AWAKENING THE DAILY INTELLIGENCE SYSTEM

Chapter 794: 338 a blue line_2

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“The Dark Law Enforcer has initiated another live stream; the police have unknowingly become tools for murder, and the captain of the criminal investigation team has resigned in shame.”

“David, captain of the Criminal Investigation Unit One, has been disciplined and reassigned to the county traffic police department. The captain of Unit Two tragically died in the line of duty, while the captain of Unit Three resigned in disgrace. The Los Angeles Criminal Investigation Division now exists in name only.”

“Breaking news: The live-stream killing case has garnered significant attention, and the task force officially formed today!”

Ye Tian opened these pieces of news one by one. After carefully reading their contents, he couldn’t help but sigh softly. Back then, his intent was merely to create trouble for the Los Angeles police, keeping them preoccupied so they wouldn’t have time to interfere in his Judgment actions. This was why he deliberately made Li Sizhe call the police during his trial.

Initially, developments unfolded exactly as he anticipated, progressing smoothly. But he had never imagined that things would escalate to such an uncontrollable state.

However, these unforeseen circumstances did not deter Ye Tian. He knew deep down that neither the restructuring of the Criminal Investigation Division nor the formation of the task force could stop his unwavering resolve—to rid society of scum and bring judgment upon them.

He shut off his phone, raised his head, and his eyes radiated undeniable determination. He took a deep breath, stepped forward toward the orphanage, and murmured under his breath, “Oscar, your wicked life deserves its end!”

Under the dim glow of streetlights, in an empty street, Ye Tian’s chilling and resolute voice echoed.

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In the director’s room of the Bo’ai Orphanage in the western part of the city, Oscar and the others sat on a plush sofa, their eyes fixed on the white ceramic bowl in front of them. Their gazes revealed greed and craving, like famished beasts staring at their prey.

The spacious office was filled with curling steam, and the air carried a strange yet enticing aroma.

“Brother Wang, we’ve been waiting for ages. If we don’t drink it soon, the soup will get cold. Say something—can we drink it or not?” A bald-headed, portly man snuffed out his cigarette in the ashtray with a heavy hand, his face showing impatience. He anxiously looked toward William Wang, standing across from him, his tone filled with eager anticipation.

William Wang stood beside the coffee table, holding a palm-sized transparent glass cup containing over half a cup of crimson liquid. His demeanor was steady, standing unwaveringly as he fixed his gaze on the bowl of soup. As the layer of oil on the surface fully dissolved, he slowly tilted his right hand, pouring the crimson liquid evenly into five white ceramic bowls.

The moment the crimson liquid touched the soup, it quickly blended with the oil, and the originally milky-white soup gradually turned a pale pink. Simultaneously, the strange aroma became more intense, intoxicating to any who inhaled it.

Finally, William Wang broke his silence, saying, “Alright, the Dragon and Phoenix Soup is finally ready. Even though the material this time was a bit aged, I chose only the finest meat and the most suitable bones for simmering. Combined with the fresh blood of ‘young lambs,’ there’s no way the flavor will fall short.”

Upon hearing that the Dragon and Phoenix Soup was done, the group immediately grabbed their bowls and began drinking it in large gulps. Even Oscar, who usually maintained an air of superiority, abandoned all pretense. He picked up his bowl and poured the soup down his throat, not even bothering to listen to William Wang’s explanation of its preparation.

Watching this scene, William Wang shook his head helplessly. Bending down to pick up his own bowl, he too gulped down the pinkish soup in large mouthfuls.

“Ah…”

After emptying their bowls in one go, Oscar and the others simultaneously let out contented sighs. Leaning back into the sofa, they appeared deeply relaxed, as though they had just enjoyed the most exquisite delicacy in the world.

However, amidst the tranquility and indulgence, Oscar’s phone suddenly rang, breaking the silence with its sharp tone.

Soon after, the phones of the others also started ringing, creating an overlapping symphony in the empty office.

Oscar’s eyes snapped open as he was savoring the taste of the Dragon and Phoenix Soup. His gaze flashed with anger.

Before heading to the orphanage, he had repeatedly emphasized that, no matter what happened and who it was, no one was to contact him.

But how long had it been—and somebody had already disregarded his instructions?

Oscar pulled out his phone from his jacket pocket, thinking to himself, let’s see which bold fool dared interrupt his moment of peace.

The others reacted similarly to Oscar, suppressing their fury as they fetched their phones from their pockets.

Yet, the very next moment, their expressions froze.

Oscar’s heart sank suddenly as his eyes fixated on the sender’s name displayed on his phone screen. His face turned rigid, as lifeless as a stone sculpture.

On the phone screen, glaringly red characters read: “Dark Law Enforcer.”

“Who sent you the message?!” Oscar raised his head, his expression icy as frost, his voice hoarse and piercing.

“Dark Law Enforcer,” William Wang was the first to respond, answering aloud.

“Me too.”

“Me too.”

“I… I also got it.”

The remaining three slowly came to their senses, flipping their phones over to show Oscar.

On the surface, they tried to maintain composure, but internally, complex emotions surged—nervousness, unease, and even a hint of fear they dared not admit.

Hearing their confirmations, Oscar’s face darkened like a storm cloud. He slammed his phone heavily onto the coffee table, saying nothing.

Displayed prominently on his phone screen was a message written in red font:

Death Sentence.

Defendant: Oscar.

Charges: Child trafficking, organ sales, murder, rape.

Judge: Dark Law Enforcer.

Judgment Date: July 9, 2017, at 0:00

Once everyone had read through the message, Oscar let out a cold laugh, his tone dripping with bloodlust:

“Fools seeking their own death!”

Oscar sneered coldly, his voice like a sinister whisper from the Nine Netherworld Hell, eerie and blood-chilling, as he spat venomously, “Simply courting death!”

But Oscar’s innate arrogance and fearlessness did not mean his companions shared the same courage. Sitting on the sofa, the trio lowered their heads, gripping their phones tightly as though holding onto their last lifeline. Their expressions were pale and stiff like clouds thick with the foreshadowing of a storm.

Dark Law Enforcer! The name hovered above their beings like the Damocles Sword, leaving their hearts trembling in fear. The Dark Law Enforcer now not only knew their phone numbers but had sent each of them an individual Death Sentence via text!

Death Sentence.

Defendant: Robert Deng.

Charges: Child trafficking, murder.

Judge: Dark Law Enforcer.

Judgment Date: July 9, 2017, at 0:00

——

Death Sentence.

Defendant: Kevin Xiong.

Charges: Child trafficking, murder.

Judge: Dark Law Enforcer.

Judgment Date: July 9, 2017, at 0:00

——

Death Sentence.

Defendant: Tom Tang.

Charges: Child trafficking, murder.

Judge: Dark Law Enforcer.

Judgment Date: July 9, 2017, at 0:00

…

The three men stared blankly at their respective Death Sentences displayed on their screens. It was as if their souls had been sucked from their bodies. Their faces were ashen, their eyes filled with despair and terror, as if they were witnessing their own gruesome demise.

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