Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 546 This Time He Was Very Obedient
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I don't know when it started, but the focus of the family criticism shifted from Finn to Milo.

However, Emma definitely couldn't stop Milo, who was determined to escape.

But when she followed him out the door, she found Milo sitting on the wooden steps in front of his house, lost in thought.

And at that moment, it started raining outside.

...

She noticed that Milo, who had been laughing and joking around just a moment ago, had suddenly become very silent, as if none of his earlier antics had happened.

The rain wasn't heavy, just a light drizzle, which was a minor issue for the enforcement team's trench coats.

But Milo didn't leave. Instead, he sat quietly on the steps with his back to the door, staring blankly at the gray rain and mist in front of him.

There were still pedestrians on the street at this moment.

The people of Nanwei are probably used to the unpredictable weather in the area. Even when there is a little sunshine in the sky in the early morning, people will still habitually carry an umbrella when they go out. And here it comes in handy.

Therefore, it's actually quite rare to see pedestrians hurriedly seeking shelter from the rain in the rain.

Some of them were just a few figures holding umbrellas walking through the gray scene.

I don't know what's so interesting about this.

Anyway, Milo seemed a little too engrossed.

……

"What are you doing?"

Emma glanced at the back of Milo's slightly dirty trench coat.

At this moment, the noisy chatter of Kang scolding Finn could still be heard continuously coming from the house behind her.

So Emma simply closed the door behind her.

She waited patiently for Milo's response.

But Milo seemed not to hear at all, remaining in that position, staring blankly ahead.

Emma, ​​however, was not in a hurry at all. She stood with her back against the wall behind Milo, just like Milo, calmly casting her gaze at the rain curtain in front of her.

Her personality is such that she's more comfortable if you ignore her.

Most of the time, Emma's world is silent, at least to others it appears completely quiet. She only becomes slightly more active when a few people appear in her field of vision, such as Finn, Enid, and Milo.

She seems to like, or have gotten used to, this relatively silent world.

However, occasionally some unexpected things can happen, such as creating something that can cause a big commotion during a long period of silence.

For example, demolishing one's own house.

Of course, after that incident, she did indeed stop tinkering with those things, just as she had promised Milo.

She tried to forget the vague figure in her memory who had once guided her to use diatomaceous earth as a manufacturing material.

But in reality, she knew very well that her research into those dangerous things was not out of any creative desire or a desire to verify her knowledge.

Perhaps it was her awareness of the finite nature of life that minimized her fear of dying in an accident.

Perhaps it is a kind of resistance against the mundane, the silent and the mundane.

Or perhaps deep down she simply wanted to create some noise to gain more attention from those around her?
Ironically, what she excels at most is putting on an attitude of keeping people at arm's length.

……

Faced with Milo's silence, Emma habitually took out a book and stood there with her back against the wall, reading it.

But this time she found that she simply couldn't immerse herself in the words.

This was probably the first time in her memory that she felt a slight annoyance at the silent written statements in books.

So she simply closed the book, took a few steps forward, sat down next to Milo, and stared blankly at the rain curtain on the street, just like him.

She used to hate this kind of meaningless behavior that wasted the world because she didn't have as much time as other people.

But now, Emma probably understands the meaning of that moment of quiet.

...

The two of them sat there in front of the door, hugging their knees, lost in thought.

The rain was just over a meter in front of them, blocked by the eaves. If the rain were even slightly heavier, or if a gust of wind came, their shoes would be soaked.

But the dividing line between dry and wet on the ground never moved back.

For Emma, ​​time seemed to stand still. The scolding from the house behind her and the sound of rain in her ears began to weaken and eventually disappeared completely.

Later she discovered that the book on her lap was too thin and not tall enough to support her chin.

So he tugged at Milo's arm.

"Can I borrow your shoulder?"

There was no intention to discuss it.

She simply took his arm and leaned her head against him.

...

Milo, whose arm was "occupied," remained motionless.

However, for Emma, ​​the lack of any movement was actually a good thing, because she knew that as soon as Milo opened his mouth, he would definitely say something extremely mood-ruining, such as "If only Teacher Leia were here."

In fact, this level of physical contact is enough to provide the greatest comfort for a lonely soul like Emma.

Because even through the shirt and trench coat, she could still feel the temperature that didn't belong to her own body.

