Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 347 Personal Attack
"I suggest you drive the carriage away. The dog is too old to keep up with your horse for such a long distance, and it's also not easy to ride the horse while you're carrying it."

Enid had thought of everything for Milo, mainly considering the dog's needs.

"Makes sense."

Milo nodded.

He checked his equipment.

Besides the classic combination of the Remington revolver and the Bowie knife, there's also the holy sword of physics, namely the crowbar. For the past six months, Milo has gotten used to having this cumbersome thing hanging under his long trench coat.

Enid and other law enforcement officers believed that Milo's move was not very significant.

After all, when the crime scene was discovered a month ago, the law enforcement team had already searched the area around Glenn town with hunting dogs. However, after the dogs smelled the crime scene, they all seemed to become timid and hesitant. None of them were willing to cooperate with the law enforcement officers' search operation; they all seemed to be very scared.

If even a well-trained hunting dog can't provide help, an old, elderly dog ​​will naturally be of little use.

Everyone except Milo thought so.

Milo dismissed the "reluctant" Enid with just a few words.

He knew what kind of trouble ordinary people would get into after their sanity was weakened. Enid was one of the more intelligent ones, after all, she hadn't shown any obvious negative reaction after deciphering a Finich manuscript. But that wasn't a reason for Milo to get involved in mysterious cases.

Following Milo's lead was tantamount to suicide.

As for Rick, it doesn't matter.

This guy is a product of his own recklessness; it doesn't matter if he does it a few more times.

……

The front yard of the law enforcement office.

Rick, who was completely covered up, appeared in front of Milo holding a black umbrella.

His face was covered with a black cloth, and a piece of cloth was draped around his head under his tricorn hat, making him look like a follower of some heretical sect.

Milo looked up; there was still a layer of clouds in the sky, and the sun wasn't shining directly into the city. "Is it really necessary?"

“It’s necessary. Although the sunlight won’t turn me into a green rotten thing, it’s still an unbearable torture.” Rick pulled the black cloth over his face. “Why me?”

"Does it have to be so much nonsense?"

Milo had no patience to waste time arguing with Rick.

After being scolded like that, Rick could only shrink his neck and jump onto the front of the carriage to grab the reins.

……

The carriage slowly drove out of the law enforcement post and headed towards Glenn Town, located on the southern side of Nanwei.

Inside the car, Milo and the dirty old dog stared at each other.

He could sense that as the carriage drew closer to Glenn town, the sheepdog became increasingly restless, a state that was being forcibly suppressed by Milo's dream.

The dog wagged its tail and looked at Milo with pitiful eyes.

Milo narrowed his eyes: "Don't look at me like that, you criminal suspect dog. Cooperate with us and solve the case to clear your name."

The effect of dream stimulation keeps the sheepdog in a relatively excited and active state.

But it still harbors an incredibly deep-seated fear of the town of Glenn.

Animals actually possess more acute senses than humans when it comes to certain obscure things. Judging from the sheepdog's reaction, the berserk mutated creature is most likely still roaming in the jungles surrounding Glenn Town.

……

University of Michigan believes that this series of similar cases may be due to the weakening of the animals' sanity, leading to mutations and berserk behavior, which in turn causes frequent attacks on people. In short, it means that the sinister creatures hiding in the shadows have shifted their focus from humans to animals after the night of the hunt.

But this is just speculation; the investigators and professors at the University of Michigan have not yet obtained substantial evidence.

According to Dillahau, however, the church believes this may be a new type of plague virus that is spreading within the animal kingdom.

Judging from the creature that Milo saw from the perspective of the old man's spirit, it did indeed seem to be the result of being infected with some kind of terrible virus, since the fact that its entire body was covered in ulcerated and peeling skin was enough to explain the problem.

However, the will conveyed by the Eye of Thought has been confirmed: the scene that Milo saw from the perspective of the dead was indeed incomplete, and he was even misled by the thoughts of the dead.

The eye of reflection has a second part to it—to trace the truth, we must return to reality itself.

That makes perfect sense.

Milo realized that he had been relying too much on the abilities of spectating from the perspective of the undead and dream manipulation lately.

