Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 367 Law Enforcement
After parting ways with Rebecca, Milo planned to go straight to the church.

If, I mean if.

If Marty is indeed a visionary still in the "Nightmare" stage, then the simplest and most direct way to find him is to have the gods on the Star Clock Tower open their eyes and search for him. What happened to the Eye of Thinking?

According to Dillah, the church initially noticed Milo's existence because of the unique view from the Star Clock Tower.

This is very similar to the analogy used by the Scarlet Witch.

Among the many specks of dust, the Visibles are relatively coarse grains of sand. These grains of sand are more easily noticed by certain eyes compared to other specks of dust, which is unavoidable. This is probably the fundamental reason why the Star Clock Tower noticed Milo's existence.

There is.

"It seems like he's been talking about going to see Daisy for quite a while now..."

Milo only saw her once after the night of the hunt.

Just like the last time he and Rebecca stood outside the orphanage and watched Daisy from afar, there was no close contact; they simply confirmed that Daisy was unharmed.

……

However, before Milo even left the city, he heard the sound of sirens blaring on the streets of Parish 35.

This area is still part of the city center. The new officials in the city hall have been very strict about maintaining order in the city. Not only are the various law enforcement offices conducting high-intensity patrols every day, but the remaining city guard teams, after the layoffs, are working in shifts day and night.

So logically, nothing should happen in this location during the day.

But who knows, the people of Nanwei always manage to pull off one or two amazing things to liven things up when everyone is feeling a bit dull and boring.

Here it is.

……

The streets were filled with a lot of noise, mostly screams from women and children, occasionally interspersed with a bark or two from dogs. It was easy to see that the dogs were more accustomed to such a scene than the citizens.

The timing is quite clever: the working-class men had already gone to their respective workshops an hour earlier, and it wasn't time for the children to go to school yet. So, the streets were mostly filled with women leading their children. Faced with this sudden change, everyone was in a panic.

Milo followed the sound through the narrow alley between the residential buildings to the other side of the street.

The road wasn't exactly overturned, but you could still see a few unattended vendors and personal belongings left behind by passersby, such as hats.

For some reason, Milo also saw a pair of stockings on the ground...

Directly ahead, a man's voice was shouting loudly. He was yelling so hard, probably trying to make his voice sound more intimidating, that no one could understand what he was saying.

The city guards and patrolling law enforcement teams have surrounded the streets.

Milo's gaze cut through the crowd and locked onto a recessed area in the center of the encirclement, backed by the back door of a residential building.

There, a man holding a dagger had abducted a girl who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old.

He stood behind the girl, one hand around her neck and the other holding a dagger against her right side. He was extremely agitated, repeatedly yelling at the surrounding law enforcement officers to back away, and even stabbed the girl's outside thigh several times to threaten the law enforcement team.

"Get away! Get away from me!"

"Get out of my way if you don't want her to die! You hear me?!"

"Do you want to see her die here?! Huh?!?"

……

The law enforcement team set up a cordon, temporarily blocking both sides of the street, and sent negotiators to calm the hostage-taker and ask for his demands.

Milo heard the negotiators' voices from within the encirclement: "At least let us help stop the bleeding from her wound, okay?"

But the robber remained highly agitated, brandishing his dagger and stabbing even harder at the girl's thigh: "Get out! Get away from me!"

The atmosphere at the scene was very tense.

...

The colleague in charge of maintaining order at the scene recognized Milo and quickly reported the situation to him.

To put it simply, it was a purely impulsive act of violence and hostage-taking. The specific reasons are still unclear, but it is definitely related to gambling, drug use, or something similar. It's like someone who can't survive on their own, so they randomly pick an unlucky person on the street to take revenge on society.

"Don't worry about me, just do as your commander orders."

Milo didn't know who was in charge of the situation on the spot, but he certainly wouldn't go and cause trouble. He had confidence in the law enforcement team's ability to handle things, and he didn't need to meddle in such a trivial matter.

The law enforcement officer nodded and went back.

However, the situation on the scene looked somewhat troublesome.

The main reason was that the robber was backed against a recessed area of ​​a building, meaning the law enforcement team had no chance to flank or ambush him from the side. This position was very well-positioned, and the robber was also quite vigilant, keeping his head hidden behind the girl. The law enforcement team couldn't find any shooting angle immediately, and even if they caught him, they didn't dare to fire rashly because there was a certain probability that the bullet would hit the girl's head.

The robbers' daggers and swords had already cut bloody marks on the girl's neck, and her condition was not optimistic.

Without a better solution in the short term, the law enforcement team could only step back a short distance as requested by the robber, trying to keep the firearm out of his sight, as that might further escalate his emotions and endanger the girl's life.

