When Wang Yongxin's judgment game ended, Ding Wenqiang had also arrived in front of cell No. 4.

[Cell No. 4: Silence is Golden]

[The convict enters the Iron Maiden mechanism, randomly pricked at various times and spots. Making any noise over 60 decibels will trigger more pricking. Each prick earns 1000 minutes of visa time.]

[With multiple games, the frequency and number of pricks will continue to double.]

A man-sized Iron Maiden mechanism appeared in the center of cell No. 4, with a creaking sound that made one's teeth ache.

It was open, revealing a surface full of numerous small holes.

The good news was that these holes avoided key body parts, like organs and the head, but the bad news was they were not very small.

Each prick would create a bloody hole.

Zhang Peng swallowed nervously, increasingly feeling cell No. 3 was far more appealing.

As for Gao Zhankui, he hadn't spoken a word since the beginning, obviously trying to find a way, but it was all in vain.

Under the restrictions of the game rules, any act of violence was ineffective.

Ding Wenqiang had the scepter, so as long as his demands adhered to the rules, Gao Zhankui could only obey.

Snatch it? Probably not going to work.

Even if successful, it might trigger a violation, leading to immediate death penalty.

Thus, Gao Zhankui, already on bad terms with Ding Wenqiang, could only keep silent, leaving it to fate.

Ding Wenqiang took out the last video tape and inserted it into the player.

The scene in the footage looked familiar, apparently a food delivery point.

Many delivery men sat on their electric scooters waiting for orders, while Gao Zhankui was angrily rebuking one of them.

[As the leader of the delivery point, your job was simple every day:]

[Trick people through labor intermediaries and various channels, then exploit them with various schemes.]

[Hold show meetings in the morning, disguise fines, adjust orders for disliked riders, and urge injured riders to resume work immediately.]

[The duties mentioned safety preaching, but the job became coaxing riders to run red lights.]

[The recruitment announcement promised free meals and accommodation, but in reality, you rented cheap dorms and scooters to riders for profit.]

[If the platform was bone-sucking, you were its accomplice.]

[You often called the riders brothers, but one wonders whether they loath you more than the aloof boss.]

Then, Gao Zhankui's profile appeared on the screen.

[Gao Zhankui, male, 45 years old.]

[Occupation: Delivery Point Leader.]

[Deducting salary from delivery personnel, inciting them to disobey traffic rules, and profiting from them in various ways.]

[Penalty result: Not judged]

Seeing this, Zhang Peng instinctively exhaled.

He knew he was temporarily safe.

Indeed, Ding Wenqiang's gaze at Gao Zhankui became even more disdainful.

Compared to a boss like Wang Yongxin, Ding Wenqiang detested a henchman like Gao Zhankui more. This was also common sentiment among people.

But unexpectedly, Gao Zhankui was tougher than he had imagined.

"No need for bullshit, I'll go in myself."

Gao Zhankui walked straight into cell No. 4.

Ding Wenqiang's face darkened, raising the scepter: "Get out! It's me judging you, and until I let you in, you stay outside obediently!"

Gao Zhankui glared at Ding Wenqiang but stepped out of cell No. 4 to stand at the door.

"Go in."

Only then did Ding Wenqiang use the scepter to drive Gao Zhankui into cell No. 4.

[The game starts in 30 seconds, please enter the Iron Maiden and get ready.]

[Each prick earns 1000 minutes of visa time. The mechanism auto-releases in 10 minutes.]

Gao Zhankui, instead of entering immediately, tore his shirt into strips.

First, he stuffed a strip in his mouth, then bit another strip at the front, tying it tight at the back of his head.

Finally, he used another strip to wrap his chin, knotting it on top of his head.

After this chaotic bundling, his mouth was sealed tightly, making it difficult even to open his mouth to make a sound.

Gao Zhankui still defiantly glared at Ding Wenqiang, then stepped into the Iron Maiden mechanism.

A lock clicked shut.

The countdown ticked by, with Ding Wenqiang seeing nothing inside the mechanism and hardly hearing any noise.

Only by listening intently could he faintly catch muffled grunts and faint breathing.

But these sounds clearly didn't exceed the 60-decibel game limit, so no additional pricks were triggered.

…

Through the full-length glass, Lin Sizhi looked inside the field.

Near the game's end, a speaker audible only to the audience began playing a new broadcast.

[Please vote on the king's justice.]

Lin Sizhi returned to the table, lost in brief thought.

The game's content roughly matched Gao Zhankui's incitement behavior.

He urged delivery riders to run red lights for quicker service, so he was now to 'learn to keep silent' in the game.

But the punishment seemed heavily biased.

The first two games caused physical pain, but at least in the first attempt, there was no significant harm.

However, the game in cell No. 4 inevitably caused pricking, with the only difference being more or fewer pricks.

Judging from the prick thickness, it was roughly akin to the previous 'Farmer's Walk,' but 'Farmer's Walk' focused on shoulders while the Iron Maiden covered non-critical body parts.

The visa time reward also indicated that this cell's game was far more dangerous than the first two.

Though emotionally speaking, a henchman like Gao Zhankui was more loathed than a boss like Wang Yongxin, Lin Sizhi instinctively felt the punishment was excessively heavy.

Especially considering the third cell was still vacant, intensifying the sense of unfairness.

As the countdown neared its end, Lin Sizhi ultimately followed his heart by pressing '×.'

The countdown ended.

[Voting result: √××√×√√×√√]

[Final justice score: 20]

[Thank you for your evaluation!]

…

The ten-minute countdown ended, accompanied by the jarring noise of the Iron Maiden mechanism reopening.

A blood-soaked figure tumbled out of the mechanism.

Though no major wounds were visible, the blood soaking through the clothes and the holes on the exposed skin conveyed the game's brutality to everyone.

Gao Zhankui tore off the strips from his head, wiping the dense sweat from his forehead, and gasped deeply.

[30000-minute visa time settled to the player.]

Ding Wenqiang nodded: "Alright, you're considered a tough guy."

"Bah." Gao Zhankui turned his head, spitting a mouthful of blood, "Stinking dogshit of a petty man enjoying his success."

Ding Wenqiang's face darkened again, tightly gripping the scepter in his right hand.

But he ultimately said nothing and moved to cell No. 5.

Cells No. 5 and 6 were fully unlocked.

[Cell No. 5: Unforeseen Calamity]

[Convict is fixed on a 2.4 square meter bullseye, while a nail gun continuously fires at random spots on the target. Each shot earns 2000 minutes of visa time.]

[With multiple games, the number and frequency of nail gun shots will greatly increase.]

[Cell No. 6: Fate]

[Randomly select a game from cells No. 1-5.]

All video tapes had been played, and all cells unlocked.

[Judgments completed: 3/10]

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