Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 595 Boy
The appearance of something unexpected in the abyss is not actually surprising.

It's worth noting that this bounty board looks cleaner than everything around it—yes, much cleaner, as if it doesn't belong in this city, as if it's an outsider.

Moreover, the wooden list was covered with layers upon layers of wanted posters, all of which were for the same wanted criminal.

Eta Doyle.

A woman with gruesome scars on her face.

……

Milo tore off one of the bounty posters and examined it carefully in the cold, dim light from behind.

However, the wanted poster contained very little valuable information. Apart from blurry photos and meaningless slogans, it only roughly described her physical characteristics. Most puzzlingly, even the reward amount was covered up by scribbled graffiti.

...

During the years he spent in Nanwei City, Milo had never heard of such a wanted criminal.

Of course, in the end it was just a pile of useless rotten paper, and Milo didn't take it seriously at first.

It wasn't until he stepped straight into the law enforcement headquarters hall that the scene unfolding in the dimly lit hall made him raise his eyebrows slightly.

With just one glance, he recognized the face as "Eta Doyle" from the wanted poster.

In the middle of the vast law enforcement hall, countless slender, sharp, emerald-green crystals crisscrossed, supporting each other's framework, densely packed, like a complex flower composed of countless gemstones.

And hanging between the gaps in these sharp petals is Eta Doyle.

And more than one.

There were at least a hundred corpses suspended above, pierced by crystals. Their postures were twisted and bizarre, some even folded and compressed into clumps. Without exception, they all had the same face as the photo on the wanted poster, and they all stared wide-eyed at Milo as he pushed open the door.

……

Only those in positions of power, who uphold the rule of indifference, could remain unmoved even when stared at by hundreds of corpses.

What's particularly unsettling is that although "these" Etas are all dead, and judging from the varying degrees of decay on their bodies, their times of death differ, almost without exception, all of them have a vivid resentment in their eyes when they look at Milo. It's an effect that only extreme hatred could express through their pupils.

"Unfortunately, I don't have a hatred conversion mechanism like Yan's."

Milo tilted his head and turned his gaze to the dark area behind the countless intersecting emerald green crystal pillars.

Consider the countless overlapping wanted posters, the bounty amounts crossed out on them, and the ETA members who died at different times.

The order of time was indeed disrupted.

The room full of green crystalline substances seemed to be reminding Milo of something, but he couldn't remember what it was for the moment.

But he was certain that the unfamiliar force was hiding deep within the law enforcement headquarters.

As for why Imnal wasn't chosen?

Because that guy's aura was everywhere, permeating Nanwei City, yet there was no way to make a move against him.

Instead, it was this guy holed up in law enforcement headquarters who caught Milo's attention.

...

Those emerald green crystals always brought back fleeting images to Milo's mind. Compared to the more than one hundred pairs of staring Eta eyes, the crystals were more likely to confuse Milo.

However, before Milo could even step into the depths of the law enforcement headquarters, the piercing neighing of horses echoed from the streets outside.

And a woman's voice was constantly cursing something.

...

Milo stood quietly in place, waiting for the visitor to enter.

As he hurried into the hall, Milo couldn't help but reveal a meaningful smile.

What appeared before him was a living corpse.

The zombie is not ETA; the person it carries on its shoulder with their hands tied behind their back is ETA.

The visual effect is somewhat similar to—a bounty hunter catches a wanted criminal and brings him back to law enforcement for money. Something like that.

After seeing the countless versions of himself hanging and folded in the sky above the hall, the curses from the living Eta, who was being carried on the zombie's shoulder, finally stopped.

Of course, whether Eta is dead or alive, these are not too important.

The key is the guy who kidnapped Eta.

Its physique, clothing, weapons, and accessories were all very familiar to Milo; he could see this man dressed in black in the mirror almost every morning when he was in Nanwei City.

...

