novelThe Case of the Hobo Abuse
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Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL
Ross squatted on the ground and smoked one cigarette after another. All over the ground beside him were cigarette butts.
Teasing!
Humiliation!
He had led Task Force Zero to be completely fooled by the Death Inquisitor. They now looked like monkeys!
He was an outstanding sheriff in the New York Police Department. He had been awarded the Medal of Merit many times, but now he was in such a sorry state.
Ross took out his phone and called Terrence.
"Chief Superintendent, I apply to withdraw from Task Force Zero. I don't have the ability to solve this case. I'm no match for the Death Inquisitor!"
Anthony, who was standing at the side, felt very uncomfortable after hearing this. Although he and Ross used to be competitors, work was work. Moreover, it was Ross who applied and asked to be transferred to Task Force Zero. He was very grateful in his heart, but he was somehow hurt that Ross was acting that way.
There was a moment of silence.
Terrence's voice sounded on the phone."I watched the entire death broadcast this time. Do you know why I named the Task Force Zero instead of number one, number two, and number three?"
Ross had never thought of it. He had never wondered why.
"Why?" Ross was not in the mood to care about these things and asked casually.
"Task Force Zero... I wanted all of you to start from scratch. Why did the Death Inquisitor defeat you so easily? To make you collapse? It was because all of you were fighting against the Death Inquisitor with pride. All of you were once the most outstanding people. There was pride in your blood. You thought that you could easily capture the Death Inquisitor, but now you have met a strong opponent. He made all of you completely fail. Your pride was shattered, and your entire person collapsed! Is this the attitude and spirit that a New York police officer should have?"
The corner of Ross's mouth twitched slightly.
"Let go of the pride and honor of the past. Now, from scratch, arrest the Death Inquisitor. This is what a real New York police officer should be like!"
Ross's eyes were a little moist. Indeed, he used to have many honors and was very proud. He realized that he had been blindly confident until he met the Death Inquisitor. He was defeated by the Death Inquisitor time and time again.
"Chief Superintendent, I was wrong!" Ross muttered.
"Face yourself and face your opponent. You still have a long way to go!" Terrence sighed and continued, "The higher-ups are very serious about this case, but you don't have to bear a burden. The Death Inquisitor has very good public support, and his live broadcast did not cause public panic. Therefore, the higher-ups instructed that while investigating the Death Inquisitor, carefully investigate the criminal acts of the sentenced person, and release the investigation results in a timely manner to minimize the social impact. Isn't the live broadcast room impossible to shut down? Then delete all the recorded videos that are circulating on the Internet and block everything related to the Death Inquisitor. After doing all this, we will continue to investigate bit by bit. We cannot relax at all. In the end, it will be best if we can solve the case. After all, the Death Inquisitor is still a criminal. Do you understand what I mean?"𝒇𝒓ℯewe𝒃𝓷o𝘃𝒆𝒍 - 🅽🅽novel
Ross understood. The conclusion was that if they could solve the case, that would be good. If they could not solve the case, they would reduce the social impact. However, they had to keep pursuing the case. They could not allow the Death Inquisitor to continue to be arrogant!
"Chief Superintendent, I understand. I have disappointed you just now!"
"All right. Don't be too conceited and don't be too self-abased. Rest well tonight. I will meet you all tomorrow."
Da Da Da Da.
The high heels hit the floor, and the sound was very clear and loud.
Adalind was wearing black silk, which wrapped her slender and beautiful legs very well. On her feet was a pair of 15-centimeter red high heels. She carried a bag in the crook of her arm as she walked into the hotel lobby. Her long hair draped over her shoulders, her curvy buttocks and big breasts swaying along with her steps, especially attracting everyone's attention.
The lady on duty looked up at her and couldn't help but envy her figure and face.
However, while she was signing up on the registry, the lady on duty looked behind her and realized that there was a very slovenly man who looked like a tramp. The lady on duty revealed a very disdainful gaze.
She registered, paid the bill, and went upstairs with the room card.
Adalind went upstairs. The lady on duty was about to chase the tramp out when she heard the tramp speak first.
"I want to get a room." The tramp took out the money and slapped it on the table. His eyes kept wandering around the lady on duty, and his expression was very wretched.
The lady on duty looked at the tramp with contempt and disdain. She didn't know where this tramp got the money to pay for the room, but out of professional courtesy, she still booked a room for him according to the tramp's request.
After the tramp went upstairs, the lady on duty lay on the table and continued to sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of high heels came again. Adalind came down. This time, she took off her stockings. Her fair, slender legs were almost perfect, but her red high heels seemed to be brighter.
Because Thompson worked 24 hours straight, Jack also had to work 24 hours straight.
At seven o'clock in the morning, there were a lot of people in the Empire State Building. The office workers flooded into the building like a tide.
Jack was a little sleepy and yawned.
"Hey, did you see the news about beating up homeless people?"
"Yes, I was so angry that I didn't even eat in the morning. It's too f*cking cruel! How could a homeless person be bullied!"
"People nowadays are really perverted. How could they have the heart to do that?"
"The problem is that the law has no deterrent effect on such people. They don't even want to care about bullying a homeless police officer who has no status!"
"We really should let the Death Inquisitor arrest and interrogate them. We should torture such people!"
"Right, right, right. If everyone goes online to petition, the Death Inquisitor might even make a move!"
Jack frowned."Beat up a homeless man? What homeless man?"
He opened his phone to search for keywords, and a group of photos actually appeared. In the photos, there was a woman in black silk who was kicking the tramp with her high heels. The tramp did not dare to fight back. He just hugged his head and curled up into a ball. His body was bleeding, and the photos were very bloody.
"F*ck!"
Jack's gaze became very cold. However, all the torturers had to have a sin value of more than 60, such as thieves, fighting, and so on. These people usually did not have a sin value of more than 60. For this kind of abuse of a tramp, the sin value would rarely exceed 60. Of course, if the cruelty was extreme and the psychopathy was extreme, it would be different.
Jack looked at the photo. It seemed to have happened in a hotel. From the tightness of the leg muscles and the tightness of the skin on the feet, it could be determined that the torturer was between 20 and 25 years old. In addition, judging from the length of the calves and the size of the soles of the feet, the abuser should be between 160 and 165 centimeters tall.
Good figure—clearly a young woman.
It was easy to see after such cruel abuse of the homeless man that the abuser had a serious psychological defect.
'This woman is very dangerous and abnormal. Her maximum sin value must be over 60!' Jack thought.
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