American Judge: I Will Judge the Case Live in New York

My name is Lu Chen, a Chinese student at New York University School of Law. That rainy night, I witnessed the son of the prosecutor hit the delivery boy to death, threw down a wad of money and walked away. No one around dared to speak. I stared at his back and said: "If the law cannot judge you, I will judge you." The next second, a bloody mark was branded on the back of my hand. An old voice sounded in my mind: "The eighth successor of the Judge Dao Lineage, Lu Chen. Are you willing to use your soul as ink and judgment as a blade to patrol the sky and judge the injustice in the world?" I said: I do. Seventy-two hours later, the man "accidentally" fell from the building in his villa. I stood in the rain, watching the news on my phone, and the corners of my mouth slightly raised unconsciously. It turns out that the feeling of judging sin... Is so good. Since then, New York has had an urban legend. The Wolf of Wall Street went bankrupt, a criminal police officer died suddenly, and a professor of human experimentation suffered a "heart attack" - behind every "accident", there is a verdict. There is a live broadcast room on the Deep Web that starts broadcasting on time every late night. Viewers said that the host was an Oriental with a mark on the back of his hand. They called him - the Judge. I enjoy trials, but trials are not free. Every sentence consumes my soul. And a man who calls himself "The Collector" is hunting down all the previous judges. His next target is me. In that case—— Then let's compare and see who judges whom.