Soon the time of nine in the morning arrived.
After finishing her work, she sent the recorded video.
The title: "A terrifying game of death is sweeping Gotham"
It also attracted many media outlets.
However, this time something unexpected happened: the video only existed for less than ten minutes before it was completely deleted and banned.
Extremely fast.
If someone has downloaded it and wants to try to publish it, but it's not going to be able to pass the review at all.
As a result, people who had seen it were talking excitedly and people who hadn't seen it had questions on their faces asking what was going on.
Since it could not be spoken clearly, it became a mystery and was spoken in secret.
This further confuses people who don't know.
What does it mean?
What is Jigsaw, the game of death, what the hell is it?
And Jason also expected this kind of result: it would be strange not to block something so important and terrible.
that seems fine to me.
It is hidden, but it is the most noticeable.
It can cause more sensation.
Meanwhile, Gotham PD.
Gordon on a call with a grim expression on his face: "Yes, I understand. I'm sorry for this. I'm willing to accept any punishment."
"Yes sir, I'll be there on time. Bye."
After hanging up the phone, he took off his glasses. He pinched his eyebrows vigorously, feeling very irritated.
It was a call from the city government just now, asking what was going on with the video.
Request an immediate investigation.
Then in the afternoon, I went to the town hall to have a meeting and give a report, mainly discussing why two new crazy people appeared.
At the same time, we will study countermeasures and tracking methods.
"GhostFace...Jigsaw...Oh! SHIT!"
Gordon sighed helplessly and then headed to the crime scene.
...
In the evening, it was almost time to leave work.
The boss suddenly said: "Jason, there is a celebration party next Wednesday that requires temporary waiters. Are you interested?"
Jason asked, "Really? What are we talking about?"
"From eight to ten o'clock, one hundred and fifty dollars."
"Okay! Thank you, boss."
He agreed without thinking. The price was pretty good, so why not make money?
Speaking of which, the boss is quite nice, although he tends to be a bit stingy.
But if there are benefits, he will also think of me.
Hathaway said, "Boss, is it okay if I want to go too?"
The boss shrugged: "Sorry, my friend said that they are only short of men and that they already have enough women."
"Oh, okay, what a shame."
"In the future there will be a chance, okay, you can get off work."
After packing up, they left the restaurant and went to dinner together.
I've been pretty busy lately and I haven't been on dates for a long time.
Return to the apartment.
He turned on his phone and looked at the public opinion online.
Since fewer people have seen the video and there are mysteries, the popularity is not very high.
Then I looked at other news and there was still no incident about love the answer to the riddle.
Looks like Riddler won't be coming out for a while?
He left his phone on the bed and continued researching how to make a new round of accessories.
He plans to play another game in the coming days.
But it will be different than before: next time there will be another meaning attached, or a smoke bomb.
…
Time flies until next Tuesday.
It's been strange that Gotham is quiet these days, nothing much happened.
At 10:30 p.m., Jason kidnapped the target he had previously selected.
I will finish it today and tomorrow I can work as a temporary worker at the party to earn money.
An abandoned apartment on the outskirts.
The two targets, a man and a woman, finally woke up in a daze.
But neither of them understood what was happening.
All he saw was that he was in a strange ruined house, with two candles burning next to him.
The other party has a strange device on his head.
Look again, the hands are chained and the other end is connected to a table that looks like a T-shaped stage.
"Woooooooooo..."
The two opened their mouths in excitement and fear at the same time, but their mouths were blocked and they couldn't make a sound.
After calming down a bit, he noticed a piece of paper on the table.
There are some lines written on it.
"Hello, I want to play a game with you."
"You must have seen the thing on the other person's head. It's called a jaw splitter. It can destroy the entire face."
Now, you have five minutes to escape."
"The method is very simple, just crouch on the toilet and stand level with the table in front of you, and hold it there for 60 seconds."
If it fails, the mechanism will activate to shrink the chains
"Not only will your heads be shattered, but your hands will also be damaged. "They will be shattered by the force generated by the gears."
"Live or die, you choose."
After reading these terrifying words, the two of them were stunned at first, and then they began to do so in unison.
They don't know who kidnapped them and why.
But the things in the head and hands are real. Who dares to joke with their lives?
It is better to believe that it exists than to believe that it does not exist.
The two of them bent their knees and squatted as if they were sitting on invisible chairs, basically staying at the height of the table.
People who don't exercise regularly will find it unbearable to stand in that position for ten or twenty seconds.
The legs inevitably hurt and shake.
They were no exception, especially the woman, who couldn't last less than ten seconds.
She stood up hastily and instinctively.
At the same time, the iron chain blocking them also contracted a little.
"Woo...Woo!!"
Seeing this, the man was so frightened that he hurriedly shook his head, motioning for her not to move, and quickly crouched down.
He shook her left hand, meaning: It would be easier to hold the table with your hand!
The woman was also scared and quickly crouched down again.
At the same time, she grabbed the table with both hands.
It is true that it is easier to have support to share the pressure, but it is still difficult.
Also, there is no time reference, so I don't know how long it took.
Every second seemed like ten seconds.
Cold sweat broke out from both heads and their legs trembled uncontrollably and hurt.
Although it is not fatal, it is extremely painful.
I persisted like this for who knows how long, it felt like an hour had passed.
After hearing a few clicks, he finally untied the helmet on his head and the iron chains on his hands.
This is considered a successful challenge!!
The two sat on the floor, breathing heavily.
The heart beats wildly, the mood is high, and the joy of surviving the disaster is difficult to hide.
After relaxing for a moment, the woman asked, "What...what's going on?"
"I don't know, come on, let's call the police!"
"Okay, okay."
The two of them limped and supported each other leaving this place.
Twenty minutes later, the police arrived at the scene.
After Gordon completed the inspection with his men, he held the piece of paper and began to think.
He had already investigated the two victims just now.
The woman is an ordinary citizen with no criminal record.
Not only has the man not committed any crime, but he is also a good man interested in doing charitable works.
Then something is very wrong.
It is understandable to say that those killed are all bad, but what is happening now
Gordon was confused.