Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties novel Chapter 47

[Ping! Resolve the murder case in 15 minutes, unlock the WITTY SAGE, and three system gems.]

The system gave him no space to think before the pop-up.

"15 minutes?"

He shouted. Everyone turned to him. He knew he had to say something to make up for the distraction.

Instead of explaining himself, he walked into the room.

"Nobody should follow me."

He warned the rest. All the girls had horror etched in their faces. The Cannibals were restless, they wanted to break in, but the words of their Lugal was a barrier. They dared not break it. Not after he'd been crowned.

Getting to Claire, he noticed that her hands and legs were trembling, but her face held no emotions.

"How could she kill him?"

"What did she do to him?"

"How bitter can she be?"

Damien ignored the other girls. He had a business only with Claire. He flipped out the window system. He saw a timer and called it out. He suspended the timer in the air, so he could see it while he worked. To the girls, he was just making finger movements in the air.

14:58:46...

Before Damien asked any question, he allowed himself to do some thinking.

WHY DID THE SYSTEM GIVE ME FIFTEEN MINUTES?

THE EVIDENCE IS RIGHT HERE BEFORE OUR EYES.

COULD THERE BE MORE TO THIS?

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO FIGURE IT OUT, IF THERE IS.

Neither his subconscious mind nor his vibrant brain could provide an answer to any of the questions. He couldn't linger in his thoughts for long.

He moved even closer. Claire wasn't making an attempt to leave the spot she was. It seemed as though she had been glued to that spot.

"Did you really do it?"

He asked her finally. She slowly looked up at him. A stray tear danced down her left cheek.

DON'T CRY FOOL, TELL ME THE TRUTH.

Sorry, but Damien didn't have the patience. He had a timer reading before his eyes. Three fucking system gems. Even though he hadn't used the two he had, he knew that having more gems would mean luxury. He couldn't take the chance of losing the opportunity.

She sniffled when she noticed that he wasn't buying it? She nodded slowly.

Damien gulped.

"Are you sure?"

Even though he asked, he couldn't wait for her response. He walked closer to the corpse of the Cannibal.

SHE ADMITTED TO HER CRIME, BUT WHY DIDN'T THE TIMER GO OFF YET?

I HATE TO BELIEVE THAT THERE'S MORE TO THIS.

~ she didn't kill him ~

Damien heard a family voice in his mind. He looked to his back, the wolf wasn't there. He knew that he couldn't walk out on them to go search for the wolf at such a critical moment.

One thing was certain, the wolf was around there somewhere. Probably behind the hut.

WHO KILLED HER THEN?

He asked the wolf.

~ I can't tell you that. find it out for yourself. i bet you, you'll be so stunned to realize who it was. one of the girls. ~

"I'll be stunned. One of the girls?"

He mumbled.

TELL ME PLEASE, I HAVE A LIMITED TIME.

No answer came. The wolf obviously had dumped him.

THAT FOOL!

He gritted his teeth. But he was grateful too. If the wolf hadn't said a thing, he probably would have a hard time figuring out that it wasn't Claire. Though he wasn't convinced yet. For all he knew, the wolf might be messing with him. Some sort of revenge?

Damien squatted by the corpse and observed closely. He noticed some obvious details which he missed earlier.

There was a big gory hole in the chest of the dead Cannibal. And there was a blue stain on his lips. Aside from those, there wasn't any other interesting thing.

The blood which had flooded the corpse must be from the chest. That was very obvious.

He stood up from the corpse. He didn't turn yet.

THIS HOLE COULDN'T HAD BEEN MADE BY THAT KNIFE WITH A THIN EDGE. IT'S TOO WIDE.

He took a glance at Claire who was looking down, sobbing stealthily.

IF SHE DIDN'T KILL HIM, THEN WHO DID.

COULD IT BE THAT THAT BASTARD WAS RIGHT?

Damien was reluctant to believe that the wolf was right.

YET, WHY DOES SHE PRETEND THAT SHE KILLED HIM.

WHAT IS SHE HINTING AT?

He took a deep breath. He turned slowly and looked at the rest of the girls who were mumbling. He browsed through the girls, looking from one to the other.

WHO COULD IT BE AMONGST THEM ALL?

I MUST BE CAREFUL DEALING WITH THIS CASE, ELSE I MIGHT END UP ACCUSING THE INNOCENT.

He refused to make guesses. He observed the corpse again then looked at the timer.

11:56:23

I GUESS I STILL HAVE TIME.

He turned to Claire and grabbed her other hand. She was shocked.

"What are you doing?"

He didn't reply. He pulled her closer to the rest who were at the door of the hut.