Pablo said the opposite of what all the people had in mind.
He had separated five men from all the villagers so it was only natural to think those five were the criminals. But Pablo turned the tables on them.
"Then these five are not the ones who killed my family?" Darcel asked.
"Yes. These five are innocent and the killers are among these ninety five people on my right." Pablo revealed.
Everyone was taken aback.
"Haha. That’s right. I didn’t do anything." One man from the five men said. He was happy.
"You are a great detective." Another man praised.
"That’s right." Pablo said. "You all are innocent, that’s why I want you to clean the wounds from the victims’ bodies."
"Huh? But there shouldn’t be any wounds on their bod-" The man stopped midway.
Pablo smiled. "Keep talking. Why did you stop?"
Everyone turned their heads at the man.
"I mean there must be some wo-"
"That’s enough." Pablo raised his hand. The man stopped.
Pablo looked at Darcel.
"He is one of the culprits."
"Huh? What?" Darcel went wide eyed.
"No!" The man screamed. "You said all of us are innocent."
"Shut up." Pablo shouted back.
"Darcel."
"Yes, my lord."
"How many people got the full view of the dead bodies today?"
"No one other than us, my lord."
"Then how does this fucker knows that there aren’t any wounds on the bodies?"
"That’s.. that’s…" Darcel stuttered.
Pablo completed his words.
"That’s because he is the one who killed them."
GASP!
Everyone gasped.
"That’s just.. my tongue slipped. I didn’t know anything about murder." The man denied Pablo’s claims.
"Is that so?" Pablo stepped towards the man.
The man shivered with Pablo’s each step towards him.
"Are you afraid?" Pablo asked, smiling.
"N-No."
"You should be."
"Why is that?" The man asked, completely sticking to the wall.
Pablo stopped walking. He was just in front of the man now.
"Did you not kill the woman?" Pablo asked.
"No. Definitely not."
"Did you not raped the woman?"
"No."
"Then how did a piece of your cloth get stuck on her legs?"
"What? That’s impossible. I didn’t even touch her."
"But your handprints are all over the woman’s body?"
"That can’t be. You are lying."
"The Woman saw your face and she wrote your name with her blood."
"We all were wearing masks. That is imposs-" The man shut his mouth. His eyes went wide and he looked at the four men around him.
Pablo smiled. "There you have it, Darcel. He and his other friends did it."
"No! I didn’t do anything. I was forced. I was just holding down the woman." The nineteen year old boy grabbed Pablo’s feet. He came out with the truth as well.
"One more culprit came out, Darcel. He didn’t do your kids but he sure held back your wife." Pablo kicked the boy away.
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Then he held the three men and the boy and pushed them towards Darcel.
"These are your culprits. Keep the punishment of the boy less harsh. His crime is not that big."
"Then what about that fifth man?" Watson asked. Pablo hadn’t said anything about the man who went to the bathroom.
"This, well Darcel, this is your wife’s affair. Her boyfriend. She was cheating on you with this man."
"What?" Everyone exclaimed. Pablo revealed another shocking thing.
"How can you say that?" Darcel asked.
"The locket on your wife’s neck. And the locket on this man’s neck. They both have half hearts on it. One half is with your wife and one half is with him. If you join those lockets, a full heart will be made. And also, he had come inside your house many times. That’s why he knew where the bathroom was beforehand. That’s all."
The man whom Pablo accused was silent. He was looking downwards and that also proved that Pablo was right.
"And now that I have solved the case. Do whatever you want with them. But do it fast. I am waiting outside."
Pablo walked towards the exit of the house.
He opened the door and stepped foot outside.
"You bastard!" One of four men cursed and bolted at Pablo from behind.
"You chose the worst punishment for yourself." Pablo turned around, held the man’s neck.
"Give me a knife." Pablo said.
"Here." Darcel gave it. He was keeping one in his pocket.
Pablo held the knife and did his usual things.
He stabbed the knife inside both eyes of the man, then he held the right hand of the man and one by one cut all his fingers.
TINK!
He threw the knife.
THUD!
He let go of the man’s neck as the man fell down.
"Well, now you only have to punish three men." With these words, Pablo finally left the house.
Darcel glared at the culprits present in front of him.
"Everyone, tie these five men. I will deal with them later." Darcel gave the order and came out of the house as well.
The villagers were more than the culprits so it would be easy to tie them.
"Thank you so much, my lord." Darcel expressed his gratitude.
"That was amazing, my lord. You are one hell of a detective. How did you even figure those five were the culprits among all those people?" Watson was also there and he asked the same question that Darcel wanted to ask as well.
"My Ego and my instincts helped me. That’s all. And the culprits accepted the crime themselves."
"You are humble, my lord." Watson said.
"I want to ask one more thing, my lord." Darcel spoke.
"What is it?"
"What should be their punishment?"
"Anything you like. They are yours."
"But still can you give me an idea."
"Well, the three men who played with your kids deserve a harsh punishment. So, I think, cut off the very thing they used to commit the crime." Pablo gave an idea.
"The thing they used to do their crime. Do you mean their brain?"
"No. Cut their Thing."
Darcel’s mouth went agape.
"That’s so cruel." Watson had the same expressions.
Pablo just shrugged. "It’s just an idea."
"And what about the man who had an affair with my wife?" Darcel asked about one more punishment.
"Well, that’s easy. Do the same thing with him that he was doing with your wife."
"And that is?"
Pablo smiled. He looked at Darcel and shared the punishment of the man.
"Make the three Rapists have fun with that Man as much as they want."