Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death Chapter 49

Translator: Simple MTL  Editor: Simple MTL

The sun gradually set, and dusk arrived.

Outside New York, the village, the fields, and the setting sun were all so calm. Compared to the crowded and noisy high-rise buildings in the city, it was as if they had entered another world.

A group of children was playing and chasing each other on the north side of Xiwen village.

Bang!

Bang!

Everyone threw the Chinese firecrackers that they had gotten from god-knows-where onto the ground. Even though it wasn't very powerful, it made quite a lot of noise.

“Hey, do you have any more? Let me play a few.”

“I don't have much. I'll give you five.”

“Okay. I'll give you a bag of candy tomorrow!”

“Hurry up, you two. Let's go to the abandoned field to play police and bandit games!”

“Coming, coming…”

Pa!

Pa!

In the field, the sounds of cracking, laughter, and fighting mixed together.

At the end of the day, for more than ten hours, Marcellus was still tenaciously alive, and he had successfully avoided two accidents. Every nerve of his body was excited, and he felt that he had already mastered the skill of avoiding accidental deaths.

'Death Judge, you can't kill me. I have already seen through the death that you designed. Just like when I'm driving now, one deep breath of mine, one turn of my head, and even these words of mine will cause the butterfly effect of a series of events, ultimately causing me to die a few years later. Thirty years, ten years, tomorrow, or today, or the next second. I don't know about these, but I can capture some traces, see the omens, and understand your design, avoiding death in time!' he thought.

At this point, Marcellus took out his pistol and said, “Not only that, after midnight, the game will be over. I will bring my gun, find you, and end your life!”

“F*ck! This guy is so arrogant! How dare he provoke the judge!”

“How dare he say such things to the judge? Just wait for your death!”

“I have to say that this scumbag's brain is not bad. He actually dodged it twice!”

“That's hard to say. Maybe those two times were just feints. I think the judge only wanted to let him think that he could survive before killing him. That's even greater torture!”

“It's better to kill this guy as soon as possible. It's too dangerous to run around with guns.”

The audience kept sending bullet messages to express their worry. Ross was also worried about it. However, he had originally asked his subordinates to expand the encirclement so as not to force Marcellus and the others into a corner. In the end, the encirclement was too big, and they lost track of him.

Marcellus was the only one left. They had to take him down.

“It's quiet around him now. It seems that he has fled to the suburbs outside of New York City. Mobilize everyone and pull up all the surveillance cameras at the major intersections. We have to find him!”

“Yes! I'll make the arrangements right away!” Willie turned around and left.

At this time, the forensic doctor, Bowman, walked in and threw a folder on the conference table.

“The autopsy has been completed. Sidney is suffering from intracranial hemorrhage, a diffuse axonal injury caused by the mutation of the brain tissue. The conclusion is that there is diffuse damage to the brain and brain stem, and he died of a widespread acute death.”

“What about Grimm?” Ross asked.

In fact, everyone knew about Sidney's death. After all, there were so many pencils stuck in his head, so it would be strange if he hadn't died. As for Grimm, everyone felt that his death was very strange.

Bowman slowly said, “Grimm's death was divided into two processes. The first half of the process was when the stomach contents were inhaled into the respiratory tract and blocked the organ, causing suffocation. At that time, he wanted to vomit but didn't manage to vomit, causing the vomit to be inhaled into the trachea. By the time he vomited, it was already a step too late. However, if he was saved in time, it wouldn't have killed him. However, when he saw the scene of Hitler's death, his adrenal glands continued to secrete a large amount of stress hormones such as adrenaline, causing his heart to beat faster, blood circulation to speed up, blood pressure to rise, and his muscles to expand and contract rapidly. This is called a stress reaction. However, because of this, it caused the myocardial fibers to tear and his heart to bleed greatly. His two major organs quickly collapsed one after another. At that time, he was dead for sure!”

Ross's face was solemn. He had seen all the surveillance videos. The deaths of the two were the result of a series of coincidences. If he had to find the source, it would be Police Officer Yori.

If he had not bumped into Monica, the water would not have spilled out. If he did not have bad breath, Grimm would not have coughed so hard. If he had not been so angry and fierce, Grimm would not have been afraid to cover his mouth.

Ross sighed. Although the source of the matter was jolly, he was clearly not the Death Inquisitor. He was just a part of the Death Inquisitor's design—a chess piece.

If he had been like Marcellus and noticed the abnormalities around him in time, there wouldn't have been a tragedy.

'There's only one left. He must catch him with his own hands!' Ross swore in his heart.

Anthony, who was at the side, asked, “How's it going with Hart? Isn't he checking the pen and steel balls?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Hart pushed the door open and came in. His expression was not very good.

“I've checked everything. The Death Inquisitor is very careful and has a strong anti-detection ability. So far, I don't have any valuable clues.”

Seeing the dejected look on his face when he came in, Ross knew this was the result.

Everyone in Task Force Zero felt a shadow in their hearts again.

However, Monica, who had been silent all this time, was pondering over a question. Did the Death Inquisitor come to the police station? If he didn't, then it could only be said that his ability to see through the laws of things was so strong that they couldn't even imagine it. But what if he was there? Who was it?

In the blink of an eye, it was past 11 o'clock. There was less than an hour before the end of the death broadcast.

“F*ck! Why isn't this scum dead yet!”

“From the looks of it, this scum might be able to avoid death!”

“I asked for leave to watch the live broadcast at home today. The judge must succeed. Let's hurry up and let him die!”

“I also asked for leave. I haven't left the house for a day. is the judge still okay today?”

“I almost fell asleep. Is the judge also asleep? There's no movement at all now!”

The audience was unhappy. At this moment, Marcellus drove to the north of Xiwen Village. The village, the fields, and the abandoned field were all asleep. It was very quiet.

“Humph! In less than an hour, Death Judge, I will win for sure!” Marcellus turned off the lights and slowly drove to the abandoned field.

“Sir, we've found Marcellus!” Willie rushed into the room.

Ross jumped up from his seat. “Where is he?”

“In the direction of Xiwen Village!”

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“Let's go!”

Ross personally led the team. They were fully armed. They turned off the police lights and sirens and headed straight for Xiwen Village.

Jack was sitting comfortably in the security room. He narrowed his eyes slightly and the corners of his mouth revealed a cold smile.

“It's time to set off. I have prepared a great gift for all of you.”

Chapter end