Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 295 Ah, eat, eat, eat!
"I understand what you mean."

Dillah Shaw nodded, everything was understood without words.

……

"So what are your plans? It's not hard to see that Nero dared to announce that he would directly lead the task force because he was counting on you to solve the case. And you just happen to be the target of this hunter team. Are you planning another sting operation?"

Dirac asked Milo for his opinion.

Milo frowned: "Look at what you're saying. What kind of fisherman uses himself as bait? Nanwei City has a population of over 400,000. Surely not all the bad guys besides me have been killed? As far as I know, there is one person who survived their assassination attempt..."

Milo suddenly stopped talking.

Then he raised his hand and slapped his forehead.

"Damn, how could I forget about that little thief?"

He hurriedly snatched the documents from Dillashau's hand and quickly flipped through them: "Is there a young woman named Grasso on the list of victims?"

“No,” Dirachoon answered firmly. “There were only three young women among the dead: Fia Walker, Denise…”

"Alright, I know you have a good memory, so stop showing off."

Milo shoved the documents back to Dillah and turned to leave.

"What have you thought of?" Dillash asked, jogging to catch up with Milo.

"There's one still alive, she should still be alive. Anyway, she's the kind of heretic you mentioned, someone with some strange traits. She's definitely on the kill list. Since we haven't found her body yet, the hunters might be chasing her from some corner outside."

Milo went back upstairs to the armory and looted all the usable ammunition magazines. Then he rushed to the cafeteria next door and stuffed a few bites of bread into his mouth.

"Are you sure you don't need any support?" Dillash followed Milo the whole time, noting down the name Grasso and pressing Milo for directions in his investigation.

Milo turned and glanced at Dillah Shaw: "Can you fight?"

“No,” Dillash replied firmly.

"Then go back to your church and tell your men who are good at fighting..."

“No problem, just tell me the address and I’ll send reinforcements for you,” Dirashau said eagerly.

"Pah! I meant you need to protect the children in the orphanage. That's the only case without any deaths, isn't it? What does that mean? It means they messed up. So the target must be among those children. Find him, understand?"

“Understood!” Dillah nodded emphatically, then reminded her, “And the female teacher who was burned.”

"Leave this to us."

Milo nodded, then turned and shouted loudly into the law enforcement office lobby:
"Bouch! Take everyone who can work and go to the hospital to protect that female teacher who was burned in the orphanage!"

……

Thus, the first operation after the establishment of the so-called special task force officially began.

It's not that everyone else is just sitting around waiting to die.

The branch is investigating all homicide cases within the jurisdiction of each law enforcement office, but basically it involves following procedures to first confirm the identity of the deceased, then perform an autopsy, and compare the clues found at the crime scene.

Without a doubt, Milo's progress is the fastest.

At least he and Dillash had confirmed what kind of group the hunting organization was targeting.

However, these clues cannot be shared with other law enforcement agencies at all, and even if they were shared, no one would believe them.

As for Milo, the fighting among the Visors was completely unnecessary to involve the other Enforcers. They couldn't offer Milo any effective help; on the contrary, they would only restrict and interfere with him. The potential problem was that Milo might accidentally die and no one would be there to collect his body…

But he couldn't care less about that now.

We couldn't preserve the black-clad man's body when we were in the north of the city, so this time we must leave him with a complete body, give him a grand funeral, and then thoroughly investigate his origins through the voyeur's gaze.

……

After Milo left, the others in the law enforcement office quickly carried out the orders.

Meanwhile, in the basement, Rick was still carefully recalling and pondering the long string of inexplicable conversations he had just overheard.

Yes, Rick stood by and listened to every single word of Milo and Derasha's discussion of the case.

He himself couldn't understand how these two people could completely ignore his presence and talk about these obscure and secret things.

But in reality, Milo had long stopped treating him as a normal person, so it wouldn't be a big deal for Rick to know these things.

As for Derashaw, his information network was far more extensive than Milo's. He had thoroughly investigated all the victims of the Glagki incident. Rick's secret might be kept from others, but it certainly wouldn't be kept from the Church. In fact, Derashaw had even kept a close watch on Rick for a period of time, considering him a potential apostle. However, after the Star Tower refuted Derashaw's speculation, he stopped paying attention to Rick's situation.

……

"The Great Old Ones? Apostles?"

Although Rick is now half-dead, he still knows nothing about the mystical world. In the past few days, he first learned about the Derby family's chilling past, and now this whole bunch of strange information is flooding his head. He feels like he's not being treated like a human being at all.

"Oh, strictly speaking, I don't really count as a human anymore."

Gollum~~
Rick was talking to himself when suddenly his stomach rumbled.

He turned his head and glanced at the seven fresh corpses laid out in the morgue, swallowing hard in a perverse way.
"Hmm—that's a lot of work, so we need to replenish our energy even more."

Rick picked up the slender scalpel and muttered to himself:

"Is it too much for me to grab a late-night snack first?"

After all, one of the seven corpses was roasted to a medium-rare state, and the rich protein "aroma" filling the morgue was irresistible to Rick, making him completely unable to concentrate on his work.

With Dillah Shaw and Milo both out, there wasn't a single living person in the basement.

Rick could take this opportunity to prepare a fancy late-night snack for himself.

He first walked to the top of the stairs and looked up to make sure that his colleagues on the first floor were all busy, and it seemed that Butch was calling everyone to set off for St. George's Hospital.

It seems that no one will be going down to the basement for the time being.

Rick carefully pulled out a plate, cutlery, alcohol lamp, a small piece of butter, black pepper, rosemary... from under the cupboard.

There was even a half-empty bottle of red wine.

Carrying these things, he sneaked into the morgue and locked the door from the inside.

……

The half-dead man didn't take the things that Milo and Dillash had mentioned in their previous conversation seriously at all.

He hadn't even considered the consequences of swallowing the proteins from the apostles of the ancients.

(End of this chapter)