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Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death

Jack transmigrated to a parallel world and locked on to a Judge System that provided rewards for punishing evil. Hence, an Adjudicator of Death who stood above the law was hence born. A livestream channel named Deathstream Channel hence appeared in various major livestream platforms, with a judge’s pen and a Death Notice sent to every criminal. *** [Name: Mogul] [Gender:Male:] [Age:45] [Job: CEO of Mogul Group] [Crime: Brutal killing of children] [Punishment:Decapitation] [Name:Natalie ] [Gender:Female ] [Age:33 ] [Job:Vagrant] [Crime:Abduction of women, forcing them into the prostitution of death] [Punishment:removal of limbs and reproductive organs, bleeding to death] [Name: Watton] [Gender:Male] [Age:47] [Job:Mob boss] [Crime:Gang fights, slaughtering civilians ] [Punishment: Death by a thousand cuts and skinning] All who received Death Notices were sent to the Deathstream Channel without exception, for death awaits while everyone in the world would watch as they were punished! No matter where you are or how noble a position you possess, a baptism of blood and fire awaits you once you receive the Death Notices. It is the prelude of death. Sinners—come receive your time of death!

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The Case of Los Angeles

Editor: Simple MTL

Jack looked at the girl in white and nodded.

The girl handed him a random candle and said, "Go light it for her. We are all here to see her off. I hope she can rest in peace."

Jack took the candle. This was the place where he had found the body. He did not expect to walk to this place. He did not expect that so many people would send off the victim, Bun.

When he lit the candle, he found that the candles were arranged to form a few words.

Bun, rest in peace -- Death Inquisitor.

Jack was slightly stunned, and then he put down the candle.

"Bun, rest in peace. The Death Inquisitor has avenged you."

"Bun, rest in peace. Bless the Death Inquisitor. Let him judge a few more bad guys!"

"Wu wu wu...Little Bun, rest in peace. I'll miss you."

The people who sent him off whispered along the way. Jack turned around and left. He walked alone in the night, his figure slowly blending into the darkness.