Awakening the Daily Intelligence System

Captain Jack received the news through the walkie-talkie. A glint flashed in his eyes as he said, "Everyone, stay alert, the Dark Law Enforcer is likely nearby. We must be careful not to let him escape."

At this moment, Emily had already cut open part of the stitches on her wound. Enduring the intense pain, she fumbled inside the wound with her hand. Finally, she felt something hard and was overjoyed, knowing that it was the key.

Emily, shaking, removed the key which was covered in blood. Her entire persona was a mess. Without caring about the pain of her wound, she quickly inserted the key into the lock of the device at the back of her head and turned it.

With a "click", the lock of the device opened, and Emily forcefully removed the jaw-splitting device from her head, gasping for air. Relief and joy from surviving the ordeal spread across her face.

However, just then, Captain Jack and his officers had arrived at the abandoned building. They quickly surrounded the building and entered cautiously, searching for Lin Mo and Emily.

"Captain, over here!" An officer found Emily in a room, leaning weakly against the wall, her body covered in blood.

Captain Jack approached her, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He knew that although Emily was a great sinner, she was still a living person. He ordered that Emily be sent to the hospital for treatment while they continued to search for Lin Mo in the building.

Lin Mo had already noticed the arrival of the police. Hidden in the shadows, he watched the officers bustling about without a trace of panic. He knew that although this operation was risky, he had successfully made Emily pay for her crimes.

"Do you think you can catch me? This game is far from over," Lin Mo silently said to himself in his heart. Then he quietly left the abandoned building unnoticed by the officers, disappearing into the night of New York City...

After this, the discussions about the Dark Law Enforcer caused an even greater stir in New York City. Opinions about his actions were divided; some thought him to be an incarnation of justice, punishing those criminals that the law could not touch, while others saw him as a dangerous criminal, disregarding the law and administering justice on his own.

The New York City Police Department stepped up their manhunt for the Dark Law Enforcer. Captain Jack swore to bring him to justice and uphold the dignity of the law and social order. Lin Mo, meanwhile, watched the police's moves from the shadows and searched for his next target, preparing to continue his "journey of justice."

As time passed, the streets of New York City remained bustling, and people's lives appeared calm. But beneath that tranquility, a battle between good and evil continued, and the silhouette of the Dark Law Enforcer remained faintly visible in the dark, becoming a mysterious and frightening element of New York City's landscape...

The Struggle of Blood and the Countdown of Fate

In that New York City room saturated with the stench of death, time seemed to turn into a merciless beast, pacing with heavy and hurried steps, relentlessly closing in on Emily White. The room was terrifyingly silent, except for the timer's "tick-tock, tick-tock" resounding in the air, like the footsteps of the Grim Reaper, tapping against Emily's heart, again and again.

Emily, though she couldn't see the numbers on the timer, could feel distinctly that death was drawing ever closer. Her body couldn't stop shaking; her right hand slowly stretched out, like a withered leaf swaying in the wind, clumsily grabbing the scalpel in the medical kit. Her hands trembled as if struck by electricity, the scalpel swaying in her grasp. She lifted the scalpel above her belly, hovering over the wound that had been sutured, her eyes filled with fear and hesitation, not daring to make the cut.

"Tick tock tick tock," the sound of the timer became clearer and clearer, as if coming from deep within her heart, each ticking making her heartbeat accelerate. Suddenly, Emily felt a suffocating pressure on her chest, as if a massive stone was crushing her, leaving her struggling to breathe.

"I don't want to die! I really don't want to die!" Emily shrieked inside her mind, tears uncontrollably spilling out and rolling down her pale cheeks. Despair and fear filled her heart, the instinct to survive becoming overwhelmingly strong at that moment.

Then, as if driven by some force, Emily suddenly raised the scalpel, clenched her teeth, and forcefully made a cut along the wound on her belly.

"Ah!" A piercing scream burst out from Emily's mouth, filled with agony and despair. As soon as the sutured wound was cut open a little, blood gushed out like a burst dam, a severe pain that felt like an electric shock quickly spreading throughout her body. The blood flowed down the blade onto her hand and then dripped onto the floor, quickly spreading into a dark red bloodstain on the ground.

At this moment, in the live broadcast room, the audience witnessed this scene, their emotions instantly ignited, with the chat scrolling frantically like a tidal wave.

"Oh my God! She cut it! She really cut open her own belly!" "This woman is ruthless, vicious towards others and even to herself, actually having the guts to cut!" "Yeah, if it were me, I would never have the courage, even just thinking about it hurts." "So bloody, so thrilling, I've never seen anything like this before, but I like it!" "Can this be fake? How can someone really do this in a live broadcast?" "To the one above, are you from outer space? The news reported yesterday, this is a real live murder scene. I suggest you better rush home to mommy, instead of making a fool of yourself here!" "But isn't this too much? Even if she's a criminal, shouldn't she be dealt with by the police?" "Sanctimonious prudes, just don't make a fuss here, get out of the broadcastroom! I seriously wish your entire family is slaughtered by this vicious woman, then you would know how despicable she is!" "Exactly, this person deserves death for her heinous crimes, she's not worth our sympathy!" "AndroidKing has tipped the broadcaster 10 luxury jets! —— No need to say more, the broadcaster is amazing, let's all tip a round!"

For a moment, various virtual gifts were flying in the broadcast room, rockets, planes, fish balls and other tips flashing continuously, lighting up the screen in a kaleidoscope of colors.

Emily's body trembled uncontrollably, gasping for air in huge breaths, the frantic ticking of the timer echoing in her ears like devilish music. Looking at her bloodied right hand, a strong sense of nausea surged in her heart.

"Why? Why did I go to that old building today? Why did the Dark Law Enforcer choose me?" Regret, resentment, fear, and other complex emotions rushed into Emily's heart like a raging tide, her eyes filled with anger and unwillingness, wishing she could dismember the Dark Law Enforcer.

Meanwhile, in the broadcast room, the audience, seeing the half-opened wound on Emily's belly and the vaguely writhing pink intestines inside, couldn't help but have physical reactions.

"I can't take it anymore, I can't keep watching, I'm going to have some spicy hotpot to calm down, this is too intense." "I need to throw up for a bit, you guys keep watching, this is disgusting." "I need the chat to protect me, save this delicate girl, I really can't take this sight!" "I'm so torn, I want to vomit but also want to see how this vicious woman dies, so conflicted." "Given the current situation, if she does get the key, will the broadcaster let her go?" "I believe in the Dark Law Enforcer, he definitely won't let this utterly evil person off!"

In the darkness, Lin Mo quietly watched Emily's tragic state on the screen, his face expressionless, his eyes revealing an icy determination. However, he did not know that at this moment, the New York City Police had traced the location of the crime through various clues and were rushing to the scene like lightning.

Emily looked at the scalpel embedded in her abdomen, her body suddenly convulsing violently, her face contorted in unbearable pain.