Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 447 I saw it too.

Rebecca watched Nero and Carl's entire undead memory in slow motion. When she slowly regained consciousness, she found that it was already 2 a.m., and Milo was no longer by her side. Only the cat Marshall was patiently lying on the grave, dozing off.

Any novice psychic who overuses their ability to see the dead will inevitably experience some terrible physical reactions, and Rebecca was no exception; she felt like her head was about to split open.

So much so that when Rebecca saw the hillside ahead, with its upper half cut off, she initially thought she was hallucinating.

"Meow~"

Marshall skipped lightly to Rebecca's feet and scratched at her boots with his paw.

It seems this guy isn't planning to speak to Rebecca yet; he probably hasn't come up with a suitable opening line.

……

Looking around at the empty wilderness.

Rebecca put her hands on her hips and sighed.

Marshall initially thought Rebecca might be experiencing a mental issue, or perhaps she was still grieving over the memories of Nero and Carl's spirits and hadn't fully recovered.

It tried to comfort Rebecca by poking her with its black claws.

But the next second, it heard Rebecca mutter to herself with a hint of resentment:

"I can't stand it. They just leave a woman alone in the middle of nowhere."

Marshall's expression was originally like this—"Hey baby, don't cry, baby, don't be sad," but after hearing this, it became—"???" (Black Cat Question Mark).

Even though it was just a cat, it could clearly hear the resentment in Rebecca's tone. Resentment, indeed. In Marshall's memory, this woman had never shown such an attitude before, especially towards a man of the same age. To put it more dramatically, Rebecca simply didn't possess that kind of ability, you know?

But that's just how it is...

……

In addition to his shock, Marshall also had a strange feeling that he had been cheated on by Milo.

"Why? What the hell? Just because he's in the Shadow Order? That doesn't make sense. Why is it that the more he ignores those around him, the more they can't live without him?"

"Damn it, I want to duel him!"

In any case, Marshall felt like a million grass mud cats were stampeding through his mind.

This was its only owner. In the time before it was run over by the carriage, Rebecca was the only human in the entire world who treated it with kindness. To it, she was someone even more important than Usa's kin. Otherwise, it wouldn't have risked its life to tear open the dream space to return to the real world and find Rebecca.

For a moment, Marshall almost couldn't help but speak in human language.

For example—"Don't trust that scumbag! This is all an invisible manipulation of the lower classes by those in power. If you accidentally become his follower, the consequences will be dire!!!"

But in the end, Marshall did not say those words.

Because it knew that Rebecca's sanity was not stable at the moment, and she had just exited the undead perspective. If she found that her cat, who had been with her day and night, suddenly started talking, she might faint.

For Rebecca's safety, Marshall restrained his urge to spew feces.

……

"Huh? What are you doing? What kind of position is that?"

Completely unaware of what was happening, Rebecca suddenly noticed that the previously composed little black cat had raised its two front paws and placed them on either side of its head, staring intently at Rebecca with a serious expression, making low growls like "meow meow meow meow".

It's roughly like this: ...

……

The next day.

Law enforcement office.

Chief of Staff Rebecca's office.

This was a very unusual meeting, one that was almost impossible to happen.

That means there were three psychics in one room at the same time.

Milo, Rebecca, and Marty, whom Milo picked up yesterday.

It turns out that the hunting law among the Visionaries is real. Whether it was the vampire Visionaries who were surrounded by hunters last night, or the madmen who started the Usa War in the Dreamland, or even Milo, who was in the Shadow Sequence, he was no exception. He could feel the desire for food and plunder in his subconscious, but he had perfectly controlled this desire.

Aside from subjective reasons, the hunting and plundering of their own kind by those with spiritual vision is also driven by a more important factor than any bestial desire for slaughter or hunger.

It can be roughly understood that all psychics are units capable of thinking. Supernatural knowledge from the outside world will trigger and amplify their thinking abilities. This thinking process will never stop. The truth is that behind the knowledge, there is always something more unknowable hidden. It is those things that drive and entice the desires of psychics.

This then transformed into brutal hunting in the real world.

Because killing a visionary and plundering their vision value is equivalent to seizing that part of the knowledge in their mind.

Simply put, visionaries are a group of knowledge addicts.

