Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 9 Well, let's go then.
Milo almost choked on Emma's words.

He slapped the cover of the book on Emma's desk with his backhand, turning the cover towards himself:
"I have reason to suspect that you're reading unhealthy books every day."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the words "Fundamentals of Chemistry" printed on the book cover.

Emma slowly raised her hand to tuck her long hair behind her ear and whispered to Milo:
"Does your butt hurt?"

"I am going to work."

Milo was speechless, rolled his eyes, and left this absurd house.

……

...

23rd Parish, Baker Street.

Milo, sporting dark circles under his eyes, stood on the street, greeting familiar faces passing by.

If you handed him a pillow right now, he would definitely fall asleep on the spot.

On the street, the sounds of children chasing and playing, the jingling of bells hanging on passing carriages, and other noises all became sharp thorns in Milo's ears, making his head buzz with pain.

Feeling drowsy and lethargic – that must have been his state throughout the day.

……

"Huh? You're out?"

Yan, who was also staring at his dark circles, suddenly appeared in Milo's field of vision.

"Holy crap, they released him so quickly? Uncle Kang is really going all out!"

From his perspective, it was absolutely Kang who paid money to bail Milo out.

"You seem to really want me to stay locked up in there forever?" Milo narrowed his eyes slightly.

"No, no, what are you talking about? How can I slack off if you're locked up?" Yan chuckled. "With you, this big rascal, here watching over me, I can only go back to catch up on my sleep."

It's not that Milo doesn't want to be lazy, it's that he can't be lazy.

Yan could clock in and leave early with such impunity because the head of the city guard of the 23rd diocese was his brother-in-law. It was a purely nepotistic relationship. Whether he went to work or not, whether he was on duty or not, no one above would care. It was a privilege.

As long as nothing happens on this street during the duty period, the superiors will turn a blind eye.

Milo didn't have that privilege, even though he and Yan were best friends, because someone always had to keep an eye on things on the street.

Of course, Yan also deserves credit for getting this secure job.

After all, it was Yan who revealed the information about his brother-in-law's family to Milo in the first place. Otherwise, the necklace that Milo had earned through hard work in the workshop over the years could have been bought with money through bribery.

In the small, dark room of the law enforcement office, Milo told Rebecca that he had given the woman of the head of the city guards a very beautiful necklace in exchange for this job.

But in reality, the necklace was not given to Yan's sister, but to another woman outside of the minister's marriage.

I understand everything I understand.

It carries a hint of bribery, but also a hint of threat.

Anyway, Yan has used this leverage to get a lot of benefits from his brother-in-law over the years, and Milo's job is just a small part of those benefits, not worth mentioning.

……

"Once the case is solved, I'll definitely be released."

Milo sat down next to the fountain sculpture at the Baker Street intersection.

"It's broken, that's good. So Uncle Kang didn't waste that money. That's great." Yan said, lighting a cigarette.

"Give me one." Milo felt he wouldn't make it to the end of the workday if he didn't get some fresh air.

"Didn't you quit? You haven't smoked for two months. Are you sure you're just going to give up like this?" Yan blinked. "Besides, if you come home smelling of smoke, your sister will give you a hard time again."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Milo snatched the cigarette from Yan's hand and put it in his mouth. Just as he flicked away the match, he seemed to remember something and turned to ask:

"It's just tobacco in here, nothing else strange or unusual, right?"

“Uh…” Yan’s face immediately showed a very ambiguous smile: “Just a tiny bit, just a tiny bit.”

"roll roll roll."

Milo tossed the cigarettes and matchbox back into Yan's arms.

……

The two sat next to the sculpture at the crossroads for two hours.

They talked about everything under the sun, and finally Milo mentioned the notice about the law enforcement officer assessment.

"Fuck! Fuck!"

Yan jumped up on the spot.

Why didn't you say something so important sooner?

"Lower your voice, it's giving me a headache," Milo said, rubbing his temples.

"A law enforcement officer! Do you know what this means?" Yan appeared extremely excited, the cigarette in his mouth flying out of his mouth.
"The girls at the pleasure house are practically throwing themselves at the law enforcement officers, you know? They don't charge me anything! Damn it, I dream of one day putting a tricorn hat over one of their heads and pinning her down on me..."

