Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 198 Clues Can Be Found Everywhere
The subsequent actions were largely carried out according to the original plan.

The two members of the criminal investigation team from the law enforcement agency split into two groups.

Milo followed the lead of Holloway, who had already been declared dead, to investigate.

Of course, the official explanation is to investigate his recent whereabouts and find out exactly who he has been in contact with.

But as a psychic, one would naturally not choose such an inefficient method.

The first thing Milo did after leaving the law enforcement office was to go to the church's Dillah, not to ask for information from the church's database, but to ask him for a favor.

"Just to confirm, do you want me to arrange the funeral for the deceased as soon as possible?"

After hearing Milo's request, Dillah was immediately surprised.

Under normal circumstances, law enforcement officers are very averse to church officials interfering during their investigations.

People like De La Shaw have a rather unpleasant nickname in law enforcement circles: "flies." This is because of the unwritten rule that "the living belong to the law enforcement office, the dead belong to the church." Whenever someone dies somewhere, people from the church will come looking for trouble and cause problems for the law enforcement officers.

So this is the first time someone like Milo has taken the initiative to approach the church to ask them to arrange the funeral for the deceased as soon as possible.

No wonder Dillah Shaw was surprised.

Anyone would be surprised.

However, he readily accepted Milo's request and devoutly recited a proverb from the church:

"Fear the blood of the old gods."

Milo patted Dillah Shaw on the shoulder and said something the other would never understand in his entire life:
"The Force is with you."

...

The fact is, if Aya Ferguson and Holloway can be buried as soon as possible, it will be a decisive help to Milo's progress in the case.

He can easily learn about the deceased's life experiences.

However, the potential dangers are also clear: the "hunting dogs" that may come knocking at any time.

The Scarlet Witch has made it very clear that every time she uses her clairvoyance, the distance between her and the hounds shrinks by one point.

This is also a problem that Milo is currently grappling with.

He hesitated...

...

the other side.

As planned, old Sean went to the docks and relevant agencies upstream and downstream of the canal to investigate the registration records of passing ships.

Solving a case often requires an incredibly long process. The length of time referred to here is not in terms of time, but rather the length of time felt by the investigators.

This involves a lot of repetitive work, such as asking the same questions to countless different people and repeatedly reviewing countless records.

Finding the one thread that points to the truth among countless loose ends is incredibly difficult.

Law enforcement officers' work is not just about fighting and killing; most of the time, they are actually overwhelmed with problems.

Fortunately, fate is kind, because there is never just one clue pointing to the truth.

As a famous detective once said, clues are everywhere, but people simply ignore them.

Often, tedious, repetitive work is the most effective way to find clues.

……

Among the numerous records of passing ships, old Theon compared all the records upstream and downstream as well as those at the dock. He checked almost every ship's route, including all information such as the ship's load and the organization to which it belonged.

For this crime-solving machine, aside from eating, drinking, and relieving himself, he could spend all day doing only two things: investigating cases and smoking. So no matter how tedious the work was, as long as there was enough cigarettes, it was no problem for Old Theon.

Soon, he discovered something amiss...

Oh, actually it wasn't that fast, because by the time old Theon took his attention away from those notebooks, he realized it was already dark outside.

Another day has passed.

……

Yan didn't sleep well that night.

To be precise, he barely slept at all.

An indescribable emotion enveloped him like a dome. He lay in bed, unable to fall asleep no matter what position he adopted. In fact, after downing several glasses of strong liquor, he felt even more energetic.

Yan couldn't quite explain what kind of feeling it was.

Sadness? Fear?
Or perhaps it's self-blame.

He couldn't tell clearly.

Yan was never a competent city guard.

Perhaps the city guards were just a bunch of idle, good-for-nothing employees, and he simply conformed to their ways.

And he was quite content with this kind of life.

His family treated him like a good-for-nothing, but their comfortable financial situation meant they didn't mind supporting him.

Yan is also very smart. Although he has always been good at getting into trouble, he has never caused any major trouble. Whether it is fighting or hooking up, he always knows where the bottom line is. He knows that if he crosses that line, his family will no longer help him.

He even knew that his status and wealth were insufficient to allow him to indulge in pleasure-seeking activities at places like pleasure houses, so he didn't actually have much desire for such places.

Despite constantly mentioning that he wanted Milo to take him to the pleasure house...

To use a more technical term—he lived a very successful and comfortable life in his comfort zone, but he was also very timid.

To outsiders, Yan might seem like a wild and unrestrained person, but he knows he isn't. He just sees himself as a useless person and pretends not to care about anything.

In this respect, once you successfully convince yourself that you really don't care about anything, you won't be afraid of losing anything.

Until that day I saw Aya's face.

That face was so pale that not a single drop of blood could be squeezed out.

At that moment, Yan did not feel any sadness, nor did he feel hatred or anger towards the murderer. He was even somewhat relieved.

Thankfully, Aya died with her eyes closed.

For Yan at that moment, Aya's open eyes were what he feared most.

……

But after leaving the law enforcement office and saying goodbye to Milo...

Yan had a strange feeling.

He felt he shouldn't leave the law enforcement office; he was very uneasy.

It wasn't until he got home and tossed and turned on his familiar, comfortable bed for several hours that he realized that the only time he felt at ease was during the two hours he was handcuffed in the interrogation room at the law enforcement station.

Deep down, he subconsciously believed he was guilty.

Although Milo and the others at the law enforcement agency did not consider him a criminal suspect, Yan put himself on the execution platform.

……

"It's okay, it's okay."

"I've always been a coward, and running away is my principle."

Yan sat in his room, and no matter how he tried to comfort himself, the persistent self-reproach in his mind drowned out the words he was actually uttering.

Now, whenever he closes his eyes, what comes to mind is the mangled corpse on the dock bridge platform, that cold, bloodless face.

(End of this chapter)