Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death

Jack opened the door. It was Aisha.

"I went to the Empire State Building to look for you. Thompson said that you resigned, so I came here. I hope I didn't disturb you," Aisha whispered with her head slightly lowered, like a child who had done something wrong.

Jack didn't want to attract too much attention, but it was impossible for him to be completely alone. If he really was completely alone and didn't have any interpersonal relationships, he would be a weirdo in the eyes of others, which would attract even more attention.

"Well, the job at the Empire State Building is too boring. I'm going to change to another job." After saying that, Jack closed the door.

"I'm going out for dinner. Do you want to come?"

"Of course!" Aisha caught up and raised her head to ask, "Do you want me to introduce you to a new job?"

"You can introduce me to a job?"

"Of course, it's definitely more than what you earn at the Empire State Building!"

"What job?"

"Nightclub security. It pays 8,000 dollars a month."

Jack frowned slightly. If he was looking for a target inside, it would be very easy for the police to find their common ground. If that was the case, it would be very easy to expose himself. He absolutely could not let himself become that kind of person. Wherever he went, death would follow, and that's something the police should never figure out.

"You are so young, why are you still—"

"Don't think too much. That nightclub is run by my mother. She has been recruiting people recently."

Jack nodded and did not say anything else. He did not refuse or accept.

The two of them went downstairs and walked along the sidewalk. They went south and crossed two streets. When they walked further, they only heard someone shouting.

"Murder! Murder!"

"How cruel! It's too scary!"

"Who did it! Quickly post it on the Internet and petition the Death Inquisitor to act on it! "

"That's right! Ask the Inquisitor to catch the suspect! "

"I say we call the police first!"

Jack frowned. He only saw that there was a circle of people in front of him, and all the cars on the road were blocked.

"Let's go and take a look."

Jack quickened his pace. Aisha's face was pale as she grabbed the corner of Jack's shirt.

At that time, the police had not yet arrived at the scene.

Jack squeezed through with Aisha. Before they could enter, they could smell a strong smell of blood.

"F*ck!"

Jack did not need to look to know that the scene of death must be very cruel and bloody.

A little further, Jack saw a small car in his field of vision. At this time, the two doors of the car in front were open. The head of the deceased was missing and blood was still flowing from the neck. However, judging from the figure, he could tell that the victim was a woman. Moreover, the skin on her face had been cut off and stuck to the windshield of the car. There were words written in blood on it.

The Death Inquisitor!

Jack took a look and his eyes suddenly shrank. He knew that woman. She was the woman from the clothing store yesterday. She had not spoken to him, but he could not be mistaken.

"Don't look."

Seeing that Aisha was also stretching out her head to look, Jack reached out and covered her big eyes.

The strong and bloody visual impact shocked everyone's brains.

Some people even vomited on the spot the moment they saw it.

But soon, the ignored bloody words were still discovered by others.

"Look, the Death Inquisitor! It was the Death Inquisitor who killed her!"

"If that's the case, this woman definitely deserves to die! Maybe it was some rich man's lover who killed someone else's wife!"

"That's right! Since it was the Death Inquisitor who killed her, then it must be true. This woman definitely deserves to die!"

"Bah!"

While everyone was talking, someone even began to spit on the car.

Jack watched coldly from behind the crowd without saying a word. He only needed three seconds to memorize everything within the range of his eyes. He remembered even the smallest details.

The control panel of the car was covered in blood. There was a small human bone on it. From the thickness and curvature of the bone, Jack could determine that it was a human skull.

"This skull should be the skull of the deceased. Could it be that the head of the deceased was smashed?"

Thinking of this, Jack turned to the left side of the car and looked through the open door. He only saw that the driver's seat was covered in blood. It was broken. He still had a few pieces of broken bones, which were also skulls.

Jack frowned. At this time, the police came and quickly set up a cordon. Then, the recording staff began to take photos of every detail and investigate the scene. Then, two forensic doctors went on stage, when one of them opened the storage box of the passenger seat.

Whoosh!

A stream of flesh and blood poured down from inside. Eyeballs, minced meat, bone fragments, and hair were completely mixed together. There was also some white thick material mixed in the middle.

Without thinking, it was obvious that the white thick matter was brain matter.

"F*ck! This murderer is too cruel!"

The forensic doctor wearing a mask immediately cursed.

The surrounding people were even scared to the point of screaming. There were even children who were so scared that they started crying.

"F*ck! Her head was directly shattered!"

"This woman died really miserably! Her head was smashed!"

"Let's go! It's too scary! My son was so scared that he cried!"

"Are you stupid? How dare you let a child see such a scene?"

The crowd began to discuss again. Many of them chose to leave. Those who were braver chose to take out their phones to take photos.

Jack quietly watched for a while. He saw that the recording staff and the medical examiner did not find any possible murder weapon, nor did they find a card like a death notice. Therefore, Jack took Aisha and left. During this time, Aisha's eyes were covered by him, but she could smell the strong smell of blood and hear the discussions of the people around her. If it were any other time, she might have been afraid, but at that moment, she was very calm, because the pair of big hands in front of her gave her a special sense of security.

"I heard someone say that the Death Inquisitor killed her?" she muttered.

Jack said calmly, "Who knows? The words 'Death Inquisitor' are written on the windshield, but it doesn't mean that it was done by the Death Inquisitor."

"Well, it sounds more like a frame-up to me!"

"Don't worry about it. These matters will be handled by the police. Let's go eat."

"You've seen the scene of the death. Can you still eat now? I heard the people around me talking about it, so I know it was disgusting!"

"It's okay. I eat bland food." Jack nodded.

After eating a little, he said goodbye to Elsa and returned to the scene of death. The car and the body had been moved away, but the bright-red blood on the ground was still there.

Jack walked from south to north. It seemed like he was walking randomly, no different from the pedestrians around him. However, this time, he especially observed the traces on the ground and the surrounding environment. He found many problems. He already had a complete and clear image in his mind of the entire crime scene, including what was happening in the surrounding surveillance cameras.