Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 179 The Joy of Yan
Old Theon sat at his desk as usual, holding a newspaper and puffing on a cigarette.

After his cigarette burned out, he rubbed his nose, frowned, and looked at Milo:

Have you encountered anything strange since yesterday?

"I don't quite understand what you mean." Milo shook his head blankly.

“You have a strange smell,” old Theon said, wrinkling his nose.

"You mean there's a weirder smell than the combination of alcohol, M&M, perfume, and promiscuity on you?" Milo squinted at old Theon, his expression conveying the message—are you serious?

"Believe it or not, it's none of my business anyway." Old Theon shrugged, shook the newspaper in his hand, and dropped the subject.

Milo leaned against the windowsill, holding the back of his head, and exchanged glances with his other colleagues in the office.

It must be admitted that old Theon may not always be very clear-headed, but his strangely keen sense of smell is still very accurate. Milo and his men did encounter some strange things this morning.

Maggie Green's shadow was dragged away by some strange creature.

Milo wasn't sure if it was a living creature, but based on the sniper Lao Luo's description, it certainly looked like a wild animal.

And everyone heard the girl's screams.

Unfortunately, Milo was so absorbed in the perspective of the dead that he had no awareness of anything in the real world.

Milo has a bold guess.

Is it possible that old Theon doesn't have a mental problem, but rather that his spiritual vision is superior to others?

This would explain the hallucinations he described.

But that doesn't quite make sense, because he can't see Maggie Green's shadow.

Ok……

In short, Maggie Green's disappearance is too suspicious.

Milo still can't understand it.

Because in his understanding, as given by the new totem, this situation was impossible.

In other words, he encountered something that even the totem couldn't explain.

"I've missed a knowledge gap."

Milo rubbed his eyelids dejectedly and slumped into his seat.

……

Meanwhile, in an apartment building in the 45th parish of Nanwei City, a middle-class residential area.

A young man, about the same age as Milo but far more spirited, skipped his afternoon shift and arrived early at his new girlfriend's house, intending to surprise her.

This energetic young man had gray hair, a relatively robust physique and long limbs, a handsome face, a mouth that could kill, and a relatively wealthy family. All these factors combined made his crotch work several times harder than his peers.

Upon entering his girlfriend's apartment, the first thing he did was frantically throw off his coat and pants.

He then unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his muscular chest, leaving only his tie hanging around his neck.

After striking a few incredibly flamboyant poses in front of the mirror, he felt like something was still missing.

On a whim, he picked up the short black baton he used while on duty.

"Hmm~~ Aya always says I look the most handsome in my uniform, and she's absolutely right."

……

This eye-catching young man.

That's the same righteous man who was arrested by the Chengbei Law Enforcement Bureau a couple of days ago, the one who's so ruthless and cruel.

This is his usual practice right now: skipping half a day of work to sneak away and take a nap. Milo often used to be on duty alone for this reason. Of course, the nap he's referring to here isn't the ordinary kind.

……

Soon, footsteps came from the stairwell outside the door. Yan knew that his darling was almost there, so he struck a very flamboyant pose to greet him.

He shouted with fiery enthusiasm, "Daddy's little darling is finally back!"

however.

An elderly woman in her forties or fifties walked in through the door at the entrance of the building.

The aunt was wearing a headscarf and carrying a lot of bags and packages. The expression on her face at that moment was hard to describe in just a few words.

Imagine you walk into a room and are greeted by a half-naked young man in uniform doing some indescribable things...

The aunt was caught in an extreme dilemma, wondering whether she should step into the room with her other leg.

Their eyes met.

Both sides maintained their original poses, and the scene remained frozen for more than ten seconds.

...

In fact, Yan does have his charm. It can be simply summarized as having a body with the effeminate charm of a traditional handsome man, but inside is a free-spirited, roguish soul and a not-so-bright mind. Young girls really like him, but I don't know if older girls will.

……

Two minutes later.

The old man and the young man each sat in a corner at opposite ends of the sofa.

Both sides maintained their distance as much as possible.

Yan became completely obedient. He wanted to find his pants and put them on, but he couldn't find them after searching the room. So at this moment, his posture was more dignified than that of a noblewoman, and his legs looked as if they were sewn together.

While maintaining this sitting posture, I questioned my existence and tried to recall exactly where I had thrown my pants when I first entered the room.

The two sides remained silent for three minutes.

Finally, Yan stammered and said:

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know a cleaning lady would be coming today."

Just as Yan was considering whether to ask the aunt to help him find his pants.

The other party responded:
“I am Aya’s mother.”

"Oh~"

Actually, Yan's subconscious thought was to say "Oh ho".

If the scene just now was only slightly awkward, from now on it will turn into torture.

Yan could only try to prolong the last syllable to ease the indescribable atmosphere, because even with a brainstorming session, he couldn't come up with any serious lines to respond to the other party.

As for Aya's mother, she could only lament the openness of young people these days.

……

Before this, Yan had already planned out how he would perform today, and had even mentally rehearsed the entire process, but now he just wanted to escape this place as soon as possible.

"I'll get you a glass of water."

Yan jumped up, turned around, and disappeared into the kitchen.

Aya's mother was about to say, as she usually does, "No need to trouble yourself," but then she thought, "Well, you should still do me the favor."

As a traditional, older woman who adhered to traditional virtues, she genuinely didn't know how to interact with a young man who was only wearing his underwear.

……

After being separated into two rooms, the two of them both breathed a sigh of relief.

Five minutes later, Yan's surprised shout came from the kitchen:

"Hey? I found my pants!"

(End of this chapter)