My Immoral Detective System

The masked man walked over and looked at Zion for quite a while before taking out something from his pockets. Just as he was doing that, the system, who was nicely sleeping inside the host's mind, popped out with a frantic expression on his face and looked at the detective. "Host, do you want me to initiate the antivirus system?"

Antivirus system? Zion wanted to frown, but when he remembered pretending to be asleep, he could only bite his lips and become stubborn enough to stay on the ground. When someone looked at him, they would think he was sleeping, but inside his mind, he talked to the system. "You still haven't told me everything, have you?"

"This is not the time to discuss this!" The system urged and noticed that the masked man had already taken out the cloth and pursed his lips, and said in a hurried tone, "Quick! Tell me! Should I turn it on?"

"Okay, but do tell me what it does after that."

The system brought out a keyboard from somewhere and typed before he sighed in relief. Then he showed his host a thumbs up and said, "Of course! You see, this was the main reason why my boss called me back to the heavens. He wanted to install this unique system within me to help me deal with any strange poison, sleeping pills, and foreign particles forced to enter the body. So, you see, host, you won't be able to get unconscious anymore by things of this world!"

"Then what about otherworldly objects?" Zion's eyes narrowed. "If the cloaked black man brought out something that doesn't belong to this world, will your so-called security still help?"

007 was choked at this kind of reply. He should have chosen his words carefully before speaking. His lips pursed as he thought about what his boss had told him before sending him off.

'007, you and your host are now immune to any virus, germs, and things that can cause the body through food, air, water, and even smell, but remember, if something's related to a different world, the process will become considerably slower. Keep in mind that you both are cautious around that black-cloaked man. I fear he's not so simple.'

The system coughed and averted his eyes. It was easy for his boss to find out that the black-cloaked man could belong to a different world or may have access to otherworldly things, but how come his host realized this?! He hadn't told a single thing about this to Zion!

007 finally shook his head and decided to be honest with his host. "Host, to be honest, my boss told me about something." Then he explained everything, even the strange conclusion that the Methu man had come up with. After that, he sighed and said, "You're the right host. We should be careful and not take things for granted."

Zion's eyes squinted at this, and he said in a cold voice in his mind, "It's good that I concluded that this masked man isn't related to the imposter from the Vanne kingdom, but what if that were the case? What would have happened to be the imposter we were talking about? Didn't you think of this? I must stay conscious while on this secret mission if you don't want me to die an early death!"

The system's face paled, and he immediately went offline, fearing that his host would bring up another topic and scold him again for a mistake he had committed in the past.

Zion snorted and finally focused on what was happening outside. Even though he couldn't see anything, his ears were still in working condition. He soon realized that he was being carried on the shoulders of the masked man as his feet tapped on the cold stoned road. Soon, the sound came to a halt as the masked man stopped. He must be doing something with his other hand because he was holding Zion with only one hand.

After a while, he heard the sound of the door creaking as the man placed him on the floor of that place covered with fluffy clothes. Zion felt the man covering him with a blanket, tucking him in before closing the door. Just as that happened, he opened his eyes and found himself in the carriage but didn't dare to move. He knew that many such criminals had an OCD tendency that often forced them to remember certain scenes perfectly. If he were to move even a little bit, the man would be able to tell that Zion wasn't unconscious.

"007, come out."

The system refused to listen to him this time and sullenly said in a low voice, "Host, why do you like to scare me all the time?"

Isn't it because you're stupid? Zion thought but didn't say it out loud. He sighed and decided to coax the system. He practically had to roll his eyes when he thought of this. "Well, I'm calling you out for civilized conservation."

The system huffed and said, "I'm not coming out until you apologize and promise not to speak like that in front of me. Do you have any idea that if you die, I'll be discarded in one corner? That's a fate even worse than death! I would have to wait in the limitless space, wide awake and waiting for someone to fetch me! I would be doing nothing literally! Do you know how lonely it would be to wait in that kind of space forever? Of course, you would feel happy and blissful at first, but without someone to converse with, to share emotions and things, I would go mad! So host, please, don't go on joking about you dying!"

After that, Zion heard the loud cries of the host that made him purse his lips. He almost wanted to mute the system, but listening to what he had just said, he hesitated and sighed. He finally decided to compromise and said, "Fine. I promise I won't joke about my death anymore. Now come out, please."

The system sniffed and popped out with big tear drops falling out of his eyes. "Are you speaking the truth?"

"Yup." Zion paused for a minute as if thinking about why even he had called out the system and said, "Can you show me what the masked man is doing right now?"

The system nodded and wiped his tears. "I can show it to you as long as the man's within 1000 m radius." Then he tapped something on a keyboard that he took out from somewhere and sighed. "You're lucky, host. The man's still around here."

Zion nodded, and soon, something appeared on his screen. The system clicked on the full-screen button, and the small popup became overly large that flashed in front of the human's eyes.

The masked man was currently walking in the dark and climbing the stairs as he would usually do. Then he stopped right in front of one of the doors in the corridor. After that, he opened the door and entered the place quickly.

Zion's eyes were locked on the man as he entered the area and took hold of two more children. After that, the man walked out of the house with ease. This man also made those children unconscious while on the way to not make a noise.

After thirty minutes, the man had already transported about four kids inside the carriage other than Zion. So by the time the man started driving the carriage, there were already five children inside, and the man sang a soft tune while driving.

Zion's lips pursed at that as he suppressed his desire to shut the man's mouth. Seriously, this kind of tune could send a chill down any normal living being's spine. It almost looked like a horror movie scene where he was forced to watch a man humming a sweet tune while he kidnapped a few children to kill them brutally.

After a while, he felt the carriage finally stopping all of a sudden as the man's footsteps echoed outside. Finally, Zion would find out exactly where the man went to find the underground where he killed the children. For this, he shut his eyes and pretended to be unconscious like other children.

This time, the man didn't carry them all on his shoulders. Instead, he dragged a flat surface with wheels on its four legs. After opening the carriage door, the man placed the children gently on the surface of that flat thing. Since Zion was lying at the far end, away from the eyes of the man as he dragged the wheel away, he opened his eyes and looked around only to be surprised by where he was!

It was the servant quarters in the palace!

Just how conning the masked man created an underground chamber to commit crimes through the servant quarters? If someday, this chamber was to be discovered by Queen Odina, the blame would directly go to one of the servants, and he feared that even the head servant might end up getting impacted by this.