Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 549 Exquisite and Unparalleled
"Exquisite!"

C was still there, praising the calculations on the draft paper.

Yan, standing to the side, pointed at C and turned to Milo, asking, "Where did you find this one?"

Before Milo could even introduce them, C had already very gentlemanly extended a hand to Yan and taken the initiative to strike up a conversation:
"Just call me C."

“C?” Yan glanced down at the other person’s scarred hand, then shook hands and said, “Use a nickname, huh? Then call me Rain Man.”

...

On the other side, Wendigo was hiding under the desk sucking his fingers when Marshall slapped him. He sullenly shrank back, leaving only his two big, mismatched eyes sticking out.

In the end, Milo could only place his hopes on Daisy's thoughtful eyes.

It's unclear how long she needs to think about it.

Nearly 20 minutes have passed since I entered the room and started staring at the blackboard.

Daisy didn't say a word. The people around her were like air to her, completely ignored. Even when someone spoke to her, she didn't react at all.

Bored out of his mind, Yan even started timing Daisy with a watch.

Daisy "woke up" in the 28th minute.

But she didn't say anything immediately; instead, the look of astonishment on her face was very obvious, as if she had seen something unbelievable.

Yan, who was standing to the side, asked, "Exquisite and unparalleled?"

For some reason, every centimeter Yan moved closer to Daisy, the wariness in Dillah Shaw's eyes intensified.

However, Daisy shook her head: "She was just one step away. She almost solved the equation. It's unbelievable."

“Okay, incredible.” Yan nodded.

"Noschia equation, right? She's actually almost solved it? What an amazing woman she is!" C, who hadn't dared to look at the blackboard once from beginning to end, exclaimed in surprise with her back to Daisy's group. She looked as if she had discovered a new continent.

“Could Valrokan be a descendant of some ancient race? How come there isn’t a single normal person in his family?” C exclaimed, adjusting his posture to ensure he wouldn’t accidentally glimpse the contents of the blackboard, probably because Daisy had confirmed that the blackboard contained the solution process for the Noscia equation.

“You know what, there aren’t many normal people in this house to begin with.” Milo shook his head, then asked Daisy, “Tell me, is Emma’s disappearance related to this equation?”

Daisy took a deep breath and said slowly, "As far as I know, the Noscia equation only causes an anomaly after it is fully solved. But according to rumors, solving it will not 'take you away,' but will 'bring' something that is not accepted by the world. So, brother, Emma's disappearance may not be related to the equation, especially since she didn't have time to solve it."

"Yes, yes, the Noscia equation exists only in the minds of the most intelligent people in each era. No one but the chosen ones can replicate its calculation process. It is said that solving this equation can summon something that does not belong to this world, but no one knows what the result will be. It has appeared several times in history, born in the minds of a very few scholars, but the names of those scholars have all disappeared into the long river of history without any clear record."

I have some knowledge of the legend of the C-parameter equation from the University of Michigan, but not much.

The others could only follow the few clues they had.

Rebecca said, "You just said that she was one step away from solving the equation?"

Dillashau added, "Assuming she was kidnapped, could the killer be someone who didn't want her to solve the equation?... Or something other than a person?" The nature of the work of law enforcement and church deacons is essentially similar, and the two of them found the key entry point almost simultaneously.

But no one knows what will happen if the Noscia equation is solved, and therefore no one knows who will kidnap Emma.

Actually, the term "kidnapped" is not accurate. If there really was someone who could kidnap Emma right under Milo's nose without him noticing, he would have simply killed Emma instead, and Milo wouldn't necessarily have had any chance to resist.

After a moment of contemplation, Milo asked Daisy, "Is this all you can see?"

Daisy nodded and said with great certainty:
"Emma pushed open the door and walked out of the house herself."

Then, she slowly walked to the window, pushed it open, and pointed to the main entrance directly below, saying:
"From there, my vision gradually became blurred."

Then, Daisy's finger moved toward the street: "Emma paused for a while, and then along this route... crying, rain... blood... intense fear, and... and... sorry, I can't see clearly."

"That's enough." Milo pressed Daisy's hand, which was hanging in the air, down.

Daisy's perspective touches upon another, less clear area.

At that moment, on the street in the direction she pointed, a faint dark red robe slowly emerged. It was the Scarlet Witch who had made her appearance. She stood in the middle of the street and slowly beckoned to Milo upstairs, signaling him to come and look at the marks on the ground.

……

30 seconds later.

Right in the middle of the street, bathed in sunlight.

Milo and the Scarlet Witch stood between the endless stream of pedestrians and carriages. The passersby seemed not to see them at all, hurrying on their way. However, both carriages and pedestrians just happened to brush past them without bumping into them.

“I was thinking, if you don’t show up at a time like this, then you’re really heartless.” Milo squatted down and examined the floorboards where the Scarlet Witch’s cane was pressing down.

"I knew you'd say that."

By this time, the cuts on the witch's face and body had mostly healed, but the knife marks were still clearly visible. The damage caused by the blessing power of the Golden Tree could not be easily healed. At this moment, her body was still half aged and half rotten, the rotten half being the half that had been imprisoned in the temple dungeon.

"what is this?"

Milo observed the dark, muddy-looking substance on the street surface; it resembled some kind of dried-up residue.

The witch didn't answer Milo's question directly, but instead habitually began to beat around the bush: "The Eye of Thinking, and the Eye of Thinking that has returned from the temple, shouldn't there be nothing in this thin, clear world that can hide from her anymore? How could she not see clearly..."

"Stop being so sarcastic." Milo could sense the sinister barb in the Scarlet Witch's words.

The Scarlet Witch shook her head and sighed:

"The malevolence is truly overwhelming. What I mean is, if even the eye of thought can't see it clearly, it can only be the shadow of the abyss."

(End of this chapter)