Chapter 46 - Safe Departure

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Monica returned to the reception room with a paper cup in her hand.

“Here, drink some water.”

Jack glanced at the corner of her wet clothes and revealed a triumphant smile.

“Thank you!”

Jack took the cup and took a sip.

“I’ve drunk the water too. Let’s get down to business. Where were you tonight from 12:00 to 1:00 AM?”

As soon as Monica finished speaking, she heard a clamor from outside.


“Ah, the god of death is here, the god of death is here. Quickly! Let me out…”

Monica frowned. “Don’t move!” she said as she pushed open the door and left.


At this moment, seeing the suffocating and ferocious look on Grimm’s face, Yori panicked. He immediately opened the iron-clad door of the waiting room and rushed in to save him.


However, the moment he rushed in, Hitler saw an opportunity to rush out of the door.

Hitler had experienced too much that night. He thought that he would be safe if he hid in the New York police station. He did not expect death to arrive so soon. He completely broke down and ran out like a madman.


“Ah, help! Death is coming…” Hitler shouted as he ran.

In the end, he just ran to the water dispenser. Because Yori had spilled some of Monica’s water, the ground was particularly slippery. Hitler stepped on the water and slipped. He lost control of his body, and he directly flew forward.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Hitler leaned on the desk and his entire face fell on the pencil holder on the desk. A few sharpened pencils like steel nails directly pierced Hitler’s head.

Hitler struggled for a while and turned over on the desk. He saw five or six straight pencils inserted into his face. One of the pencils was deeply inserted into his eye socket, and blood flowed all over his face, as if he had just bathed in blood.

“Death…death…is coming…”

Hitler pulled out the pencils that were inserted into his eye socket. Blood spurted out, and his large eyeballs were directly inserted into them. It was like a skewer of meat. The scene was extremely terrifying.

Grimm stared at Hitler through the window. Looking at his tragic death, his heart suddenly contracted, as if he had been tightly gripped by someone with a strong hand.

Hiss, hiss, hiss…

Grimm opened his mouth wide and sucked in a deep breath. However, he could not breathe in a single breath.

With a plop, Grimm fell to the ground. He was dead.


“Hitler is out! Grimm is out!” Jack’s cold voice sounded again.

“That’s amazing!”

“It can’t be! Even a judge can do that? Kill someone in the police station?”

“This is too weird! I can’t believe it! He actually killed two people in an instant? Judge, you’re simply a god!”

“Hitler’s death is so disgusting. I just ordered a barbeque. Looking at the barbeque now makes me think of the scene where his eyeballs were being pierced by a pencil!”

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