Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil-Chapter 317: Crime Scene

A clean glove often hides a dirty hand.

But dirty hands are a sign of clean money.

Inside the General Lambord's mansion's red room, Dilinger was inside boiling oil but he was about to jump out of it as he had gained enough strength after eating his own left wrist.

But Pablo couldn't have Dilinger get out of the container. He wanted to see the fat man dead.

So, to make sure Dilinger stays inside, Pablo decided to dirty his hands as well and jumped inside the boiling hot oil himself.

SPLASH!

"Czarr?" Draxus couldn't comprehend what just happened. Pablo willingly jumped on the hot oil. The amount of bravery required to do that was nothing Draxus could imagine.

'What are you made of, czar?'

Pablo could heal but that doesn't mean he won't feel any pain. His skin was getting burned, Draxus could see it. And yet, his czar didn't even flinch.

Meanwhile, Pablo had stopped paying attention to anything. Only Dilinger remained in front of his eyes.

"What kind of idiot are you? Why did you jump inside?" Dilinger shouted.

Pablo held Dilinger's head. "To drown you."

Pablo pushed Dilinger's head inside the hot oil.

"Don't underestimate me!"

Dilinger shouted and raised his head again.

'He is strong. I have to do something.'

Pablo made up his mind but then Dilinger placed his hand on Pablo's head.

Before Pablo could do something, the fat man pushed Pablo's face inside the oil.

"Now you will drown!"

Pablo faced all stages of pain in one go and his skin constantly burned and healed itself.

But Pablo had already made up his mind. He won't die.

'Come out.' He commanded and there was only one thing which he would command like that.

Colt.

A black sword manifested on his hand inside the boiling oil. The oil did it nothing and while still being inside the oil, Pablo slashed Colt in the air.

The next second, Pablo was finally free from Dilinger's hold as he brought his burnt face out of the boiling oil.

He got free from Dilinger not because the fat man found pity for him, but because Pablo cut Dilinger's right hand altogether.

The hand flew in the air and Pablo caught it.

Then, as Pablo had already copied Dilinger's Ego, he did the same thing as the fat man to gain strength.

He took a bite of Dilinger's right hand. And since he wanted more strength, Pablo ate half of Dilinger's right hand.

"You.. you.. what did you do?" Dilinger was shocked out of his wits.

Draxus also saw it and he had no words to spare.

Pablo threw away half of the hand and glared at Dilinger.

"Round two."

Pablo swung Colt again and this time he cut down the left hand of Dilinger.

The fat man was now without hands.

Pablo then sat down inside the container. His whole body under the boiling oil. The pain was too much but it was just pain.

Fully submerged inside the oil, Pablo saw Dilinger's legs.

He swung Colt once more and cut down both legs of Dilinger in one swing. Pablo's strength was really boosted after the meatful right hand of the Abyssal Butcher.

After cutting the limbs, Pablo stood up inside the container again and Draxus had to close his eyes upon seeing Pablo's condition.

The muscle fibers were visible on Pablo's face as it was completely burned. He had clothes on his body but the oil reached his skin all over.

Nevertheless, Pablo wasn't in any mood to feel pain.

After losing his hands and legs, Dilinger dropped deep inside the oil and only his cries came out that too as bubbles.

Giving himself a nod, Pablo decided he could leave the container now.

He wasn't feeling his legs anymore but he knew they were there so he would jump out.

But just when he was about to do that, he felt his legs again and along with that, he also felt some teeth on it.

'He is biting me?'

The fat man still hadn't given up. He was biting Pablo's left leg, his calf in particular.

Pablo could behead Dilinger right there and then but he wanted the fat man to die from the boiling oil.

Pablo instantly moved his leg back but Dilinger's teeth were locked on it.

"Fine. Show your face."

Pablo held Dilinger by his hair and brought him out of the oil.

In doing so, Dilinger managed to snatch a piece of meat from Pablo's calf.

