Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death Chapter 95

“Bastard! Damn Death Inquisitor! You lied to me! I don't have the key on me!” Loggins roared angrily.

When the audience in the live broadcast room heard this, they couldn't help but laugh.

“This guy is really an idiot. He can't really think that the Death Inquisitor will put a key on him and let him open the water tank easily, then slowly wait for the time to end, right?”

“What an idiot! Even my dog knows that the key is just a general term. The key that the Inquisitor mentioned could be hair, fingernails, fingers, or something else.”

“Hair unlock. Even if he knew, would he know these things?”

“I don't think so. He doesn't look very smart.”

Ross and the others couldn't help but cover their faces. They really didn't expect it. They were almost worried to death about Loggins' behavior. Did he not watch the live broadcast of death?

He was really stupid!

Loggins also realized that he had made a very low-level mistake. Just like his plan, the Death Inquisitor was not caught, but he was caught instead.

As he thought of this, he felt very angry.

F*ck!

‘If it is not the real key, then what does the key represent? What else do I have on me? Oh right! The lock! What does the lock look like?'

In his anxiety, Loggins quickly cleared his mind.

So he looked down and found that he could not see the bottom of the glass cover or what the lock looked like.

Loggins gritted his teeth and used his hand to feel around. He found that there was indeed a device at the bottom, but that device was more like an electronic lock than a traditional lock.

Could it be a password lock?

The password to open the lock was written on my body?

Thinking of this, Loggins immediately rolled up his sleeves, but other than a scar on his arm, there was no other number.

Could it have been written on his stomach?

‘I can't see it! Could it be on my leg?'

So Loggins raised his leg again.

In the live broadcast room, watching him scratch his arm and raise his leg, the audience looked at him blankly, completely dumbfounded.

“What is he doing?”

“Scratching, right?”

“Is he allergic to water?”

“He must be allergic to water!”

“Could it be that he wants to shoot one last time before he dies? He's trying to get a feel for it.”

“F*ck! Don't you guys feel that the music today is especially scary? Just listening to the sound is enough to scare me to death!”

“I think so too, but I'm already scared to death, so I didn't say anything.”

Looking at the livestream audience's incessant bullet comments, Jack, who was hidden in the darkness, smiled slightly. It had to be said that this sound effect had really raised the level of the entire livestream to a whole new level. It was a completely intelligent soundtrack. That sound was sometimes desolate, sometimes strange, and sometimes sinister and terrifying. Just listening to the music would make people's heart beat faster, increase their blood pressure, dilate their pupils, and blur their vision.

But that was not the main point. The main point was that there was not much time left for Loggins, and he seemed to have no clue at all.

Jack shook his head and said, “This opponent is not very good.”

In the live broadcast room, there was a close-up shot of the water surface in the glass cover rising very quickly.

Not long after, it had already submerged to the side of Loggins'mouth, and it was about to reach his nose.

Huff, huff, huff!

Loggins panted hard. The glass cover in the cramped space and the damned weird music made him feel fear that he had never felt before. The game that he had no clue about made him feel a sense of loss that he had never felt before.

‘Am I really going to die? Am I, Loggins, really going to leave this world in such an embarrassing way? No! I can't admit defeat! I have to calm down and slow down my heartbeat. I have to buy more time. I have to escape this place alive!'

Suddenly, Loggins stopped all his struggles. His mind slowly calmed down, and he recalled all the previous death broadcasts.

Thinking was the only way to leave this place alive.

Seeing him slowly calm down, Jack nodded slightly. The corners of his mouth curled up and he revealed an expectant smile.

“He finally looks like the leader of the Special Homicide Investigation Team.”

Ross looked at the surface of the water that was about to drown Loggins, and an idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

“That's not right! The key that the Death Inquisitor mentioned is not used to unlock the lock. We have been deceived by him again!”

“If the key is not used to unlock the lock, then what is it used for?” Judy asked with a frown. However, her hands did not stop. She kept throwing Trojan horse data in an attempt to squeeze the Death Broadcast room.

Ross said, “Do you still remember what the Death Judge said? There is a pre-set time lock at the bottom of the glass cover. What he said is a time lock. It doesn't need a key to open at all. Once the time is up, it will open naturally, but the time is definitely not too short!”

The few of them frowned and began to think.

“It seems to be true!”

“If the key he mentioned is not used to open the lock, what is it used to open?”

“Yeah, since he mentioned it, it must be useful, right?”

Monica said, “If this hypothesis is true, then the key that the Death Judge mentioned is the lock of life.”

“Lock of life? What does it mean?”

“I remember the Death Judge also said that the speed of water injection is twice as fast as the speed of outflow. Did you see that? There are two water pipes on the glass cover to inject water. If you can cut off one, then the speed of water injection will be equal to the speed of outflow. In other words, there is no water injection. Do you think one of the two water pipes can be removed?” Hart also said.

“Remove one?”

“That's impossible, isn't it? If that's the case, it would be too easy!”

“Doesn't the Death Inquisitor often do this? Which of his traps is complicated?”

Hiss!

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.

Loggins didn't seem to have tried to remove the water pipe, and they didn't know if he could get it with his hands. However, this idea was very bold, and the two water pipes didn't seem to be particularly sturdy. It was a simple trap. Wasn't it the usual method used by the Death Inquisitor?

If that was really the case, then this game was really too humiliating. The problem was that they were really insulted.

“Even if that's the case and even if we guessed correctly, we can't tell him now. Now, everything is up to him. Let's hope he can come out alive,” Anthony said with a sigh.

In the picture, Loggins raised his head and tried his best to keep his nose up. The water had already risen under his nose. At the last moment when the water submerged his nose, he took a deep breath, trying to hold his breath for a longer time.

Chapter end