Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 361 Who can keep a diary?
From Rebecca's perspective, the coincidence of several children she almost beat up disappearing the next day was too much of a coincidence. If we consider it from a slightly conspiracy-themed perspective, the mastermind's goal was to bring down the South City Police Department, targeting Milo and Rebecca.

Of course, it is too early to draw conclusions before the clues are complete.

But just to be on the safe side...

Rebecca calmly told Milo, "This case will be in our own hands; no other law enforcement agency can interfere."

This could be seen as her giving Milo a heads-up, the subtext being—we'll handle this ourselves, and Finn won't be dragged into it.

After all, if outsiders interfere with the investigation, it will inevitably involve the student brawl that happened in front of Chordingham College yesterday, and those with ulterior motives can take advantage of the situation.

Although Rebecca has always been quite straightforward, it doesn't mean she's ignorant, especially in the period after Nero left, her growth in this area has been remarkable.

Milo nodded; he didn't feel too much pressure.

To be precise, at this stage, neither the law enforcement headquarters nor the prosecutor's committee, nor even the city hall, can use this as an excuse to do anything to him.

In short, the pressure from superiors and even higher-ups is essentially negligible, because, to put it nicely, County Council Chairman Max greatly admires Milo; to put it bluntly, Milo holds Max's secrets and scandals, and the current Chief Inspector of Law Enforcement and the City Hall in Nanwei City are all Max's people...

"Then let's do what we do best first: keep the news under wraps."

Milo didn't think the disappearance was a coincidence, nor did he believe it was a conspiracy orchestrated by someone, even though it certainly seemed like one.

First, you need to know the relationship between Milo, Rebecca, and Kai. Then, cleverly, you need to have those bullies who often harass Kai at the academy appear in front of Milo and Rebecca to provoke them into doing something outrageous. After that, you need to make those kids disappear that night.

This is indeed a plan that appears perfect on the surface.

And it makes perfect sense.

Because once the matter is exposed, the overwhelming public opinion, along with the most sensitive new education bill and minor protection regulations, will crush Milo and Rebecca, potentially making it impossible for them to recover.

This is what Rebecca was worried about.

But this is precisely the issue that Milo is least worried about.

He doesn't really like this kind of... how to put it, the kind of underhanded tactics often used in games between Z-type players. Admittedly, Milo himself is also good at using these methods, but after mastering the Dream Induction ability, Milo is too lazy to waste his energy researching these methods.

After all, when anyone can become a puppet, the underhanded and ruthless methods of framing and plotting become insignificant, even low-level.

Dreams allow Milo to control anyone; all he needs to do is find the source of that person's deepest fear.

Therefore, Milo is temporarily setting aside the possibility of the conspiracy theory proposed by Rebecca; if that were the case, it would be easier to handle.

Oh, to be more precise, conspiracies at the human level are negligible.

However, if they come from the shadows of the night, Milo still needs to treat them with great care.

……

Speaking of mysterious creatures...

The first thing that popped into Milo's mind was the vampire siblings of Cainhurst Castle.

There has been no news of the two siblings for several days now; perhaps they have already used up the limited blood supply in the private hospital.

"Could it be that the two of them couldn't hold it in any longer...?"

Milo muttered something to himself.

Rebecca asked, "What?"

"What I mean is, maybe those brats were just too scared to go home after getting beaten up, so they ran off somewhere to hide. If that's the case, they'll come back on their own in a couple of days when they're starving," Milo said casually.

“I wish it were like you said.” Rebecca shook her head.

"That's all for now. I'll take someone for a walk." Milo took the marked map of the children's routes home from Rebecca's desk and turned to leave the office.

“Let me know if you need anything,” Rebecca added from behind.

"learn."

Milo knew what Rebecca meant by those words; she had just brought it up yesterday.

……

The law enforcement hall office area downstairs.

Enid sat upright in her seat, intently writing something in her notebook with a fountain pen.

She didn't even notice when Milo quietly approached her from behind.

Until Milo read out Enid's words: "She was wearing a dark gray corset today..."

Enid jumped up like a cat that had turned around and seen a cucumber, frantically closing the notebook and hiding it behind her back. Her hair was disheveled, and she looked at Milo with an extremely horrified expression.

