Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 619 The Last Hope Duo

Enid escaped.

It was even more pathetic than when Wendigo ran, like he was tumbling and crawling.

She had never run like this in the first half of her life; it was a comic book-style sprint, with saliva leaving a trail of afterimages along her running path.

She rushed to the Valrocan house as fast as she could.

He kicked open the door to the Milo family's house.

……

It's late at night.

But Milo and Emma were still sitting in the living room, with a lot of calculation drafts scattered on the table, and it looked like they were discussing something.

Enid burst through the door, clutching her knees and panting heavily. She was covered in sweat, her hair disheveled, her weapon belt in her hand, her pistol still there but the magazine gone, her tie hanging behind her shoulder. The only good news was that her two boots were still there.

After the peaceful atmosphere in the living room was broken, Milo pointed at Enid and complained to Emma, ​​"Yes, that's pretty much what she did when she rushed over and yelled at me."

Emma pushed aside some of the papers on the sofa next to her to make room for Enid, and gently patted the sofa with her palm, saying, "We were just talking about you."

Enid's journey was truly thrilling. She didn't know why she rushed back to the Valrocan family. Oh no, she did know. She wanted to take Milo to see the faceless woman, to see the flying eyeball, and to tell Milo the origin of these bounty posters, to expose this huge secret. She believed there must be some unspeakable conspiracy involved, and she had found the reason why the entire law enforcement system had become strange all along!
She thought that the story she had prepared in her mind would allow her to express what she had seen and heard in the most efficient way.

But after kicking open that door, for some reason, I suddenly calmed down.

The initial feelings of fear and urgency vanished instantly.

At Emma's gentle greeting, Enid inexplicably uttered, "Oh."

Then he obediently went over and sat down.

As soon as she sat down, Emma's slightly icy hands held her face, helped her put the tie hanging behind her neck back and tied it again, straightened the bow tie, and finally gently tidied Enid's hair, which looked like it had just been through a gale.

Emma gently soothed Enid's last bit of panic and shortness of breath.

After Emma helped wipe the dust off her nose, Milo placed a steaming cup of hot tea in front of Enid.

After setting down his teacup, Milo couldn't resist giving Enid a quick jab at her hairstyle: "That's one of the Apricot hairstyles, right?"

Enid wrinkled her nose and glared fiercely at Milo.

He was then "intimidated" by the laughter around him.

She turned her head with a puzzled look to look at Emma, ​​who was smiling, and then looked at Milo suspiciously, as if she had realized something strange.

It took about 12.05 seconds.

Enid was startled: "No, you two are wrong! The little Emma of the past would never smile, you two are wrong!"

But she soon entered a phase of self-reflection:

"Oh right, you two are siblings, that's unlikely... well, that's even more unlikely."

...

"Wait, that's not what I meant!"

About 10.04 seconds later, she finally remembered why she had kicked down the door of the Valrocan family's house.

Before Milo could even sit down on the opposite sofa, Enid jumped up, leaped over the table, grabbed Milo, and ran outside.

As he ran, he didn't forget to turn back and shout to Emma, ​​"Can I borrow your brother for a bit?"

"And another thing! You two are definitely wrong!"

After rushing out the door with a clang, they ran back, picked up the tea on the table, drank it all in one gulp, and then rushed out again.

……

...

(This is a two-person comic-style running scene)
...

Old Town Printing Factory.

Milo stood speechlessly in front of the dirty printing press.

Enid repeatedly mimicked the gesture of a Black person spreading their hands in front of the printing press:
"You must believe me, it's right here!"

“An old woman in a long dress kept crying as she printed those wanted posters.”

"Furthermore, she would drive a car with a face made of crabs to various law enforcement offices to post arrest warrants."

"Oh right, and there's a flying eyeball. Hey eyeball, don't look at me like that! What do you mean? You think I'm stupid, right?! You almost burst out laughing when you said there wasn't one!"

"Please believe me, I really saw it."

Enid pointed to her wide-open eyes and said confidently:

"I saw it with my own eyes."

"Mmm-hmm." Milo nodded as much as he could to show that he completely believed Enid's words.