The reason is simple: the Scarlet Witch had given him a heads-up. She said that the hounds of the Outer God dimension might not notice Milo's existence for a long time, so Milo could use his clairvoyance relatively freely. According to the Scarlet Witch, the avatar of Yog-Sothoth's will was enough to feed the hounds that had their eyes on Milo. They would also need time and energy to digest the will of an Outer God and would not have the desire to eat for a while, and might even fall into a deep sleep. This state would last for about a year after he had eaten, meaning Milo had another six months to live without restraint.

Putting everything else aside, after the night of the hunt, Milo became even more convinced of one thing: dogs are man's best friend.

……

The journey from the city to Glenn is not far, even shorter than the journey to the Church Bridge.

When you reach a section of road where you can see streetlights, it means you've entered the town area.

The architecture of the towns and manors surrounding Nanwei City is actually more in line with the style of the last century than the buildings in the city. After all, these places are not updated as quickly as the city. The main roads in the town are paved with smooth stone slabs with worn edges, and the dripping beast reliefs on the buildings on both sides of the street reveal the sense of antiquity.

There are no fewer than twenty towns like these around the city of Nanwei, most of which are located near major transportation routes connecting to surrounding cities. Before Innsmouth Station was built, these towns were actually important transit points for Nanwei's trade.

However, as time went by, these town-level areas gradually faded from people's view compared to their former bustling prosperity, because trade was no longer limited to short-distance exchanges between cities, but focused on more distant places at sea and inland.

……

Today, two strange strangers appeared on the streets of Glenn.

One was a gaunt man who was wrapped up like a mummy and was holding a black umbrella even in broad daylight. The other looked relatively normal; he was a black-clad law enforcement officer leading a sheepdog.

Occasionally, one or two elderly people can be seen sitting on the steps in front of their houses, lost in thought, at the deserted street corners.

They showed little interest in Milo and his companion's visit, and even when Milo tried to strike up a conversation, they listlessly ignored him.

……

The two continued strolling through the streets of Glenn.

"I'm still very curious why you chose me to cooperate with your operation."

Rick followed Milo, holding an umbrella and nagging.

“Then I’ll tell you the truth.” Milo stopped and turned around, raising his hands above his head to gesture, “The creature that bit the old man was about this tall, with arms as thick as my thigh, covered in festering sores and rotting flesh, and had grown brand new fangs and claws.”

"Oh, I understand what you mean now." Rick nodded, looking enlightened.

Milo nodded: "I've thought about it carefully. In the entire law enforcement office, you're the only one who can barely cooperate with me. Everyone else is—too normal."

“I get it, I get it. Does that mean we’re going to be work partners from now on?” Rick seemed to be getting excited.

"Well, you could say that." Milo was a little puzzled; why was this guy so excited about being treated like a freak?

He slowly explained, “The new security network is responsible for maintaining order at night, which is not something that can be done in public. In fact, you are also one of the subjects of the new order. However, given your consistently good performance in following the rules, as well as your existing identity as a law enforcement officer, I think we can clarify the division of labor and information sharing. You can help me with some things.”

We must make the best use of everything; these days, it's not easy to find a creature that isn't afraid of losing sanity.

“I’d be happy to do your bidding, Mr. Valrokan.” Rick hadn’t thought much of it; he only knew that working with Milo offered a higher chance of collecting more advanced proteins…

Of course, even though he was half-zombie, his mind was still very sharp.

Rick knew all too well what role Milo had played in Nanwei City over the past six months. One of the main reasons he had been behaving himself was that he knew Milo could crush him at any time without leaving a trace.

……

"Sure, sure, having a partner should be pretty good." Rick nodded vigorously.

“Say what you will.” Milo’s brow twitched.

"Partners do need to share information, right?" Rick said thoughtfully.

“Hmm.” Milo didn’t think much of it.

"So would you mind sharing your recent sex life?" Rick suddenly asked.

Milo gave him a cold glance: "We're not that close yet."

"Oh, I understand, I understand. Sorry for being so abrupt. I thought this was just the usual topic you guys talk about in the men's locker room. Sorry, sorry." Rick waved his hands repeatedly.

“You probably don’t have many friends, do you?” Milo muttered.

Rick's face instantly fell:
"That's a bit of a personal attack."

Just as the two were chatting idly, the sheepdog, which had been relatively quiet, suddenly rushed a few steps toward the east side of the town and tightened the leash in Milo's hand.

"It seems we've found it."

"Seems to be."

(End of this chapter)