Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 207 April 1st
“Nanwei is a city that has developed along the river, but the people here have no sense of worship for water. Perhaps it is because this land has never experienced drought. Of course, part of the reason can also be attributed to the fact that the virus spread along the river during the Great Plague.”

"In short, the people of Nanwei lack basic gratitude for water resources. In their traditional view, water is just a tool, which is also the original intention of their development of canals and vigorous development of trade and industry."

“A long time ago, I had a very brief visit to Nanwei City. The folk culture here is very unique. They pay more attention to reality, or more accurately, they value people themselves, whether they are dead or alive. This can be seen from the local festival for the dead. A people who are so open-minded about death will naturally not be overly bound by formalities. This is also why I like this city.”

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The carriage entered Nanwei City.

The weary man did not stop writing with his pen, recording all his feelings and thoughts along the way in his notebook.

From the architectural style here to the daily communication and language used by the locals, he basically jots down whatever he sees.

“Unlike ten years ago, I saw a lot of church elements here. As the birthplace of the state religion, Nanwei City does not have a strong religious consciousness at its core, but the simple people follow their true feelings. They are the city that suffered the most during the Great Plague, and also the first city to receive the church's help and regain its vitality. The church saved the city, and they followed their hearts and embraced the church.”

"I will never forget the Nanwei people who aided the Miskatonic River Basin five years ago. After escaping from the abyss, they immediately threw themselves into the war against the virus. That was one of the few moments in my shallow first half of life that I was deeply moved by. I was moved by the selflessness of the Nanwei people, or rather, by the greatness of humanity."

The man carefully wrote down his feelings, stroke by stroke.

Horse-drawn carriages travel along the streets by the canal.

The streets of Nanwei City are especially crowded today.

Many people wearing black cloaks surrounded the streets on both sides of the canal; men, women, the elderly, and even children were all present on the streets.

They brought cleaning tools from home, chatted with each other, and swept the streets along the riverbank.

The carriage carrying the man moved along, stopping and starting, making the seemingly endless street appear very long.

But he showed no impatience, only staring intently at the black-robed man on the street.

"Today is April 1st, a very important day for the people of Nanwei. Five years ago today, Nanwei City defeated the plague. While sending away the virus, it also sent away thousands of volunteers who sacrificed their lives for the fight against the epidemic on the streets of the city."

"They believed that wearing black shrouds could awaken weary souls. I think this is the highest respect the survivors could pay to the victims. Yes, the church was the most crucial factor in the victory, but without the volunteers who provided the most basic assistance, the plague could not have been defeated."

"People here use this method to remember their compatriots who sacrificed their lives in this city during the plague, and at the same time remind themselves not to forget the kindness, because without those sacrifices, everyone would be in shrouds."

“The most touching ideas are those that are incredibly simple and pure.”

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The man slowly closed the laptop.

The coachman turned around and apologized, "Excuse me, sir, you've just encountered a rather complicated day. Perhaps I should take a different route."

“No, please don’t say that.” The man waved his hand and said to the coachman, “Could you do me a favor and find me a black cloak? I think I should join this group. I also received aid from the Nanwei people during the Great Plague.”

He handed the groom 50 runes.

The groom readily agreed.

...

A few minutes later, the man put on a black cloak and joined the parade in the street, moving slowly with the crowd.

During the great plague, the source of the virus's spread was actually the canal.

Therefore, every year on April 1st, people sweep the streets along both sides of the river until they are spotless, which carries the meaning of clearing away the virus.

As an outsider, the man followed local customs, even helping passersby sweep the road and trim the bushes along the riverbank, as if he had completely forgotten the purpose of his trip.

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…The streets were bustling, but not noisy.

Unlike the Day of the Dead, April 1st carries the heavy memories of everyone in this city.

The river that runs through Nanwei City is like a scar that will never heal for this city...

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However, not everyone can wander the streets aimlessly like a man.

The officers in black were all busy at the moment.

Rebecca mobilized all her staff to go door-to-door to find all the potential victims, according to the list provided by Milo.

This is a huge project, especially on this special day.

After working for half a day, the safety of almost all of the hundreds of names on the list has been confirmed.

Some who were afraid of dying simply stayed in the law enforcement office and refused to leave.

However, after filtering through the list, Rebecca discovered that one name was nowhere to be found.

It was Sansa, whom Milo added at the end of the list.

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"We've searched her home, St. George's Hospital, and several other places she usually frequents, but we haven't been able to find this woman."

An officer briefed Rebecca on the situation.

"So she's missing?" Rebecca took Sansa's file from her subordinate and quickly flipped through it.

"That's right." The subordinate nodded, "We searched her residence but found nothing unusual. The neighbors said she didn't come home last night..."

Rebecca's expression instantly turned serious.

"I didn't go home."

"Yes."

"The rest of you continue with your work. Two men, come and follow me."

Rebecca tucked her dagger into her pocket, beckoned her subordinates, and left the law enforcement office.

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...

This was the busiest day in the history of the Chengnan Law Enforcement Office.

Many of the protected potential victims stayed in the lobby and various departments of the law enforcement office.

However, the morgue in the basement was unattended at the time, and to prevent outsiders from entering, the officers locked the door leading to the basement staircase.

So much so that no one noticed that at that moment, a tall figure with torn and mangled skin was standing in the aisle of the morgue.

She walked slowly and heavily into Rick's studio, as if searching for something.

(End of this chapter)