Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death Chapter 59

Translator: Simple MTL  Editor: Simple MTL

In front of everyone's eyes, Ross slowly said, “This game doesn't need internal organs at all!”

When this sentence was said, some of the people present thought about it, while others were puzzled.

Willie was the first to ask, “Why won't she need internal organs? What would she use if not her internal organs?”

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

“Do you still remember what the judge said at the beginning?” Ross said. “Use the fruit knife in front of you to remove any parts of your body.”

“He specifically emphasized that he wanted to remove the parts of his body. He also told the myth of Egypt. He also named the game 'The Scales of Death' to mislead Adalind!”

“He said not to use hair because it would block the slide. Hair is not considered an internal organ!”

“In fact, the scale is just an ordinary metal scale. As long as something is heavy enough, it will press down on the scale.”

When the crowd heard this, they were completely shocked!

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

“So? What does it mean?” Willie still asked in confusion.

“So, she doesn't need to use her internal organs to bring down the scale. As long as she doesn't block the slide, she can use anything. She just needs to draw some blood and put the fruit knife in, and she will be saved! Every word of the Death Judge was misleading Adalind, making her subconsciously think that the game was to be completed with blood and internal organs!” Monica explained.

“If she puts her bra in as well, there will be less blood drawn,” Judy added with a red face.

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

“That's right. It's that simple.”

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

Everyone looked helpless. According to what you said, our IQ is not even as good as a pig's?

“Of course we are not pigs!” Bowman said helplessly.

“Step by step, he misled us, making us slowly fall into the trap of thinking. Our eyes can only see what he wants us to see, and we ignore the answer that is placed in front of us. He is like a hunter, a patient poisonous spider, letting everyone slip into his death spider web bit by bit!”

“This Death Inquisitor is really too terrifying!”

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

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

At this moment, in the live broadcast room…

Adalind had already cut off all the organs that she could cut off. The kidneys, appendix, half of the liver, and gallbladder had also begun to draw blood.

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

“Faster! Draw faster! There's no time!”

“The internal organs have been cut. I don't want to die here!”

A mournful wail sounded in the room. Adalind no longer looked like a human, but more like an evil spirit that had climbed up from hell.

The cut on her lower abdomen was hanging on both sides. The edge of the cut was very messy, and a few pieces of flesh fell down from time to time. The abdominal cavity was not as clear as it was when the cut was made, and many of the internal organs were already broken. Half of his liver made people's hair stand on end. The uncut internal organs were also submerged in the blood. Her entire stomach was like a garbage can filled with animal residue in a slaughterhouse. It was very scary!

The red timer on the television was still ticking.

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

“Twenty-nine.”

“Twenty-eight.”

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

Watching Adalind let out a miserable cry, the live broadcast room was boiling.

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

“This b*tch, hurry up and die!”

“It's finally here. Did you watch the live broadcast just to wait for this moment?!”

“I didn't. I enjoyed watching the torture in front of me!”

“I also watched the torture in front of me. Cutting open my stomach and cutting off my internal organs was too exciting!”

“It's so bloody. How can you watch it? I covered it with my hands. I even turned off the sound!”

“I was scared too. I turned off the screen to watch it. But at the last moment of execution, I have to open my eyes wide and watch carefully with the sound!”

The bullet screens in the live broadcast room continued to drift, but Jack's voice continued to sound.

“Three.”

“Two.”

“One.”

Bang!

A loud sound echoed in the room!

Just as Jack counted down to one, the red high heels stabbed Adalind's eyes!

But at the same time, enough blood was drawn, and the scales were balanced. The iron lock on Adalind's head was untied, and she instantly tilted her head!

The red high heels hit the iron chair, directly breaking the 15-centimeter heel.

“I survived! I survived!” Adalind laughed like crazy, spitting out blood.

Jack's cold and hoarse voice sounded again. “Congratulations on balancing the balance in time, but I'm very curious, why didn't you put the bra and fruit knife in?”

Adalind, who had been laughing a moment ago, was stunned when she heard this. She whispered, “What?”

“You lied to me! You lied to me! You said that you wanted me to put in my organs and blood! Ahhhhh!”

Hearing Jack's words, Adalind was not the only one who went crazy. The live broadcast room was also boiling with excitement.

“What! Fruit knife?! Why didn't we think of that!”

“Oh my god! This is a genius design! This kind of thinking trap! This kind of misdirection! The judge is too amazing!”

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

“A huge loophole, a simple method, coupled with a sophisticated and perfect psychological misdirection—the effect of deceiving everyone was achieved! The Death Judge is definitely the most genius psychologist in the 21st century!”

“That's right! The most talented psychologist! Who is the Inquisitor? ! It can't be an old man, right?”

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

“I don't believe it. The Inquisitor is definitely a handsome young man!”

Chapter end