Awakening the Daily Intelligence System-Chapter 705: Govern strictly according to law

Lin Mo was like a leopard lurking in the darkness, his silhouette concealed behind a thick tree, his eyes fixed on the school gate, sparkling with a sharp radiance, patiently waiting for his "prey" to emerge. Lin Mo’s breathing was steady yet slow, each exhalation seemingly suppressing the angry flames about to erupt within his heart. He was well aware that what he was about to carry out was not only a trial of evil but also a defense of justice. During this silent yet tense moment, an icy electronic voice unexpectedly sounded in Lin Mo’s mind, as if coming from the abyssal darkness, carrying a chill that made one’s spine tingle. "Ten minutes remaining until the designated trial time, Eye of Judgment is activated!" Subsequently, the system continued in that mechanical, cold tone: "The Eye of Judgment will automatically bind to the live streaming platform, capable of broadcasting trial scenes at high speed in all directions, unaffected by terrain, weather, or other factors. Moreover, no modern technological device can detect the presence of the Eye of Judgment." "Ding! The Eye of Judgment has been bound to the Twitch live streaming platform. Please fill in the live room information, Host. Once the information is filled in, the system will randomly select viewers to enter the live room." As the system’s voice trailed off, a familiar light screen instantly appeared before Lin Mo’s eyes, listing the information that needed to be filled in. With a mere thought from Lin Mo, the information appeared in the corresponding fields as swiftly and precisely as flowing musical notes. Live room name: Judgement Live Room. Live room bio: When crime and evil spread through the world like malignant tumors, I want to ask those plagued by sin, are you prepared to be judged by me? Broadcaster ID: Dark Law Enforcer. "Finally, can I finally make a move on that scum?" Lin Mo muttered under his breath, a faint curve forming at the corner of his mouth—there was no joy in that smile, only a bone-chilling coldness and sharpness, like an unsheathed blade. At that moment, the system’s cold electronic voice once again interrupted Lin Mo’s thoughts: "Host, would you like to start the live broadcast?" "Start it!" Lin Mo responded without hesitation, his voice deep yet full of power, as if erupting directly from his chest. In an instant, the previously pitch-black live room was illuminated by a clear image. A fat youth, muttering curses with a cigarette in his mouth, walked ahead; every step he took made his flabby flesh quiver, resembling a clumsy and ugly fat pig. Following him was a diminutive girl, head bowed, body trembling slightly, exhibiting a compliant demeanor, each movement revealing deep fear and helplessness. The two of them reached the school gate, stopping in front of a black Mercedes G63. The youth roughly opened the car door first and plopped into the driver’s seat, while the girl halted at the door, her feet as if nailed to the ground, not daring to move an inch. Beads of tears the size of peas rolled down from her eyes, glittering under the murky light—her face was filled with reluctance, a fear and resistance toward the looming misfortune. However, the impatient youth in the driver’s seat leaned out, and with a sharp "slap," ferociously struck the girl’s face, the crisp sound exceptionally jarring in the quiet night. Then, with his thick arms, he tightly grasped the girl like capturing a chicken, forcefully pulled her, and dragged her petite body into the car. With a "bang," the door was slammed shut mercilessly, as if the gates of fate had inexorably closed in front of the girl. Witnessing this scene in the live room, Lin Mo, concealed in the shadow behind the tree, felt a surge of fury ignite in his eyes, rage that seemed capable of burning the entire world to ashes. His gaze was as cold as frost on a winter night as he spoke softly yet resolutely, "The trial begins now." ... In this digital age, live streaming has become one of the world’s most popular forms of entertainment. Twitch, as a leading live streaming platform globally, boasts tens of millions of concurrent viewers every day. These viewers hail from all over the world, seeking their own pleasures and thrills in this virtual realm with different purposes and emotions. Among these tens of millions of viewers, fifty thousand lucky ones watching the live stream suddenly saw their screens flicker, as if manipulated by an invisible hand, inexplicably jumping to another live room—the Judgement Live Room. "Judgement Live Room? What the hell is this?" "Holy shit, I was watching a girl dance, how did it suddenly switch to this?" "What’s this broadcaster up to, a system glitch or what?" For a moment, the barrage of messages flooded in like a tide, filling the screen with viewers’ complaints and discontent. They had been immersed in their respective favorite live content when this abrupt transition caught them off guard, igniting their anger in an instant. "Damn it, a trial? Who’s being judged? I want to watch the game live stream!" "This broadcaster must be crazy, choosing such a name, that’s not how you grab attention!" "Switch back now, or I’m making a complaint!" However, as the image of the obese youth and the pitiful girl appeared on the live broadcast, the tenor of the comments abruptly changed.

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