Transmigrated into a reversed world-Chapter 268: Got you

In the estate ahead, rows of cars and hover cars were parked.

Muffled music could be heard from where Kyle was standing.

He looked at the gate, which was blocked by guards checking the identities and invitation cards of those entering.

Kyle looked down at the clothes he was wearing, comparing them to the quality suits and gowns some wore, and shook his head.

“This won’t do.” Muttering to himself, he stepped away from the gate and sank into the street-side chair.

Turning on his hologram screen, he ordered a set of clothes for himself. Afterward, he began verifying the identities of those permitted into the party, including one he could fake to gain entry to the estate.

His eyes darted around the walls surrounding the gate, which was covered with high-voltage invisible wires—he would have climbed over the walls instead of dealing with the stress of falsifying his identity to get through the gate.

He had noticed them because of the sizzling sounds they gave off, which his keen hearing couldn’t miss.

Sigh...

He let out a frustrated sigh while waiting for his order to arrive.

Ten minutes went by, and a car pulled up in front of him, with a woman stepping out and carrying a cardboard box.

She cross-checked his identity on her hologram screen. “Good day, sir, here’s your delivery.”

She politely greeted him and handed him the box as he paid.

Kyle watched the car drive off and walked toward the artificial woods on the left. He stopped at a more private spot and called Blue to stand guard as he changed.

Blue yawned and stretched, but paused when it noticed the unfamiliar surroundings.

“Meow? Master, are we somewhere on the island? No, there’s no streetlight or paved road. Where are we?" Blue asked, eyes scanning around to get a sense of where it was.

“Quiet, don’t draw attention to us,” Kyle scolded with a frown as he unzipped his pants and changed into the new ones.

Blue hummed and settled in, assuming Kyle was on an important mission.

Within minutes, Kyle had changed into his suit. He ran his fingers through his hair and double-checked his reflection in the camera before folding his old clothes into the box and leaving.

As he left the woods, he unexpectedly spotted a man in a silver suit standing beside a parked sports car while making a call.

Kyle’s eyes flashed as he silently approached from behind and knocked the unsuspecting man out. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

He signaled for Blue to drag him into the woods. There, Kyle unlocked his bracelet and searched through his files for the invitation letter.

‘Found it.’ His eyes lit up. He scanned his face and replaced the man in the letter with himself.

He straightened up, dusting his pants for any leaves, then he headed toward the gate ahead with confident strides.

“Your invitation?” a guard asked, scanning his body for hidden weapons, while another guard checked his invitation card.

The process took a few minutes before the door was swung wide open for him to pass through.

Kyle’s gaze settled on the line of cars parked on both sides, as couples and singles walked toward the well-lit villa in the front.

The music grew clearer as Kyle approached the villa—inside, the party was in full swing. Servers carrying trays of glasses filled with shimmering wine hurried through the ballroom, which was filled with guests in suits and elaborate gowns.

The chandelier shone brightly above the room, and tables filled with pastries and wine were set up throughout.

Kyle took everything in, his eyes scanning the room for his target. But the city lord’s husband was nowhere to be seen.

Kyle pushed through the crowd, ignoring the women who tried to start a conversation with him. He paused in a hidden corner near the stairs, clicked his bracelet, and a holographic screen appeared in front of him.

His fingers fly across the keyboard as lines of code scroll up and down the hologram screen, while he attempts to hack into the villa’s camera.

Minutes passed, and the codes disappeared, replaced by five windows showing different images of the villa. One was the ballroom he was currently in; the rest were the restroom, hallway, and other parts of the villa.

Suddenly, he saw a figure wobble into a room, and he zoomed in for a clear view of the person’s face.

“Got you.” His lips curled slightly, and he turned off his hologram screen before quietly sneaking up the stairs, careful to avoid all the hidden cameras.

Two women in matching suits with guns holstered on their sides walked through the hallway, their eyes sharp and watchful for any intruders.

As soon as they passed the pillars, Kyle quietly walked out and headed toward another set of stairs while he untied his tie and took off his suit jacket.

“Almost there," Kyle muttered inwardly as he rushed up the stairs, ducking into a quiet spot as soon as he heard the footsteps.

When the footsteps faded, he kept walking but constantly felt like he was forgetting something. It was only when he sprinted at an inhuman speed that he finally realized his foolishness.

“Damnit! I could have just used my vampire speed to reach my destination.” Kyle facepalmed, thankful no one was here to witness his blunder.

He no longer hid himself; his figure blurred as he moved, brushing past the guard, who felt a brief breeze but saw nothing suspicious.

He reached the third floor in minutes, arriving at the door Mason had gone through. He turned the knob and quietly entered the room, the door closing behind him.

The smell of sweat and body fluids nearly made Kyle vomit in disgust. He felt like his eyes needed to be dipped in bleach to wash away the revolting scene before him.

The occupants were unaware of anyone entering the room because they were too absorbed in their pleasure to notice the figure at the door.

Three bodies were entwined in intense sex on the fur-covered ground, while two were having their own battle inside the bathroom, and the other three were on the couch, and two figures were on the bed.

Moans and sounds of bodies slapping against each other filled the room, a white powder was poured over the table, and their moans and pleasure-filled screams drowned out the soothing music.

Kyle frowned and moved further into the room, eager to finish his task and leave. He scanned the faces and spotted his target on the bed with a woman riding him.

Kyle carefully retrieved the dagger strapped to his ankle and drew it across his throat. The cut was so fine and precise that the woman riding him didn’t notice anything was wrong.

Immersed in her escalating pleasure, she pursued her climax, her hips moving in a slow, fevered rhythm, unaware of the faint line of blood starting to appear beneath her.

She reached for his neck, but as her fingers tightened, warm blood splashed across her face. His head lolled backward at an unnatural angle, his body suddenly slack beneath her.

The woman frowned at the stickiness on her face and opened her eye to see what it was; she stared at the blood in a daze before her eyes bulged out and she screamed in fright.

Kyle had already slipped through the gate when the villa behind him burst into chaos. Urgent orders were issued for guards to seal the grounds and stop anyone from leaving.