Chapter 347 Personal Attack
“I suggest you drive the carriage away. The dog is too old to follow your horse for such a long distance, and it’s not easy for you to ride it while you carry it. . ”
Enid has helped Milo think through all aspects, of course, mainly for the dog.
“It makes sense.”
Milo nodded.
He checked his equipment.
In addition to the classic combination of Remington revolver and bowie knife, there is also the holy sword of physics, which is the crowbar. In the past six months, Milo has become accustomed to hanging it under his long windbreaker. It's such a troublesome thing.
In the eyes of Enid and other law enforcement officers, Milo's move was of little significance.
After all, when the crime scene was discovered a month ago, the law enforcement team had already used hounds to search the area around Glen Town, but the dogs had smelled the smell of the crime scene. After that, they all seemed to be intimidated, and none of them were willing to cooperate with the law enforcement officers' search operations. They all seemed to be afraid.
If even a well-trained hunting dog cannot provide help, it is naturally difficult for an old dog to have any effect.
Everyone but Milo thought so.
Milo sent the reluctant Enid away in a few words.
He knows what kind of trouble ordinary people will get into after their sanity is weakened. Enid is the type with a better brain. After all, she did not show any performance after deciphering a Fenich manuscript. There was an obvious negative reaction, but this was not the reason why Milo took her to get involved in mysterious cases.
She was seeking death by following Milo.
As for Rick, it doesn’t matter.
This guy is the product of seeking death, and it doesn't matter if he does it a few more times.
……
The front yard of the law enforcement station.
Rick, who wrapped himself tightly, appeared in front of Milo holding a black umbrella.
His face was wrapped in black cloth, and there was a piece of cloth spread around under the three-cornered hat on his head. He looked like a believer of some kind of heretical sect.
Milo raised his head and took a look. There was still a layer of clouds in the sky, and the sunlight did not shine directly into the city: "What about it?"
"It is necessary. Although the sunlight will not turn me into green and rotten, But it is an unbearable torture after all." Rick closed the black cloth on his face: "Why does it have to be me?"
"Must be so much nonsense?"
Mai Rocco didn't have the patience to waste time with Rick.
After being scolded by him, Rick could only shrink his neck and jump on the front of the carriage to grab the reins.
...
The carriage slowly drove out from the law enforcement station and headed for the small town of Glen, located on the south side of Nanwei territory.
In the car, Milo and the dirty old dog looked at each other.
He could feel that as the carriage continued to approach the town of Glen, the sheepdog's mood became more and more restless, which was forcibly suppressed by Milo's dream.
The dog waggled its tail and looked at Milo with pitiful eyes.
Milo narrowed his eyes: "Don't look at me like this, you, a criminal suspect. Only by cooperating with us and solving the case can you be cleared of suspicion."
The effect of dream inducement allows the shepherd dog to maintain A relatively excited and positive state.
But it still has an extremely deep fear of the small town of Glen.
In some obscure things, animals actually have sharper senses than humans. Judging from the reaction of the sheepdog, there is a high probability that the crazy mutated creature is still wandering in Glen In the jungle surrounding the town.
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The University of Michigan believes that this series of similar cases may be caused by the weakened sanity of animals, causing them to go crazy, which in turn leads to frequent injuries. In short, it is the sneaky things hiding in the shadows. After a night of hunting, the focus shifts from humans to animals.
But this is just an inference, and the investigators and professors at the University of Michigan have not yet mastered substantial evidence.
According to Dillashaw, the church believes that this may be a new plague virus that spreads among animals.
Judging from the creature that Milo saw from the perspective of the dead old man, that thing did seem to be the effect of being infected with some kind of terrible virus. After all, the skin all over the body was ulcerated and peeled off. That's enough to explain the problem.
However, the will conveyed by the Thinking Eye has been confirmed. The picture Milo saw from the perspective of the dead was indeed incomplete, and he was even misled by the thoughts of the dead.
The Eye of Thinking also has the second half of the sentence - to trace the truth, we need to return to reality itself.
That’s right.
Milo found that he had indeed relied a little too much on the two abilities of peeping and dream seduction from the perspective of the undead.
