Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 170 The Body is Missing
Milo returned to the South City Law Enforcement Station immediately.

As soon as I stepped through the door, I saw Rebecca sitting in the public office area at the back of the lobby, looking annoyed and fuming.

Many law enforcement officers were still on duty, sitting obediently in their seats receiving reprimands.

The guy whose spot was taken by Rebecca stood by the kettle pretending to make tea, and he did so for more than ten minutes.

It's clear that everyone is quite afraid of this tigress.

I wonder what happened while Milo and Theon were away that made her so angry.

……

As Milo, who hadn't eaten all day, munched on bread and walked into the hall, his closest colleague kept giving him meaningful glances, signaling him to make a quick getaway.

But the sharp-eyed Rebecca immediately spotted Milo walking into the hall. She had had so much trouble today, starting with the assassination attempt, she had been bombarded with phone calls from leaders at all levels.

For those at higher levels, such an incident at the entrance of the law enforcement office is a provocation against the law enforcement system.

It's easy to imagine how much Rebecca got scolded today.

"Come with me."

"Okay."

Milo followed Rebecca upstairs, munching on his bread.

boom.

The office door closed.

Milo noticed some black powder burn marks on the cuffs of Rebecca's shirt, and her bow and blade were clearly extended, but she had no obvious wounds.

This indicates that during Milo's absence, Rebecca experienced a battle that wasn't particularly brutal.

"What happened?"

Milo chewed on his dry, hard bread, noticed a few leftover cookies on Rebecca's desk, picked them up and stuffed them into his mouth, frowning: "They've gotten damp."

“The entire criminal investigation team is down to just the two of you, and we haven’t seen you all day.” Rebecca took off the weapons from her legs and waist one by one and threw them on the desk. She loosened her sweat-soaked tie and hung it on the wall hanger. “The assassin’s body that was kept at the law enforcement headquarters has been stolen.”

"Clam?"

Milo's mind went blank for a moment.

What is this operation?
Stealing a corpse?
"You mean that assassin from the Solomon gang?"

"After you and Theon left, someone disguised themselves as the coroner's team and infiltrated the morgue, intending to transport the killer and Joey Smith's body together. This group was well-planned and conspired; they even forged the credentials and documents for entering and leaving the law enforcement headquarters in advance... In the end, we only managed to stop Joey; the killer's body was taken away by them and transported away via the canal."

Rebecca looked utterly dejected.

Milo finally understood why she had been yelling at everyone outside.

An assassination and a body transport occurred in quick succession within a single day, and both incidents took place in places of authority, such as the law enforcement office and law enforcement headquarters.

Even the best law enforcement officials will eventually throw a tantrum and curse.

An assassination that takes place in broad daylight cannot be hidden from the ever-present media. If nothing unexpected happens, the morning newspapers of the largest newspapers in Nanwei City will focus on this incident.

But public pressure wasn't something a low-ranking law enforcement officer like Milo needed to consider. What he couldn't understand was why they had taken such a huge risk to remove the body.

Where to send it?

Was there anything else hidden on the body?

"Where are the corpse thieves? Haven't we caught a single one?" Milo glanced at the equipment on the table.

"What do you think?" Rebecca was speechless at Milo's obvious question.

"Oh well." Milo stuffed the last bite of bread into his mouth, shrugged, and said, "Well, there's nothing I can do about it."

Where is Theon?

Rebecca noticed that Milo had returned alone.

"Didn't you say you were going to hold funerals for our missing brothers? He went to notify the families." Milo slumped into a chair opposite Rebecca's desk, asking curiously, "By the way, do you know who made this decision?"

"Don't ask anymore, the decision wasn't made by the law enforcement system of Nanwei City." Rebecca took out a clean gauze and began to wipe her weapon.

“Well, what if we keep investigating? Will old Theon and I be in trouble?” Milo was also busy, helping to clean the black powder debris off Rebecca’s flintlock musket.

“Anyway, I’ve been strictly forbidden from doing so. They said this matter would be completely over after the funeral. There are too many eyes watching me, and I can’t run around investigating cases like you two do.” Rebecca pried open the left side of the bow blade, shook off the dirt, and added, “But I can cover for you.”

"If old Theon heard that, he'd be all teary-eyed and offering you a cigarette," Milo chuckled.

"I'm warning you, you can learn criminal investigation techniques from him, but don't learn to smoke those random things he does, if you don't want to have brain problems when you get older."

It seems that Rebecca is aware of old Theon's various bad habits.

“Don’t worry~ I don’t smoke regular cigarettes anymore.” Milo waved his hand, then asked, “By the way, how long has Old Theon been like this? I mean, he sometimes seems a bit…”

“Nervous.” Rebecca picked up where Milo left off, and sighed. “I don’t know the specifics, but I do know that he was very famous in the law enforcement system, once very famous. If those things hadn’t happened, he could have become a legendary law enforcement officer.”

“Those things?” Milo stopped what he was doing and asked, “You mean, the thing about going undercover in the Solomon gang?”

"No, it happened after he returned from his undercover mission. It's said that he changed completely after he came back. He became emotionally unstable, extreme, violent, an alcoholic, and involved in drugs. In short, his mental state was completely different from before... But he was still like a normal person when he was handling cases. And all those things that happened during his undercover mission happened before I joined the company. I only heard about them secondhand. He was already like this when I first met him. If you don't associate him with the legendary law enforcement officer that others talk about, it's not really unacceptable."

Rebecca carefully wiped the blade of the bow with a gauze soaked in oil.

“But after the Great Library incident, his negative state worsened considerably… Anyway, the higher-ups have always turned a blind eye to his lifestyle issues. Considering the merits he has made in the past, as long as he doesn’t cause any major problems, no one will pursue the matter.” Rebecca pointed to the ceiling and said, “The higher-ups don’t want to disappoint everyone. There aren’t many law enforcement officers who can work on the front lines until he’s his age.”

“I think I understand,” Milo said thoughtfully.

"Will telling you all this make you think about changing jobs?" Rebecca suddenly asked Milo, squinting her eyes.

"Hey, I've only just received one month's salary," Milo chuckled.

Everyone knows how harsh the working conditions are for frontline law enforcement officers. In old Theon's words, it's a quagmire that constantly erodes your body and soul.

Although Milo had only been with the company for a short time, he had already gained a deep understanding of this point.

Being constantly surrounded by all sorts of ugly events will subtly push people's bottom line back little by little. In such an environment, it is actually more difficult to maintain one's integrity than to simply survive.

Rebecca's words were a preemptive warning to Milo.

(End of this chapter)