Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 128 Derapar
What was somewhat reassuring was that no accidents occurred during the long and arduous return journey, except for the strange heartbeat that Rebecca and Kay could hear the whole time, which was rather annoying.

The train arrived at Innsmouth station around noon the next day.

If this field mission is successfully completed, Milo might choose to rest in Innsmouth, perhaps by eating some of the seafood dishes Nero mentioned in the town, to at least alleviate the fatigue caused by more than ten hours of travel.

But it was clear that someone at the Nanwei City Law Enforcement Headquarters was eager to know what had happened in Icam, and as soon as Milo and the others got off the train, they were met by a team of law enforcement officers who had come to meet them.

So we'll have to put the seafood deal on hold for now.

The three boarded the waiting team's carriage and headed straight back to the center of Nanwei City.

Standing in front of the headquarters of law enforcement, Kai looked at the massive, imposing building that exuded a chilling aura, and a look of fear crossed his face.

Rebecca didn't say anything, but immediately took Kai's little hand.

Milo mentioned it rather inappropriately:
"They'll give us those honor badges that even prostitutes with good sex skills get?"

Rebecca remained silent.

……

In fact, Milo felt that he might face a situation similar to a multi-party trial, after all, Nero had emphasized the importance of the Icam incident before he left.

However, the truth is that the senior officials at law enforcement headquarters showed very indifferent expressions at this time.

There were no minutes of the meeting, nor were any female badges awarded.

Even Milo didn't need to answer any questions; Rebecca handled almost all the questioning by herself.

He and Kai didn't need to go into the inner meeting room at all.

After the briefing session ended and the high-ranking officials left, two law enforcement officers wearing the same rank insignia as Nero politely conveyed their appreciation to Milo by patting him on the shoulder.

Given that both the bald man and the one-eyed man were law enforcement inspectors, Milo responded with very obedient smiles.

Then there is no more then.

The higher-ups showed an almost unusual calm in response to the Iqum affair.

However, Milo quickly realized that Galid had clearly sent some messages or submitted them to higher authorities. Now, the inspectors of Nanwei City were not trying to get to the bottom of the matter, but rather to downplay its impact as much as possible.

It's like a tacit understanding within the law enforcement system.

The city of Galid kept the news under wraps, and Nanwei City, as a participant, also kept a secret.

If nothing unexpected happens, Rebecca will soon take Mylo to a small dark room and give him a series of serious instructions and warnings, so that he will forget what happened in the town of Icam.

……

But just as Milo was waiting for Rebecca to call him, it was Nero's assistant—a male law enforcement officer who looked to be in his thirties—who came to report.

He greeted Milo warmly and told him some stories about the Law Enforcement Headquarters on the way to Nero's study, but this did not arouse Milo's interest in the building.

Finally, as he approached the study, he made a point of telling Milo that Inspector Nero seemed to be in a good mood today.

Without thinking twice, Milo knocked on Nero's door.

“I was supposed to call Rebecca over, but she has some things to take care of, so I can pay half a glass of whiskey less.”

Nero handed Milo a glass filled with a richly aromatic wine.

"So it's time to celebrate?" Milo took the glass and sniffed it.

"Time for mourning." Nero and Milo lightly clinked their glasses, swirling them gently a few times, and Nero added:
"For those who died in the wilderness."

“Karl didn’t die in the wilderness,” Milo said.

“I’m not just referring to Karl.” Nero stared at the wine in his glass.

Milo pondered for a long time before finally asking:
"Does this include those you killed 24 years ago?"

After these words were spoken, the study fell into complete silence.

The already not-so-young law enforcement inspector, leaning against the edge of the desk, seemed to have aged several years in an instant. However, his gaze towards Milo shifted from initial shock to gradual relief. Finally, Nero sighed with a sense of relief. He took a sip of whiskey, swallowed, and asked Milo:
"I think you must have seen old Mogot. How is he in health?"

"Not bad, at least his marksmanship is still very accurate. He saved my life this time, but... he doesn't seem to have gotten over the shadow of the Delaman family incident. Oh, to be precise, it should be called the Delaman family, right?"

Milo replied.

On the wall behind him hung some of Nero's badges, bearing his signature, "Nero Drapoel".

Nero nodded, placed the body on the table behind him, crossed his hands on the top of his cane, and asked calmly, "For the previous generation of enforcers, oaths were more important than anything else, but Morgot broke his oath to the scythe of judgment in order to protect me when I was young. I think your generation may not be able to understand the bitterness of that."

Mogot destroyed the files and records concerning the De La Por family incident, leaving only the name of the incident.

Furthermore, the family name in that incident was changed to Delaman.

This is what he did after letting Nero go.

……

“It doesn’t matter. There won’t be any more white ghosts in the desolate mountains. He should be able to enjoy his retirement life. Moreover, he was very happy when he learned that the young man from back then had become a law enforcement inspector in a certain city.” Milo took a sip of whiskey and added, “It’s worth it. Those are his exact words.”

"Good, good," Nero repeated the word many times.

Milo then took the rusty copper clover badge from his pocket and gently placed it on the table.

This belongs to the De La Por family.

“I know you don’t dare to go back to that town because, as a native of that place, you also hear those whispers at night. But there won’t be any more of that so-called curse anymore. Perhaps if you have time, you can go back and visit old Mogot while there’s still time.”

"Also, if I'm not mistaken, Kai and you should be related by blood to some extent. That should be the reason why you ordered us to bring her back to Nanwei City. If not, it doesn't matter... What I want to say is that you can arrange for her however you want, but don't hand her over to an orphanage under the church's name. This is just a small request of mine, without any reason."

“I will consider it carefully,” Nero nodded.

“Oh, by the way,” Milo continued, “you met a very good enforcer in Galeid last time, and I met one this time too. His name is Walker, Walker Brier.”

“I can promote him and transfer him to Nanwei City to work with you,” Nero replied without hesitation.

But Milo shook his head: "No, I brought back his law enforcement weapons. I'll just reserve a place for him in the law enforcement officers' cemetery."

"..."

...

It is indeed a time for mourning.

Every word spoken during this conversation carried significant weight, at least from the speaker's perspective.

Near the end, Nero asks Milo, "Aren't you going to use the case of that massacre to blackmail me for something? A promotion or something?"

So it was perfectly reasonable for Milo to take the bottle of unfinished whiskey.

Nero said this bottle of wine is almost as old as Milo.

……

After finishing his conversation with law enforcement headquarters, Milo plunged into the alleys of Nanwei City.

He had seen that scarlet figure several times in the dark alley around the corner on his way back to the law enforcement headquarters by carriage.

The witch who had disappeared for a long time seemed to be even more eager to meet than Milo.

Milo knew she could smell it.

In the dark, damp alley, Milo gently placed his suitcase on the ground.

At this moment, the heartbeat, which would be difficult to hear in other noisy environments, became extremely loud and piercing in the deserted, dark alley...

"Pfft..."

"Pfft..."

(End of this chapter)