The reason is very simple. The Scarlet Witch had vaccinated him in advance. She said that the hounds in angle time and space may not notice Milo's existence for a long time, so Milo You can use your spiritual vision ability relatively freely. According to the Scarlet Witch, the incarnation of Bubbleman Yog-Sothoth's will is enough to feed the group of hounds that are eyeing Milo. They also need to spend time and energy to digest the will of an alien god. In a short time There will be no desire to eat anymore, and he may even fall into a deep sleep. This state will last until about a year after eating, which means that Milo still has half a year to live unscrupulously.
Among other things, after the hunting night, Milo became more and more convinced of one thing, that is, dogs are human beings' good friends.
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The journey from the city to Glen Town is not too far, even closer than going to Church Bridge.
When you reach the section where you can see the street lights, it means you have entered the town.
The buildings in the towns and manors around Nanwei City are actually more in the style of the last century than the buildings in the city. After all, the replacement speed of these places is not as fast as that of the city, including several edges and corners in the town that have been smoothed away. The main road paved with smooth stone slabs and the gargoyle reliefs on the buildings on both sides of the street reveal the antiquity of this place.
There are no fewer than twenty small towns like this around the urban area of Nanwei City. They are basically located near the traffic arteries connected to the surrounding cities. Before Innsmouth Station was established, these small towns were actually the mainstay of Nanwei City. An important transit area for Weicheng’s trade.
But with the passage of time, compared with the bustle and prosperity of the past, these town-level areas have gradually faded out of people's sight, because trade is no longer limited to short-distance exchanges between cities. , but focus on more distant places at sea and inland.
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And today, two strange strangers appeared on the streets of Glen Town.
A thin man who wrapped himself tightly like a mummy and held a black umbrella in broad daylight. The other one looked relatively normal. He was a black-clad law enforcement officer holding a sheepdog leash. official.
Occasionally, you can see one or two old people sitting in a daze on the steps in front of their homes on the empty street corners.
They showed little interest in Milo's visit, and even when Milo tried to initiate a conversation, they listlessly chose to ignore it.
......
The two of them continued to stroll through the streets of Glenn Town.
“I’m still curious as to why you have to choose me to cooperate with you.”
Rick held an umbrella and followed Milo.
"Then I'll tell you the truth." Milo stopped and turned around, raised his hand above his head and gestured: "The creature that bit the old man to death was about this tall, with his arms and thighs It's just as thick, covered in pus and rot, and has brand new fangs and claws."
"Oh~ then I understand what you mean." Rick nodded with a look of realization.
Milo nodded: "I have thought about it carefully. You are the only one in the entire law enforcement agency who can barely cooperate with me. Everyone else is - too normal."
" I understand what you mean, can I understand that we will be working partners together from now on?" Rick seemed to be getting excited.
"Well, you can put it that way." Milo was a little puzzled as to why this guy was so excited to be regarded as a freak.
He slowly explained: "The new safety network is responsible for maintaining the shady night order. In fact, you are also one of the constraints of the new order. However, in view of your good performance of following the rules, plus You have the status of a law enforcement officer. I think we can clarify the division of labor and exchange of information. You can do something for me.”
You have to make the best use of everything. It's hard to find a creature that's not afraid of sacrificing sanity these days.
"I am very willing to serve you, Mr. Varrocan." Rick didn't think too much. He only knew that working with Milo would have a higher probability of collecting some more advanced proteins... …
Of course, although he has turned into a semi-living corpse, his brain is still very good.
Rick knows very well what kind of role Milo has played in Nanwei City in the past six months. One of the important reasons why he has always kept to himself is that he knows that Milo can crush him to death at any time without leaving any traces. That kind of thing.
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"Okay, okay, it should feel good to have a partner." Rick nodded.
"Whatever you say." Milo's brows twitched.
“Partners really need to exchange information, right?” Rick thought thoughtfully.
"Yeah." Milo didn't think much.
“So would you mind sharing your recent sexual experience?” Rick said unexpectedly.
Milo glanced at him coldly: "We are not that strong yet."
"Ouch, I understand, it's so abrupt, so abrupt, I thought this was what you usually do. Common conversation in the men's locker room, sorry, sorry." Rick waved his hands.
"You must have no friends, right?" Milo muttered.
Rick immediately made a face:
"You are a bit of a personal attack."
When the two of them were talking nonsense, they kept acting opposite. The quiet sheepdog suddenly rushed a few steps toward the east side of the town in excitement, and straightened the rope in Milo's hand.
“It seems to be found.”
“It seems to be.”
(End of this chapter)