The picture freezes on the boy's empty smiling face.
Wang Youcai looked at the phone screen in silence, his eyes pausing on this desperate face for a long time.
Before he knew it, a strong chill had surrounded him.
The feeling of approaching danger made Wang Youcai's hair stand on end.
He raised his head and saw the hand stretched out from behind the corner, and saw the ghostly figure behind him on the glass window. A drop of blood fell from the top of his head. He looked up and saw a picture hanging from the ceiling, grinning at him.
Mouth grimace.
go quickly!
Go quickly!
He seemed to be able to hear them urging him.
They want the judge to make a decision.
They want revenge.
Wang Youcai stepped forward with strong resentment and trudged towards his court.
He will make the final judgment.
Soon he came to the door of the court and opened the door under the malicious eyes of the three ghosts.
He took two steps forward and walked to the judge's seat.
Liu Ben was still sitting behind the small table in the middle of the courtroom. He still kept his previous posture of lowering his head and remained motionless.
Wang Youcai looked at the man behind the small table.
Liu Ben was only in his early forties, and he had countless gray hairs on his temples. His hands were dark and rough, and they were hands used for heavy work. The index finger of one of his hands was a little bent, as if it could not be straightened.
I probably broke my finger bone by a machine while working...
This miserable man suffered for decades and finally gave away his child.
Wang Youcai slowly reached out to the small hammer on the table and held it.
Then he felt a chill on his shoulders.
He knew that this was a threat from ghosts.
In order to survive, in order not to be killed by the angry ghost, he could only sentence a poor man who would not hurt him to death...
Wang Youcai raised the small hammer in his hand and spoke in a trembling voice.
"I declare..."
The pressure from all around became stronger and stronger, making people almost breathless.
In this suffocating feeling, he suddenly remembered Ye Weiwei's expression before he died.
When she was facing death, her face was filled with untimely hope and expectation. What was she thinking at that time? And what mood did she have in leaving the evidence to him?
Ye Weiwei and Ye Qiqi tried their best to get the evidence into their hands. What were their choices?
Thinking about Ye Weiwei's actions before being dragged away by ghost hands, Wang Youcai already had the answer in his mind.
Another hand touched his shoulder, it was so cold that it made people shiver.
There was also that horrible touch on my neck.
Wang Youcai closed his eyes.
Do you want to survive like this? Are the sacrifices of three people just to allow him to survive?
He thought of everyone's wide-open mouths in the video, of the hope in Ye Weiwei's eyes before he died, of the boy's empty and desperate smile at the end, and finally of what he had seen in a boy before the global game started.
Same expression.
The pressure on his body suddenly increased, seeming to urge him to make a choice.
"No!" He suddenly refused loudly.
I reject!
I refuse to destroy my conscience!
I refuse to let other players pay their lives in vain for this!
I refuse to make a decision against my will under disgusting coercion!
I reject this court without conscience!
I refuse... this way of life.
Will anyone know?
Will anyone remember it?
Will anyone remember that there is such a group of players who naively sacrifice their lives to protect their conscience?
Does anyone know that there is such a group of people who resolutely walk toward death even though they know the way to life?
But none of this matters anymore.
No need to be known, no need to be remembered.
As long as they have a clear conscience, that's fine.
As long as you can look back on your life with a clear heart when your life is coming to an end, and you are not ashamed of heaven and earth, and you have not sorry to anyone, that will be fine.
He raised the small hammer in his hand and dropped it hard on the table: "I sentence him not guilty!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge sense of oppression surrounded him from all directions.
He felt that his eyes were getting darker and darker, and his body was getting colder and colder.
He knew he was going to die.
Feeling the anger boiling around him, he suddenly felt relieved and laughed heartily.
"Hahahaha, die well, die well..."
The laughing man was swallowed up in an instant, and there was no more sound in the courtroom.
Gu Mian, who had just arrived downstairs in the courtroom, noticed something and looked up.
"What's wrong?" Egret asked nervously.
"It's nothing," Gu Mian looked away and continued walking inside with the person in her hand, "I think I heard someone laughing."
Laughing wildly.
Egret didn't pay attention to Gu Mian's laughter, and only focused all his attention on the person being carried by Gu Mian.
It's a gift book.
He was punched in the face by Gu Mian in the hospital, and then dragged here.
At this time, his expression was still shocked, as if he didn't understand why his two roommates didn't show up.
"Cao Deren? Zhang Shengli?" Li Shu kept calling the names of his two roommates.
But no one answered him.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, the coach quickly ran into the courthouse.
Bailu heard him muttering something when he ran away, "How can a judge carry a victim into the court? We can't let him do this."
It looked like he was running to fetch reinforcements.
"My two roommates must have been waiting for you in the court. I really look forward to your expressions when you see them." Li Shu was still roaring loudly.
Gu Mian ignored him and dragged him directly into the door.
Unexpectedly, when several people got on the elevator, the gift book in Gu Mian's hand became even more serious: "Hahahaha, you only dare to punch me to relieve your anger. Even if you want to acquit Yuan Haotian, will anyone else be willing?"
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As he spoke, he looked at Bailu and the others with malicious eyes: "If your judge acquits someone for his own selfish desires, you will all be buried with him! My two friends will kill all of you;
"You will lose your lives because you have a Holy Mother Judge! Look at this man, he is willing to sacrifice himself to acquit Yuan Haotian, but he does not consider you at all;
"He wants to fulfill his righteousness, but he wants to drag you to be buried with him. Are you willing? Are you willing to die for this man's wrong judgment?
"Kill him and be the judge yourself, so that only he will die!"
The egret was so excited that its chest kept heaving.
At this time, Gu Mian turned to look at her: "What is your choice? Do you want to choose a way out, or another way?"
Bailu was slightly startled. She didn't expect that Gu Mian would suddenly ask her this question.
But she was stunned for only half a second before she spoke firmly: "I don't want to take this path of survival. Even if the mission will fail, even if I may die here, I don't want to take the path of survival given by this dungeon...
"I also have relatives, but they died long ago in the dungeon. Some of them died to save me, and some died to distract the ghosts;
"I know that they are just like Yuan Haotian, who will do anything for me, so I am no longer afraid of death!"
Speaking of this, she stared at the gift book: "I just want... to let him die."
Just then, the elevator stopped.
They have arrived.
The elevator door has slowly opened, and there is a middle-aged man with white temples standing outside the door, holding a sharp knife in his hand.
It was a stranger. Coco took a few steps back cautiously, then she realized something: "Is he a prisoner from another group?"
The egret was also stunned.
She didn't expect that a judge from another group had already acquitted the prisoner.
Doesn't this mean...
One group of people has been completely wiped out.