……

And when Milo, Rebecca, and Marty are all in one room.

The visual effect caused by the difference in life levels would be something like Tom, Jerry, and Tuffy being locked in a cage...

...

In a moment, Milo probably understood the saying that those in power are not capable of distinguishing between good and evil.

If, as Imnar said, he became the shadow after cutting away all his humanity and emotions, then he would have no scruples and could easily, happily, and rationally stuff the two cakes in front of him into his stomach, which were of no use to him.

"Ow!!"

Marty's scream snapped Milo back to reality. He'd seen a cute little black cat lying on Rebecca's desk, and when he reached out to touch it, the cat instantly bristled and brandished its claws at him.

Marshall's reaction is understandable.

Not only because of its hatred for spectators, but also because Marty had dismembered his own pet cat, and his hands might still smell of the dead cat.

Marty is a problem child.

That's true, at least in the traditional sense.

However, this cannot be entirely attributed to him. After all, as a human being, when his mind and body have not yet fully developed, suddenly breaking through the threshold of spiritual vision and receiving many mysterious messages from the outside world makes it difficult for him to maintain a normal state like his peers.

However, to Milo's slight surprise, Marty did not show the fear and anxiety that children his age usually experience when facing the unknown.

On the contrary, all his actions and reactions were normal, but the more calm and composed he appeared, the more abnormal this normality seemed.

He sat on the chair with his hands in his pockets and his legs together. Because his legs were short, his feet were dangling in the air and could not reach the ground.

Without Milo and Rebecca speaking to him, he took the initiative and said the following to Milo:

"I've seen you."

Then he turned to Rebecca and said, "I've seen you before."

Finally, pointing to the cat Marshall on the table: "And this one."

Marshall, pointed at by Marty, bristled again, but this time Rebecca reached out and pressed its head down.

……

Milo and Rebecca looked at each other in bewilderment.

Marty continued, "I saw it. You were fighting monsters in the woods. I also saw some children who ate people, and a monster with many eyes. I also saw you fighting a bubble person on the roof with a man in black. All of this is true, isn't it? I even saw a naked blonde woman eating you..."

"Stop."

This time, Milo reacted quickly and pressed Marty's head down to prevent him from saying any more nonsense.

Milo couldn't help but sigh.

Compared to this little brat, the information I received through nightmares back then was child's play.

But to his surprise, Rebecca calmly added:
"Actually, I saw it too."

"Huh?" Milo frowned. "No, why can you all dream about those kinds of scenes? Can that be considered a nightmare? If Yan could dream about something like that, he would laugh out loud."

Logically speaking, a beginner psychic in the nightmare stage should see events in their dreams that are beyond their comprehension.

"Oh~"

Milo suddenly realized what was going on.

Events beyond comprehension do not necessarily involve scenes of slaughter by alien creatures, madmen, or incarnations of gods.

For humans, the image of a Shadow-level creature engaging in sexual intercourse with a Kunyang person is also beyond the scope of comprehension.

……

It seems that Rebecca has weathered the nightmare phase on her own.

Moreover, she probably glimpsed clues about the series of supernatural events that occurred in Nanwei City over the past year in her nightmare dreams, and 99% of them were related to Milo.

It's no wonder that Rebecca offered to "help" Milo.

...

"Okay, let's skip that for now. I didn't bring you two here to discuss my bedroom skills."

Milo's original intention was to first assess Marty's condition with Rebecca and discuss how to deal with this young psychic.

After all, Milo hadn't thought about this question either. The question of how visionaries could coexist peacefully with each other is probably something that can't be answered in any ancient text.

...

However, Marty, perhaps driven by a rebellious streak, still refused to shut up.

What he said next successfully caught the attention of Milo and Rebecca.

"That blonde woman was bitten to death, and they even cut her up..."

……

Milo and Marshall exchanged a glance.

Turning to Marty, he asked:
"What else did you see?"

As Milo stared at him, Marty's body trembled involuntarily, but he wasn't completely terrified. Instead, he quickened his pace and said, "Those strange men, they cut something off her body and put it in a box..."

...

Perhaps it was after much hesitation.

After a long silence, Rebecca finally spoke to Milo:

"I've examined the body. There's something I think you should know."

……

(End of this chapter)