My Immoral Detective System

Zion caressed the surface of the mask and picked it out gently without disturbing the elf girl sleeping in the bedroom. He didn't even sneak a glance at the elf on the who seemed to have lowered her guard in her sleep. Unlike Zion, if it were any other person, he would have thought of certain miscellaneous thoughts just like the system.

Although 007 didn't pop out, he continued to make comments in Zion's mind, giving him a headache. He almost had an urge to open his mouth and yell at the stupid system and let him concentrate. But seeing how someone was sleeping here and might be woken up by the sound, he pressed his lips in a thin line.

"She's a beauty!" The system's voice chirped happily in his ears, making the corner of his mouth twitch. "Although she's not as beautiful as Odina in my eyes, this elf girl is still a beauty! Host, kidnap her! I say, there's no need to follow the rules and solve this case. You can live at ease your entire life! I'll pay the points from my own bank if you want to pay up your punishment money!"

Zion coldly ignored the system and continued to stare at the mask with his brows furrowed. He was sure that this mask would give him a small hint. Every item that was created had a mark or logo of the company that had created it, so there was no way that this mask could contain anything different.

Sure enough, he found a strange logo that looked like a mix-up of the sun and the moon. There was a half-moon, and half of it was the sun. He could see below that there were two letters 'SL' engraved in cursive writing. So the manufacturer's name was SN. He nodded and kept the mask back where it was without even moving an inch. He made it seem like the mask was never moved, and even people with hardcore OCD tendencies wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

After doing that, he stood up and gracefully walked out without making any sound.

Then he silently went back to the servant quarters and covered himself with the blanket. But seeing that the system was still engrossed in spouting nonsense about how beautiful that elf girl was, he finally couldn't stand it anymore. Veins popped on his forehead as he whispered through his gritted teeth, "Will you just shut up?"

The system didn't care about his host's dark expression and smiled joyfully. "Host, I'm giving you so many ideas. How come you're not responding to me?"

"Because what you're saying is ridiculous." Zion took a deep breath to calm himself and said, "I would like to sleep now. Tomorrow, we have a big day, and we might end up finding solid evidence against our masked murderer, so kindly, let me sleep!"

When the system heard that they could capture the murderer tomorrow, the joy of seeing a beauty subsided, and he nodded before shutting up his mouth.

***

The next morning, when Zion woke up, he deliberately chose the work where he could go out and purchase the items for gardening with one of the human servants. At first, he was wondering what he should do with this human, but after reaching the gardening shop, he saw many humans lined up in a row, so he decisively left the human servant there and ordered him to continue the purchase. If everything is bought, the human should stand as it is here and wait for Zion to come back.

After instructing the human, the latter nodded dully and stood in the line. To be honest, he was a little bit guilty to treat a fellow human like this, but he wouldn't, everyone would be suspicious. He suppressed the discomfort in his heart and continued to walk in the market.

While going, he could see many humans standing outside the shops in a line to make a purchase. It seemed that it was the favorite activity for the elves to send off the humans to make a purchase while the elf servants would wander in the market without hindrance. He could even see many elves laughing and chit-chatting in the nearby restaurants while the humans worked hard under the sun.

Zion felt uncomfortable after watching such a scene. He moved his gaze away and glanced at the shops nearby. Occasionally, he would stop some servant elves and ask them the address of the shop named SN. After a few minutes of searching, he finally found the shop.

He stood in front of it and stared at the door for a long time. The shop that had created such a unique mask that covered the entire face was in a shabby condition. After seeing the broken condition of the door and windows, no one would be able to tell whether this shop was the same that had made the silver-colored mask for the murderer. Perhaps that's why the killer had chosen this shop in the first place so that no one could find it out.

Zion averted his gaze and walked inside. As he opened the door, the bells hanging on the door rang, and a voice echoed from the inside. "Is there a customer?"

A frown crossed Zion's forehead, and he instantly replied, "Yes. I wanted to create a mask." He wanted to say more things, but as he entered the shop and looked around, the words he wanted to speak died in his mouth. What he saw in front of him was a strange scene of emptied-out cabinets, and right behind the counter, he could see a man standing with his eyes upward as he was trying his best to see who had come but couldn't because of blindness.

Zino's expressions changed, and he silently cursed the masked man for choosing such a shop. After calming himself down, he walked forward and sat on the chair in front of the counter. "You're the owner of this shop?"

The man nodded. "I create exquisite masks for various occasions. I have even created some for the royalty!"

Of course, he had. Otherwise, why would the gentle husband at the palace have two sets of it? Zion thought to himself in his heart, but he didn't dare to say a word of it. He nodded and said, "I want to create a mask made out of pure silver for my master. How much would it cost?"