Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 90 Autumn 24 Years Ago

As Mogot uttered those words, Rebecca, who was standing in the back corner, quickly took out her pen and notebook, staring intently at the back of Mogot's head, afraid of missing any of his next words.

Beside Rebecca, Walker showed no obvious abnormality on his face, but he was looking down at his watch more and more frequently.

Milo tried to slow down his speech to gradually calm Mogot down.

“They are all of them, men, women, old or young, they are all beasts…” Mogot’s deep voice trembled slightly as he clutched the bleeding wound on his shoulder, his whole body hunched over and curled up.

"They started with livestock at first."

Mogot got excited again after only a few words, his white hair and beard standing on end.

Milo was taken aback.

Didn't Walker say that Mogot would go hunting in the mountains when he had nothing else to do?
So it turns out he knew there were no large wild animals in the Galid Mountains. Then what was he doing in those desolate wilderness areas?
Mogot's narration was chaotic and disorganized, more like an emotional outburst, a way of letting out things that had been bottled up for years.

“Nobody believes me, not a single person in the entire city of Galid believes me. They say I’m making things up because I can’t find the real culprit, especially those mean-spirited guys in Icam. They reported me to the law enforcement inspectorate… But I found human teeth marks on that bloody head! Those are not marks left by the teeth of any wild beast. They can fool others, but they can never fool me, Mogot!”

"The dead child was found in the mountains about a kilometer outside the town of Ikham. The child's home was in the center of Galid. They actually want me to believe that the child got lost on his own? Ridiculous! Who would believe a six-year-old child who walked all the way from Galid to Ikham? The dead child's mother comes to the law enforcement office every day, waiting for us to solve the case and give us a clear explanation. But nobody wants to go to Ikham. They say Ikham is a cursed place. Those rotten cowards, I'll remember their names for the rest of my life. If they die before me, I'll spit on their graves every year!"

"The girl's case was left unresolved, and the law enforcement agency wanted to settle things peacefully. But I never expected that the head without flesh was just the beginning. I thought I was fully prepared to face any form of truth, but in fact, I was not. As a result, the subsequent disappearances caught me off guard."

“Bob from the travel agency, Ron from the newspaper delivery, Chris and his wife who live on the third block, my God, they were supposed to get married next month… Look, I can read out the names of all the missing people, not one missing.”

Mogot used his rough fingers to spell out a 1 and a 2.

"Twelve disappearances, a full twelve. Including the girl who first looked for the severed head, a total of 14 people have vanished. All of this happened within just a few months. After they disappeared, they were never seen again. I kept searching and searching, but that time I couldn't find anything..."

"The cases were all put on hold. The higher-ups wanted me to give them an answer. The public and the families of the victims demanded an explanation from me. At first, none of them believed me. They preferred to believe the story of the coyotes. But after those dozen or so people never came back, they started spitting on me, cursing and hurling insults at me. They questioned why the law enforcement officer in charge of criminal investigations was indifferent to the disappearances. At the time, some newspapers even published comments about me protecting criminals. I protected their mothers, damn it, haha."

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"So the case was never solved?"

Although Milo already knew the answer, he had to guide Mogot to continue.

On the train to Galid, he and Rebecca had already learned the general details of the cases that occurred in 1814. When Moggot mentioned the disappearances, Milo knew he had come to the right place.

What Moggot is now recounting are the 12 disappearances that occurred in the first half of 1814.

But what Milo wanted to hear was what happened in the second half of that year.

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"What does this have to do with those people outside... Why did they say you're crazy? Are they missing persons?"

Milo tentatively asked Mogot.

Mogot suddenly looked up: "Bullshit! They're not even human!! The missing people are all innocent. Those outside the door, they're madmen! Devils! Devils who deserve to die!"

“Hmm…” Milo glanced at Rebecca, who was writing furiously in the distance behind Mogot, then slowly turned around, picked up the liquor from the table, handed it to Mogot, and asked him:

"Those people outside, they're related to the missing persons case, right?"

