Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 373 The Demon in the Dungeon
After finding the ghoul's lair on the outskirts of the city empty, Milo quickly rode back to Nanwei City.

While everyone in the law enforcement office lobby was still talking about the hostage situation that morning, Milo pushed open the door and walked in quickly. He went straight down to the basement through the office area, ignoring everyone.

Everyone was already used to Milo's usual way of doing things, so they weren't surprised by this.

Of all those present, only Enid noticed the seriousness in Milo's expression.

In fact, many of her colleagues and superiors at the law enforcement office praised her earlier actions, but Enid was most looking forward to Milo's reaction to the matter, so she was a little disappointed when Milo walked quickly past her.

However, when she noticed the unusual expression on Milo's face, she immediately knew that Milo must have encountered something more troublesome, and that little bit of disappointment naturally disappeared.

……

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basement.

"Hey, wait, what do you mean?"

Milo saw the notes Rick had left behind.

This guy actually went out to investigate the case all by himself.

Rick's last words were clearly recorded in the notebook.
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"Amina eventually reconciled with her fiancé, but not everyone can escape the curse of dreams, right?"

And some speculations he left Milo about himself.

"The tone and manner of his words were not like those of a child. He knew the plot of 'La Sonnambula' and must have appeared in the opera house before. I must go to the opera house to see it."

"The sound of chains."

"Some muffled sounds that were difficult to distinguish."

09:33 AM

...

Milo tossed the laptop aside and pulled open the cabinet beneath the workbench.

Inside the drawer lay a flintlock musket, clearly in poor condition, the kind where even the screws for attaching the flint were missing.

"Good for you."

He pushed the drawer back and turned to enter the morgue across the hall.

Muttering to himself:

"Don't you even consider how they would know you've read the first half of 'The Sleepwalker'? Really..."

Milo believes there's something wrong with Rick's sanity rating.

He had clearly fallen into Shadow's trap; that last sentence was meant to lure him there.

But now Dillashaw is missing, Investigator C is seriously injured, and Milo is overwhelmed with other matters, so he can't take care of Rick and Daisy at the same time.

Swish.

After lifting the white sheet covering the "freshest" corpse in the morgue, Milo quickly put on gloves and then took a series of tools, including drills and chisels, from the workbench.

As it happens, the person lying on the autopsy table is the criminal who was shot dead by Daisy this morning and then shot three more times.

The first bullet entered his face through his cheekbone, creating a small hole in the back of his head, which conveniently saved Milo from having to undergo craniotomy.

Milo's thinking was clear: it would be unwise to follow Rick's clues and wander around aimlessly at this moment, because that sentence was obviously a trap deliberately left for Rick by Shadow, who had already discovered the eavesdropping spell. It could be a trap, or it could simply be a means to weaken his sanity.

What's truly important is to wake Daisy up as soon as possible, since she has the clearest vision and she's sure she knows where the Shadow is.

……

The catheter was inserted into the hole in the criminal's skull, and some grayish-white fluid mixed with blood was extracted.

This is the final ingredient missing from Igesar's elixir—Gulnd.

……

"Do you need any help...?"

Enid entered the underground morgue and witnessed this bizarre scene.

She blinked her large, questioning eyes, looking at the set of tools in Milo's hands and the fluid he was extracting from the dead man's head.

Milo didn't stop, but continued to pull out the syringe.

He looked up at Enid:
"It's okay, I'll take care of it soon."

After storing those indescribable things in a glass bottle and sealing it, Milo seemed to remember something, turned around, patted the corpse on the shoulder, and said to Enid:

"Well done, I've heard about it."

"Oh no, no, hehehe."

Enid waved her hands repeatedly, her face beaming with uncontrollable joy, revealing a playful fang at the corner of her mouth.

She asked Milo, "What are you doing...?"

"Shh, it's confidential."

Milo didn't even bother with a lie, just gave a casual remark and hurriedly left the law enforcement office. Before leaving, he instructed Enid:

"Oh, and if you see Rick, tell him to stay here and wait for me to come back. If you don't, then forget about it."

"Oh, okay."

……

Milo returned to the church via the same route.

And at the same time on the other side.

