The Glory of Reporting

Hearing Wen Donglai's words, Wu Ling's eyes turned blood red as she stared fixedly at Wen Donglai, her whole body trembling, but she was still sensible and did not act rashly.

But Wang Meng could not stand it anymore and struggled violently, as if wanting to rush over and strangle Wen Donglai to death.

"Wen Donglai, you f**king bastard, I will tear you to pieces, ah...,"

"Bang!"

Su Mo sighed, "Why can't you just listen? You were already safe at this point. What a pity, too noisy."

Su Mo shook his head slightly, then looked at everyone, "I won't remind you again."

The others were now as quiet as cicadas in winter. They finally understood that Su Mo was a madman who never killed according to the rules. Everyone wisely kept their mouths shut and did not say anything they should not.

Su Mo then continued, "Alright, 5 people left. We enter the third game segment, called Reporting Dogs.

Each of you report one person, the higher the status, the better. The more famous, the better.

Whoever reports the least impressive person will be eliminated. Simple rules, right? Of course, I am still the judge. As captain of the Dragonfly team, I guarantee fairness, justice and transparency.

The order remains the same. Let's start."

Wu Ling thought for a while, then said, "Zhao Xinke, judge of the Longhu Court. Three years ago, he came here to trade a heart.

In exchange, he helped rescue one of our comrades, Xie Lan. I still have evidence at home, in the safe by my bed. I even slept with him once at the Longhu Hotel."

Next was Dr. Liu. Having dealt with so many relatives, he did not need to think at all and said directly,

"Yan Yifan, currently popular entertainment star. He traded with us twice last year, once for retina, once for kidney.

In exchange, he paid us sufficiently and brought many new clients. He was responsible for external liaison.

Oh, he also provided me with a living female subject for my research. I have a deep impression of him as the first client to provide us with a living subject."

Su Mo nodded repeatedly, sitting on his chair, eating melon seeds very comfortably. Watching others eat melon seeds is a common recreational activity for all people, psychopaths included.

It was Little Tiger's turn. He said, "Zhao Xudong, CEO of Longhu Real Estate, also Vice Chairman of the Real Estate Association.

He has conducted three transactions with us, for heart, liver and kidney. One was for himself, the other two were proxies whose identities I do not know.

In exchange, apart from paying us, he also provided much help. For example, the rumor about the dancing Long Tanshui water was spread by people he hired.

Of course, our cooperation goes deeper with more details about operations and selection of living subjects that he contributed effort to. He can be considered an external staff of our organization."

Having heard what was said earlier, the others were dumbfounded. But Wen Donglai angrily said, "What nonsense are you talking about, Dark Night Judger? I report him for slander!"

Su Mo peeled an orange and said lightly, "You think I can't tell if someone's lying? Go on, go on."

Knowing he could not conceal anything now, Wen Donglai had no choice. He was thinking about how to survive now. As long as he lives, there is a chance to turn the tables. So he went all out and said through gritted teeth,

"Li Qiang, Director of Longhu Public Security Bureau. He has conducted multiple transactions with us, not only providing prisoners to us for living subjects, but also privately matching clients and covering up for our organization.

Ten percent of our profits eventually went into his pockets. He provided much help for our crimes.

Not only did he take initiative to cover our tracks, he also supervised other investigators for us. Among them, he provided more than 10 private detectives who were eventually all eliminated by us.

As for evidence details, there is a hidden compartment in the drawer of my office at Mingyue Pavilion with a USB drive that contains everything. Oh, and to be safe, I also have a copy in the base database that only I know the password to.

Dark Night Judger, are you satisfied with my report?"

Su Mo ate his orange and applauded, "Boss Wen is forthright. Now that's heavyweight. Alright, time for this judge to make his ruling."

After speaking, he stood up and paced around the 5 people. Every time he approached someone, that person's heart thumped loudly.

After pacing for two rounds, Su Mo stopped next to Wu Ling. He raised his gun and pulled the trigger quickly.

"Bang!"

"No!"

Then, Wu Ling froze, because she was not dead. Little Tiger was the one who died. She was so frightened she nearly peed herself, her body shaking violently.

Su Mo's wicked hobby acted up again. Looking at Wu Ling, he guffawed, "Just kidding with you! Hahaha..."

Meanwhile, Little Tiger died with eyes wide open, not having expected his death at all. His face was still frozen in the expression of relief he had earlier, looking very bizarre.

Now only 4 people remained: Wu Ling, Liu Fenglin, Gangzi, Wen Donglai.

Everyone was very nervous. The fewer people left, the stronger their will to survive grew, along with more confidence in staying alive, feelings that were not so intense earlier on.

But as the game progressed and more people got eliminated until only the 4 of them remained, things changed. Such is human nature.

Apart from the game itself, Su Mo designed this to watch their growing hope transform into despair when they died. That would be very interesting to him.

Su Mo turned to look at the 4 people, "Congratulations on entering the finals. The next game is an upgrade. Get ready!"

"The name of our next segment is Gambling Dogs Attack.

The rules are simple. There is a revolver here with only one bullet. Gamble in pairs, loser dies, winner lives. It all depends on your luck!"