The fat man instantly chewed on it and ate it.

But Pablo didn't seem to care about that puny piece of meat.

"I am still stronger than you."

Dilinger had no hands or legs, so what could he do even after getting some strength.

"But I certainly hate you eating everything. So.."

Pablo forcefully made Dilinger open his mouth and with his right hand, Pablo held the front tooth of the Abyssal Butcher.

Dilinger widened his eyes and Pablo smiled.

"No teeth, no treat."

SPLUCK!

Pablo pulled out the front four teeth of Dilinger.

He threw them away and let go of Dilinger again.

The rapist fell on the boiling oil again and again, he tried to eat Pablo's leg meat.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bite anything. It was over. Without his teeth, his Ego was nothing.

And if someone were to see Dilinger it would look like a culprit desperately trying to ask for forgiveness by kissing the feet of his punisher. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

But alas, there was no forgiveness inside Pablo's heart.

This time, he was finally ready to jump out of the container and he did it as well.

He was, at last, out of the boiling oil.

"Czar." Draxus dashed at Pablo. "Are you alright? Why did you do that?"

Pablo's skin slowly healed itself and the most damaged part was his legs and feet.

"Get me a change of clothes." He ordered.

"I already have them. I know you would want that." Draxus gave Pablo some clothes.

Pablo nodded and removed his oil drenched clothes. Everything. He was completely naked now.

Cupid closed her eyes while Pablo did all that but she was ignored.

"Does this room have a bathroom?" Pablo asked.

"Yes. There." Draxus pointed at the corner of the room.

The dead body of the General was lying there.

Pablo walked towards that and sliding the general away from his sword, he went inside the bathroom.

He washed himself and came out, wearing baggy clothes.

Draxus had given him the General's clothes so obviously they weren't his size.

"My Marshal uniform got trashed though."

"You will get a new one. Probably." Draxus replied.

Pablo gave a nod and glanced at the container.

"What about him?" He asked.

"Well, it's silent. You might find his bones if the oil doesn't burn them or not."

"Forget it. Our job is done here. Put more wood under the container, increase the fire and let's leave. But make sure to not leave anything behind that could connect this incident to us."

"As you say. But why bother? No one will be worried anyway. And you are a Marshal now."

"Just do what I say. You can ask your questions later. Though, we can make sure what people should think upon seeing all this."

Draxus nodded. He won't ask anything for now.

"Alright. And you are right, it shouldn't feel like murder." Draxus agreed with Pablo.

Pablo nodded and dragged the General's body near the container.

"Pour some oil on his hands. Store the match box inside his pocket. Cut his finger tips with some wood." Pablo ordered and Draxus did everything he said.

Pablo looked around the room. Dilinger's half right and left hand was lying.

"Put them inside the container too."

Draxus did that.

"Now keep me inside your shadow. I don't want people seeing me wearing such clothes and suspect something."

Draxus nodded and without any questions, stored Pablo inside his shadow.

"Now leave the room. Keep the door open. All the doors." Pablo spoke from inside the shadow.

Draxus obliged and following what Pablo said, he left the mansion.

After thirty minutes, Draxus reached the camp and dropped Pablo in front of the room he used to stay in when he was a candidate.

Pablo went inside his room. He will start living in his new room on ground 7 from tomorrow. For today, he didn't go there as someone might see him coming late at night.

Draxus was also inside Pablo's room.

"What do you want?" Pablo asked.

"It's just you are a Marshal now. You don't need to fear anything."

Pablo sighed. "The rapist, Dilinger, that I just killed. Who was he?"

Draxus shrugged. "I don't know. Should I?"

"He was an Abyssal Butcher just like you."

"So?"

"So just like you are under me, he was also under someone."

"Under someone stronger than you?"

"Many times."

Draxus raised his brows. "Who was he under then?"

Pablo rubbed his temples, getting ready for the upcoming pain as Dilinger was under none other than…

"The First Marshal."