"Watch your mouth, watch your mouth, there are kids around." Milo quickly interrupted Yan's fierce lines, indicating that there were several little brats next to him chewing their nails while listening to the two of them chatter.

"Ow."

Seriously lit a cigarette and calmed himself down a bit:
"If I had known there was such a good thing, I would have rushed in with you yesterday morning to cause trouble, sigh."

"I'm not going in to cause trouble."

Milo rolled his eyes.

I almost lost my life in the suburbs yesterday.

"I don't care, after you pass the law enforcement officer exam, you must take me to the most luxurious tavern and the top-tier Black Rose pleasure house. I'm definitely going to benefit from your position as a law enforcement officer."

"Can't you be a little more sensible?"

Yan grabbed Milo's arm: "Oh, I don't care, I don't care, that's all I'm good for, okay, Milo-gege~~"

"You fucking get the hell out of here."

Milo immediately got goosebumps all over his body and kicked the pervert who was acting cute in the street into the fountain with perfect accuracy.

……

...

Milo didn't get home until 7 p.m., after handing over his shift to the night guard.

I just lay down and went to sleep.

……

The following days were routine duty; no law enforcement officers knocked on the door, and no murders occurred in the parish.

The guard held its regular meeting on Sunday.

All the guards of the entire 23rd parish gathered for a meeting.

In the meeting hall of the guard department, Yan's unlucky brother-in-law—the unfortunate minister whose extramarital affair was caught by his brother-in-law—was giving a routine lecture to his dozens of guards.

In fact, such a meeting is held every Sunday. Unsurprisingly, every time the minister is in the meeting room cursing and swearing, saying that so-and-so was drunk on the street and had to be carried out by the neighbors to sunbathe the next day, or that so-and-so was reported for having sex for free at a pleasure house.

In short, every Sunday, at least one or two unlucky men in the guard team would be dismissed.

This is also the current workplace atmosphere in the city's guard department, which can be described as chaotic and corrupt.

But that's just how things are. If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too. His guard minister wasn't a good person either. Everyone was just coasting along, except the minister was doing a little better than his subordinates.

The staff in the city guard department are mostly children from moderately wealthy families who are neither rich nor poor. They don't have strong backing to get into the law enforcement team, and they don't have any real skills to make a living in business. So they can only spend a little money to sneak into the city guard department to loaf around and wait to die.

Everyone knows their own limitations, and there's no real workplace competition because there's only one boss, so no one can compete with each other. Therefore, during the regular meetings, dozens of heavy smokers would light up simultaneously, creating a cloud of smoke that completely lacked the image of an official department.

……

However, today, this chubby middle-aged minister not only named and "praised" several unlucky individuals who had recently behaved outrageously, but also revealed some inside information.

That means someone in the guard team has qualified for the law enforcement officer assessment.

"When the city bureau held a meeting, the leaders listed the 23rd Parish Guard Unit as a model team. Everyone benefited from this, and you should thank your colleague, Milo."

In an instant, dozens of gazes pierced through the smoke and landed on Milo's face as he sat by the last window.

Yan, who was sitting to the side, immediately raised his chin and patted Milo on the shoulder, the body language meaning, "That's right, that jerk is my buddy."

"Enforcement officer assessment?"

"he?"

"How much money was slipped in?"

"Could you share your connections?"

……

Milo had anticipated the reaction of this room full of scoundrels.

He had even heard people mention that the sister of the pleasure house offered free services, which only showed that they were birds of a feather, the whole house was full of Yan.

Yan thoroughly enjoyed the envious glances from his colleagues, even though it had nothing to do with him, but it still felt good.

"Cough cough..."

The minister's brother-in-law, standing at the front of the conference hall, cleared his throat and added:
"However, because we've been designated as a model team, all the high-ranking officials from the city bureau will be inspecting the 23rd parish next month. Let me explain the work schedule for the next two weeks: traffic and street shops need to be thoroughly cleaned up to ensure the best possible cityscape for the arrival of the high-ranking officials..."

Upon hearing this, the envious gazes turned resentful.

Because the leaders' inspection meant that they wouldn't be able to slack off for the next two weeks. Everyone knew how chaotic and disorderly the 23rd parish was, and cleaning it up again would be exhausting.

Even Yan carefully shifted his position, moving slightly away from Milo to avoid those unfriendly gazes.

……

It was already night when the meeting ended, and Milo walked out of the guard post.

