Chapter 44: Entering the New York Police Department

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The Orlando apartment was a very unremarkable bachelor apartment.

After Jack returned, he sorted out the current situation and lit up a cigarette. Just like his plan, he watched the live broadcast while waiting for the police to arrive.

Knock, Knock, knock.

In the quiet early morning, the door was suddenly knocked. If it was anyone else, they would be a little scared. After all, the live broadcast of death these days was indeed very terrifying.

But Jack was the Death Inquisitor himself. He could feel only excitement in his heart!

Soon, he was going to be executed at the police station!

Who is it? Knocking on the door in the middle of the night? You motherf*cker! You want to die? Jack cursed as he went over to open the door.

Jack tried his best to act like a normal person. If he was too cooperative and too calm, it would be easier to arouse the polices vigilance.

Police!

Willie was so angry that he wanted to kick the door open and then punch Jack to the ground!

Hearing the anger in the other partys words, Jack smiled coldly and opened the door with a click. However, the safety lock was not opened.

Police? What are you guys doing here? Could it be that watching Pornhub at home is also against the law? Jack directly ignored Willie and looked at Monica, who had a hot figure and delicate facial features. Then, he let out a very strange sneer.

He wanted to act like a wretched man and cause the other party to be angry and despise him. The more he acted like this, the fewer chances of them believing that he was the Death Judge.

Willie shouted angrily, Kid, the police are handling a case. Open the door for me!

F*ck! Who do you think you are? Open it just like that? If you say you are the police, then you are the police? You look like a murderer to me. Dont go! I will call the police right now! As Jack spoke, he took out his phone and opened the dialing interface.

Monica shook her head.

She was very disappointed with Rosss judgment.

How could such a person be the Death Judge?

He was simply a scoundrel! A hooligan!

She thought that although the Death Judge might be a psychopath, he looked like a middle-aged man with very elegant manners. He definitely could not be such a hooligan.

All right. Stop arguing. This is my identification card! Monica said as she took out her police officer identification card.

Jack took a look. He pretended to be embarrassed and said, You really are a police officer. Im really sorry. I thought you were a criminal. You also know that now that the Death Inquisitor has appeared, I realized how bad the security in New York is. To be honest with you, Im the same as you. Im a security guard. He laughed a little.

Willie smiled coldly and said with contempt, Security guard and policeman? How can they be the same?

Jack snorted and said to Monica, Oh right, officer, this is the murderer you caught, right? Why isnt he wearing handcuffs? Dont let him run away. He looks so strong. It would be very dangerous if he ran away.

You are the murderer. I am the police officer! Willies burly body trembled in anger as he took out his officers badge.

Jack took a look and opened the system panel.

Willie:

Sin value: 40 (maximum value of 50)

Force value: 50 (maximum value of 55)

Monica:

Sin value: 30 (maximum value of 40)

Force value: 40 (maximum value 45)

Jack paid a little attention to Monica. There was a hint of wariness in her eyes. Her heart was like a fortress. It was the characteristic of a typical psychologist. This type of person liked to dig into the hearts of others. However, they were also constantly on guard against others. Their occupational attributes could be seen at a glance, but this kind of person had to be careful.

Jack opened the safety lock, and in a serious tone, said, Officers, why are you looking for me? Its already so late.

We suspect that you are related to the recent live broadcast of death. Please follow us back to the police station to assist in the investigation. Monica looked at Jack with a scrutinizing gaze.

Jack frowned and asked, I dont quite understand. What can I have to do with the live broadcast of death?

Its nothing. Its just a process. You should be back before dawn, Monica said lightly.

All right then. As a security guard, Ill cooperate with your work!

Monica nodded and glanced around the room. She didnt find anything suspicious, so she said, Okay. Then come with us!

Not long after, Jack arrived at the New York police station. The moment he got out of the car, his gaze became somewhat contemptuous. This was a plan without any loopholes. The police had personally invited him here, and then he would kill Hitler and Grimm. No one would find out, and the police would send him back.

He even felt that this plan was so perfect! It was so full of beauty!

Of course,