Reincarnated As The Diabolic System

Chapter 133 132. Gotcha!

At first, Shane thought that the young boy was going to walk all the way to the previous crime scene, but he also wondered if the ghost would choose something else. Sure enough, the young boy walked past the balcony and went downstairs, heading toward the place where the pool was there. The boy continued to walk in that direction.

Suddenly, David's voice echoed: "What would happen if I woke him up?"

Shane also wanted to know. So he frowned and didn't comment, indicating that he would like his host to try and wake the young boy up.

David took a deep breath and walked closer to the boy. The dark fog around the boy seemed to have guessed that something was approaching. So it turned even darker. The eyes became fierce red as they darted here and there as if trying to search for the person they just sensed.

When they found no one around, they made a frowning expression before calming down to circle around the boy.

David sneered and finally touched the boy's shoulders, shaking the latter.

The fog disappeared completely all of a sudden as the boy woke up with a jolt. He glanced around only to see that he was standing in front of the pool.

? His eyes widened as he stared at the pool for a moment.

"What just happened?"

No, the question should be who was the person shaking him up like that?

The boy's face turned even more pale as he glanced around, but he found nothing whatsoever around him.

At this time, David narrowed his eyes. If he was correct, this boy was the person who had refused to swim earlier, but in the end, he was the one who remained in the pool for a long time.

So was it that the one who enjoyed the most would end up dying the same night?

David frowned as he watched the youth going away from that place. Suddenly, when he turned to the pool the color of the water changed from that clear water into a pool filled with blood. Several foggy figures swam into the pool their eyes carried a hint of anxiety.

They seemed to feel someone's presence as they darted their eyes here and there, but when they found no one, they could only sigh and rest back.

David's eyes narrowed.

Shane looked at the notification as it echoed into the background. "Host, good news. You have obtained an important clue and the mission has progressed. The bad news is that now everyone has received this notification. They'll be swarming you the next day."

"I'm not worried," said David as he waved his hand in the air. "I won't tell them anything. What if the murderer is among them? In any case, the notification didn't say that it was me who found the clue, did it?"

Shane looked over at the notification and sure enough. He simply forwards it to his host.

"Then let's go back if you're done for the night."

"No, wait. I want to check something."

After saying that, David walked toward the kitchen area. Since the pool turned into blood, he would like to see the condition of the leftover food.

Since he couldn't open anything, all he had to do was pass through the fridge door and see what was inside. So when he reached the kitchen, he repeated the action only to be shocked at the sight of what was in front of him.

There was no food there. All he could see was a fridge filled with pieces of chopped dead bodies. Fingers, hands, eyes, and even hair were placed neatly on several dishes. The bottles on the side were filled with blood and other kinds of colors.

God knows what those things were.

David suddenly had the urge to puke. The color of his face changed as he swiftly backed away, putting his hand on his mouth.

"Disgusting. So that was what they were all eating. No wonder they would be the ones to be killed," he frowned. "But why would the butler force us to eat such a thing showing as foodstuffs?"

Just as he was about to investigate more, the door of the kitchen opened with a thud. A servant who always worked in the kitchen walked over as a dark aura surrounded his body. The color of his eyes had turned red as he glanced about here and there.

He sniffed as he followed the scent and stood right in front of David, making the latter stunned.

Then David smiled as he simply walked away from that place. He didn't forget to use his sword against the servant, killing the man with one quick move.

The next morning, the one to be killed wouldn't be a host anymore.

When David thought about the expression of that butler, he grinned and made his way toward the room upstairs.

In the morning, the first thing everyone heard after opening the door of their rooms was an angry roar echoing from downstairs. It was a familiar voice for sure, but this time, the voice carried a hint of coldness that made everyone shiver.

Something had gone against the butler's wishes, and he was perhaps angry about that.

Everyone else made their way into the kitchen downstairs. David also followed, pretending to be innocent. All the hosts were guarded as they glanced about.

"Hey, someone found a clue. Who is it?"

"Yeah, I got the same notification. How should we find that person?"

"Ah, I want to know what the clue is!!!"

David snickered. He knew the clue included the dead bodies and the pool filled with blood. It wasn't anything out of ordinary. It just confirmed his suspicion.

After a while, they all arrived at the kitchen only to see the angry butler surrounding something to the ground as all the servants had their heads lowered. The latter group stood on one side without speaking a word.

"Who did this?! Who?!" The butler yelled at the hosts as he turned and glared at them with his blood-red eyes.

His aura seemed even fiercer as he glared at every single one of them. It almost felt as if he was about to chew them alive.

Then, David opened his mouth. "Why was the servant wandering about at the night? And why do you think it was a student among us who killed him? Hmm? We are innocent people who shouldn't know any sword fighting skills. So it means the servant must have been killed by a ghost or something. Why blame us?"

Others also nodded and echoed an agreement.

The butler's face was colorful as David suppressed a chuckle. The old man looked like he was about to burst into anger.

At this time, he roared. "SHUT UP!!! GET OUT OF HERE!!!! If I see even a single person outside the corridor, I swear I'll kill you!"

The crowd scattered about from that place and went to their rooms again. The newbies complained that they didn't get to eat food today.

David grimaced. If they knew what the food actually was, they wouldn't be saying those words.

Shane watched everything and yawned again. He had the urge to sleep, although it wasn't a good habit to sleep during a job.

His host dutifully ate the food brought by him and said, "I'm going out to see what's going on. Let's just focus on the old butler for the moment. He's the prime suspect."

"Careful. They can sense you."

"No worries," David waved his hand. "I'll just kill them."

Shane sighed. Why did he feel like his previous host and the current one were similar when it comes to temperament? They were more and more unrestrained with their actions.

But what if they were similar? Did it have anything to do with Shane?

He shook his head and continued to watch as his host wore the cape again, hiding completely. Then he passed through the door and walked into the kitchen.

At this time, the kitchen had been cleaned up. There wasn't any dead body on the ground as if the murder hadn't occurred in the first place. No servants were found wandering around the place. Even the butler was missing.

Now that he thought about it, Butler hadn't told them about the place where the servant quarters were located. So where exactly were they located?

Let's search!

David felt excitement gushing about in his veins. He immediately started searching through the entire floor. He went through all the rooms one by one on all the floors. He even glanced about the garden outside which looked even more spooky.

But no matter how much he searched, he couldn't find the servants.

Suddenly, he had a sense of inspiration as he muttered under his breath. "The paintings…."

He quickly rushed upstairs and walked closer to the first painting he noticed after entering the corridor.

It was the painting of a palace filled with people. There were many people inside. So it was hard to identify their faces. But when he looked carefully, he could see the traces of a familiar old man, staring angrily. The old butler suddenly blinked inside the painting.

David smiled. "Gotcha."