LIVESTREAM: The Jury of Death

chapter 55

In front of everyone's eyes, Ross slowly said, "This game has absolutely no need for internal organs!"

As this sentence was spoken, some of the people present thought about it, while others were confused.

Willie was the first to ask, “Why doesn't he need internal organs? What would he use if not his internal organs?”

Everyone also looked at Ross, wanting to know the answer to this puzzle.

"Do you remember what the judge said at the beginning?" said Ross. "Use a fruit knife in front of you to remove parts of your body."

“She specifically stressed that she wants to remove parts of her body. He also tells Egyptian myths. He also named the game 'The Scales of Death' to mislead Adalind!”

“Say don't wear hair because it will block the slide. Hair is not considered an organ in!”

“Padah, the scales are just ordinary metal scales. As long as there is something heavy enough, it will hit the scales.”

When the crowd heard this, they were completely shocked!

No one thought of such a simple method, let alone Adalind who was in danger.

"So? What mean?" Willie asked in confusion.

“So, he doesn't need to use his internal organs to lower the scales. As long as he did not block the slide, he could use anything. He just needs to draw blood and insert the fruit knife, and he will be saved! Every word from the Judge of Death misled Adalind, making her subconsciously think that the game should be settled with blood and internal organs!” Monica explained.

“If she puts in her bra too, the blood coming out will be reduced,” Judy added with a red face.

Willie widened his eyes and asked in disbelief, "It's that simple?"

"That's right. As simple as that.”

“F *ck! This fucking Death Investigator! Does he treat everyone as pigs? !” Willie angrily punched the table and cursed.

Everyone seems helpless. According to what you say, our IQ isn't even as good as a pig?

"We are not pigs!" Bowman said helplessly.

“Step by step, he misleads us, making us slowly fall into the trap of thought. Our eyes can only see what he wants us to see, and we ignore the answers laid out in front of us. He was like a hunter, a patient poisonous spider, letting everyone into his death spider web bit by bit!”

"This Death Investigator is really too terrifying!"

“This is a mind trap. The human mind has a kind of inertia. Our thinking is too conventional, but the Death Inquisitor happens to be able to set all sorts of obstacles and traps in our blind spots of mind,” Monica analyzed.

“This is also related to the fact that we are all police. We've seen too many crazy and abnormal criminals. Subconsciously, we think that this kind of game needs to be supplemented with blood and internal organs. If it's a child, it might be very easy for him to think about this, but as a police officer, we can't think about it.”

Currently, in the live broadcast room...

Adalind had already cut off all the organs she could cut. The kidneys, appendix, half of the liver, and gallbladder also begin to bleed.

Seeing the countdown time kept shortening, but the blood was still being drawn slowly, Adalind regretted why she cut so slowly just now. Why didn't he do it faster!

"Faster! Drawing faster! No time!”

“Organ in it has been cut. I don't want to die here!”

A sad wail sounded in the room. Adalind no longer looked like a human, but more like an evil spirit rising from hell.

The wounds on his lower abdomen hung on both sides. The edges of the cut were very messy, and several pieces of meat fell down from time to time. The abdominal cavity is not as clear as when the incision was made, and many internal organs have been damaged. Half of his heart makes my hair stand up. Uncut internal organs are also submerged in the blood. His entire stomach was like a garbage can containing the remains of animals in a slaughterhouse. That's so scary!

The red timer on television is still ticking.

Seeing the remaining 30 seconds pass, Jack's cold and hoarse voice sounded like a countdown of death.

"Twenty nine."

...

“Ahhh! I don't want to die! I don't want to die!”

Watching Adalind cry sadly, the live broadcast space boiled over.

“You still don't want to die? Do those homeless people want to die? !”

"This is******, fast and off!"

“Finally here. Are you watching the live broadcast just to wait this time?!”

“I don't. I enjoy watching torture in front of me!”

“I also witnessed torture in front of me. Cutting my stomach and cutting my internal organs is too exciting!”

“It's very bloody. How can you watch it? I covered it with my hands. I even turned off his voice!”

“I'm scared too. I turned off the screen to watch it. But in the last moments of execution, I had to open my eyes wide and watch carefully with his voice!”

The bullet screen in the live broadcast room continued to move, but Jack's voice continued to be heard.

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

Bang out!

A loud voice echoed in the room!

As Jack counts down to one, a red high-heeled shoe pierces Adalind's eyes!

But at the same time, quite a lot of blood was drawn, and the scales were balanced. The iron key on Adalind's head came off, and he immediately tilted his head!

Red high heels hit the iron chair, breaking its 15-centimeter heel.

"I survived! I survived!" Adalind laughed like a madman, spewing blood.

Jack's cold and hoarse voice rang out again. "Happy balance in time, but I'm so curious, why don't you put your bra and fruit knife in?"

Adalind, who had just laughed a moment ago, was stunned when she heard this. He whispered, "What?"

"You lied to me! You said that you wanted me to insert my organs and blood! Ahhhh!”

Hearing Jack's words, it wasn't just Adalind going crazy. The live broadcast room was also filled with excitement.

"What! Fruit knife?! Why don't we think about that!

"Yes God! This is genius design! Thought traps like this! This kind of misdirection! The judge is too amazing!”

“What do you mean by this is genius design? This is genius design! The judge is a genius!”

“Big gaps, simple methods, coupled with sophisticated and perfect psychological misdirection — everyone's deceptive effect is achieved! death investigation is definitely the most genius psychologist of the 21st century!”

"That's right! The most talented psychologist! Who is this investigation of death? ! That can't be old people, right?

“It's also possible. It is impossible for a young psychologist to do such a thing!”

“I don't believe.the death investigation is definitely a handsome young man!”