Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 109 Tracking
Rebecca entered the desolate mountains but found no trace of the white ghost.

The ground was covered with copper grass flowers, vines, bushes, and some towering plants further in.

They have everything, except for the Crystal Orchid.

Moreover, compared to Milo's strange encounter, Rebecca's trip was uneventful, even somewhat boring.

Not only did they fail to find any trace of the Crystal Orchid, but they also did not see any strange creatures in the desolate mountains, and they did not even see a single one of the Solomon Gang's mining workers.

It was just a day of hiking in the mountains.

This makes the initial high level of preparedness seem somewhat cowardly, yes, that's right, cowardly.

Rebecca wandered aimlessly through the desolate mountains, gun in hand, and ended up looking at nothing before it got dark.

Just as she was about to retreat from the other side of the desolate mountain as planned, Rebecca suddenly heard some strange, faint sounds coming from the hillside behind her.

Her eyes lit up instantly.

Has it finally arrived? I've been waiting all day.

Rebecca immediately gripped the combination blade at her waist.

It was around nine o'clock at night. The other side of the hillside in the distance behind them was the darkest area in their field of vision. Rebecca couldn't make out what was making the sound in the darkness with her naked eye.

But she was certain there was something there.

The law enforcement officer's black trench coat really showed its advantages at this moment.

The large black fabric covering her body made Rebecca almost invisible in the darkness; as long as her steps were light enough, it was virtually impossible for anyone to spot her.

She started to circle around.

Heading straight up the hillside would be a foolish move; finding a roundabout path would be the only way to launch a surprise attack.

……

Are the creatures in the barren mountains finally about to appear?
With this question in mind, Rebecca cautiously approached the target location.

She still doesn't know what's haunting the desolate mountains—the demon Moggot spoke of? Or the remaining Ikham natives?

Whatever is hidden deep in the mountains, it is directly related to Carl's death, and Rebecca does not want to miss this opportunity.

The eerie sounds coming from the dark environment were very clear, and as she got closer, she could basically imagine the size of the person making the sound.

It is definitely not a small animal.

Only a creature weighing at least hundreds of kilograms could make such a noise.

One thing that locals are well aware of is that there are no large wild animals in the area around Galid.

The current situation is self-evident...

……

Click!

Whoosh! ! !
Corner location.

Rebecca sprinted straight down the mountain stream!

The blade in her hand moved straight toward her target.

But the moment she appeared, she felt a terrifying sense of crisis coming from the front, pressing straight to her head.

In an instant, she made an instinctive dodge.

boom! ! !
Just as she turned her head to the side, a gunshot rang out in front of her, and a bullet grazed her left cheek, tearing a hole in her mask!
If she hadn't dodged in time, that shot would have killed her instantly!

snort!
Rebecca was surprised to find that the other person was armed.

Instead of slowing her charge, she quickened her pace after dodging the first bullet. With plenty of natural cover in the surroundings, her speed made it difficult for her opponent to find a second opportunity to fire.

Furthermore, she had already determined from the sound of the gunfire that her opponent was using an old-fashioned rifle. This type of rifle has a very slow ejection and reloading process, and it cannot fire a second shot in a short time. Rebecca was fully confident that she could rush to her opponent in those few seconds!
……

Before the person arrived, the blade was already there.

A short blade tore through the air and lashed out at the man holding the gun.

The next second, the blade was parried and struck a rock, sending sparks flying. But in that instant, Rebecca had already closed in and pounced.

Her close-quarters combat skills and fighting intelligence were always on point. In less than a few seconds, she charged to her target with a melee weapon. Under such a brutal and life-or-death approach, an ordinary gunman would have panicked.

However, the opponent did not immediately surrender.

He wanted to fight back!
But the next second, two combined blades were already at his neck.

Rebecca easily knocked the man down, kicked away the old-fashioned rifle, and said coldly:

"Don't move if you don't want to die."

Before she could finish speaking, she realized that the figure she was stepping on looked somewhat familiar.

"Um……"

This is a man, an old man, short and thin, with a slight hunchback.

The muffled groan he made when he was thrown to the ground sounded very familiar to Rebecca.

……

"It's you?"

After she clearly saw what the old man was standing on under her boots, a puzzled expression appeared on her face.

"How could it be you?"

Mogot was being stepped on by Rebecca's long legs.

Mogot, a retired law enforcement officer and a madman, who was in charge of the Delaman family case 24 years ago.

"Hey, what are you doing! Are you trying to kill me!?" Old Mogot struggled on the ground for a long time but couldn't get up by pushing against Rebecca's legs, and ended up with a mouthful of mud and sand.

Rebecca stood there for several seconds before moving her boots and taking two steps back.

Walker had indeed mentioned before that Mogot's behavior was very strange. He would often go hunting alone in the wilderness with a gun, and he would stay there for several days at a time, saying that he was chasing some kind of mountain demon.

Anyway, Rebecca was just listening casually at the time and didn't really take Moggot's story seriously.

But now, quite by chance, we've run into each other in the wilderness...

……

Mogot hoisted his rifle onto his shoulder and angrily brushed the dust off his clothes.
"What's wrong with you, little girl! You charge at everyone you see! If I hadn't deliberately put my gun away, your head would have been blown to bits!"

"I dodged it myself." Rebecca firmly refused to believe that the shot she had just fired was intentionally missed.

"You!" Mogot was furious.

"Aren't you still injured? Why did you come to the mountains again?" Rebecca looked at Mogot's gesture of supporting her shoulder and suddenly remembered the strange wound she had noticed when she saw him a few days ago.

"Mind your own business! I have my own things to do! Don't get in the way, go cool off somewhere else."

Mogot, looking sullen, hugged his rifle and walked around Rebecca.

But Rebecca wasn't going to let him go, because Mogot was clearly tracking something and had been observing the situation on the side of the hillside.

"Did you find anything?"

She caught up with Moggot.

Mogot disliked Rebecca following him around, but he couldn't beat her, so he had no choice but to accept it.

“There’s something acting very strange over there. I’ve been chasing it for ages. It’s all your fault; I almost lost it.”

Mogot pointed to a shadow in the deep mountains.

The two followed one after the other.

But as Rebecca got closer, she discovered that Mogot wasn't chasing any demon or evil spirit, but a living, breathing person.

"Milo?"

(End of this chapter)