Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 342 A family of three

into the night.

The Milo family sat around the dining table for a meal.

He also brought Enid home.

To be precise, it was Enid who brought Milo home. It was Emma and Con that gave the order, since Enid had been eating dinner at the Valrocan house much more often than Milo had been lately, and Milo was practically just freeloading.

Because of the trouble on the street, the two officers missed dinner time when they got home. Kang and Finn had already finished dinner and gone out for a stroll.

Only Emma sat at the dining table, holding a heavy book.

……

"So you finally decided to climb back from that other woman's den?"

This was the first thing Emma said to Milo after they met.

Like Enid, Emma has now graduated from Nanwei Academy, but due to health reasons, she can only stay at home. Besides reading and tinkering with her strange chemical experiments, writing is the only way she can pass the time.

However, the Valrocan family is now much better off, and Emma doesn't need to make any contributions. The biggest contribution she can make is simply not blowing up the roof.

"What other women's nest?"

Having dealt with all sorts of criminals for years, Milo had long mastered the art of lying. Not only did he remain calm and collected, but he also seemed not to take Emma's words seriously at all.

"What was he doing during those three days he disappeared?" Emma calmly turned to look at Enid.

Enid instantly felt herself being locked onto by two sharp gazes, one from Emma and the other from Milo.

The little girl has already suffered enough today, who knew she would have to suffer like this after work. If she had known this would happen, she wouldn't have come here for this meal.

Despite feeling wronged, Milo had already prepared her for the journey back, so Enid could only bite the bullet and say:
"The station has several troublesome cases, and Milo and I have been investigating them around the clock for the past few days."

"Hey? How many times have I told you, no work-related discussions after get off work. Just eat your food." Milo served Enid a large plate of cold pasta, successfully shutting her up.

As the saying goes, too much talk leads to mistakes; it's enough to express the general meaning clearly.

Enid lowered her head and began to peel the noodles.

……

Once upon a time, she and Emma were the only ones teasing Milo at the dinner table, but now Enid has become the lowest-ranking person, almost completely at their mercy.

She bit off a piece of spaghetti with a vicious bite.

This is the only way they can vent their bad emotions.

...

“You’re very busy, you two officers must be working very hard.” Emma rested her chin on her hand.

Milo picked up a piece of chicken and handed it to Emma: "No, no, no, thank you for preparing such a sumptuous dinner for us. Open your mouth, ah—"

Emma remained unmoved.

Milo then stuffed the chicken into Enid's mouth without feeling embarrassed at all.

Emma pushed her books aside and began eating, saying, "I'll talk to Yan later and tell him to stop teaching Finn those boxing techniques. The school has complained to us more than once that he's fighting with older kids."

"Okay." Milo nodded.

“Occasionally, you should also care about and look after the children at home, so that they don’t suffer losses outside without you knowing.” Emma scolded Milo as she cut the sausage into pieces and put them on Enid’s plate.

I don't know if she was referring to Finn or Enid.

……

"Gentlemen, don't act like I'm your daughter."

Enid looked at the Valrokan siblings in front of her with a puzzled expression.

That's what she said, but when Emma casually mentioned it, her nose really stung a little. She suppressed her feeling of grievance and quickly shoveled the sausage pieces into her mouth.

“It’s nothing, it’s nothing. I’ll go with you to the hearing tomorrow… oh no, I mean the hearing tomorrow. You can just read from the prepared statement, there won’t be any trouble.” Milo mumbled indistinctly as he chewed the vegetables in his mouth.

"Those hooligans were really nasty..." Enid didn't look up, continuing to pick at her food.

“It’s not that we can’t deal with them, but times have changed. The safest way to deal with these guys is to drag them into the interrogation room first. Once the door is closed, you can do whatever you want with them. We can even beat them half to death without finding a single external injury. You should learn this from Rebecca; she’s an expert in this area.” Milo patiently imparted knowledge that Enid hadn’t learned in her law classes, pointing to Emma’s nearly ten-centimeter-thick book as he said:
"The simplest way is to find a book, put it on your chest, and swing a hammer or crowbar as you like. The next time you meet him on the street, he'll have to avoid you."

Enid looked up at Milo with a bewildered expression.

Before she could fully process what Milo had said, Emma added:
"Or electric shock, or even drowning."

"No, we're facing budget cuts right now and don't have the tools for that. It's better to start with books; knowledge is power." Milo quickly interrupted Emma's gentle reminder. He knew that if he didn't stop the conversation in time, Emma would soon list out all sorts of cruel tortures.

And so the family of three happily finished their cold dinner.

……

After dinner.

Enid took the initiative to wash the dishes and clear the table. After all, if Milo hadn't been there today, she really wouldn't know how to deal with all the questions from the newspapers and media present.