Apart from the grotesque, festering zombie head, this guy looked almost identical to Milo's usual law enforcement officer.

It also features a black trench coat, a Bowie knife and a revolver, and even the crowbar tucked behind its waist is perfectly replicated.

However, as a product of the evolution of chaotic order, it is naturally impossible for it to reach the life level of the Shadow. Before Milo himself emerged from the shadow, it could not even see Milo.

What it did next was probably something it had done countless times before: it threw Eta, which it was carrying on its shoulder, to the ground, dragged her toward the depths of the hall, randomly selected a crystal, picked up Eta with one hand, and, ignoring her screams and roars, was about to hang her on it.

……

Milo made no response to this.

He had already noticed certain distorted rules of reincarnation in this world; the countless corpses of Eta and the wanted posters had already spoken for themselves. A strange woman evolved from the chaos of the abyss was far from enough to evoke his empathy.

In most cases, a strong spiritual vision can enhance various sensory abilities in humans. However, at the level of the Old Ones, it is no longer limited to capturing the moment of death when parrying a gun. Often, subtle "omens" appearing in a short period of time can be easily captured, allowing one to judge what will happen in the next second or minute.

At that moment, Milo roughly caught that hint of something bizarre.

Realizing what was about to happen, Milo suddenly broke into a genuine smile.

...

next second.

BANG!!!!

Just as Etta was about to be pierced through the torso by the emerald green crystal, a violent tremor suddenly came from the upper floors of the law enforcement headquarters hall.

The shockwave ripped off the crystals, walls, and floor tiles throughout the hall, and large sections of broken floorboards were crushed down.

Besides the rolling dust, there was also a pleasant smell of gunpowder in the air.

In Milo's memory, with the current level of technology in the world, only she could have orchestrated such a destructive explosion of this scale.

However, the tall, slender figure that appeared after the smoke cleared did not materialize, leaving Milo feeling somewhat disappointed.

……

After the explosion, the figures that emerged from the smoke were all women, armed to the teeth and fully armed. They stormed into the hall and were stunned for a few seconds when they saw the countless crystals and the numerous broken ETAs hanging from the crystal pillars.

Until the only survivor, Eta, sent out a cry for help.

And the undead, who had been buried under the collapsed floorboards, stood up by pushing themselves up from the floor.

"Retreat quickly! Take Eta with you, we don't have much time!"

Inside the dark, dilapidated building, the undead Milo standing up from the ruins exuded an extremely terrifying sense of oppression. Even though its movement of raising its hand to take a gun from its waist seemed very slow, a third of the team that rushed into the hall to rescue people still had their lower legs shattered by bullets in an instant.

Screams then rang out.

But they all came to an abrupt end soon after.

The blood splattered from the severed limbs almost splashed onto Milo's face, but he remained unmoved, standing quietly in the shadows and observing everything.

ETA's rescue team was equipped with firearms, but those pitiful lead bullets had no effect on the undead.

It's clear this wasn't a simple rescue operation, because while the others were pulling Eta to safety, the woman was nearly collapsing, screaming towards the depths of the law enforcement headquarters, "The child... the child is still inside... no..."

...

Milo blinked and turned to look at the dark, seemingly endless corridor deep inside the law enforcement headquarters.

child?

Where are the children? I don't see any.
As the first person to arrive here, Milo was certain that apart from the bustling lobby on the first floor, there were no living creatures in the rest of the building at this moment.

The scene before him was a bit too nonsensical, even though he knew that this was the norm in the abyss.

……

Ultimately, the wanted criminal named Eta was dragged away from law enforcement headquarters by her team members.

After they left, almost half of the city's zombies surged up and chased after them.

The streets of Nanwei City were practically awash with waves of corpses.

And that zombie Milo was probably the leader of this zombie army, guiding all the zombies in the city to frantically surround and intercept the fleeing Eta.

That scene could easily give anyone goosebumps.

