The audience in the live streaming room was fervently discussing and spreading the news of the Dark Law Enforcer’s return to broadcast throughout the entire Twitch platform. Many viewers who were originally loyal to their favorite broadcasters deserted them, flocking towards the Judgent Live Room en masse.
Mark, a highly popular ga broadcaster on Twitch, would usually have an incredibly lively stream with a large number of viewers. However, to his astonishnt, when he started his stream as usual, he found that there were less than ten thousand people in his room, and the viewership was still plumting.
"Brothers, can anyone tell what’s going on? Where did all our fans go?" Mark asked in confusion. "Mark, everyone has gone to the Judgent Live Room. I’ve been waiting until now just to tell you that I’m heading there too," a fan replied in the chat. "Goodbye Mark, I’m going to watch a live murder broadcast," another fan comnted. "This stream is so bloody and violent. Mark, do you want to check it out?"
Mark had seen news reports about live murders during the day, but he always thought that it was just so sensationalist stunt and couldn’t believe that soone would actually murder on live stream.
"Brothers, I’ll take you to see that stream. If he really dares to broadcast a murder, I’ll eat shit on my broadcast!" Mark announced and, with the few remaining fans in his stream, set out for the Judgent Live Room with gusto.
In just five minutes of broadcasting, the viewers in the Judgent Live Room reached an astounding three million! The whole room was bombarded with a frenzy of comnts and gifts, reaching unprecedented levels of popularity.
However, within Twitch’s headquarters in New York, the atmosphere was anything but celebratory. Technical Director Tom Harris kicked over a trash can next to him and bellowed in anger: "This guy is insane! People murder in secret, but this guy, he livestreams a killing, he’s completely lost his humanity! How are we supposed to explain this to the public?"
Sitting in front of him was Eric Chen, a technical consultant poached from a top technology company in Silicon Valley. It’s said that Eric’s hacking skills are second to none in the United States; he claims to be the second best, and no one dares to claim first.
Tom watched as Eric sat in front of the computer, his fingers rapidly typing on the keyboard, with various complex codes flashing across the screen. Eric was trying to find a backdoor into the live stream’s backend while simultaneously deploying info-bombs, using a myriad of thods to crack the live broadcast’s encryption.
"This firewall is very strong, but I’m confident I can break through it. It just needs so ti," Eric said emotionlessly, his gaze revealing focused confidence. "Great, great! How long will you need?" Tom asked, rubbing his hands with an expectant look on his face. "It’ll probably take about a year," Eric replied calmly.
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At this response, Tom’s expression instantly froze, his face filled with despair and helplessness. He frantically scratched his head, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness. Even a top tech expert like Eric anticipated it would take a year to break through the damned firewall. It looked like he was really facing a huge crisis this ti and might even have to resign in sha...
Over at the police station, Captain Jack and his team were investigating against the clock. David led a squad quickly to the school and traffic police departnt, rushing to obtain surveillance footage in hopes of getting it as fast as possible. anwhile, Henry was leading another team of officers to re-examine the Dark Law Enforcer’s previous thods and close clues, seeking new breakthroughs.
Emily sat in front of the computer, ticulously analyzing every detail in the live stream footage. Her eyes were as sharp as a hawk’s, not missing any potential clue. "Look, there are so special textures on the walls of this room; they could be a special material or decoration. And this odd device, it looks handmade and rather crudely crafted," Emily pointed out on the screen.
Captain Jack leaned in, stared at the screen for a while, and said, "You’re right, Emily. We can start with these two leads: check where in New York City such special materials are used and see if there are any specific artisans who make these odd devices."
At the sa ti, in a corner of the city, Lin Mo hid in the darkness, coldly watching the constantly-rising viewer count and the frenzied comnts in the live room. There wasn’t a single ripple in his gaze, as if everything was within his control. "You people just watch the excitent on the screen, but you don’t understand what true justice is," Lin Mo silently mused.
Ti progressed, and David finally returned to the station with the copied surveillance data. Everyone quickly gathered and began to scrutinize every piece of the footage. However, no overtly suspicious individuals were found in the surveillance video, plunging the team’s morale once again into a trough.
"Could it be that we’re going in the wrong direction?" Henry said with a furrowed brow, a trace of disappointnt on his face. "No, we can’t give up that easily," Captain Jack declared firmly, "Keep looking, and we’re bound to find so traces."
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