Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death

Five minutes later, Judy collapsed on the table with a face full of sweat and exhaustion. Her ten slender fingers trembled slightly. Then, she looked at the computer screen and saw that the death mask was slowly sending messages.

"The virus has finally been eliminated," Judy said weakly.

"Sister Judy, you are the best!"

"Thank you for your hard work."

Everyone tried to cheer her up. Ross looked at Judy, who was exhausted. He clenched his fists slightly, and his heart ached.

With a face full of self-blame, Judy said, "The virus has been cleared, but he browsed through our interrogation data and also stole a file—an S-rank file."

"S-rank file…Is there anything else?"

"No."

Ross fell into deep thought.

S-rank files were filled with unsolved mystery cases that the police had not solved for many years. The cases were either too difficult to solve or too brutal. These were crimes that were beyond human imagination.

Some of these cases had been reported by the media, and some were treated as if nothing had happened. Other than the internal senior police officers, no one had access to these cases.

"What does he want S-grade files for?" Ross frowned and pondered.

Monica said, "If my deduction is correct, he is preparing to operate on these criminals!"

"If that's the case, then isn't he helping us solve these cases?"

Willie, on the other hand, looked relaxed and said with dissatisfaction, "Those criminals have always been at large. Until now, they have not been caught. It is as if they have vanished from the face of the Earth. If the Death Judge makes a move, it is not a bad thing, right? That way, New York will finally be able to get rid of these scumbags."

Ross stared at Willie. "You have been brainwashed by him. You must always remember that you are a police officer and that he is a criminal."

"Don't you realize that he has already stepped above the law step by step? Moreover, he is getting more and more recognized by the public. This is a terrible thing. No one knows what he will do next. He is not the embodiment of justice. He is just an extremely dangerous criminal."

Willie was reprimanded on the spot. He knew that he was being too emotional. He did not deny this point.

However, putting aside the fact that he had committed a crime, the people that the Death Judge had killed were all extremely evil people.

Ross took a deep breath, and he said, "Now, we have reason to believe that the Death Judge has done so many things in order to set a trap for us. He deliberately left the computer behind and stole the S-grade files. He has gone to such great lengths. In the future, he will definitely make a big move. Let's see what he can do!"

His helplessness was also felt by everyone.

He voiced out the melancholy in his heart.

In the darkness, Jack revealed a cold smile.

"Judy is a genius."

The virus he used was bought in the system store. It was called the SS-grade theft virus. This virus could quickly penetrate the internal network and steal the information he wanted.

The difficulty of cracking it was SS-grade. Under normal circumstances, a top-notch hacker would need at least 30 minutes to crack it, but it took Judy only five minutes. It could be seen that her ability was extraordinary. According to the evaluation of humans, she should be at her peak.

Jack then opened the S-grade file. There was a top-secret SS seal in it. It was arranged neatly from top to bottom.

In the serial murder case folder, he found a file of a brutal crime. The victim was female. Her neck was cut open, her top was pushed to her chest, her lower body was naked, and her uterus was dug out and filled with stones. There were 81 knife wounds all over her body. The degree of brutality was Grade A.

In the Shattercastle case, the victim was female. Her body was heated and steamed. More than 2,000 pieces were cut. Her head and internal organs were cooked and then dumped somewhere. The degree of the tragedy was rated S.

There was another brutal case involving children.. The East City Kindergarten's pick-up car had gone missing near the upriver road. After investigation, it was found that they had died in a lime pit one kilometer away. The skin of 20 people had festered and fallen off, leaving only their bones.

The degree of the tragedy was rated SS.

Jack looked at a few random cases. Each of them was a heinous crime. There was at least one victim, and at most, ten victims.

Under the dim light, his eyes were filled with evil and bloodlust. He revealed a sinister smile and closed the file. "Next, we can play a lot of games."

At this moment, in a villa in New York City…

In the huge living room, five people were smoking silently. The entire living room was shrouded in smoke.

Cough cough.

Atlee coughed twice and looked at Wilcox with dissatisfaction. "Just now, the Death Judge will be wiped out by the police. How do you expect us to believe in your strength? You might even give us up. I don't want to go to jail."

Sitting opposite him was Wilcox. He glanced at Atlee, his eyelids twitched twice, and his gaze was cold.

"Yes, we invested so much money to kill the Death Inquisitor, but now we haven't caught him. Instead, we're in trouble," Blur said.

"You've disappointed us too much. Now that the Death Judge will be wiped out, the police will soon find out about us. You've made us miserable." Reg snorted heavily.

Atlee suggested, "I think we should call it a day. Let's agree on what we're going to say so that we don't get burned."

"Right, right. When the police find us, it'll be easier to deal with them."

At this time, Wilcox suddenly laughed out loud without any warning.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Don't worry about him. He's a lunatic."

Wilcox's smile disappeared and he slowly stood up. He looked down at the few of them and shook his head. "I think it's too troublesome for all of you to make a confession. I have an even simpler method."

His smile was a little terrifying in their eyes. It was even terrifying.

A bad premonition arose in their hearts.

"What method?" Atley's tone was a little shaky.

"Hehe! There's no need to make a confession after you're dead." After Wilcox finished speaking, a pitch-black dagger appeared in his hand.

Swish!

The blade flashed and drew a perfect arc in the air.

Atlee's carotid artery was directly cut off, spurting out a stream of blood and spraying onto the bodies of the people next to him.

Blur, Reg, and the others were so scared that their faces turned pale.

"Ah, help! PFFT!"

As soon as Blur finished speaking, he felt a chill in his throat. He immediately covered his neck and fell to the ground, twitching uncontrollably.

"F*ck! I'll fight you to the death!"

Reg's face was full of malevolence. His blood was also aroused. He picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed it over.

Wilcox grinned hideously. His body flashed, and he dodged the attack like a bolt of lightning.

"PFFT, PFFT, PFFT…"

After more than ten strikes, Reg was killed instantly.

After three people were killed in the blink of an eye, Peter was left kneeling on the ground and kowtowing on the floor.

"Mr. Wilcox, we have no grudges in the past and no grudges in the recent days. I don't doubt your strength. Please let me go. I…I will give you all the money."

He knocked hard, and blood gushed out.

Wilcox looked at his terrifying expression, licked the blood on the blade, and stepped on his head hard. "I just like your humble appearance. Don't you want revenge?"

"Hatred will only make you suffer. Let me help you!"

Wilcox sneered and did not notice Peter's abnormality at all. At this time, a sharp pain suddenly came from below. A sharp knife was inserted into his chest, and it had completely sunk in, and blood gushed out.

"You…"

He widened his eyes and looked at Peter, who was laughing coldly. He died with his eyes wide open.

"You talk too much!"

Peter's gaze became bloodthirsty and sinister. It was completely opposite to his humble appearance just now.