Chapter 130: The Person Who Surpasses the Master

Morses words instantly stirred up the entire live broadcast room.

Where is he? Where is he! Why didnt I see him?!

What does he look like? Is he handsome? Is he handsome?

This idiot must have been scared out of his wits! How could the Death Inquisitor appear? It was still unknown how many people in the United States were watching the live broadcast. The police estimated that there were at least several thousand people watching. Wouldnt it be courting death to show their faces at this time? Would the Death Inquisitor be so stupid?

Its not impossible. The Death Inquisitor can wear a mask!

Thats right! Its also possible to wear a mask! The Inquisitor, come out and let us take a look!

Come out on camera! Its also possible to wear a mask!

Let us take a look at you, Death Inquisitor!

At this time, the most nervous and excited people were the people from the Zero Major Crimes Unit. Ross and the others were on the edge of their seats.

For so long, the Death Judge had been very mysterious. They had never touched the corner of his clothes. Was he really going to appear this time?

Even if he was wearing a mask, once he appeared, a lot of information such as his body size and height would be exposed. For the police, this was the best news!

Judy, we must record this death broadcast well! After the broadcast, I want to watch it frame by frame! Ross said to Judy with excitement.

Do you think he will appear? Monica asked.

Ross nodded slightly and said, For so long, we dont know him at all except for an incomplete back view. He is very confident now, but when a person is too confident, he will become very inflated and complacent. I hope he has inflated, so that he can leave us more useful information!

I have a feeling that the distance between us and him is getting closer and closer!

Judy shook her head and said, Leader, if I remember correctly, how many times have you had this feeling?

Judys words immediately made Ross look helpless and the man didnt know what to say.

Barzel turned around and looked outside the garden. It was pitch-black outside and there was nothing, but he had a very uneasy feeling. There was an ominous aura in the darkness outside, as if there was really something hidden inside.

Barzel retracted his gaze, took a deep breath, and said, Theres nothing. Dont think about it anymore. Come and save me!

Morse held his phone and looked carefully at the ground. When he walked to Barzel, he saw Barzels bloody arm and the terrifying beast trap. He could not help but suck in a cold breath.

Bear with it. Ill open it for you right away. After making sure that there were no other beast traps around, Morse put the phone back into his pocket. He used both his hands and feet to press the pressure plate on one side of the trap, but the trap did not move at all.

Impossible!

Morse frowned and said, I cant press it! Focus the light on it!

Barzel turned the light of the phone over and took a closer look. He saw that there was a steel bar standing up under the pressure plate, just like a bolt that was pressing against the pressure plate, and that bolt came out from a small iron box that was installed below. There was a keyhole on the iron box.

F*ck! This thing wont open at all! Morse cursed, Wait here. Ill go back and discuss with them first!

Dont go! Dont go!

Barzels face was full of despair. The blood on his arm was still flowing. He felt like he was about to collapse.

Save me! Save me!

Morse ignored Barzels cry for help and left without looking back. He did not want to stay outside for even a second. He felt like he was being watched outside, and this feeling made him very anxious, so when he saw that he could not save Barzel, he decisively chose to return.

Entering the bright room again, Morse heaved a sigh of relief.

Why did you come back alone?

Theres a trap on that animal trap. It cant be opened at all. It seems like it needs a key, Morse replied.

At this time, Rainier walked in front of Morse with a big hammer and said, Because of your selfishness and cowardice, first you dug out one of my eyes, and now youve trapped Barzel. Finish the third small game by yourself!

Thats right! Barzel cant get the mirror back. Now break the bone in your left foot! Paulette added.

Barnett, who was at the side, agreed. He nodded and looked at Morse coldly.

Dont play any tricks! Use more strength. Dont forget that it has to break into more than eight pieces!

F*ck!

Morse took the big hammer and glared at the three people.

He squatted down with the big hammer, extended his left foot slightly, and then raised the big hammer in his right hand.

Bang!

His right hand smashed the big hammer down, and Morse immediately fell to the ground screaming.

One could see that his shoes had completely burst open, and blood flowed out from within. The entire arch of his foot had shattered and caved in, and his entire left foot had been completely crippled.

At this moment, the screen flashed.

The third game was completed.

The fourth five-minute countdown began.

At the NYPD, meanwhile

Everyone was anxiously waiting. Perhaps the next one would be one of them.

Soon, Loggins cell phone rang.

The fourth game had already been sent to his cell phone.

Everyone looked at Loggins with a hint of envy in their eyes.

Why had all three of them become lucky participants? They were all members of the Zero Major Crimes Squad, but the others were feeling envious that they had not been chosen.

Monica was the most envious. Although she had not been in psychology for a long time and had only graduated from university a few years ago, she had shown extraordinary talent in the field of psychology since university, and she always thought that she would become one of the pioneers of psychology and completely change psychology.

Working in the police system was also to get access to the psychological activities of more criminals, to get more information that could be studied, but until she met the Death Inquisitor, all her pride was shattered.

What is a genius in psychology?

What was one of the people most likely to revolutionize psychology?

And what was once said by her college tutor was that she would become one of the most important figures in the history of psychology and that sooner or later she would become a scholar who would stand shoulder to shoulder with Freud and with Jung.

All this praise, after meeting the Death Inquisitor, seemed like a joke.

If she was one of the people most likely to revolutionize psychology, sooner or later she would become a scholar who would stand shoulder to shoulder with a former master.

The Death Inquisitor has long since become a person who has surpassed the master.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is the greatest genius in the history of psychology.

If the Death Inquisitor decides to make himself and his identity known, she can research his psyche or make it an exclusive feature or coverage, and it will be the most important scientific achievement of the 21st century.