Reincarnated As The Diabolic System

Shane didn't go home after that. He simply sat there at the shop inside the portal room with his legs crossed. He leaned against the wall as he closed his eyes and waited.

He would like to see just what the woman is talking about. He also ended up paying some Crana to the owner of this shop for booking this place for an extra hour.

An hour wasn't too long, as he heard his notification ring. He immediately opened the menu and glanced at the notification. The police had contacted him.

A frown crossed his forehead. Was this phone call related to what Hope said not too long ago?

He quickly picked it up as their voices echoed from the other side. "Mr. 12147484, we have found evidence of the person who perhaps stole Ed's dead body. We would like you to come and confirm whether you're related to the suspect or not."

Suspect? They've already discovered the evidence?

Shane's grip on his phone tightened as he spoke, "Who's the suspect. System 12254801, commonly known as Shane among his friends."

Shane's eyes widened as he felt his entire world collapsing. What the f*ck were they talking about? How could he steal his own master's body like that? No, perhaps they ended up picking up something he might have dropped earlier.

So he calmed down and asked in a curious tone, "Can you kindly tell me what it is that you found?"

"It's a watch with 'Shane' engraved at the back in Cinzel font. It has a detailed flower design. This is what helped us confirm the suspect's identity."

Shane froze. He couldn't speak for a while as he stuttered a reply. "I'm on my way."

After that, he hung up the phone. He instantly looked at his wrist watch that he had purchased after receiving money for the first time. He took it off and looked at the back.

There was his name engraved at the back in black with a beautiful flower design that could make anyone calm, but Shane wasn't. The more he looked, the more his heart went erratic.

Just what the heck was going on? How come his watch was the thing they found when in reality he still had it wrapped around his wrist?!

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He quickly put it in his inventory for fear that the officers would notice and find out something they shouldn't. He fixed his appearance and went to the police station.

It took him an hour to get things working. His current alias, at the very least, has been shown to have done nothing in the case of kidnapping. So they proved his fake identity was innocent and let him go.

Just what was going on with his real identity? He really should check out the evidence when he gets the chance.

He quickly opened the menu and contacted Hope. The woman seemed to be ready to receive his call. She picked up the call after one ring.

"So? Have you found your answers?"

"What the f*ck are you talking about? I'm more than confused right now!"

"Of course, you are, ah!" Hope leaned closer and said, "First, apologize."

"I won't," Shane said as he stood firm and stared at the girl. "Anyone in my situation could have done that!"

"Trapping a girl in his arms? I didn't know you had such habits."

Shane stared at the girl with an expressionless face and said, "Get to the point! You're an expert in changing topics."

"Ahem…. Alright. We should get there and see what your evidence actually looks like, yeah?"

"Good." Shane nodded and asked, "Let's meet at the usual place at ten."

After that, he didn't linger on the call any longer and directly hung up, not even bothering with a good-bye.

Hope, on the other side, glared at the screen, muttering, "He's changing more and more into the Shane I know... Sigh. How naive was he before? I should have approached him sooner."

After muttering like that, she got up from the bed and walked over to the bathroom, getting ready. Her hood fell to the ground with her undergarments as she soaked in the tub. The bathroom filled with a mist of hot water, covering everything. Just her blue eyes stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Shane reached it faster than her since he was already walking in that direction while talking to Hope.

After arriving at the tea shop, he sat down at the table for two and ordered one for himself. He leaned back and continued to sip, one by one.

Soon enough, Hope also arrived there in her typical attire, with a hood covering her face. Shane's eyes narrowed.

How come she wanted to hide her face so much? Had she seen her before?

He only knew two women after coming here. One was Tess, who died tragically, while another was Echo...

Ahem, let's not talk about that pretentious woman. There was no way Hope was Echo.

So could it be the women he knew in his past life?

Shane frowned and thought about it seriously. During his university days, he had a few exes. He remembered their bodies one after another and compared them with Hope, then shook his head.

​ This definitely wasn't the way to find out this girl's real identity. It almost felt like all of them matched, but at the same time they didn't. So he gave up thinking about it and looked over at Hope.

"Let's go."

No matter who this girl was, he would surely find her identity.

"You weren't comparing me to your exes just now, were you?" Hope spoke all of a sudden, making Shane stumble while walking on the road.

He turned back and glared at her. "Just how do you know everything?!"

"So you indeed were..." Hope scoffed. "So predicting."

Shane took a deep breath. He didn't want to get angry and hit a girl. He really was a gentleman. This was the first time he had an intense desire to kill her.

They soon reached the police station area as they stood behind a pillar right outside the main gate. This was where Shane had arrived before to confirm that his fake identity was innocent. So this time, he had a hood similar to Hope's on his head. He even changed his attire on the way.

Now he looked like a robber who wore all black. He stared at the place and silently purchased the invisible cloak before wearing it over himself and Hope. The girl scoffed.

"You really think this can help you hide? This can work in other places, but not here. They have anti-thief abilities and can capture all the thieves. So you can't continue to use this over here if you want to rob a police station."

Shane frowned. "So what should I do?"

Hope rolled her eyes. She snatched the cloak and did something to it while hacking into its system. Then she handed it to him.

"Use it now. It'll work smoothly."

Shane instantly wore it over their heads as the two of them walked toward the station. Since it could pass through anything, they didn't need to worry about bumping into people. So they easily found the place where the evidence was placed. It was a storeroom at the back of the station.

They quickly went there without hesitation and searched for his evidence. Since Shane had been shown the watch, he knew in what kind of pocket the police officers had placed it.

He found it, quickly opened it up, and checked it out.

The watch was definitely his. The shape and the engraved name at the back...

It was really the same, but...

How come he has two watches? He stared at the watch that was collected as evidence.

It had scratches all over the place, as if the person wearing it must have gone through turbulent times. Of course, Shane did go through turbulent times, but not so much that he would have his watch scratched like this! He was very particular about his things.

Even though he was fighting, he didn't want to look his worst. He cleaned his things very perfectly, to the point that if he saw a speck of dust on his table, he would use a cloth to clean it quickly.

So how could he end up turning this watch into this?

This shouldn't be his watch, but…

He looked at the recent scratch on his watch when he was fighting with a monster in a dungeon and matched it with the evidence.

He sighed. "This really is my watch. But how did it get here? And how come there are two of them?"

Just as he was thinking about it, Hope suddenly spoke: "Hey, let's get out of here real quick! The power of the cloak is going off!"

"Huh? Why?" Shane frowned.

"I kind of altered the security temporarily by hacking into the cloak's settings. It worked for a while, but I guess the police's security is tight. Ugh! Just let's get out or else-"

"Who's there?!" an officer yelled as he opened the door to the storeroom.

Shane's covered-up face was the target of the gun. The hooded girl chuckled behind him.

"Oops. I'm going into hiding. They can't see me, but you're different. I hope you can deal with them."

"No, wait!!!!!"