Walking through the dim corridor, the light seemed to dim even further.

The clutter in the corridor also increased, forcing He Xiaojun to step over some obstacles or move them aside.

Arriving at the next trial site, it seemed slightly narrower than the previous scene, but with only one person being judged and fewer mechanisms, it appeared somewhat spacious.

Seeing the person locked in the iron chair, He Xiaojun's heart skipped a beat again.

This was the boss from his previous company, President Bai.

However, unlike the previous four, President Bai was already awake and had not awoken after He Xiaojun entered the trial site.

Not only that, He Xiaojun noticed that President Bai seemed to be injured, with bright red blood dripping from the left leg and staining the ground.

There was also a wound on the right rib, with seeping blood dyeing the white shirt red.

"Xiaohu? How come you…"

President Bai instinctively tried to speak to He Xiaojun, but just as he started, the CRT television displayed an image again.

[Unfortunately, you chose the wrong punishment for your four colleagues.]

[You considered the consequences of different choices for them and chose the more certain option.]

[But when they made choices, did they consider the consequences for you?]

[You think their punishment should match their crime, but did they consider this when punishing you?]

[Regardless, what's past is past, and you have three chances left.]

[After you were falsely accused and forced to record an apology video, your boss should have stood by you and cleared your name, but ultimately, he feared the company's reputation would be affected and chose to fire you to avoid trouble.]

[This not only meant the accuser won again but also, to some extent, confirmed your 'guilt.']

[When the accuser posted your apology video and the company's dismissal decision online, these 'iron-clad proofs' outraged netizens, leading to a long period of online harassment.]

[On the judgment stand, there are still two different buttons, representing different punishments.]

[Pressing the red button will have the wounds on his body torn to three times their original size.]

[Pressing the blue button will crush his left foot's big toe.]

[Now, please complete your second judgment and choose a 'more appropriate' verdict for him.]

These two punishments once again threw He Xiaojun into hesitation.

Previously, the two punishments had some kind of logic, matching 'unknown punishment' with 'unknown consequences,' but this time, the two punishments seemed to lack any clear meaning.

Moreover, they became much more brutal.

President Bai was already wounded, and if both wounds are torn to three times their size, the bleeding rate would surely increase greatly.

If he doesn't get bandaged in the community quickly, he might die from excessive blood loss.

Crushing the bone of the left foot's big toe is equally cruel, as with the current community's medical conditions, it would be difficult to fully heal.

Even if it heals, he would likely be left limping for life.

Unlike his previous colleagues, President Bai did not hysterically beg. He seemed to have a certain acceptance of his fate, with a look of remorse in his eyes.

"It's okay, make your choice according to your heart's desire. For me, both punishments are about the same.

"Whether it's dying from blood loss, dying from severe pain, or becoming disabled and living with one leg forever limping, it's the fate we sinners must accept in this trial game.

"Xiaohu, I'm sorry.

"You know that such negative public opinion would be devastating for the company. If we are labeled as 'shielding molesters,' our clients and partners would immediately distance themselves from us.

"I know you were wronged, but I had no choice. In this matter, there wasn't much more I could do than you could.

"Of course, it's meaningless to talk about it now. No matter what, I count as one of your perpetrators.

"You choose; whichever you decide, I will have redeemed my sins."

He Xiaojun's expression darkened: "President Bai…

"I know you've been kind to me.

"At the time, I had been unemployed for three months without finding any work. My resume wasn't a fit for that position, but you gave me a chance to try.

"Later, you publicly praised me in front of my colleagues a few times. I remember all of this.

"After this happened, I hated you, but seeing so many people attacking the company online, I knew if you stood up for me, those attacks might have increased tenfold, a hundredfold.

"I will press the blue button. No matter what, this button offers you a higher chance of survival."

President Bai was stunned for a moment: "But you yourself…"

He Xiaojun sighed: "This is only the second trial; there are two more trials.

"I can roughly guess who will be judged next.

"The four trials are ordered from light to serious by the offense, and the chief culprit should pay the biggest price."

With that, He Xiaojun pressed the blue button.

With a "click," the mechanism on President Bai's left foot tightened instantly!

"Aaaaaaaah----!!"

A crisp bone-cracking sound echoed as President Bai let out a miserable scream, his whole body trembling violently, but the mechanism on the iron chair still held him firmly.

Fortunately, the whole process wasn't very long. Soon, the mechanism crushing his big toe released, and a series of "clicks" followed as the mechanisms on the iron chair were all unlocked.

President Bai curled up on the ground, clutching his left foot in pain, still wailing incessantly.

Behind the iron chair, the mechanism holding the antidote injection made a noise again, gears spinning as the antidote slowly rose up.

Just as He Xiaojun was about to take it, the antidote shattered with a "crack" again.

This time, He Xiaojun wasn't as disheartened as last time; he had vaguely guessed this outcome might happen.

There are two more trials, and he has already roughly guessed who the targets of the trials will be.

"For the next two trials, there can be no room for softness."

He Xiaojun was ready to leave.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a force from behind, an arm wrapping around his neck, dragging him to the ground!

Then, the force of this arm grew stronger, choking him breathless!

He Xiaojun slapped President Bai's arm, trying to bite but couldn't under the firm grip on his chin.

"What's… happening…"

Such a situation was completely beyond He Xiaojun's expectations.

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