As for when she started to like this feeling, it was probably when Milo held her one of the times.

However, that was all the contact the two had ever had.

Emma held this position for about ten minutes before "returning" Milo's arm and gently patting Milo's head, which was covered by the hood of his trench coat.

She was very satisfied with Milo's obedient cooperation this time:

"Okay, you were very good this time."

She didn't need any useless words or anything else; ten minutes of quiet leaning against it was enough. It turned out that Milo's shoulder was much more reliable than the door frame.

Emma put away her book, stood up, and prepared to go back to her room.

Then, as if remembering something, he turned to Milo and asked, "Are you going home for dinner tonight?"

However, it was Milo who responded to Emma.

Instead, it was some strange noises coming from the street in the distance.

"Wow...wow..."

It sounded like a baby crying. But the rain obscured most of Emma's vision, and she could only vaguely make out some blurry silhouettes.

"How could there be a child in the rain..."

Emma hesitated for a moment, but ultimately followed her instincts and walked into the rain and fog to check the situation.

Because the baby's cries were a little too heart-wrenching.

...

We trudged through the wet, muddy streets.

As the distance closed, Emma could hear the baby crying more and more clearly.

And she was beginning to be able to see the outline of a black object parked in the middle of the street ahead.

That was a baby stroller.

...

There wasn't a single pedestrian on the street at that moment.

Emma frowned.

"What heartless parents would leave their child on the street in the rain..."

She braved the rain and walked quickly forward.

The piercing cry of the newborn was already very close.

Just as Emma was about to grab the stroller's handle, another figure suddenly appeared behind her, startling her.

But she quickly recognized the man as Milo.

"Take this child back first..."

Before she could finish speaking, Milo pushed her aside.

Then, to Emma's horrified gaze, Milo, with his back to her, pulled out a revolver and shoved it into the stroller.

Emma cried out in surprise.

"Wait! What are you doing!?"

But Milo's movements did not stop at all.

He pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

……

The cold rain soaked Emma's clothes, but the chill that was gripping her body at that moment came from Milo.

She knelt in the street puddles, blood seeping from the bottom of the stroller and spreading down the puddles to her.

Emma stared in astonishment at the back of the man holding the gun.

She didn't understand any of what was happening before her eyes, not at all.

Until that familiar figure turned around.

Emma then realized that the person in front of her was not Milo at all.

No, maybe it wasn't even a person.

...

Under the hood of the law enforcement officer's trench coat was a face that resembled a living corpse, with large areas of skin and flesh rotting away, and even the cheekbones were exposed, making it impossible to recognize its original appearance.

Even so, it is still able to move freely.

What terrified Emma the most was that the clothes this thing was wearing were indeed Milo's...

Emma stood there stunned for almost ten seconds.

It wasn't until she was stared at by the empty, dark eye sockets of "Milo" as he turned around that a chill from the depths of her heart jolted her awake.

She got up listlessly and stumbled as she ran towards home.

...

By this time, the rain had intensified considerably.

In the rain and fog, everything around was a grayish-white expanse, and the location of buildings could only be roughly distinguished by the brightness of the light source.

Suppressing her horror and fear, Emma, ​​with her good sense of direction, escaped the monster's sight and ran correctly towards home.

She practically sprinted through the rain.

Only when the outline of her building appeared in her blurry field of vision did her extremely tense emotions begin to ease slightly.

So Emma pushed herself even harder as she charged forward.

The front door and the steps in front of it gradually became clearer in my line of sight.

She called out the names of Finn, Mylod, and Kang as she ran.

...

Perhaps they heard Emma calling them and opened the door.

Judging from their figures, they seem to be Kang and Finn...

Emma suppressed her fear and rushed toward her family.

But just a few seconds later, her pace gradually slowed down.

Finally, the rain stopped completely.

Because she discovered that at the end of her vision, after opening the door, Kang and Finn's figures were standing motionless in the doorway, staring straight in the direction Emma was.

……

A deep chill quickly crept up from Emma's heart and spread throughout her body.

Her hands and feet were trembling slightly.

They didn't even dare to breathe too loudly.

Ultimately, she chose to slowly move forward until she could clearly see the faces of "Kang" and "Finn".

...

After seeing their faces clearly, Emma didn't hesitate and ran quickly in the other direction.

It was faster and more desperate than when it escaped the stroller before...

(End of this chapter)