"Writing a diary?"

Milo squinted at Enid, recalling the sentence he had just seen.

He turned and glanced at his colleagues in the office area, all dressed in black from head to toe. They were all rough, burly men, none of them wearing corsets… Oh…
Excluding the cleaning lady and the evidence room administrator, there's only one person left in the entire Chengnan Law Enforcement Station who could possibly be associated with something like a corset.

Milo subconsciously looked up at the floor where Rebecca's office was located, then patted Enid on the shoulder: "Take your weapons and come with me."

"Yes."

Enid hurriedly shoved the notebook into the drawer and locked it, then quickly caught up with Milo.

As he passed the lobby window, he casually tossed the drawer key into the stinking ditch outside.

If there hadn't been so many people present, she would have already started burning the laptop to cover her tracks.

"Who's a decent person who keeps a diary?"

Milo, who was walking in front, muttered to himself.

This sentence made Enid's face under the brim of her tricorn hat turn the color of ketchup.

She kept her head down, adjusting her breathing, trying to pretend that she hadn't heard Milo's words at all.

But Milo quickly added:
"A dark gray bra, huh? How did you find out? Her neckline was pulled up so high."

"locker room."

Enid, perhaps out of her mind, blurted out the answer to Milo's question.

After saying that, she even raised her hand to her forehead.

……

The Chengnan Law Enforcement Office has changing rooms.

Milo is generally too lazy to climb several flights of stairs to change clothes. If he gets wet in the rain while on fieldwork, he usually changes in the office, even his underwear. So over time, he naturally forgets that there is such a place as a changing room.

But Enid was different.

Her mind was filled with the erotic scene she had witnessed in the dressing room that morning.

Rebecca, true to form, made no attempt to hide anything from Enid. She simply and decisively took off her shirt in front of her and even had Enid help her tie the corset straps from behind.

Have you ever seen a woman with clearly defined muscles that are still aesthetically pleasing? Have you ever seen a woman with scars on her bare back?

Anyway, Enid had never seen her before.

Muscular physique, scars, close-fitting, grotesque weapons, short hair, long legs... wow!
All the deadly elements were constantly stimulating every nerve in Enid's body. At that moment, she felt like she was about to suffocate, especially when she smelled the faint scent coming from the back of Rebecca's neck.

She almost lost control of her hand...

……

"Stop, stop, stop. This isn't time for daydreaming, it's work time."

Milo reached out and waved his hand in front of Enid, who was looking utterly captivated, pulling her thoughts back to reality.

Enid grinned, revealing two cute little fangs: "It was so shocking, you can't even imagine what I saw."

"Have some self-respect, will you?" Milo tossed the missing persons case files in his hand into Enid's arms.

“I’ve already given up the extravagant and decadent life of the aristocracy, what’s wrong with keeping a little illusion?” Enid hurriedly caught and organized the scattered documents.

“I’ll take you to a pleasure house another day to broaden your horizons.” Milo put on his hat and gestured for Enid to ride a horse.

Upon hearing those words, Enid felt instantly motivated to work, and she quickly mounted her horse and followed Milo.

……

On the road.

“You look pretty good lately,” Milo asked Enid.

Enid waved her hand.

Instead of saying that she had integrated well into the team, she said, "Oh, I'm used to it."

Milo couldn't say much more.

The nobility is a completely separate class from the law enforcement system. It is extremely difficult for someone born into nobility to succeed in the law enforcement team. You can thrive in the supervisory department or other units, but not in the law enforcement team.

Within the law enforcement team, people from humble backgrounds like Milo are more easily accepted.

Moreover, it's not just that the internal staff have a natural aversion to the aristocratic class; the very nature of this organization dictates that no noble can rise to a high position within it. It's already a miracle that Enid was able to pass through layers of screening and finally enter the South City Enforcement Office, but that's her limit.

Choosing to stay in the law enforcement team meant that her old office space would be her entire career, with no other memorable experiences.

Milo knew this, Rebecca knew this, and Enid's father, Old Kent, knew it even better.

Enid herself seemed unaware of this.

(End of this chapter)