Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 37 Three Years Later and Another Three Years Later

"The Solomon Gang."

Nero mentioned the name of an organization that Milo had never heard of before.

“The first task I assigned Carl after he joined the company was to destroy all the filing documents and join the Solomon gang, but he disappeared a few months later. His remains were found when we destroyed one of the Solomon's underground breweries.”

"An undercover agent, huh?" Milo mused.

He probably guessed what Nero's purpose was in promoting him.

Isn't this just a story of three years followed by another three years?

……

"The Solomon Gang has always been a major headache for law enforcement. Its influence extends almost throughout the southern part of the country. Black markets, horse racing, tobacco and alcohol, and even arms are all their specialties. Unlike the long-established aristocratic classes, after the Western Wars, the reform of the system provided generous support to veterans who had made meritorious contributions. Some of them with business acumen became unstoppable, and that's how the Solomon Gang was established. It can be considered a new force in this era, but its dominance and influence are absolutely no less than any aristocratic class. In less than ten years, it has become a force capable of shaking the national treasury."

Nero began to explain in detail.

"So you mean, a gang you raised yourself?" Milo moved his lips.

To be honest, he had absolutely no interest in this Solomon gang; at least for now, he didn't even have the ability to come into contact with beings at that level.

"Their appetite is too great, and their access to military connections is far too deep. If they aren't curbed, in a few years no one will be able to shake them. My orders from above are to suppress the expansion of the Solomon gang at all costs, but with their military background, they have a very strict internal hierarchy, making it extremely difficult to infiltrate. Moreover, in recent years, the Solomon seems to have become involved with some heretical sects, conducting inhuman research. Many villages on the southern border have been converted into research bases for human experimentation... Many people were found unrecognizable, the survivors were all insane, and the dead were never found with intact bodies. Karl was one of them..."

When Nero recounted the details of Karl's death, his knuckles were already white from gripping his cane so tightly.

That's the reality. People who once risked their lives for their country can't guarantee they'll still hold onto their original aspirations after the passage of time. Whether they're arrogant or forced by the need to make a living, they all have to find other ways to survive after the war. The Solomon Gang's original intention may have simply been to unite a group and help each other, but now it has completely changed.

To sum it up: After fighting wars all your life, can't you enjoy yourself?
……

"You mean you're planning to have me replace Karl and take over his job?" Milo raised an eyebrow. "Because I don't have a clear file, all my records before I entered Nanwei City are blank, so I'm the best choice to join the Solomon gang, is that what you mean?"

“That was the original plan, but it’s probably not going to work now. I didn’t expect you to cause so much trouble in such a short time. Now, not only the law enforcement system, but also the noble circles and the church in Nanwei City, almost everyone knows you. My plan is probably doomed.” Nero’s tone was somewhat helpless.

"This matter can only be put on hold for now. There's no use in rushing it. You should focus on dealing with the law enforcement assessment. Once the assessment is over, I think the Sherman family won't be able to do anything to you. Although there is an unspoken rule in the law enforcement system that you don't touch nobles, if nobles get too big for their britches and affect the rights of their protectors, we don't even need to lift a finger. Someone will take care of them."

“I understand.” Milo nodded.

To put it bluntly, it's still about assessment. Judging from this situation, the idea that knowledge changes destiny seems to be true.

"The law enforcement officer assessment is not so easy to pass."

Rebecca stood to the side and offered a casual reminder.

She knew Milo's background well; it was a complete pipe dream to cram all the assessment materials in less than half a month.

"That's not a problem."

Nero chuckled.

"I have the power to force someone into the law enforcement team. Although I can't change your ranking to something too outrageous, it's not a problem to make sure you barely pass the score requirement."

As a seasoned veteran who has been in the law enforcement system for many years, he makes no secret of such petty tricks and doesn't feel it's inappropriate to talk about them in front of his students.

However, Rebecca clearly had reservations about this matter, though she kept them to herself. From her perspective, Nero's special treatment and recruitment of Carl was intended to have him succeed Carl in his position and continue the investigation into the Solomon gang. In a sense, Milo was now Carl's replacement, so Rebecca naturally compared the two.

While Milo's investigative and crime-solving abilities have been truly remarkable so far, if even basic assessments require Nero to resort to underhanded tactics, then in Rebecca's view, he is far inferior to Karl.

……

As for Nero, his attitude was very clear.

He lost a student, and now all he has to do is protect Milo, this talented kid, and then make other arrangements later.

"Okay, that's all I have to say."

Nero straightened his collar, glanced left and right at the edge of the empty graveyard, and said to Milo:
“It’s not a good thing for someone with ulterior motives to notice my contact with you. Let’s end our conversation here for now. Rebecca and I will head back first, and we’ll leave at different times. You can leave in about ten minutes, you know what I mean.”

"I see."

Milo nodded.

……

After watching Nero and Rebecca leave the cemetery, Milo lingered in front of the tombstone, pondering Nero's words to him.

Although Nero was very sincere, Milo did not fully believe him.

The reason is simple: although Nero appeared very upright from beginning to end, from Milo's perspective, Nero's methods and shrewdness far surpassed those of people like Dillah and Harrison. Although those people also had very powerful backgrounds and methods, their ways of doing things were too impetuous. Nero, on the other hand, never showed up or participated from beginning to end, but he was fully aware of the whole matter and had made arrangements for everything in advance.

Milo could clearly discern Harrison's hostility and malice towards him, and he was relatively confident in maintaining a balanced trade with Dillashau, but he couldn't yet see through Nero, the old man.

Milo didn't know if he had become too sensitive because he had encountered too many bad people in the past few days, but he didn't intend to completely trust anyone now, not even someone as naive as Rebecca.

……

However, Nero was right about one thing.

Passing the law enforcement assessment is the first thing Milo must accomplish. Without the protection of a law enforcement officer, his family would remain ordinary citizens at the mercy of others.

This was only the first step in self-preservation; his purpose was definitely not limited to this.

"It's a law enforcement assessment."

Milo glanced at Carl's tombstone and muttered to himself:

"A genius law enforcement officer..."

He stretched out his finger and quickly drew a totem on the tombstone:
"Now I am the genius enforcer."

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hum! ! !
Large fragments of memories from unfamiliar perspectives began to flood Milo's mind.

His pupils and the whites of his eyes were instantly covered by some kind of black substance, and the perspective of the undead Karl began to shift to Milo's eyes.

(End of this chapter)