The colleagues who came along made no attempt to hide their displeasure.

For example, stretching and yawning as he strolled past Milo, muttering something sarcastic:

"Hey, go home and rest early. Get some rest and you'll be busy for the next two weeks."

Another example:
"He really doesn't know his own limitations. He hasn't even been to the law enforcement academy, yet he wants to pass the law enforcement officer exam. What a pipe dream. Tch."

"You're making everyone suffer because of you. What if you fail the exam and come back to work looking pathetic..."

……

Milo knew exactly what kind of bastards these were, so he ignored their sarcastic remarks and didn't bother with them.

But as soon as he stepped out of the guardhouse gate, someone grabbed his shoulder from behind.

Milo turned his head and saw "Dick," the biggest and dumbest guy in the guard team.

This guy is the most senior and seasoned member of the guard team. He's nearly 30 years old and has been with the team for about ten years. He's someone none of his colleagues dare to mess with.

He looked down at Milo, baring his teeth to reveal a set of large, yellow teeth, and said in a completely unquestionable tone:
"I'm leaving the cleaning up of that street to you, understand?"

As he spoke, he exhaled a cloud of secondhand smoke onto Milo's face.

This arrogant and domineering attitude is no different from that of a street thug.

Milo's tenure in the guard department was relatively short, only a few months. He usually kept a low profile and was practically invisible. He couldn't get along with the scoundrels in the room and only associated with Yan.

This is probably because this character was treated as someone who could be manipulated at will.

……

Milo looked at the two large nostrils with their intertwined nose hairs and nodded.

"Crack, bang!"

Clench your wrist, turn your body, and rotate your elbow.

With his back pressed against the other person's beer belly, he suddenly pulled.

A standard over-the-shoulder throw sent this idiot Dick crashing to the ground.

Then he patted the big fool on the back of the head:

"Why don't you let me handle the cleaning work for your mother as well?"

Perhaps in the eyes of a well-trained law enforcement officer like Rebecca, Milo was a frail little guard, but he was more than capable of dealing with this spineless coward who had been weakened by alcohol and sex.

Big Dick lay on the ground for a long time, unable to recover.

When he finally came to his senses and looked up, just as he was about to point at Milo's back and say something, Yan, who came out of the guard department gate, kicked him on the back of the head.

This kick, displaying the arrogance and domineering nature of a second-generation official, completely stunned Big Dick.

"You think you're so important, huh? What are you? Why did you have to mess with him of all people?"

After kicking him, Yan caught up with Milo while cursing.

……

...

"Don't bother arguing with that idiot. I'll have my brother-in-law kick him out later."

Yan, carrying her small schoolbag, followed Milo and tossed the schoolbag to Milo.

I found some good stuff for you these past few days.

Milo glanced at the little backpack: "Is this going to be another collection of stories about me and my landlady that I have to tell?"

"Tsk, why do you always think of me in such a filthy way?"

Yan Xingyun lit a cigarette smoothly and patted the small schoolbag in Milo's hand:

"I went through a lot of trouble to find this complete exam preparation guide. Don't let me down, kid. I heard that the written exam for law enforcement officers has very high requirements. Study hard, and I'll be waiting for you to take me to a pleasure house for free."

Milo weighed the heavy bag of books in his hand, somewhat surprised.

This should be the only thing he has done since he met Yan.

"Also, I told my brother-in-law that you should stay home and prepare for the exam for the next two weeks, and I'll be on duty by myself."

Yan added another sentence.

It's obvious he really wanted to shove the tricorn hat on the pleasure house girl's head and... you know...

The obsession runs deep.

Milo nodded:
"Okay, I'll treat you to drinks once I pass the test."

Yan shook his head repeatedly:
"Hey, no, no, no, why do we have to wait until we pass the test to drink? We'll drink tonight! I've already made a reservation at Mrs. Evelyn's place. Let's celebrate getting the test notification tonight, and we can talk about the test preparation tomorrow!"

"Hey no no no, I told you to study hard, why are you going to the bar?"

"Hey, go away, it's Sunday, we definitely have to have a couple of drinks."

"No, no, no, I still have to wash the dishes when I get home, and I also have to tutor Finn."

"Hey, you really aren't going? I've already made plans with several girls from art school..."

"Well, let's go then."

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(End of this chapter)