Livestream: The Adjudicator Of Death Chapter 112 - Who Says I'm Not Going to Make a Move

Chapter 112: Who Says I’m Not Going to Make a Move

Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

At this moment, everyone in the Zero Major Crimes Unit was looking at a cell phone on the table, silently waiting for the call from Los Angeles.

Ding Ding Ding!

Buzz Buzz Buzz!

At this moment, the cell phone rang.

Loggins immediately picked up the phone and put it on speaker.

“Loggins, why are you looking for me now? I heard that you were demoted because of the Death Inquisitor case? hahaha!”

“Victor, I’m Looking for you because of the Death Inquisitor.”

The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, then said seriously, “Do you think the Death Inquisitor will come to Los Angeles to catch the gut-wrenching hand?”

“That’s right! We all agree that the Death Inquisitor will be making a move!”

“Loggins, you should have guessed it. I’ve already caught the gut-wrenching hand. Now I’m on the way to San Francisco to detain them.”

“That’s great. The Death Inquisitor should still be in Concord City. There’s no way we can make it there in time.”

“Oh right, Loggins, you still owe me a drink! When are you coming to San Francisco? Let’s go have a good drink!”

After that, the two exchanged a few more pleasantries before hanging up the phone.

Ross glanced at the people present. Although the Death Inquisitor did not issue a death notice to the eviscerator and there was no clear evidence to prove that the Inquisitor would make a move, Ross’s intuition and his experience of fighting with the Death Inquisitor many times told him that the Inquisitor would definitely make a move!

This was the first victory in the confrontation between the police and the Death Inquisitor. Everyone understood this, but no one seemed to be happy about the news of the gut-digging hand being caught. On one hand, it was because they had pursued the Inquisitor for such a long time, the first victory had nothing to do with them. On the other hand, they wanted the Death Inquisitor, not the prison executioner, to execute the criminals.

…

The next morning.

After the broadcast ended, Jack went to work, went back to his apartment, had some dinner, and went to bed. It was already eight o’clock in the morning when he woke up.

As usual, Jack turned on his phone and looked at the news feed. Suddenly, he frowned, then relaxed, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

“Interesting,” Jack said with a hint of a cold smile, and there was some excitement in his tone.

On the news feed on the phone this time, there was not much news about Jack’s execution live broadcast yesterday. Instead, dozens of news about the gut-digging hand once again filled the screen of the phone.

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“20 Minutes After the Video of the Intestines Being Removed Is Released, the Los Angeles Police Force Will Arrest the Suspect!”

“The Los Angeles Police Force Will Regain the Glory of the United States Police Force!”

“When Will the New York Police Force Have the Same Efficiency as the Los Angeles Police Force!”

“Reveal the Leader of the Los Angeles Police Force, Captain Victor!”

“The Glory of the United States Police Force! Captain Victor! Explore the Path of the Legendary Captain’s Growth!”

“Los Angeles’ Number One Captain! Multiple Unsolved Cases That Have Been Unsolved for Decades!”

“California Hero, Captain Victor, the Gut-Wrenching Arresting Officer! He Was Once Personally Awarded the Medal of Courage by the Governor!”

“Exclusive News! The Gut-Wrenching Criminals Are Backed up by a Mexican Drug Lord!”

“All Five of the Gut-Wrenching Officers Have Been Arrested. The Pet.i.tion for the Death Inquisitor To Come to Los Angeles Has Been Declared a Failure!”

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Glancing at the news, Jack did not expect that there would be a reporter who could find out the background of the Mexican drug lord. He clicked on it and found that the news had disappeared from the Internet. He casually clicked on the next one.

The news had only been released for about ten minutes, but there were already thousands of comments. Most of them were from California and New York.

“What a pity! The Death Inquisitor won’t be able to execute these sc.u.mbags!”

“It is indeed a pity. Although their fate won’t be as miserable as being executed by the Death Inquisitor live broadcast, it is still acceptable for them to be caught by the police. Their crimes will definitely be sentenced to death!”

“Let me remind you that California has the highest number of people awaiting execution in the United States. It may take a few years or even the longest time to carry out a death sentence!”

“I live in San Francisco. San Quentin Prison is the most famous prison here. There are a lot of executions that have not been carried out for more than ten years.”

“F*ck! When I think of how long these animals can live, I get angry! Ahhhh!”

“If we can’t get the Death Inquisitor to execute them, let’s go pet.i.tion the governor and the judge to execute these sc.u.mbags as soon as possible!”

“That’s right, is there anyone who wants to join us? I’m launching a pet.i.tion on the Internet right now. If there’s anyone who supports me, please follow me first!”

“There’s nothing we can do about it. The Death Inquisitor was still executing Garcia in Concord City yesterday. Not long after the live broadcast ended, he was caught with his intestines removed. It’s too late for the Death Inquisitor to catch them even if he wanted to!”

“Didn’t the Inquisitor kill two people at the New York Police Station last time? Maybe he can do it this time too!”

“Impossible!” The last time was at the police station, and it was in New York. The Death Inquisitor could still think of a way to sneak in, but this time, the executioner had been detained at San Quentin State Prison in San Francisco. This prison was specifically for the detention of felons. It was on an isolated island. Even the Inquisitor couldn’t get in! How could he be executed inside?

“Just because others can’t get in doesn’t mean that the Death Inquisitor can’t!”

“I agree with what you said. With the intelligence of the Inquisitor, I think that he can get in if he wants to, but how can he be executed if a person goes in? He can’t strangle them to death with his hands, right? Don’t deify the Death Inquisitor too much. He’s also a person! Moreover, the Inquisitor never said that he would make a move!”

“That’s right! The murderer has been caught, the Death Inquisitor probably won’t make a move.”

“We don’t need the Death Inquisitor! Having a sheriff like Victor is enough! Moreover, the Death Inquisitor is a murderer! According to the law, isn’t it better to sentence them than cruel lynching? I really don’t know what you guys are thinking!”

“F*ck! You idiot! I hope you can say that the law is better when your wife is raped and killed.”

“These people don’t deserve to die so comfortably, and they should be tortured to death!”

“The Death Inquisitor is the strongest!”

“Anyway, these five sc.u.mbags have been caught. That is the best news!”

Jack scrolled through the comments. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a cold and willful smile.

“Not bad. Very interesting.”

He knew that the security of San Quentin State Prison was very tight. Not only did this not make him give up on the idea, but it also made him even more excited.

Jack raised his head and looked towards the west, towards California. His eyes revealed a dangerous look.

“Well, who says I won’t?”