But as a calm observer, Milo had already sensed a strong undercurrent of "luring the tiger away from the mountain" in this play.

So he didn't chase after them to see what was going on; frankly, their lives and deaths weren't really his concern.

So Milo found a stool in the lobby of the law enforcement headquarters that was relatively stable to stand on and sat down, waiting for the next visitor.

……

Time passed by minute by minute.

The city streets outside seemed very quiet.

Eta and his group lured away almost all the zombies in the city.

In the ruins of the law enforcement hall, the ticking of the large clock hanging in the atrium sounded particularly jarring.

Even Milo couldn't help but be momentarily dazed.

It was as if the whole farce had never happened.

The peace and tranquility in the hall at this moment is the real thing.

Even in this moment of calm, there was a hint of confusion and sadness, emanating from the deepest corridor of the law enforcement headquarters...

...

In a daze, a familiar figure came into Milo's view.

She climbed through the window and headed straight into the depths of the law enforcement headquarters.

As she passed by Milo, he could clearly smell the fresh scent of blood, as well as many more familiar aromas.

Milo sighed with relief, then stood up and stepped out of the shadows in the corner.

Almost at that same moment, a boy with an eerie green glow appeared at the end of the corridor of the law enforcement headquarters.

So there really are boys?
Milo frowned.

For a moment, he did see the boy in the corner, and the confusion and sadness he felt earlier seemed to have originated from the boy.

Everything seemed to make sense. The wanted criminal named Eta had lured away all the zombies around the law enforcement headquarters by walking right into their trap. His real purpose was to buy a moment of space to rescue the "boy".

Komilo trusted his own eyes more.

There were no boys there at all.

……

However, the rescuer, unaware of the truth, also "saw" the child in the corner. She quickened her pace and excitedly called out to the corner, "Mego! Come with me..."

Mei Gao...

Mego?

...

The woman who came to rescue her was none other than Emma; it was indeed Emma herself.

But Mei Gao?
Ha ha.

...

The pitiful boy in the corner was probably around ten years old. He had helpless tears on his face and was stretching out his hands as if asking for help.

But just as Emma was running towards the boy and was still five or six meters away,

The boy known as "Mega" suddenly split his face in two!
Accompanied by a strange noise that could not be produced by human vocal cords, the split skull was covered with countless emerald green crystalline barbs, which almost instantly multiplied, enlarged, and occupied the end of the entire corridor, turning the place into a giant maw.

...

The terrifying scene hadn't even had a chance to fully unfold.

A guy carrying a crowbar rammed into it at an even faster speed.

He grabbed the edge of the split skull with his bare hands and, like pulling back curtains or wringing out a rag, forcefully shoved the open head back in. Finally, he even nailed a crowbar into the boy's skull, essentially performing a poorly executed repair surgery on the boy's split skull.

The whole process is extremely abstract and also very fast.

After doing all that, Milo turned around to look at the only person he wanted to see on this trip.

...

Emma was still reeling from the shock she had just experienced.

She maintained the position of holding the gun with both hands.

And white smoke was still coming out of the gun barrel.

This means she has already fired one shot.

...

Emma looked paler and more haggard than ever before.

She had her long hair tied up, and the bruises and abrasions on her face were clearly visible.

Her arms, neck, and legs were wrapped in bloody bandages, and her clothes were soaked with rain and mud, making her look a sorry sight.

This was the worst Emma Milo had ever seen, but also the most powerful Emma he had ever seen, a fact he could probably tell from her eyes (though Milo himself wasn't sure).

……

Emma maintained the gun-holding posture.

She was incredibly calm at that moment.

The gun was locked on Milo's head, and the previous shot had hit Milo in the back.

Of course, her composure and coldness did not last long.

As Milo slowly turned his hand over, two pulsating blue symbols appeared in his palm.

Finally, the girl's heart-wrenching, aggrieved cries echoed down the corridor.

(End of this chapter)