Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death Chapter 148

In the security room…

Jack, who had just finished his breakfast, finished his shift with his colleagues and sat in front of the surveillance camera.

Not long after, a familiar figure appeared on the small surveillance screen.

A few meters away, a cute girl smiled and waved at the surveillance camera. “Jack, are you there?”

Jack walked out of the surveillance room and looked at Aisha in front of him with a smile.

Aisha jumped in front of Jack, smiled, and said, “Why aren't you talking?”

“What's the matter?”

Aisha raised her eyebrows and joked, “Can't I look for you if I have nothing to do?”

Aisha was already used to Jack's straightforward personality, so she didn't care too much.

She had seen many noisy men, but she felt that Jack had a unique charm.

“Of course not.”

“I won't tease you anymore. I want to treat you to a meal.” Aisha walked up to Jack and blinked her eyes, hoping that he would nod in agreement.

“I just got to work. I might be a little late,” Jack replied.

Aisha immediately smiled when she received a rare affirmative answer. She shook her head and said, “Not now, but tonight. Come to my house for dinner. My mother's cooking is very good.”

“Then we'll go to a movie…”

Jack calmly interrupted Aisha's thoughts. “Not tonight.”

“Okay.” Aisha spread her hands and said with disappointment, “Then you won't be able to eat my mother's Michelin feast.”

“There will be a chance.”

“There won't be a feast next time!” Aisha smiled and suddenly frowned. “By the way, have you read the New York Times? There's another murder case today. New York is really getting more and more chaotic.”

“I know.” Jack's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.

“Speaking of which, I feel disgusted. If there were more Death Inquisitors in the world, these criminals wouldn't dare to be so arrogant!” When Aisha mentioned death inquisitors, her eyes were filled with respect.

“Probably.” Jack nodded.

“Probably?” Aisha widened her eyes and exclaimed, “Didn't you watch the live broadcast of the Death Inquisitor yesterday?”

“I was resting yesterday,” Jack said casually.

Aisha smiled and said, “Then it's a pity that you missed my mother's feast. If you watched his live broadcast, you would believe what I said. The entire New York Police Department's deterrence to criminals is not even as good as the Death Inquisitor's finger!”

Jack just smiled and didn't say anything.

“All right, I won't disturb you at work. You have a chance to go and see it. I guarantee that your jaw will drop.”

Aisha had a proud look on her face, as if she herself was the Death Inquisitor.

Jack nodded and said, “No problem.”

“Goodbye.”

“Goodbye.”

After Aisha left, Jack looked at the clock on the wall of the security room.

There were still more than ten hours before the game would start again.

At the New York police station…

A tall police officer with a few documents walked into the office. He knocked on the door and asked, “Is Hart there?”

Hart drank his coffee and raised his hand to ask, “What's wrong?”

“We don't have enough manpower. We need your help. There's a big case and it's urgent.”

Hart joked, “Do you have good coffee?”

“Drink it!” The police officer raised his hand and shouted, “Oh right, Bowman, I've sent you a copy of the autopsy report. Take a look at it if you're free.”

“Let's go.” Hart left with the police officer in a straightforward manner.

The office immediately became lively.

Judy's legs kicked off, and her chair slid down the corridor of the office. She held up her cell phone and laughed, “Guess what big case it is?”

Ross glanced at Judy and teased, “If you go to Canada, there might be people who don't know.”

Everyone laughed.

“I've seen the autopsy report,” Bowman said as he opened the newly received documents on the computer.

Monica leaned over and looked at the bloody pictures on the computer screen.

The balcony was covered in blood. The dismembered bodies hung high on the clothes rack.

The hair and scalps of all the bodies were cut into irregular shapes.

Like a jigsaw puzzle, all the scalps were pieced together and stuck to the wall.

The only thing that was still intact was a female head.

Two eyeballs were dug out and stuffed into the left and right ends of the gaping mouth.

In the middle, a male genitalia was stuffed, and the head of the penis was stuck between the two eyes.

Monica frowned and said, “The daughter's mouth is stuffed with his father's genitalia?”

“That's right.”

Bowman said calmly, “According to the autopsy report, the daughter was menstruating, but she had sex.” After the semen was sampled and identified, it was the father's semen, and it was more than once. “The results of the penis examination showed that there were signs of disruption and damage to the vas deferens, which meant that the time of death should have been during the process of orgasm. After that, the family of three was tortured and killed, and then dismembered. They used the dismantled clothes hangers to pierce through the bodies and hang them on the balcony.”

Willie slammed the table and said angrily, “This damn beast!”

“That's right,” Monica said with disgust, “I might have suffered related stimuli in my childhood. Puzzles, clothes-drying racks, and the like are all revenge games for the shadow of my childhood.”

Judy pursed her lips, flipped through her phone, and said, “Do you know how the people reacted?”

Loggins suddenly said, “What else could it be? If it was in the past, there might have been some changes.”

Everyone looked at each other. They all knew.

Ever since the Death Inquisitor appeared, as long as it was a murder case, the reaction of the people was almost the same.

No, strictly speaking, it was getting stronger and stronger. The public had a strong admiration and need for the Death Inquisitor.

Monica teased, “Let me guess, no one must have mentioned the Death Inquisitor, right?”

Judy scrolled through the comments below the news report:

“Perverted murderer! Too disgusting! Even the pictures made me break out in a cold sweat!”

“This is too disgusting! Stuffing Daddy's genitals into my daughter's mouth! I can't stand it!”

“What kind of sh*t is a scalp jigsaw puzzle! Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle!”

“This family is my neighbor, and they're all very kind…I still can't accept this fact!”

“Stop it! I'm from across the street from them. I almost peed myself when I got up today.”

“The New York Police is a joke! A bunch of trash!”

“The comments above don't glorify the New York Police! Trash can also be recycled.”

“This bunch of trash still wants to catch the Death Inquisitor. Quickly send the salary to the Death Inquisitor!”

“Right now, I don't have any hope for the police at all. I only hope that the Death Inquisitor will quickly take care of this scum!”

“Can the Death Inquisitor execute this bastard? My home is nearby. I don't even dare to go home now.”

“Death Inquisitor, I beg you to take care of this perverted murderer!”

Judy shrugged and said helplessly, “As expected, the ending is the same.”

Ross said seriously, “All right, everyone, hurry up and get to work. Don't chat anymore.”

That night, a figure was under the dim yellow street lamp. Looking at the photo that she had taken, the corners of her mouth curled up wantonly.

The picture was of a woman's head stuffed with a penis.

A sinister laughter filled with complacency rang out, and a fierce gaze was fixed on a nearby house.

Chapter end