Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death - Chapter 109 - Testing Game
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Chapter 109 - Testing Game

Chapter 109: Testing Game

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In the NYPD, the Zero Major Crimes Unit was abuzz

The Death Inquisitor is trying to kill him!

Isnt it good to kill him? This person is a scumbag. Even if he comes out alive, he will be sentenced to death!

If this popsicle is melted by his hands, Garcias hands will turn into bones.

What Im thinking now is, can this thick popsicle really be melted in three minutes?

At this moment, Ross was holding a pen in his hand. He closed his eyes slightly and kept repeating every sentence of the Death Inquisitor.

All seemingly complicated things have a certain logic, and there is only one logical logic, and that is the truth.

After saying this, Ross analyzed further. If my deduction is correct, if that popsicle is pure water, then it wont melt with just two hands within three minutes. However, that popsicle was not frozen by pure water. It should have been mixed with saltwater. You may not have noticed Garcias expression just now. Just now, in addition to the fear and pain, he also showed a trace of shock because he discovered that the popsicle is pure saltwater!

Oh my God. iIs covered with iron filings, and now the wound is sprinkled with a little salt. This death judge is really ruthless! After listening to Rosss analysis, Willie felt a pain in his hand. He couldnt imagine it.

Youre wrong. Although it will be more painful this way, you forgot one thing. The freezing point of saltwater is lower than pure water. In winter, when the roads are frozen, we will sprinkle some salt to melt the ice and snow. Therefore, while it is painful, the saltwater can also speed up the melting speed of the popsicle. Moreover, the blood can also speed up the melting of the popsicle to a certain extent. While it is painful, there is also hope for survival. Therefore, although the Death Inquisitor tortured him, he was also given a way to survive.

After Ross said that, everyone understood this and nodded at the same time.

I really dont know how the Death Inquisitors brain grew out! This is too smart!

Why is his thinking strategy always so strange?

Ross said calmly, In his words, he is just a relatively smart pervert. There is always a logical logic behind complex things. As long as we find this logic, we can explain everything that the Death Inquisitor designed.

Monica looked at Ross with admiration and said, I didnt expect you to learn so quickly.

Hearing the praise, Ross was a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and said, Under the suppression of the Death Inquisitors IQ, after such a long time, you wouldnt have a choice but to improve to keep up.

At this time, Judy asked, Oh, are you two in a relationship?

Go away! Did you find Garcia? Ross immediately changed the topic.

Ill be done soon.

Shua!

Garcias check-in information appeared on the computer screen. The hotel he checked into was in Concord.

Concord City! He went to Concord City, New Hampshire!

Theres no mistake about the address. Hes in Concord City. I also hacked into Garcias email and found this.

PA!

Judy tapped on the enter key with her finger, and a black card with red words appeared on the screen:

Death Notice.

Ross looked at the date of the receipt and said, In that case, he received the death notice yesterday and escaped overnight. In the end, he was caught by the Death Judge, which means that the Death Judge followed him. In that case, let the police near the highway help us investigate and find Garcias escape route. Then, we will look for suspicious vehicles, especially SUVs and trucks on this route.

Yes, sir!

Also, Willie, immediately contact the local police in Concord City and the person in charge of the hotel. Immediately organize a rescue!

Its too late. Theres still one minute left. He can only save himself, Monica said while staring at the screen.

How could Ross not know? But he had to try. He glanced at Willie and said, Make the call.

Yes, sir!

She knew that it was useless, but she still had to do it. Although it was useless, Monica appreciated Rosss attitude of not giving up.

Do you think this live broadcast is a little strange?

There are many strange things. Did you find anything? Ross asked.

Concord City is more than 200 miles away from us. From the current clues, we can tell that the Death Inquisitor could have done it before he left New York, but why did he choose this method?

You mean, this live broadcast is a test?

Yes, this is a test. He is testing his ability to move, so there are no particularly complicated props. Moreover, the live broadcast space has changed from a sealed secret room to a random place, where the torturers rest. So I think this is a test, a simple transition game. Im guessing that the next location of his live broadcast should be Los Angeles, California.

Gut-digging hand?!

The two of them exchanged a look and came to a consensus.

At this time, in the live broadcast room, Garcias hands were already badly mutilated. Pieces of minced meat slid off the popsicle with blood, falling onto the floor. The melted saltwater kept washing his wounds, it brought intense pain.

F*ck! F*ck you! Garcia roared in his heart. It was too painful, too torturous. It was so painful that his bones were in pain. His bones were already exposed.

Ah ah ah! Why me? Who can save me? Garcia begged silently. His hands could not stop trembling. At this moment, he was extremely desperate and extremely terrified.

Beep Beep Beep!

The sound of the timer suddenly became urgent. In an instant, Garcias heart suddenly contracted. Looking at the time, there were still thirty seconds left.

Bastard! Damn bastard, I dont want to die, I dont want to die! Ah ah ah! Garcia shouted in his heart. Looking at the ice lolly that was already half melted, he suddenly became crazy. His two hands suddenly became machine-like, madly rubbing against the ice lolly.

The sound of the bones rubbing against the iron chips made peoples hair stand on end. However, the bones were hard. Due to the presence of the iron chips, the speed of melting became faster.

Soon, the popsicle had already melted. He was already 70% done. The middle part had become very thin. Seeing this scene, Garcia directly used the blood-dripping bone of his hand to grab it.

Crack!

The popsicle broke, and the key was already in Garcias hand.

I did it, I did it! I did it! Garcia was a little surprised, but when he looked at the countdown, the surprise instantly turned into fear.

Six, five, four