Rick had already arrived at the steps of the opera house entrance, holding a black umbrella.

He looked up at the statue of the Winged Victory of Samothrace, which was surrounded by two arched staircases directly in front of the opera house, and adjusted his glasses.

Rick began to regret it after arriving at the opera house.

He was surprised to find that his current actions were completely contrary to his usual way of doing things.

He was just a logistics coroner. His job was to stay in the basement of the law enforcement office, wait for his colleagues to bring in the bodies, perform autopsies, analyze them, and write reports. It was simple, tedious, but safe.

But now he seems to have forgotten all of that, and has become agitated just because of a sentence from an unknown source.

It's as if, if you can't quickly solve the mystery in your heart, you feel like you're being bitten by countless insects all over your body.

The magnificent opera house was right in front of us, but it was closed during the day as there were no performances.

Rick felt that inexplicable unease and fear well up inside him again.

It was as if something dark and gloomy was waiting for him hidden behind those opaque glass windows.

"Never mind, let's go in and take a look first."

He looked around and noticed that the outdoor light was not very bright. A thin layer of dark clouds covered the entire sky. Locals familiar with Nanwei's weather knew that this was a sign of rain, so there were far fewer pedestrians on the streets.

Rick folded his umbrella and slowly walked up the steps in front of the opera house.

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Just as Rick pushed open the main door of the opera house, a light rain began to fall outside.

The rain completely blocked out the already insufficient sunlight, and although it was morning, the whole city looked as if it had suddenly switched to evening.

And just as the rainstorm was about to begin.

In a dark corner of Nanwei City.

Yan, who possesses numerous special titles and recently acquired the name "Shadow," is patiently "entertaining" the two prey in front of him.

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They are Viscount Claus and his sister Ariana, both sons of the Duke of Cainhurst Castle.

In the dark dungeon, the brother and sister's arms, shoulders, collarbones, and knees were all pierced by thick metal chains and firmly fixed to the wall. In addition, a wooden stake was driven into their chests, which appeared to be at least seven or eight centimeters deep.

Ever since they were kidnapped on their way back home after offering this generation's mutated bloodline to the church, the brother and sister have been living in this dark and sunless dungeon.

The human who had abducted them did not choose to kill them on the spot, but instead used chains and stakes to firmly nail them to the wall. However, the servants that the brother and sister had brought from Cainhurst Castle were all killed by the human in the suburbs, and not a single one was left.

At this moment, Ariana finally remembered who the man was who had taken her away from the pleasure house when she was drunk.

It's this gray-haired human right in front of you!
it's him!
Her fair face was completely bloodless, and the menacing blue veins throbbed beneath her skin—a physiological manifestation of extreme thirst.

However, even though she recognized Yan, Ariana was completely unable to utter a single curse.

Over the course of those days, all the fangs in her and her brother Klaus's mouths were removed, and every time a new fang was forced out of her gums, the terrifying human in front of her would once again raise that bloody pair of pliers and walk toward her.

The human exudes an eerie black smoke, which becomes even thicker after each time he tortures the vampire siblings.

He was like a demon without emotions, doing horrifying things while squatting under a kerosene lamp, diligently writing something down with pen and paper, his expression extremely serious.

No matter how much Klaus and Ariana cursed, shouted, or even begged for mercy, he remained unmoved.

In his eyes, Klaus and Ariana could see not a trace of humanity.

To be precise, he did not regard the vampire siblings as human beings; to him, they were merely two experimental subjects.

……

Klaus stared at the human sitting in the corner under the kerosene lamp, diligently taking notes, and pleaded indistinctly through his mouth, which already had dozens of fangs torn off:

"Release my sister! No matter what you're doing, you just need a test subject, right? I'm stronger than Ariana, I can hold out longer, as long as you release my sister..."

Ariana, standing to the side, stared at her brother with a look of horror throughout, unable to utter a single word.

However, the more earnest Klaus's pleas were, the more dissatisfied Yan became.

He frowned, closed his notebook, and without a word got up and walked towards the wall covered with various metal tools.

Seeing this, Klaus and Ariana's hearts sank into despair once more.

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(End of this chapter)