My Immoral Detective System

Martin was so shocked that he couldn't move for a long time. He just sat on the ground and stared at the dead body in a daze. It wasn't like he hadn't seen a dead body with his own eyes. It was just that the condition of the dead body was so bad that he couldn't even recognize the face.

There were multiple scratches on the skin of the dead man's naked body. Yes, naked, but Martin couldn't even tell because of the scratches all over the man's body. Even the dead dwarf's lower part was damaged to the point of being unrecognizable.

The scratches were so many and so deep that there wasn't a single part of the body that could be seen as a whole. It almost felt like his entire body was filled with scratches and wounds.

Was this man tortured to death?! Martin frowned at this. Then he looked at the man's face. The face seems to be crushed with some heavy thing multiple times. The vision before him was so gross that Martin felt the bile of vomit rising upon his throat.

All the muscles and tendons of the dead man's face were in a mess. Even the hair, brain, and other parts of the dead man were messed up. Martin couldn't continue looking at that scene and averted his eyes.

Just as he did that, he noticed there was something shining in the corner of the room. He frowned and went there only to realize that it was rather a necklace. The necklace had an oval pendant dangling as he picked it up. After observing it for a while, Martin realized that this pendant had an opening.

He frowned. His eyes squinted at that for a moment as he moved his fingers to open it. The moment he did, he noticed two pictures on both sides of the pendant inside it. Of course, this world wasn't the 21st century of the modern Earth. Due to the limitations of technology, there wasn't any method to take photographs.

Still, the pictures that were hand-drawn and stuck to the pendant walls inside seemed to be carved so perfectly that they almost seemed like real people. At this time, Martin couldn't help but marvel at how the painter had done a good job. If it were Zion in his place, the latter would have thought of photographs from his own world.

But since Martin wasn't aware of the technological benefits of another Earth, he only thought that this picture was drawn very expertly. Then he thought that the man inside the pendant must have been the dead dwarf. So he would have to check up on the dead body again. Even the thought of looking back at that mess gave him a cringe as his heart was filled with disgust. 

But he couldn't not do anything about it. So he gathered up his courage and closed his eyes to hypnotize himself about how he could see the body without being fazed. After that just as he was about to take a deep breath and look back at the dead body behind him, he heard some rattling sound followed by the echo of footsteps.

Martin's body froze as he darted his head toward the door. How come the dwarf lady arrived so soon?! Wasn't she back with Zion?! Martin didn't think much about it and thought that there must be someone else, probably a soldier, entering this place.

So he promptly got up and escaped through the window. He didn't know who had come, but he was surprised to hear some rattling sound. It almost felt as if the person walking in that direction had chains all over his body. Martin frowned at that. He had the urge to go back to that house and look more clearly.

Just as he was hesitating, he saw a few soldiers coming in his direction. He instantly made a decision and walked away in the same way where he came from.

Since this was the second time he was using the shadow spying technique of Zion, didn't find it as difficult. He walked out of that place with apparent ease. It was a good thing that he took that necklace even though he was in a hurry.

He wondered where Zion was at that moment. Since the dead body was found at that dwarf lady's place, there was a high chance of her involvement in this case. Didn't it mean that Zion's life was also in danger?

Martin's lips pursed as he looked in the direction of the theatre. At this time, he could only go back to the inn and pray for the human's life. After taking a deep breath, he walked in the direction of the inn.

On the other side, Zion was not having a good time with the dwarf lady, who was using all her power and energy to melt his heart. He just wanted to stand there and rolled his eyes before shaking the woman's shoulders rapidly. After that, he almost wanted to hear her stop using sneaky little techniques to steal his heart.

Not even great actresses in his world who are as beautiful as this dwarf woman hadn't been able to move him. How could a mere dwarf achieve such a feat?

At this time, they were both sitting in a pavilion while the lady poured a glass of water in Zion's cup. She smiled gently at the man and said, "Have a drink, please. We have been walking across the garden for a long time now. I am sure you are thirsty." Then she paused and laughed. "Of course, you must be thirsty. We conversed the entire time, after all!"

Zion sneered in his heart. It was more likely that the dwarf woman standing before him conversed the entire time. He had stayed calm and cool the entire time. How could he be thirsty just by walking for half an hour? It felt like this lady wanted him to drink or eat something given by her.

Since this woman's voice was similar to that of the person they had heard in that dark room, he didn't want to put his guard down. So he looked at the cup on his table coldly and averted his eyes.

The dwarf lady's hands froze at this reaction. An expression of irritation appeared in her eyes momentarily, but she covered it up soon enough. A smile graced upon her lips as she placed the cup of water down on the table and said, "Why're you being so cold?! You haven't even asked me my name yet."

The woman pouted and acted as if she had been wronged for some reason. Zion glanced at the woman's heavenly face that looked so pure and innocent that any normal person would have been enchanted by her. But he wasn't a normal human being.

He was rather someone who knew that this woman had many things hidden in her heart. So it was better to stay far away from her so that he could stop himself from falling into her pit. As for the name…..

"What is it, then?" His voice sounded so cold and distant that the dwarf woman stared at him with her squinted eyes before she sighed and said, "Wanda Geissler."

Zion nodded and averted his eyes again. To Wanda, it almost seemed like the human wasn't affected by her charms and beauty. This hurt her pride a little. She frowned as if she were confused by someone who wasn't attracted to her face. She looks so beautiful and heavenly that no one was able to reject her before today.

But now that she found someone who could actually turn his head away from her beauty with a cold expression on his face, she was stupefied. Why wasn't he attracted to her? Was there any reduction in her beauty or something?

Panic filled her heart at this moment. She almost thought her face had become filled with wrinkles all of a sudden. Otherwise, who could tell what had happened? There must be something wrong with her that failed to attract the attention of such a human.

Wanda, being immensely proud of her beauty, only thought simply like this. She didn't even consider the fact that the human before her mustn't be attracted to her just because he didn't want to be in a relationship.

But she also couldn't force the man into surrendering to her. There wouldn't be any fun in that. So after thinking for a while, she sighed and decided to let the human go for now. After that, he would meet him fully prepared. She wouldn't let this human slip through her hands so easily!

Then she took a deep breath and said, "Fine. You don't seem so interested in me today. Forget it then. Just go back."

Zion looked at the woman in surprise. To be honest, he had already assumed that this dwarf woman was content to follow him and express her feelings for him. But instead, what she did was extremely strange. Why was she suddenly ready to let him go back?

A frown crossed his forehead at that thought.. But when he couldn't find an answer to that question, he ignored it and got up from his seat to walk out of the pavilion.