MM Racing Chapter 176 The Discovery of Katarina
Chapter 176 The Discovery of Katarina
Chapter 176 The Discovery of Katarina
The blonde maid was completely unaware of the unusual situation behind her. All her attention was completely drawn to the black briefcase in front of her.
She walked up to the box, squatted down, and with an excitement akin to "winning the lottery," unlocked the box.
"Clatter".
The lid of the box was slowly opened. Inside lay a male corpse, curled up, eyes wide open, his face still bearing traces of pain and terror.
It appeared before her eyes.
Although she was nominally a maid, she was ultimately someone who made a living on this pirate ship. She had seen far too much bloodshed and death. Therefore, facing the corpse before her, she felt no fear whatsoever; instead, she examined it with great interest.
Looking at the corpse's expression, which was somewhat ferocious due to extreme pain, a genuine joy even appeared on her face. It seemed that she had suffered quite a bit of torment before she died.
Live it!
She reached out her finger and poked the corpse's cold, stiff cheek with some disgust.
However, upon closer inspection, he's actually quite good-looking. Deep-set eyes, a high nose bridge—you can tell he's a typical Ruenian.
Is that all she uses to attract the captain? That damn philanderer!
The thought that the captain might have touched her face with the same hand that had once touched her stirred an uncontrollable fire of jealousy and anger within the blonde maid.
How do we get rid of this eyesore of a corpse?
She stood up and began pacing around the room, thinking of a solution.
Throw him directly into the sea to feed the fish? No way, that's too easy on him.
Or should we chop him up and burn him?
Just as the blonde maid was racking her brains, trying to figure out the best way to dispose of the corpse to vent her anger...
In the huge full-length mirror behind her, Katarina's figure had already silently appeared.
She didn't immediately step out of the mirror, nor did she make any movement. She simply crossed her arms and watched with great interest the amusing one-woman show unfolding before her.
It's like admiring a fun toy.
She vaguely remembered this blonde maid.
That was one of Tracy's most cherished "toys" during her most rebellious and individualistic period. It could be considered one of the "tools" Tracy used to rebel against herself and express her individuality.
However, now that Tracy has been "corrected" back to the "right path" by that more interesting man, the status of this "tool" seems to have plummeted.
From the blonde maid's jealous and malicious mutterings, Katarina quickly figured out the situation.
Inside that black box was the body of Monkey Brando, the man who had captivated young Tracy. And this reckless maid was now planning to destroy this "relic," which was incredibly important to Tracy, and erase all traces of it.
"How naive! A guy who doesn't understand love at all," Katarina commented on the blonde maid's behavior.
To be honest, Katarina was also a little curious about the man named Monkey Brando.
She also wanted to see for herself what kind of person could turn her daughter into that kind of person.
Well, now is a good time. If little Tracy were here, she would never let her touch it.
Just as the blonde maid finally made up her mind and reached out to close the suitcase again and take it away to dispose of it, a strange, sweet fragrance suddenly wafted up.
"Um--?
She took a breath unconsciously, and suddenly everything went black before her eyes, her body went limp, and she fainted, collapsing onto the cold floor.
"Little Tracy, remember to thank me!"
Katarina slowly stepped out of the mirror without making a sound. She went to the open suitcase, looked down at the corpse inside, and examined it.
"She looks like a very innocent little one." She looked at the face that was contorted with pain but whose delicate features were still faintly discernible, and said softly in a tone tinged with regret.
"What a pity, to die like that."
If I hadn't died, what an interesting experience it would have been to have a forbidden and seductive young "romance" with this seemingly naive and stubborn guy, and to personally guide him step by step into depravity, making him succumb to my charm.
If things went well, she could also give Tracy a cute little brother. Just imagining Tracy's face, twisted with despair from jealousy, anger, and betrayal, when she saw this scene, made Katarina's lips curl into a genuine, joyful smile.
This way, it can help young Tracy experience "despair" in advance to prepare for the ascension, allow her to relive the taste of love from her youth, and add new blood to the cult—truly a win-win-win situation.
"What a pity you died so young."
Katarina stretched out her well-maintained, fair fingers and gently, with a hint of provocation, stroked the cold, stiff cheek of the man.
However, after a moment, the smile on her face slowly faded, and her brows furrowed slightly.
Years of experience, along with the intuition of a high-ranking "witch," made her feel—"
Something seems off about this body.
On the body, there are many strange and conflicting spiritual reactions.
Ritual magic was used for preservation? No, that's not the main reason—she quickly saw through the disguise.
Although some time had passed, she could clearly sense that the body had been handled in a very professional manner after death.
Without further hesitation, she reached out and directly lifted the tattered, blood-stained clothing covering the upper half of the corpse.
Several scars that looked like old wounds appeared before her eyes.
As a highly skilled "assassin," she possessed an exceptionally deep understanding of the human body and its wounds.
And these scars before our eyes...
In her opinion, it was far too "standard".
"Things are getting interesting."
After examining it carefully for a while, Katarina quickly found another piece of evidence.
Although the corpse's extraordinary characteristics had been removed, Katarina accurately determined, through some extremely subtle, almost imperceptible spiritual traces remaining on the body, as well as some abnormalities in the muscle tissue, that the corpse must have been an extraordinary being of the "Prisoner" pathway in life.
Over the years, she has become quite familiar with the extraordinary individuals who follow this path.
Most extraordinary individuals who follow this path are madmen who recklessly indulge their desires, but according to Tracy's description, this little guy named Monkey Brando is exceptionally pure in matters of the heart. In fact,
She needs her equally inexperienced daughter to take the initiative to seduce her.
This behavior is nothing like that of an extraordinary person who is a "prisoner" full of desires and impulses. Could it be that he is a member of the "Temperance" faction?
No, that's not right. Katarina quickly shook her head, rejecting the guess.
This corpse had a very low sequence number during its lifetime, at most sequence 8.
Under the active temptation of a "Witch of Pain" of Little Tracy's caliber, let alone a Sequence 8, even a Sequence 6 Temperance member would probably find it difficult to suppress the instinctive influence of the potion.
Moreover, Katarina's gaze fell on the body again.
Unlike the relatively handsome face, the body of this corpse—did not seem so "pure." Years of alcohol abuse and a chaotic private life had left indelible marks on this body.
A pure, innocent face, devoid of any romantic allure.
A lustful, weathered body.
"How interesting!" Katarina chuckled, glancing at the blonde maid who had collapsed to the ground.
"If I had arrived any later, the body might have already been disposed of—"
"Is it good luck or bad luck?"
Katarina went to Tracy's bed and picked up the handbag that Tracy had verified as belonging to Monkey Brando. Her curiosity had been completely piqued, and some plans that she thought had failed now seemed to have a chance of coming to fruition.
"A pure yet clever little one." Katarina licked her lips. "I like her too~"
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