In all the games He Xiaojun had played before, any form of violence was explicitly prohibited.

So much so that he instinctively thought this trial game must also ban violent behavior, and everyone had to complete the trial strictly according to the rules.

But it was clear he overlooked one point: the game's rules didn't mention anything about prohibiting violence.

Therefore, violence was allowed.

Yet He Xiaojun still couldn't understand, since President Bai was already safe, why kill him?

His consciousness was growing increasingly blurred. He Xiaojun kept struggling, the two rolling on the ground, but President Bai's strength was overwhelming; he couldn't break free.

"Why... why... why..."

All He Xiaojun could make were muddled sounds.

President Bai's voice, tinged with gritted teeth, came from behind him: "I'm sorry, but if I kill you, I can immediately leave to receive treatment, plus ten thousand minutes of additional visa time...

"Since your trial is over, please do a final kindness and die quietly...

"Let me apologize to you one last time..."

He Xiaojun struggled even harder, suddenly thinking of something, his right elbow fiercely striking President Bai's right rib, while his feet flailed, finally hitting Bai's injured toe.

"Ah!!!"

The intense pain made it difficult for President Bai to continue exerting force, and He Xiaojun finally broke free from Bai's chokehold, rolling on the ground and pinning Bai underneath.

Then he dug his fingers fiercely into President Bai's right rib wound!

Another miserable cry, President Bai curled into a ball, powerless to resist.

He Xiaojun's eyes were bloodshot, turning bright red, and he grasped President Bai's neck fiercely, exerting force.

Both thumbs pressed down on the larynx, continuously pressing inward.

President Bai made a "heh-heh" sound, his hands and feet still pawing and kicking, but it was all to no avail.

Finally, He Xiaojun felt that President Bai beneath him was no longer moving.

He squeezed for a bit longer before struggling to stand, sitting in the corner.

After staring blankly at the corpse for a while, He Xiaojun finally confirmed that President Bai should be completely dead.

As for why such a thing happened, He Xiaojun had almost guessed.

President Bai was unlike the other four colleagues; he had already woken up before He Xiaojun entered this arena.

Clearly, at that time, the TV displayed some hidden rules to President Bai that He Xiaojun didn't know.

For instance, if President Bai killed He Xiaojun, the game would immediately end, and additionally, he would receive ten thousand minutes of visa time.

Just as earlier, President Bai chose to fire He Xiaojun for the company's benefit, letting him suffer unjust accusations; now, President Bai again chose to sacrifice He Xiaojun for additional benefits.

Moreover, for President Bai, He Xiaojun still had to undergo two more trials, and he couldn't determine how long these trials would last specifically.

Everyone had to wait till the game ended to leave the venue, while President Bai feared he would bleed out.

So, he wanted to kill He Xiaojun as quickly as possible to leave here.

If He Xiaojun had chosen the red button then, tearing open all the wounds on President Bai thrice over, President Bai wouldn't have had any strength to ambush him.

Though he would also rapidly bleed out, He Xiaojun might have had a chance to complete the next two trials swiftly, with a possibility to return to the community alive and receive treatment.

He Xiaojun coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough up his heart.

Finally, his cough subsided, supporting himself against the wall with trembling hands, he slowly stood up and walked toward the next trial area.

...

The hallway became darker, and more cluttered.

During the earlier fight, He Xiaojun expended a lot of energy, slowing down his pace significantly.

Finally, he arrived at the next arena.

This trial area was smaller, with almost nothing aside from the judgement-seated detainee, trial platform, and the needle concealing mechanism.

The TV screen appeared again.

[Regrettably, in the face of your former boss, you made another wrong choice.]

[When you were framed, he didn't consider your situation to lend a helping hand, but rather fired you callously, aggravating your plight, so you should have let him suffer compounded punishment.]

[You've probably realized your mistake by now, so make sure not to get it wrong in the next two trials.]

[The individual locked in the iron chair now is the officer who handled this case back then.]

[Upon receiving the report, he didn't genuinely investigate the incident's causes and effects but chose to smooth things over, having you reconcile and settle it.]

[You tried to protect yourself with legal weapons, but this officer kept delaying intentionally, giving you no answers until you gave up.]

[An unjust trial's ill results may exceed ten crimes.]

[For crime only pollutes the mainstream, while an unjust trial contaminates the source.]

[On the trial stand, still exist two different buttons, each indicating a different penalty.]

[Pressing the red button will immediately shatter his left forearm at the mechanism's action.]

[Pressing the blue button will break his left forearm after a period of delay at the mechanism's action.]

[The law grants enforcers the power, allowing enforcers to uphold justice. If the enforcer refuses to fulfill his duty, he shouldn't retain this useless thing.]

[Now, complete your third trial and choose a 'more appropriate' verdict for him.]

He Xiaojun silently watched the policeman locked in the iron chair, neither of them spoke.

Only after a long time did He Xiaojun say, "I remember, your surname is Zhang, Officer Zhang, right?"

Officer Zhang nodded.

But soon, he smiled wryly: "I'm no longer a police officer.

"Go ahead, make your choice."

Then he closed his eyes.

He Xiaojun approached the trial platform and pressed the blue button.

This time, the punishment of the two buttons was entirely the same, the only difference being that the red button took immediate effect, while the blue one would randomly delay before it took effect.

Since this officer was accustomed to delays, he should well experience the taste of delay.

After all, delayed justice isn't justice.

But after pressing the blue button, nothing happened.

The antidote remained locked in the mechanism, neither ejecting nor shattering.

However, the room's door opened.

Both remained silent as time ticked away.

"Did I choose wrong again?"

He Xiaojun quietly stood up, aware the slow-acting poison would set in after half an hour, and he couldn't wait any longer.

At least he could complete the final trial first, and if he could secure the antidote, the result of this third trial would be irrelevant.

"I'm sorry."

Before leaving, He Xiaojun heard Officer Zhang's apology.

He didn't look back, didn't respond, silently walking away.

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