals, to gain more information that can be learned, but until he meets the Death Inquisitor, all his pride is shattered.


What is a genius in psychology?


Who is the most likely person to revolutionize psychology?


And what his college teacher once said was that he would become one of the most important figures in the history of psychology and sooner or later he would become a scholar who would stand shoulder to shoulder with Freud and Jung.


All of this praise, after meeting the Death Inquisitor, seemed like a joke.


If he were one of the people most likely to revolutionize psychology, sooner or later he would become a scholar who would stand shoulder to shoulder with his former masters.


The Death Inquisitor had long been the one who had surpassed his master.


It is no exaggeration to say that he is the greatest genius in the history of psychology.


If the Death Inquisitor decides to make himself and his identity known, he can research his psyche or make it an exclusive feature or coverage, and that will be the most important scientific achievement of the 21st century.