Demon hunter's Cooking Manual-Chapter 784 - 23 ’Carnival Invitation!

Chapter 784: Chapter 23 ‘Carnival’ Invitation!

The hiss was long and loud.

It fully revealed the shock of the person who made the sound.

And Pers’ and Roslor’s expressions further confirmed it.

The two stared at the computer screen as if they had seen a ghost.

At this time, the computer screen was no longer limited to monitoring Jason, Galen’s rooms, and the corridor, but the entire ‘Game Mansion’!

‘The contacts’ powers could naturally not do this.

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But as a senior executive of Zone F, Losa 11 had sufficient permissions to do so.

The colossal screen of the computer was divided into ten different frames.

Moreover, with Losa 11’s operation, these frames kept switching incessantly.

The speed was lightning-fast, and the images changed rapidly.

However, no matter how they switched, each frame was broadly consistent.

Massacre!

A bloody massacre!

The massacre of the ‘Brutalizer’!

The ‘Brutalizer’ emerged from the ‘House of the Brutalizer’ and, under surveillance, turned the screen crimson with blood.

“How, how could this be?”

Pers, as a ‘contact’, stuttered when speaking, his eyes nearly popping out of his sockets.

As a competent ‘contact’, Pers was well aware of the security measures of the ‘House of the Brutalizer’—so substantial they could be likened to an impregnable fortress.

But how could such a ‘House of the Brutalizer’ be ‘breached’?!

How could this be possible?!

Pers asked himself in disbelief.

Even this ‘contact’ thought he was hallucinating.

But almost immediately, the ‘contact’s’ face turned pale.

Because, in one of those frames, he clearly saw a ‘Brutalizer’ who had left the ‘House of the Brutalizer’ grab the head of his own ‘contact’ and laugh madly.

Pers knew that ‘contact’.

And not long ago, they had drunk together while on vacation.

“When this ‘game’ league is over, I’m planning to get married.”

Pers vividly remembered the happiness on the other’s face when he said this.

And now?

Only pain remained on that face.

There was merely ferocity and bewilderment.

Until death, this ‘contact’ never understood why the ‘Brutalizer’ he managed could leave the ‘House of the Brutalizer’.

Not only him, but the other dead ‘contacts’, guards, and security personnel were also confused.

Even Pers, Billder, and Roslor standing here were puzzled.

Only Jason and Losa 11 had a different look in their eyes.

Jason was serenely comprehending.

He was not surprised by the scene before him at all, since if one could send an uninvited guest to exploit the ‘Brutalizer’, naturally more could be sent.

This surely wasn’t achieved overnight.

To put it into action was to wear down a stone with dripping water, a work of painstaking duration.

Clearly, the ‘Planner’ had been preparing for quite a long time.

So, who could it be?

Is it one of those few?

Or two?

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Or perhaps all of them?

Jason speculated once again.

After all, aside from the time-consuming nature of this scheme, it also required a considerable status to coordinate, and there were only so many people with such status in the ‘Game Mansion’.

Naturally, Jason turned his gaze towards Losa 11.

Though there was a preliminary collaboration, Jason did not fully trust Losa 11.

The latter was still on his list of suspects.

Unless it was confirmed, Jason would not exclude him.

However, at this moment, Losa 11 wasn’t paying any attention to Jason’s gaze.

This eleventh-in-line heir to the Losa Family fixed his eyes firmly on the screen, his lips quivering slightly.

The moment the elevator door opened, when he saw Jason and the uninvited guest, Losa 11 had a rough idea of what means the ‘Planner’ would use to conclude the situation.

It was really too simple.

What better than a ‘Brutalizer’ riot?

Not only did it achieve the goal, but it also conveniently murdered and silenced, reducing the risk of exposing oneself.

More importantly, it wasn’t terrible even if the initial goal failed.

Because this follow-up action could make up for everything.

“Terrible fellow!”

Losa 11 murmured softly.

With the ‘care’ of his father, elder brother, and nine other brothers and sisters since childhood, Losa 11 understood that he was mediocre compared to them.

He couldn’t achieve the genuine cold-blooded ruthlessness, nor could he turn a blind eye to certain things.

So, he always kept himself hidden, and even when banished to the periphery of the Losa Family’s territory in Zone F, he voiced no complaints.

Even, in some respects, it was a relief for him.

A ‘compromise’ between the conflict of his family’s sense of duty and his own convictions.

However, now he was profoundly startled.

Quite simply, the scale of what was unfolding before him gave him the feeling of facing his brothers and sisters.

They liked to do things this way.

And every time, he was exhausted handling the aftermath.

Could it really be his brothers and sisters?

Suddenly, this thought burrowed into Losa 11’s brain.

Instantly, this eleventh heir to the Losa Family not only trembled in his lips but also shook a little in his body.

Fear!

He was truly afraid!

Just thinking about a life dominated by his father, brothers, and sisters, Losa 11 felt darkness before his eyes, a tightness in his chest, and the feeling of suffocation began to rise from the bottom of his heart.

“Losa 11?”

Billder noticed Losa 11’s abnormality and gently pushed the young master’s shoulder.