Chapter 52 Lilith's Seduction (4)
—In other words, there is a high possibility that the Killer is non-human, but a Human Accomplice is present by the Killer's side?
Yes.
The forensic pathologist flipped Roger's body like a piece of beef or lamb, pointing to the dense cluster of bite marks caused by what appeared to be human teeth on the surface of the wound. "We have extracted multiple sets of human DNA samples from the surface of the bite marks; we are now just waiting for the comparison and analysis results from the laboratory."
Such perverted bite marks.. In other words, the non-human Killer is surrounded by a group of perverted Human Accomplices with cannibalistic tendencies, Roger was yesterday..
At this point, Wood gasped, "Could it be—"
I have my doubts as well.
Peterson, who had listened to Roger recount that terrifying and bizarre encounter that occurred on Christmas Eve alongside Wood, said with a frown.
But even so—
Wood raised an objection: "If that man and his followers killed Roger just to silence him, why did they let Roger leave safely that day, then for several days and nights.. until only yesterday.."
Perhaps this was their conspiracy from the very beginning.
Jason walked into the room and said calmly, "That man deliberately let Roger go, waiting until Roger told us about this before leading his followers to kill him, all to prove that everything Roger said was true."
Provocation?
That is certainly one way to put it.
Jason's gaze fell upon Wood: "Mister Master wants you to finish your work here early and return to the museum immediately."
Why?
The Mysterious World Art Exhibition that Mister Master has been preparing for since last year is about to begin.
Mysterious World Art Exhibition?
Wood was surprised.
He had never heard of this exhibition.
But out of absolute trust in the Boss and the Boss, Wood nodded without a second thought: "I understand, I'll head back right now."
Peterson, drive him.
“OK。”
Peterson agreed readily, walking out of the blood-scented room together with Wood.
For some reason, the moment he stepped out of the room, a sudden surge of intense despair and sorrow welled up from deep within Wood's heart, as if—
Boss!
Driven by an unknown impulse from deep within his heart, Wood turned his head and stared intently at Jason.
Anything else?
Wood bit his lip: "Tonight, no overtime. No one is to work overtime."
Why?
Jason was puzzled.
I don't know why I'm saying this, but.. just now, a voice echoed from deep within my heart. That voice said that something terrible will happen here tonight.. don't stay here, it's about to become very dangerous..
Dangerous? How dangerous?
Peterson was eager to give it a try.
Jason frowned after hearing Wood's words and said, "I will give your words serious consideration."
..
..
“Thank you~ See you tomorrow~”
Wood stepped out of Peterson's car and walked up the steps into the Museum. Just as he was about to greet the Day Shift Staff, a sweet, ethereal voice rang in his ears once again.
Darling, when will you answer my call?
(I have no idea what she is saying!)
Wood said to himself in his heart; the fact that this strange voice kept appearing in his ears made him feel a sense of intense vigilance.
[Pretending not to hear my voice? Even ignoring my very existence? Or should I say—you have already placed your entire trust in your Master? Poor child, you have no idea what it is you are surrendering~]
Do not trust That Guy; he is true evil, while you—you hold the key to destiny in your hands~
Listen to my advice and throw yourself into my arms. In my embrace, you will find eternal happiness and joy.. and, of course, that which you long for.. Kehehehe~
[..]
Incendiary and suggestive words drifted incessantly into Wood's ears.
Wood clenched his fists, about to—
Come here.
The Boss's voice suddenly rang out, like lightning splitting the darkness.
Wood hurried to the Boss's side: "I—"
I can already feel That Guy's aura.
Master said coldly, raising his left hand and swinging it with force—
Damn you! I won't give up!
After a piercing scream, Wood felt refreshed in both body and mind.
He looked at Master with an expression of pure adoration. "Boss, that voice just now—"
That was Night Demon's voice.
“Night Demon?”
Wood was shocked: "Accomplices of that strange man who invited Roger to the horror banquet?"
Master nods: "They are indeed old friends."
Old friends..
Wood recalled the feeling of discomfort he felt when leaving Roger's safe house, a sensation like filth clinging to his back that he couldn't shake off: "Are they still in contact? I mean—would that guy who spoke to me so strangely because Roger once attended that strange man's human banquet.."
This isn't something you need to worry about right now.
—Not?
The Mysterious World Art Exhibition that I have meticulously planned is about to begin. Over the next month, various strange or eerie items from all over the world will be sent to the museum's basement.
So, what the Boss means is—
Your work at the New York Branch is part-time, so you don't need to worry about losing that income even if you take a month or two off.
“..”
Wood looked at Master's god-like handsome face with a hint of unease: "Boss, you asked me to suspend my part-time job at the Special Events Investigation Department.. is it really just because the Mysterious World Art Exhibition is about to open and the Museum needs a large number of people? Or is it—"
What you're worried about will definitely not happen. Don't let your mind wander.
Master spoke softly, his fingers brushing through Wood's hair, leaving a soft and tender sensation: "How about I take you to a private island in the Pacific to live for a while after the Mysterious World Art Exhibition ends? It will be a sweet trip for just the two of us, on the island, there will only be us, where we can be as free and carefree as Adam and Eve in Eden~
As free as Adam and Eve in Eden..
Wood thought of something, his nose felt slightly warm.
Master saw through his thoughts and said seductively, "I know you're quite bothered by how pale your skin is—you might as well use this vacation to get yourself a healthy tan."
Mhm!
Wood nodded repeatedly, unaware that he had already fallen into an obvious trap.
..
..
After sending Wood back to the Museum, Peterson returned to his post. As soon as he stepped into the crime scene, he heard Jason announce loudly:
Everyone is to clock out on time tonight—no staying out after work, no staying at an Inn, return to your Apartments as quickly as possible, and—at night, no matter who knocks on your door or what reason he or she has, you must absolutely not open it! Unless you want to become a bloodless corpse before the Sun rises tomorrow!
Is Boss worried we'll be attacked by Vampires?
There is no direct evidence yet to prove that the killer is a Vampire, is there?
If the opponent is truly a Vampire, I think we—
—Don't think you are strong!
Jason interrupted the argument: "In the face of true power, you are even more humble than dust!"
“But—"
No 'buts'!
Jason's attitude was forceful, leaving no room for argument, upon turning to see Peterson, he asked tensely, "Is there anything unusual around Mister Master's residence? For example—strange faces from foreign lands."
Faces from foreign lands?
Peterson showed a look of confusion: "Boss, what are you worried about?"
I.. I.. I hope everyone can live until the Sun rises tomorrow.
Jason said solemnly, "We are about to face the greatest danger since the creation of the New York Branch."
The greatest danger?
Boss, you already know the identity of the Killer?
Is it a Vampire or—
“—Stop!”
Jason interrupted the commotion once again: "That is a powerful existence that you absolutely cannot provoke or afford to offend! For Him to kill us would be easier than killing an entire nest of ants with boiling water!"
If the enemy is so terrifying, why are we—actively sending Wood away? That Guy is..
But what!