Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil-Chapter 316: Dirty Hands

Pablo decided a punishment for Dilinger—Boiling.

Draxus raised his brows. "Boil as in boil?"

"Yes. Go around the house and find something big enough that can contain this bastard. Fill it with water or better yet, oil. Light fire under it. Just like how you cook food. The only difference this time is that you are cooking a feast."

"As you say."

Draxus went inside his shadow and went outside the room.

Dilinger remained sleeping and Pablo also didn't wake him up. His body had calmed down as well.

After ten minutes, Draxus arrived inside the room.

"Where is it?" Pablo asked.

Draxus said nothing and his shadow produced a big round container made of iron.

"This will do. Anything to light a fire? And oil?"

"I have everything, Czar."

Draxus produced items after items and Pablo smiled.

"You will be rewarded for this. I promise."

"Don't worry about that."

Draxus put the container on the stand of some kind.

Between the container and the stand, Draxus had some wood.

He then emptied jars of oil inside the container.

"It's a good thing that the General had enough things in his kitchen." Draxus said, filling the container with oil up to the brim.

"Should I light the wood? Or do you want to put him inside first?" Draxus asked.

"First boil the oil. It should be boiling to the limit. Then we will put him inside."

"Why not put him before boiling?"

"He might get away if we did that. What if he woke up before the oil burned him? That's why." Pablo explained but he was also afraid that Dilinger might try to eat the oil before it could boil and gain strength to run away from Pablo.

So the safest way to make sure that Dilinger dies is to throw him directly in the boiling oil. Even if he tries to eat the boiling oil, he might receive some damage to his throat.

Draxus didn't know what Dilinger's Ego was and Pablo couldn't tell him as well. Pablo's Ego should remain secret as… well, everyone thinks he has a white rank Ego and if anyone got to know about Mimemis Malefica then they would surely question its rank. As no one would think it is a white rank Ego and Pablo might face problems.

Nevertheless, Draxus didn't ask anything and obliged Pablo's commands.

He lit up the wood under the container and the oil would get hot slowly.

'I wish I still had the magma Ego.'

"How did you even think of this punishment?" Cupid asked a random question.

'I just wanted to torment him. My body won't be satisfied if it doesn't hear him wail in pain.'

Cupid stopped talking as she somewhat agreed with Pablo. She also feels bad for Freya, Pablo's sister of this world.

After fifteen more minutes, the oil was finally showing some smoke and bubbles.

"I think it's ready." Draxus said.

Pablo nodded. "Then let's get him ready as well."

Draxus and Pablo walked over to Dilinger who was still fast asleep.

"Don't move him too much. He will wake up." Pablo said.

Draxus nodded.

They removed the chains from his hands and legs, then Draxus held Dilinger's hands while Pablo had Dilinger's legs.

The man was heavy but both men weren't weak either.

They brought him over to the container.

"Three."

They swung him to the right.

"Two.

They swung him to the left and while bringing him above the container, they let go of him.

"One."

SPLASH!

The droplets of hot oil splashed out from the container and Draxus went inside his shadow.

Pablo remained standing in the same place though.

The oil splashed on his face making him flinch.

But the Vampire abilities in his blood healed his skin instantly.

However, the pain of the oil, the healing, Pablo paid no attention to that as his eyes remained on Dilinger.

He was inside the boiling oil and just after three seconds…

"Waaaaaaaa!"

Dilinger screamed at the top of his lungs.

"What is this!? Where am I? Helppp!"

All the alcohol escaped from his body as Pablo watched the fat man's skin peeling off.

Draxus also came out of his shadow and stood behind Pablo.

The man splashed oil all around and drops kept falling on Pablo.

Draxus remained hidden behind his czar as he couldn't heal his skin after getting burned.

Pablo couldn't care less about Draxus right now as all his focus was on the struggling Dilinger.

"Are you feeling pain?" Pablo asked but Dilinger was so busy making out his situation that he didn't even look around to see who spoke.

Nevertheless, when he heard Pablo's voice, he found hope. Someone was around him. They would save him.

"Yes. Save me! I am in pain! Save me!" He yelled for help.

"Just eat the oil and you will get strength to leave the pot." Pablo suggested.

"I can't eat liquid! It only works on solids!"

"Oh. Yes. I didn't even think about it. Haha." Pablo laughed. He thought Dilinger could eat anything but turned out choosing the boiling option was the right choice.

"Then try to eat the container you are in." Pablo suggested something else this time.

"I can't do that either. To eat that I have to face this oil. It will burn my face!"

Pablo smiled. "Then I don't know how to save you."

"Just give me your hand. Take me out of here!" Dilinger stretched out his hand. His eyes were closed. He was afraid oil would get inside his eyes, making him permanently blind.

"I won't save you." Pablo said directly.

"Why?! Anghh!" Dilinger grimaced in agony.

"If you open your eyes and see me, you will know why I won't save you." Pablo said.

Dilinger gritted his teeths. He had no time for riddles but he wanted to get out of the container. He couldn't get out by himself. The surface was too slippery and hot.

Therefore, he entertained Pablo and opened his eyes.

In front of him, he saw Pablo standing with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

"Now what? Who are you? I don't get it. Save me! We will talk later!" Dilinger didn't recognise Pablo.

"Do you remember Desper slum?" Pablo asked.

"What of it? What slum!?" Dilinger couldn't think straight.

But Pablo was there to help him. He had all the time he wanted.

"Desper slums. Where you and your friends had fun with a poor and sick girl who was just fifteen years old and made her brother watch her getting raped." Pablo said all that in one breath and with a smile, in the end, he asked :

"Does that ring any bells?"

Dilinger went wide eyed.

He remembered that. How could he forget such a thing? He had too much fun that night. He never found anything like that again. He did the same thing with other people but the thrill just wasn't the same. He did countless rapes after that but no other girl matched the level of that frail girl of the slum.

Dilinger wanted that same fun again so upon deeper thought, he had found why he wasn't getting the same amount of thrill he received from that frail girl. It was because at that time, her brother was watching her sister getting gangbanged.

After getting to know that, Dilinger deliberately chose girls who had a brother and in front of those brothers, he raped those sisters. That was the thrill he was missing.

Today, he had come to the General to just have casual sex and today was the day he got doomed as well.

"It's… you. You are alive!? How?!" Dilinger's mouth was wide open. Even with the facial changes he recognised Pablo full well.

"You will never save me. I know now. I will kill you this time!" Dilinger made up his mind.

He stopped asking for help and did what people do in extreme situations.

Dilinger put his left wrist inside his mouth and with no time to waste, he bit on the joint of the wrist.

Draxus wrinkled his nose at the scene but Pablo watched the man with no surprise.

Dilinger had already lost most of his skin, his fat stomach had shrunken as well. He wasn't that much of a threat now.

Dilinger chewed on the bone of his left wrist and as time went on, he increased the pressure.

The next second, the wrist came out from his hand and Dilinger gobbled it down.

He felt strength returning to him and he recovered enough to save himself.

"Just you wait. I am coming out now."

Dilinger bent his knees.

"He is going to jump, czar. He will get away." Draxus reminded Pablo but there was no need to do that.

"I knew it wouldn't be that easy to kill him."

"Now what? He will jump out." Draxus shouted.

"I have to dirty my hands as well."

Draxus didn't get it but before he could ask…

Pablo bent his knees and hopped inside the boiling oil himself.