Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 208: One Name Is Missing

at the same time.

The headquarters of McMann Trading Company is located in the industrial zone on the north bank of the canal.

The person in charge, whose head had been beaten to a pulp by Rebecca, was extremely excited at this moment.

In an attempt to clear his name, he was frantically issuing orders as instructed by Milo, commanding his subordinates to notify all ships under the company's name to cease operations and cooperate with the law enforcement team in the search mission on the canal.

In fact, after the small cargo ship went missing, he had been secretly searching for its whereabouts, but he dared not make it public.

the reason is simple.

If the cargo ship sinks, then the responsibility lies with him.

If the cargo ship is stolen or the crew deserts, that is also his dereliction of duty, and he has no way to explain it to the head office.

But now that everything has been exposed, he can only try his best to show his sincerity to the law enforcement team and pray that the final result won't be too bad.

……

"What did you inject me with? Why is my heart beating so fast?!"

The person in charge poured a glass of straight whiskey and gulped it down in two sips.

The liquor that usually burned my throat now flowed down my throat as smoothly as water into my stomach without any discomfort whatsoever.

Although he was bruised and swollen, he seemed to feel no pain at all, and was in high spirits and extremely excited.

Milo squinted at the middle-aged man in front of him whose nose was bleeding profusely and shook his head: "I don't know either."

He turned to look at Eric.

Eric gestured—

"I can't use the technical terms, but it's basically a stimulant. Ryan said there are a few side effects, but nothing serious."

"?" Milo gave Eric a look, as if to say, "What side effects?"

The latter explained, "He probably won't have sex for the next few months."

“That’s alright.” Milo shrugged.

Thinking to myself, well, this guy will probably be in jail for the next few months anyway.

……

As they were talking, the person in charge had already downed three times the amount of whiskey in one go.

To ensure this guy wouldn't cause any problems, Milo had him bring in another person in charge from the company to assist with the search.

"This is Mr. Hodley, a senior figure in our company's transportation chain. He knows the company's cargo shipping routes and all the ferry crossings in Nanwei City like the back of his hand."

The person in charge introduced the lean, middle-aged man who walked into the office to Milo.

"Old Huo, you have to cooperate with this law enforcement officer. He's the investigator in this ship disappearance case. You must fully cooperate with the investigation, understand?"

“Sir, your nose…” Hodley was shocked to see his boss’s nose bleeding profusely.

But the other person just kept stuffing tissues into their nostrils and waving their hand dismissively.
"It's a minor issue, I'm just a little feverish."

Eric, standing on the wall, shook his head and gestured to Milo, "The effects of the medicine are almost gone. You need to say what you want as soon as possible."

Milo raised an eyebrow and shouted to the person in charge, "Give me the list of crew members from the missing cargo ship."

The person in charge nodded.

But the next second his eyes suddenly became vacant.

Henry's shadow on the wall was looking down at his watch, holding up two fingers as if counting down—"3, 2, 1, down."

Bang.

The head of McMann Trading Company slumped onto the table and lost consciousness.

A few seconds later, a piercing snore filled the office.

This guy was already close to unconsciousness from Rebecca's "interrogation," and now the last bit of his mental energy should have been completely drained by Ryan's potion.

Fortunately, the list wasn't in his possession. "Officer, please wait a moment, I'll go get the list."

Seeing his boss's disheveled appearance, Hodley was also bewildered, but he still decided to cooperate with Milo's work as instructed.

First, he ran out to call the employees to come in and take his unconscious boss to the hospital, and then he personally delivered the information about the missing cargo ship to Milo.

"This is information about the missing vessel, along with a list of its crew."

Hodley said to Mylo:
"We have mobilized all ships at various docks to set sail and search, including cargo ships in nearby waters. We believe we should have news soon."

Milo took the documents from Hodley, but his gaze lingered on the other man's face.

Hodley was a dark-skinned middle-aged man, clearly an old sailor who often went on voyages. His beard was unkempt and gray, and he wore a retro baseball cap.

"Are you nervous?" Milo muttered as he asked.

Because he saw that the brim of Hodley's hat was soaked with sweat.

"Of course I'm nervous, sir. I've never dealt with your law enforcement officers before."

Hodley was very sincere, though his smile was somewhat stiff.

But this was a normal reaction from an ordinary person interacting with a law enforcement officer, and Milo didn't think much of it.

“Find a fast boat, let’s take a trip on the canal.” Milo nodded, glanced through the crew list of the missing cargo ship, and instructed Hodley, “Take the salvage equipment, we may have to spend the whole day on the water today.”

"This...you suspect the cargo ship has been involved in an accident, sir?"

Hodley's expression tightened.

For him, or for McMann, this was the worst possible scenario.

"I didn't say that."

Milo shrugged: "But anything can happen, and we can't rule out that possibility, right?"

"You're right, please wait a moment, I'll arrange it right away."

Hodley nodded and hurried back to arrange manpower.

……

Milo sat at his desk, patting the document in his hand, watching Hodley's hurried departure, and asked the group of seven beside him:

"Do you remember what old Theon said about how many crew members were on the missing ship?"

The group of seven looked at each other in bewilderment.

Bones Jones raised both hands toward Milo, one making a "V" sign and the other a fist.

It means 20 people.

"Um……"

Milo nodded, slung himself off the desk, stretched, and then tossed the document back onto the table.

"There are only 19 names on this list."

Eric's image immediately appeared on the desk. He quickly flipped through the document and then asked Milo:
Whose name is missing?

“I don’t know then.” Milo shook his head. “Let’s see what Mr. Hodley is up to first. No rush.”

……

Five minutes later, Hodley brought five young sailors.

"Officer, we have arranged the boats and we can depart at any time."

"Well, let's go."

Milo glanced at the unfamiliar faces before him, nodded, and followed them.

……

(End of this chapter)