This led to a standoff at the scene.

For nearly ten minutes, the negotiator failed to gain any opportunity to get close. Whenever he tried to approach within five meters of the kidnapper, the kidnapper would frantically slash at the girl's body with his knife. By this time, the girl's clothes were covered in blood, her face was pale, and she was overwhelmed by fear and pain, on the verge of fainting. ...

Milo stood quietly on the street corner, watching.

Beside him, Eric was puzzled. He had been gesturing to Milo for ten minutes, meaning why he wasn't allowed to go over and shoot that scumbag.

"Don't be so hasty. If you can't even handle this kind of small trouble, then the enforcement team should just be disbanded."

Milo glanced at Eric.

Eric gave Milo the middle finger.

Milo then raised his head and gestured for Eric to look in the direction his nose was pointing.

In an alleyway in the blind spot of the robbers, a familiar figure was quickly removing her uniform and equipment, and then changing into a fluffy long skirt and a wide-brimmed hat, which are commonly worn by women in the city.

The young girl who was quickly changing her gear was Enid.

She dragged another female passerby directly from the roadside into the alley and forcibly "snatched" all of her clothes.

After confirming that he had nothing on him that could be associated with law enforcement officers, he opened the passerby girl's makeup box and skillfully and quickly applied a layer of powder or something similar to his face, even taking the time to draw his eyebrows.

……

Milo watched Enid's busy figure with interest, then found a slightly cleaner step to sit down and waited for her next move.

Within sight, the law enforcement team's negotiators failed to appease the robber in any way, and instead further provoked him to assault the girl, ultimately leading to the team withdrawing their negotiators.

Instead, Enid came to deliver water.

Of course, Enid no longer bears any trace of a law enforcement officer. Every move she makes, including her walking posture, her expression, and the way she lifts her skirt when crossing the sidewalk, is exactly like that of a rich young lady, something that ordinary people cannot fake.

Enid's appearance clearly lowered the robbers' guard considerably.

She gently rolled a water bottle down the floor to the robber, indicating that she was a doctor and wanted to check the girl's injuries, with no other intentions.

Enid's tone was gentle and kind.

Her attitude was very sincere, and her slightly childlike face gave people a sense of innocence and purity, making it hard for people to doubt what she said.

Often, the perpetrators in acts of violence driven by passion crave something quite simple: hundreds of thousands of runes in cash, a carriage, and the like. They know deep down that the law enforcement team is unlikely to give them those things. What they really need is a bottle of water after yelling for nearly twenty minutes…

And there was the pure, unadulterated look in the girl's eyes.

Looking into Enid's clear eyes, which held a hint of worry, the robber felt that he had finally received care from someone, and from such a beautiful and charming girl...

He stood there stunned for two seconds before trying to bend down to pick up the bottle of water at his feet.

...

The robber's movement caused his head to shift away from the position where it overlapped with the kidnapped girl's body.

In that instant, Enid seized the opportunity decisively and offered the robber her genuine "care".

boom!
A bullet shot from the barrel of a short gun pulled from the hem of her fluffy skirt, shattering the robber's cheekbone and piercing his skull with pinpoint accuracy.

The robber never touched the bottle of water, even as he died.

What he saw in the last moments of his life was the indifference in Enid's eyes.

...

Bang, bang bang!

After the robber fell to the ground, to ensure that everything went smoothly, Enid quickly turned the hammer on the revolver, and the single-action pistol was fired in a smooth burst, firing three more shots into the fallen robber's chest. Then she kicked away the bloodstained dagger that the robber had dropped to the side.

At this point, the crisis was averted.

Law enforcement officers quickly surrounded the area and escorted the injured person away.

Enid watched in a daze as the injured girl was carried away, while she stood there blankly, absentmindedly putting the safety back on her pistol.

This was the first time she had shot and killed someone.

Although to outsiders, the scene less than a minute ago seemed incredibly skillful—from pacifying the robber, getting close, drawing her gun, and then swiftly finishing him off.

But when Enid came to her senses, she was completely dazed. She even consciously controlled her gaze, not daring to look at the corpse on the ground again.

At this moment, Enid was somewhat at a loss.

The next second, one of the law enforcement officers took the lead in clapping, and then applause from the law enforcement officers, the city guards, and the citizens on the streets and buildings on both sides surged up from all directions like a tide, completely washing away Enid's momentary fear and unease.

Everyone did the same thing: they cast approving glances at the newcomer, nodded to her, and applauded her enthusiastically.

At this moment, her noble status seemed to no longer matter.

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(End of this chapter)