Guluuluulu...

After taking the bottle, Mogot gulped down several mouthfuls, seemingly without any burning sensation, as if drinking water.

However, the redness gradually appearing around Mogot's eyes proved that Milo hadn't bought fake alcohol. "They're demons living in Icam, saying... they're bewitched, that there's some ancient curse there, that some mysterious voice is guiding them to kill... It's all bullshit. They're just making excuses for their heinous acts, and the most absurd and ridiculous ones at that."

"So they're the killers in the disappearances? Those guys outside?" Milo narrowed his eyes. "What did they do to the missing people? Did they really eat them?"

Milo's mind conjured up the terrifying image of Karl being chased by countless sinister worshippers in the underground cave...

“I don’t know exactly what they did to the victims, but I absolutely do not believe in any ancient curses, nor do I believe that anyone bewitched them… because later I smelled the stench emanating from their mouths, I saw bits of human flesh between their teeth, their minds were perfectly clear, and all the missing persons were lured to the deep mountains of Ikham by them under various pretexts. This was a planned crime!”

Mogot gritted his teeth and spoke each word carefully.

"They have bizarre beliefs, spout fallacies, and some people have even witnessed strange religious rituals being performed in the town of Ikham. They also sing strange songs, songs that are not in the local language at all. In short, they are real lunatics, much, much lunatics than I am."

“For a long time, I thought the town of Ickham was full of these crazy, deranged people, until one day, a young man from the town of Ickham came to me and said he wanted to turn himself in. He told me that he had killed his entire family last night.”

As Mogot spoke, his emotions gradually calmed down, and his expression became complicated:

“He approached me on his own initiative. At first, I thought he was joking with me, but when he led me deep into the town of Ikham and showed me his ‘work’, I was stunned… That young man, he really killed his whole family.”

"Subsequent investigations revealed that the young man's ancestral home was indeed Iqlam, but he had studied elsewhere for many years and only returned to Iqlam after graduation. He did not resist arrest, and during my interrogation, he showed no resistance whatsoever. He told me everything he knew... Heh, but those things simply cannot be written into the case file. Even if I did, no one would believe me, heh heh heh..."

Mogot smiled wryly, rubbing his rough face with his hands:

"He found the remains of all the missing people in his family's fields, each one matching perfectly, including the victims' belongings. He said he was willing to accept the punishment of the law, willing to voluntarily go to the execution platform to atone for everything his family had done... I never imagined that a young man in his early twenties could be so resolute. He used a crude axe, the kind of farm tool with hardly any sharpness, to kill all 18 members of his family, because he discovered that his family members had fallen into a bizarre desire, they had countless near-mad ideas... They even attempted to 'plant humans,' because the methods of deceiving innocent people from the outside world to kill them were too complicated and could not satisfy their desires at all... They actually wanted to bury humans in the soil like plants and circulate them, so in the end, the limbs of all the victims were found in the fields..."

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Moggot tells a horror story that has been kept hidden for many years.

Although his words were fragmented, the other three present could vaguely imagine the eerie songs that permeated the gloomy town and the smell of human flesh.

Rebecca wrote all of these things down.

Her tightly furrowed brows never relaxed for a moment.

Because from today's perspective, what Mogold said seems too absurd. There's no way to verify the truth of what he said, yet those disappearances are indeed real.

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"You let that young man go in the end, right? This was a case you dropped in 1814, and the young man's surname was 'Draman,' right?"

Milo stared intently at Mogot.

He didn't completely believe the story.

But so far, he hasn't caught a single trace of lying on Mogot's face.

Moreover, if the truth is as Mogot said, then it matches Milo and Rebecca's previous speculations.

The “Draman family” incident marked the end of a series of missing persons cases, using that autumn 24 years ago as a pivotal point to divide the history of the town of Ikham.

For the next two decades, Ikham never disappeared again.

Until recent years, with the emergence of the Solomon gang.

(End of this chapter)