Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 59 The show begins

After Yan left.

Milo did not go directly to the law enforcement office, but instead returned to the noble hospital, which was the same hospital where Cillian was currently receiving treatment.

As Milo had learned, the Sherman family had cleared out an entire floor of the hospital building for this grandson, and arranged for servants, bodyguards, etc., with a setup that was no different from their own Sherman Manor.

Normally, each floor of the inpatient building would have a nurses' station and a pharmacy, but now this pharmacy has become Cillian's exclusive space, serving only him.

……

Nanwei City is an ancient city, and most of the buildings here are old. In particular, some important institutions always choose to renovate old buildings instead of building new ones, such as the law enforcement office, the pleasure house, and the hospital in front of us.

This can be seen as a preference of the people of Nanwei City for their local traditional culture.

While old-style buildings certainly have their charm, they also have some inherent problems, such as safety issues.

The exterior of this hospital building is decorated with many monster-shaped dripping nozzles, which people call dripping beasts.

It was because of these gadgets that Milo was able to easily traverse between windows and balconies on different floors of the building.

He entered the ward floor where Cillian was located, glanced at Cillian's medication injection schedule for the day, and found the corresponding medication.

"Um……"

Milo ran his fingers along the categories on the schedule, finally fixing his gaze on the tranquilizers.

After Cillian's surgery failed, he went completely mad. Whenever he was lucid, he would scream and bite hysterically. His temper was so intense that he didn't seem like someone who had lost his testicles at all.

"Constantly injecting sedatives is not good either; it's bad for the brain."

Milo took out the syringe, emptied the sedative from the bottle, then randomly pushed the empty syringe towards the corner of the wall. After that, he randomly drew a saline solution from the medicine cabinet and injected it into the glass bottle containing the sedative.

"All done, goodbye."

……

...

A dozen minutes later, several of the most famous newspapers in Nanwei City received anonymous letters.

The letter indicated that there would be explosive news at the Noble Hospital tonight, with the time and location clearly marked.

……

After finishing all that, Milo arrived at the law enforcement office just in time for his shift.

The Criminal Investigation Department office remains empty today.

But Milo's desk was a little crowded.

There was an extra item on the table: a waterproof wooden file box. The opening of the box was sealed with a high-level confidential document seal, and a document retrieval consent form was attached to the top of the box.

If I'm not mistaken, this should be the case file on Karl that Nero mentioned earlier.

Milo leaned against the desk behind him, crossed his arms in front of him, and stared at the box in thought for a while.

……

A few minutes later, he took out a pen from the drawer, signed his name on the consent form, then tore open the seal on the box and took out all the documents inside.

It appears there are not only official documents, but also some train tickets, letters, and even bullets and a broken gun handle, which should be among the few pieces of evidence.

But Milo searched for a long time but couldn't find what he most wanted to see—the autopsy report.

After confirming that the box didn't contain what he wanted, Milo returned to his previous posture, leaning against the desk behind him, lost in thought.

"Was there no autopsy, or did he refuse to give it to me...?"

After much deliberation, Milo put Carl's documents and evidence back into the box and locked it.

Nero said he would share all the information with Milo, but it seems he's holding back. Since that's the case, Milo isn't in a hurry. They can discuss Karl's case later when their trust has increased somewhat. Besides, today is a special day, and Milo doesn't have much in the mood to research anything else.

Just as Milo put the box under the table, old Theon pushed the door open and entered, a cigarette still dangling from his hand as always.

You seem to be in a good mood.

Milo noticed the light, quick rhythm in old Theon's footsteps.

Old Theon didn't even glance at Milo: "You seem to be in a better mood."

He casually grabbed the newspaper from the office door, plopped down at his desk, crossed his legs on the table, and spread the newspaper out.

Old Theon remained in the same position as he was reading the newspaper, but he asked about something else.

"I heard that people from the Pleasure House contacted you?"

Where did you all get your information from?

Milo didn't really like the feeling of having everyone know what he did, especially since he had just done something bad earlier that day...

"Guess," old Theon said without further explanation.

From Milo's perspective, although Theon's face was obscured by the unfolded newspaper, he could still imagine the wicked grin on the other man's face.

"What are you laughing at?" Milo turned his head to the side.

Theon remained silent.

He sat there swaying back and forth, reading the newspaper for a long time. After confirming that there was no interesting news today, he folded the newspaper into the shape of a hat and used it as an ashtray on the corner of the table.

Seeing that Milo didn't press the matter further, he couldn't hold back any longer:
"I'm not joking. What I want to tell you is that you can play around with the women at the pleasure house, and you can pay them, but whatever you do, don't have any dealings with their higher-ups. All those rumors about how good the pleasure house is to the law enforcement system are nonsense. I've been in Nanwei City for over twenty years, and I don't even know the owner of the pleasure house's last name. Don't let them sell you out one day and then you'll be counting the money for them."

“Well, if the people from the pleasure house come to me again next time, I should…” Milo shrugged.

"Let's pretend we don't know each other." Old Theon's tone was not joking at all.

"I understand."

Milo nodded.

In this matter, he still trusted old Theon a little more.

“On another note,” old Theon changed the subject.

"What?" Milo looked up.

"The one you found the other day... has good taste."

"Uh, it's alright."

……

...

into the night.

The real show begins when Milo gets off work.

As usual, the nurses at the noble hospital administered a sedative to Ciri strictly according to the schedule.

His "uncle" visited him at the hospital as usual after dark.

Meanwhile, her "father," as usual, swaggered into the pleasure house with his entourage and bodyguards, beginning his wild nightlife. From the moment he stepped into the lobby, Eileen had been secretly observing him...

As for the newspaper and media personnel who had received advance notice, they had already quietly arrived around the hospital and were waiting in cafes, restaurants, and other similar locations.

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(End of this chapter)