Milo, on the other hand, took the toothpick with him and went out the door as if it were perfectly natural.

He now schedules the vast majority of his work hours after sunset.

After the Hunter incident, Milo realized one thing: mysterious cases require special methods to handle, and the fewer unrelated people involved, the better; otherwise, it can easily lead to troublesome consequences like the near annihilation of the patrol team. Max, however, did not fulfill his promise from his speech years ago about establishing a more comprehensive security network.

But there are also people working on this behind the scenes.

Six months after the incident in Nanwei City ended, investigators from Miskatonic University contacted Milo.

They discussed many matters concerning the mysterious realm of Nanwei City.

The person who spearheaded this matter was naturally Investigator C, since he had some dealings with Milo.

He also frequently operated in the southern part of the country, not only providing Milo with many original copies of evil texts, but also bringing many unknown and cryptic messages.

For example, the recent uproar over the "buying of cemeteries" in the suburbs.

Milo's ability to communicate seamlessly with the ghouls who crawl out from the depths of the earth is entirely thanks to the "Ghoul Compendium" brought by Investigator C.

According to Investigator C, the University of Michigan is very concerned about the situation in Nanwei City. They also trust that Milo can protect the city and are willing to provide all possible assistance.

The reason why those vampires were able to move freely within the territory of Nanwei City without being immediately captured and sunbathed by Milo, including the matter of the nobles of Cainhearst Castle, was because the University of Michigan had communicated with Milo in advance and provided guarantees for these Cainhearst people.

……

Perhaps it has now become a kind of law.

Things that shouldn't be done in the sunlight are all dealt with at night.

Including the ghoul incident, the vampire incident, and the shadows that occasionally appear at the bottom of the canal bed, investigator C revealed that these elusive creatures belong to a cult called "Dagon".

However, recently, the issues that Milo and Investigator C are most concerned about are not those mentioned above.

Nanwei City may appear peaceful and tranquil on the surface, but in reality, some bloody and brutal murders are still happening in the shadows.

In fact, it's not just in Nanwei City; this time it's nationwide...

……

In the tavern.

Milo met with Investigator C.

No matter the occasion, this guy is always dressed in a suit and top hat, carrying a heavy leather briefcase.

"Why not choose the tavern from last time? I've been really missing Mrs. Evelyn."

Investigator C arrived in Nanwei City on the last train of the day and must have rushed back to the city from Innsmouth Station without stopping, since he still had a slight fishy smell on him.

“I’m staying home tonight. If I come home smelling like a woman’s perfume, I won’t get breakfast tomorrow.” Milo pushed a glass of whiskey toward C.

C picked up the glass, drank it all in one gulp, smacked his lips, and nodded.
"I understand. By the way, did you check about what I mentioned last time? Are there any special circumstances regarding the lost pets or the nearby ranches?"

"not at all."

Milo shook his head:
"Not to mention cases of animal attacks, we've even dug up all the cases of lost pets. Recently, the enforcement team helped 14 elderly women find their lost cats, and also helped several farmers in the surrounding area find 4 sheep and 3 horses. We've killed countless coyotes in the suburbs, but we haven't found any suspicious clues."

He tapped the bar with his empty glass, signaling the bartender to refill it.

Then he continued speaking to C:

"Is it possible that this was just a coincidence? After all, a month has passed, and we've already conducted an autopsy on the guy who was killed by our own sheepdog, and we didn't find anything abnormal..."

“But this month alone, I’ve heard of 23 cases of animal rage within the county.” C took a thick stack of documents from his briefcase and handed them to Milo.

……

The two of them were discussing the frequent animal attacks on people across the country.

It's less of an animal attack and more of a human injury incident.

The only incident that occurred in Nanwei City was when an elderly man in a small southern town had his neck bitten off by his own sheepdog.

The world is full of wonders, and this might not attract much attention under normal circumstances.

However, Milo saw something strange from the old man's undead perspective—

The sheepdog that killed its owner wasn't simply acting out of madness. In the old man's memory before his death, his big, furry dog ​​had transformed into something else entirely—a creature that even Milo himself couldn't quite describe.

Its fur had all fallen out, its bones had grown excessively, its muscles and soft tissues were in a state of extensive ulceration, and new fangs had grown into its mouth...

……

According to the residents of the same town, the old man's sheepdog had been with him for thirteen years. By the dog's biological age, it was much older than the old man, practically half-dead. Even if they were to fight, the old man was more likely to kill the dog.

Therefore, there must be some unknown hidden story behind this.

The University of Michigan suspects that this is some kind of latent plague virus.

But at least for now, Milo hasn't found a second similar case in Nanwei City. However, Investigator C went out for half a month and came back with a lot of clues.

"Starting at 23, you're something else."

Milo looked at the thick stack of documents in front of him and felt a headache coming on.

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(End of this chapter)