Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 190 Investigation

Chapter 190 Investigation
"This is a big project."

Old Theon muttered to himself, flipping through the information in his hand: "23 years old, 177cm tall, 115kg, golden ratio, but a bit thin for me. There are plenty of girls like that in the pleasure house."

“No, that’s just a general concept. Note that when I say ‘similar body shape,’ I mean specific measurements like arm circumference, arm span, and bust, waist, and hip measurements. As we know, the girls in the pleasure house generally have full breasts, which is different from the deceased,” Milo corrected old Theon.

Rebecca, who was standing to the side, listened to the two of them talking so eloquently and said sarcastically with a blank expression, "You two are quite professional."

"Excellent."

The two responded in unison.

"So why look for girls with similar body types?" Rebecca asked, puzzled.

“You said you’d be notified immediately if you had any leads, and I have already done so. Could we postpone the explanation until later when we have more time?” Milo handed Rebecca the stack of papers in his hand.

The latter understood Milo's meaning and did not press the matter further.

“Then I’ll go to Arden Village as we agreed.” Old Theon stubbed out the cigarette he was holding and flicked it out the window.

Rebecca nodded and said to Milo, "I'll notify the hospital and the church in advance. You can just go and check."

"okay."

Milo put on his hat, turned around, and walked out.

……

As he rode his horse out of the law enforcement gate, he saw Yan loitering by the roadside smoking.

Yan has actually been cleared of suspicion, and the law enforcement office is too busy to deal with him right now. They told him to go home and wait for news.

In fact, Yan was greatly relieved when he learned that he could leave.

But after stepping out the door, a strange thought suddenly popped into his head, as if someone behind him was pointing fingers at him and criticizing his cowardly act of leaving.

Yan knew that Aya's body was lying in the building behind him.

The problem is that he has absolutely no idea what he can do about it.

At this moment, Yan felt no anger or other emotions. He had every reason to be angry, but he didn't, so he felt very humiliated and inferior.

Because he was afraid.

He was really scared.

Ever since the alligator cut off Bald Bell's finger right in front of him, his trembling legs have never stopped.

Yan had fought countless battles and done many outrageous things in the first half of his life, but he had never truly experienced life and death separation. All his family members were still alive. His grandparents had passed away long before he was born. Even during the Great Plague, the greatest hardship his family experienced was not being able to buy bread, nothing more.

But when he faced the cold corpses of people he knew, he realized that he was as fragile as a piece of paper.

……

Seeing that Milo was traveling alone, Yan should have offered to go with him to investigate, regardless of whether Milo would agree. From Yan's perspective, he had to bring it up.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he realized that what he wanted to do most right now was to go home and hide in bed.

……

"Hey, cheer up."

Milo pulled on the reins to stop the horse and said to Yan:

"Perhaps you should take the card I gave you and go to a pleasure house to relax. It's best not to think about anything and just wait for my message."

Based on Milo's understanding of Yan, he was the kind of heartless bastard who, whether frightened by the sudden events of tonight or for other reasons, would always be able to return to his carefree and cheerful state after a while, so he was too lazy to say anything more.

"No, I'd better go home." Yan hesitated for a long time, but ultimately did not suggest that Milo go with him.

He felt inexplicably tired, a kind of exhaustion that made him feel completely drained.

"That's good. I'll get back to work now. Oh, by the way, if you pass by my house, please let Kang know I'm not going home tonight." Milo waved his hand, gave the reins a sharp tug, and the man and horse quickly disappeared into the kerosene lamplight at the end of the street.

……

Milo sped all the way to St. George's Hospital.

This is the largest public hospital in Nanwei City and one of the main battlefields during the Great Plague.

Of course, the "main force" at that time was the church blood therapy team that appeared later. St. George's Hospital had extremely chaotic and terrible medical conditions before, and was simply unable to accept a large number of plague patients.

It wasn't until after the Great Plague ended that St. George's Hospital received a grant from the capital, which enabled a comprehensive renovation, the upgrading of medical equipment, the recruitment of medical professionals, and full cooperation with the church, allowing it to reach its current size in just over five years.

It's worth noting that in the last century, St. George's mental hospital did many notorious and disgusting things, such as selling tickets, turning the mental hospital into a zoo, and treating the patients as animals for tourists to watch and have fun with.

That has been a perennial topic of conversation in Nanwei City.

Even now, people still occasionally make fun of this.

...

As for why he chose the hospital instead of the church first, it was mainly because Milo didn't want to attract the church's attention too quickly. To put it more bluntly, if the case was really related to the church, then he couldn't let the church know that Milo knew these details too early.

That's basically it.

...

As soon as Milo dismounted, he saw Eric's shadow gesturing towards him from the road—"Is that coward your friend?"

“Yes.” Milo knew Eric was asking about Yan.

Eric responded, "That's strange."

"What's strange about it?" Milo asked, puzzled.

“You two seem to be completely different kinds of people, yet you manage to get along. He looks like a good-for-nothing good-for-nothing.” Eric showed no mercy whatsoever.

"Then you should hear my story from when I first came to Nanwei City."

Milo chuckled and didn't say anything more.

Actually, a more accurate way to put it would be "the story of when I first came into this world".

However, even Milo himself is starting to forget his early days as a drunkard who never stopped drinking.

Time doesn't pass quickly; it's just that things and situations change too fast.

As people often say, some days are gone forever.

……

Milo was just about to enter the gates of St. George's Hospital.

Suddenly, a long-lost dark red color appeared in my field of vision.

She was in the corner at the very end of the street.

"So you've finally decided to show up?"

Milo squinted, scrutinizing the hunched figure with the cane, confirming that the person was indeed the Scarlet Witch.