Pablo said a shocking thing.
Darcel and Watson had their mouths wide open.
They never heard such a thing.
Even Kids get raped and that too males? Blasphemous.
"What are you even saying, my lord?" Darcel barked.
"Before that, tell all the villagers to gather. Who is the chief of the village?" Pablo asked.
"I am the chief." Darcel was the chief.
"Then call all the villagers and tell them no one leaves until I am done here."
"Everyone is already here, my lord. They are all outside my house."
"Then tell them no one is allowed to leave. And if someone tries to escape, I will kill them." Pablo ordered.
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Darcel went outside, did the announcement and came back.
"Itâs done. Now tell me what are you talking about?"
"He is a great detective, Darcel. If he says so then it must be true." Watson, the carriage driver, sided with Pablo.
"Even so. Whatâs the proof of their rape, my lord?" Darcel asked.
"Here." Pablo pointed at the dead bodies of the children. They were lying with their stomach on the ground.
"There are blood marks on their back side. I donât know how to make it sound nice but they were fucked. Anal. Thatâs the only way to do it with Males after all."
Darcel and Watson looked closely and they really saw the blood marks.
"Still that doesnât outright show that they wer-"
"Strip their clothes." Pablo ordered.
Darcel stared at Pablo.
"I donât have all day. Do it."
"Y-yes." Darcel removed the clothes from his childrensâ body with shivering hands.
After a few seconds, all three kids were naked.
Pablo sat down near them.
"See this. There is blood here as well. This shows forceful insertion. Do you want some other proof? I am sure the culprit must have ejaculated inside them. You might see some white stuff on all three of them. Do you want to check?"
"Uh. No. I agree with you. You are right. Itâs exactly like you said." Darcel finally accepted Pabloâs idea. He also didnât want to see deeper as well. He stood up and Watson did the same but Pablo remained seated near the bodies.
"Letâs cover them again." Watson tore the curtain of the house.
"No. Donât do it. Let them stay like this. And also, strip the woman as well."
"My lord?" Watson and Darcel both showed shock.
"Donât question a detective. And she is already dead. I have seen enough naked bodies. Do it if you want to find the culprit." Pablo scolded.
Darcel had no choice but to accept Pabloâs order. If he had to find the culprit then Pablo was his only hope.
He stripped his wife naked as well and Pablo moved towards her.
He spread her legs, watched her closely. He touched her in all places and Darcel closed his eyes.
"Hmm. She was not raped. But she surely was crying. Tears streamed down her face. The kids must be toyed in front of her." Pablo shared.
"Okay. Now that you know all this, who killed them? Which bastard did it? Tell me." Darcel begged for answers.
"When did you see them dead?" Pablo asked another question. He was still near the bodies.
"I supply meat and vegetables to the cities. I am usually away from home for days. After five days, when I came back home today, I was welcomed with this sight. The dead bodies of my whole family. Help me, my lord." Darcel broke into tears.
"I see. Itâs been twenty four hours since their death. They were raped and killed here in this hall and their dead bodies werenât moved from their spot. Rigor Mortis is meaningless here."
"Rigor what?" Watson and Darcel didnât know that.
"Nothing. Just know that they died twenty four or twenty six hours ago. And all four of them were killed in this hall."
"But who killed them??" Darcel roared.
Pablo jerked his head at him. "If you ask me this same question again, I swear in my fucking name, all the remaining family you have left will die as well."
Darcel bowed his head. "I am sorry, my lord. I am just so desperate today."
"I know. But let me concentrate. I also want to finish this shit as fast as possible." Pablo said and Darcel kept quiet.
Pablo touched the bodies again and he had a frown on his face.
âHow did they even die? They have no wounds on them. Weapons arenât used against them. The culprit used his Ego.â
"Do you have any valuables inside your house? Like gold, or anything like that?" Pablo asked.
"I have." Darcel said.
"Then check them. See if they are stolen or not."
"Right." Darcel bolted deep inside his house and after two minutes he came back.
"All the valuables are safe, my lord. In fact, I am sure they werenât even touched."
"I see. So the motive wasnât money. Are there any other little kids in this village?"
"No. Only my kids were under eighteen here."
"Alright. So the culprit just wanted to rape them. No money, nothing. He just wanted to have some fun. No. Not âheâ. They. There were four culprits in total."
"Four culprits, my lord?" Darcel was shocked again.
"Yes. Three people did the deed with the kids and one man held back the wife. They took turns. All three kids wereâŚwhat should I say.. Creampied? And if it were only one man then all three kids shouldnât have gotten the white stuff on them. As I donât think one man had enough stamina to do all of them and ejaculate in each one as well. So more than one person used your kids. Are you getting my point? Or should I go into more detail?"
"Ugh. No. Itâs fine. I got it."
Pablo nodded and examined the bodies some more.
After five minutes, he finally stood up.
"Watson," He said. "Cover them. And cover them in such a way that not even a single strand of their hair is visible."
Watson acted right away. He didnât question anything.
After the bodies were covered, Pablo gave another order.
"Move them to the center of the hall."
"My lord?" Darcle questioned.
"Just do as he says." Watson spoke.
Darcel reluctantly obliged and after a few seconds all four dead bodies were in the center of the hall.
The bodies were lived up horizontally, next to each other and Pablo sat cross legged in front of their feet.
"Now, Darcel," Pablo spoke. "Call everyone inside."
"Are you sure, my lord?" Darcel asked.
Pablo smiled. "Yeah."
He rubbed his palms and took a deep breath. He was ready.
"Itâs time for the big reveal."