“I’m telling you, there’s definitely something fishy about this.” Enid clenched her fist with absolute certainty, then paused halfway through her sentence and lowered her voice to whisper:

"I think someone's trying to manipulate the entire law enforcement team. Haven't you noticed how strange everyone's been acting lately? They're not handling cases anymore, just spending all their time going around in circles with that weird arrest warrant. If this keeps up, they're doomed." "Hello? Hello~~"

"I knew you wouldn't believe me."

"Are you still angry about that? My golden tree, how can you be so petty, you're the one who stood there in a daze by the fire, I pushed you and broke you, so what?"

"Oh well, I had my faults too. It's not reasonable to ask you to rush in and die in such a big fire. Well, I was a little anxious at the time. I apologize to you."

"But you have to believe me, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely believe me. Let me tell you, it's possible that you and I are the only ones left sober in the enforcement team right now. From what I've observed, everyone else has been obsessed with that wanted poster, and only the two of us haven't touched it yet. Do you know what that means?"

...

“Does that mean…” Milo’s lips twitched slightly, “that we’re not very sociable?”

"That means we're our last hope!" Enid was practically pounding her chest in despair. She cried out frantically, "Only we can save the enforcement team! We're our last hope! Understand?"

"Ah, I see." Milo suddenly realized.

“That’s right!” Enid excitedly grabbed Milo’s shoulders. “You finally made it clear! That’s great! I knew you weren’t lost. No wonder you have the same smart blood as Emma. If even you were confused, I really wouldn’t know what to do.”

“Hey, actually, I don’t have any blood with her…” Milo was about to say something.

Enid wasn't listening at all. Immersed in her passion for saving the law enforcement team and the world, she started giving Milo advice: "What do you think we should do? Should we keep staking out and investigating like before? I'm sure I alerted them tonight. They've obviously moved their base. No, no, that's not right. The most important thing right now is to get our colleagues in the law enforcement team back to normal and restore order to the city. Hmm, what do you think is the best way to do this? You're my boss, I'll listen to you."

"Uh--"

Milo blinked, then blurted out, "How about we take down that wooden board with the bounty poster on it..."

He started to regret his words halfway through.

But Enid's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Great! I'll go prepare kerosene right now, and we'll take down all the bounty posters in the city and burn them!"

After saying that, he rushed out of the printing factory in a hurry.

……

Milo stood alone in the dark printing factory, slapping his forehead with his hand.

"Why did I do this... sigh."

...

After Enid left, Milo came to his senses and calmly looked around.

He reached out and touched the printing press, which should have been covered in dust like the surrounding area, but his finger remained clean.

As he stared blankly at the dark space, Enid's urging voice soon came from outside.

He didn't stay any longer and turned to leave the printing factory.

...

Milo has always believed that he is doing the right thing.

Or rather, doing what he believes is right.

Abbreviation: serious business.

But tonight, this Shadow Lord, Executioner, Guardian, and Sinner also joined the little wildcat in causing quite a ruckus.

He didn't know why, but it was as if Enid possessed some kind of magic, that she had somehow dragged him into the role of the two law enforcement officers who were saving the world.

Or perhaps, subconsciously, Milo felt that following Enid's antics wasn't any more outrageous than standing at the fire scene listening to prayers.

Ever since.

The streets of Nanwei City late at night.

The two began their comic-book-style sneaky behavior.

Upon arrival at the law enforcement office or branch office, one person is responsible for keeping watch while the other is responsible for dismantling the wooden planks.

Then, with the torn-off wanted poster tucked under her arm and Milo carrying a large wooden plank, the two of them tiptoed and bent their knees as they furtively made their way to the next crime scene.

Repeat this process many times.

Late into the night, the two of them finally set fire to the outskirts of the city, burning all the bounty posters they had taken down.

……

The flames flickered in the cold night wind.

The firelight shone on their faces.

Enid stared at the raging fire with a righteous and resolute expression, clearly fully immersed in the role.

She raised a fist and said:

"The first step has been successfully completed, let's bump fists first."

Milo, standing to the side, was already speechless.

But not wanting to spoil the fun, I bumped fists with this crazy girl.

(End of this chapter)