Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 144 The Art of Flirting

Chapter 144 The Art of Flirting
What a coincidence, isn't it?

What a damn coincidence!

Since the serial murders were closed, the law enforcement agency has not found any related clues.

Of course, it's also possible that they never bothered to investigate at all.

After all, what was written in the case file had almost nothing to do with the truth. The Raven who instigated Robben to investigate the case and that strange immortal monster were unknown to anyone except Milo.

Oh, Rebecca knows about weirdos.

They had fought each other in the valley back then.

In the end, Milo managed to escape with the severely injured Rebecca.

……

After that, the strange man draped in a shroud seemed to have completely disappeared from Nanwei City.

Milo never expected to see this thing again here.

The severed hand in the glass jar appears to have been cut off by some kind of heavy axe-like weapon, perhaps because it was unable to escape the heavy and conspicuous execution lock, and thus resorted to this desperate measure.

The execution blades inside the execution lock had already been activated, but it was clear that a person who had already died once was not afraid of being bled out; perhaps there was no blood on his body at all, and his heart was not beating.

From Robben's perspective as a ghost, Milo witnessed Raven resurrecting a corpse that had been dead for several years. The monster had died of the Great Plague five years earlier.

This forced Milo to think about a problem.

Three years ago, Raven was still in Ikham seeking a way to create a god, but it is clear that when he finally left Ikham, he had completely changed his mindset and began to look for opportunities and means to develop vision.

Now he even possesses the ability to resurrect the dead as terrifying killing machines. How many forbidden techniques has he mastered in these three years? Has he successfully enhanced his spiritual vision?
These are things that Milo does not know.

The only certainty is that the ravens that are now in hiding are definitely more dangerous than they were three years ago.

According to the witch, the psychics in this world are purely hunters, so the first psychic to approach Milo is Raven.

Milo has to be on guard.

This is why he reacted so strongly when he saw the monster's severed hand.

……

"correct."

Grace didn't understand why Milo was interested in a severed hand soaking in formalin.

She walked over slowly and explained calmly:

“Not all of the items here are things I bought. I’ll just throw away some that I don’t like, but this one in front of me…”

Grace paused halfway through her sentence and glanced sideways at Enid beside her:
"I don't want to make it too scary and frighten the little girl, but this hand moves whenever it's late at night and no one is watching."

"Can it move?"

Kent and his daughter, who were standing nearby, were both taken aback.

But the next second Grace giggled:

"Look at you, old Kent. You're so old, why are you acting like a child? You can't move a severed hand, can you? Hehehe~"

Both old Kent and Enid breathed a sigh of relief.

Pinkman's painting had already created a sinister and terrifying atmosphere, and now Grace was saying that the hand in the jar could move. If it really did move, old Kent's heart wouldn't be able to take it.

Grace gave Milo a meaningful look, then explained to Kent and his daughter:
"This is the severed hand of a notorious pirate from an overseas colony. It's worth a little money, so I kept it."

Old Kent and Enid nodded in agreement.

Only Milo smiled and remained silent.

Grace's lies could only fool the Kent father and daughter.

“I’m getting a little interested in this black market, hehe.” Milo muttered, staring at the severed hand in the jar.

“You really don’t follow the usual path. As a law enforcement officer, you’re interested in noble ladies and the black market. These are not things that ordinary law enforcement officers would dare to touch,” Grace teased.

“It sounds like law enforcement officers can’t go anywhere,” Milo shook his head.

"You'll have to ask Mr. Kent, who's a businessman, he should know a lot about the black market," Grace said meaningfully.

"No, no, that's completely different." Old Kent shook his head frantically.
“I’m in legitimate trade. The black market is something Solomon and his gang created. I wouldn’t dare get involved with those outlaws.”

"So you mean my business is shady?" Grace asked with a forced smile. Old Kent's forehead instantly broke out in a cold sweat: "Oh, you're joking. How could I possibly mean that..."

Seeing her father in such a predicament, Enid gently shook Grace's hand and said in a childish voice, "Daddy's just a coward. The Kent family isn't like the Sherman family, who aren't afraid of bad guys. Don't worry about it, Auntie~~"

This sudden display of affection broke the awkward atmosphere from before.

Especially the last "Auntie," which made Grace burst into laughter in a very unladylike way:

"Haha, I like this little girl."

……

Milo sighed once again, "They're all such drama queens."

But being a drama queen has its advantages, namely that many things don't need to be said too bluntly. Although the words are subtle, everyone understands what's going on, and that's enough.

Grace has made it clear that she is on Milo's side.

Enid is also on Milo's side.

If old Kent stands with his daughter, then the Kent family and the Sherman family will be on the same side.

Old Kent was determined to accept this friendship from the first tier of nobles in Nanwei City, even if it meant breaking his back.

In contrast, the York family is dispensable.

At this moment, old Kent finally understood what Milo meant by the question he had asked him earlier—what it meant to use the friendship of another family as compensation.

This isn't compensation; it's a windfall.

He couldn't help but wonder where his daughter had found such a lively and adorable child, and he was also glad that he hadn't said anything disappointing to Milo earlier.

……

In short, the outcome of today's meeting was satisfactory to everyone.

However, Milo was in a hurry to slip away. His mind was entirely on the Gus Association, and he didn't care about the nobles' shabby banquet.

He had already found a bigger and more reliable scapegoat for Enid and her elderly father—Sherman—which meant he had fulfilled his promise to Enid.

So he bid farewell to Grace and old Kent, preparing to leave the party with Enid.

Old Kent nodded repeatedly in agreement, saying, "Go ahead, go ahead, go have fun!"

He now couldn't be happier for his daughter to spend more time with Milo, since the family's future depended on whether she could cling to her "aunt," Ms. Castor.

Half an hour ago, he thought Milo was an ignorant child who had never experienced the ways of the world. Now it seems that he was too narrow-minded.

If I had thought about it carefully back then, I would have wondered why a law enforcement officer would have dared to openly appear at the Sherman family's banquet...

……

...

After Grace and old Kent left, Milo immediately broke into a wicked grin, baring his teeth as he said to Enid:

"You're dead meat! I'm definitely going to tell Emma about you calling Grace 'aunt,' hehehe."

"Don't say it! I'm warning you, you absolutely mustn't say it!!! Oh, why are you saying this? Really... Please, please don't say it~~"

"Your attempt to act cute doesn't work on me."

"What's useful? Don't tell me, or Emma will kill me, waaaaaah~~"

"What are you waiting for? Take me to the Gus Association."

"Okay! Right away!"

……

...

After everyone had left, in the dark inner hall, surrounded by all the paintings, some dull thuds suddenly rang out.