World War I

Chapter 71 Calculation
Luo Ye wished he could catch the spider, step on it to death, and then step on it again after it died!

As he was grumbling and cursing, Chrissy came into the office.

"Luo Ye, what's wrong with you? You vomit whenever you see something long. What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I'm just depressed."

"What are you depressed about?"

"Well, it's nothing. I want to eat—never mind. I don't want to eat anything."

Even though she was busy preparing dowries for others, the female doctor was still so generous.

"Luo Ye, you don't look very happy. Why are you unhappy about such a big case?"

Sonya was the first to enter the office to offer congratulations.

"What's there to congratulate? It's all in vain."

"Nonsense! The robbers were caught and the stolen goods were found. That's the perfect outcome. Chief Knuckles will definitely give you another promotion! He'll be so proud of it."

"It seems so. I should be happy!"

"Yes, I am happy. I must be happy."

"Okay, I'll be happy from now on."

In the evening, Luo Ye had to write a case report, and Director Knuckles said that a very detailed report was needed.

I picked up a pen, but didn't know how to write.

How do you write this report? Even if it is a true report and you solved the case yourself, how did you find the robbers' hideout and solve the case at the speed of light in such a short time? I called to ask for the location of the repair shop, and when I called again just after I put down the phone, I heard that the robbers were found.

Is it intuition, luck, coincidence? Forget it.

This was the first time Luo Ye had encountered such a case report. Even a police general would probably be troubled.

He put his pen down.

On the table were four boxes of cigars, a present of honor bestowed upon him by Chief Knuckles.

The robbers have been handed over to the county police department and are being interrogated personally by Chief Knuckles.

After lighting a cigar, he started coughing because of the cigar.

Chief Knuckles said it was the real deal.

But how come the real thing tastes worse than the fake one?

Looking at the white smoke rising from the cigar.

He grinned again.

Now it was time to test Turgenev's writing skills. He concluded that Turgenev would definitely call the female doctor's brother, and as quickly as possible.

As long as he made that call, the guy would definitely lie. No one can escape the magic of love.

When he thought of this, he smiled even more cunningly.

Should I check whether that female doctor has a boyfriend?
Thinking about this, well, it is necessary, but then I thought, damn, it’s not me who is dating a girlfriend, am I worrying too much? I’m not a matchmaker, and Turgenev won’t give me any matchmaking fees.

As the sky wants rain and the mother wants a dummy, let it be. While Luo Ye was writing his report, the researcher came to Turgenev's room.

"Captain, you guys are amazing. It only took two hours from the time the crime was discovered to the time the suspect was apprehended."

Turgenev was drinking.

His room was full of wine bottles. He had been drinking like crazy since he arrived at the Kursk Town Police Station. He did nothing but sleep and drink.

"Stop drinking, Captain. Why are you drinking again?"

"Yes, I've started drinking again. I can't sleep when I think of the way my comrades died. I can't sleep. As soon as I close my eyes, I think of their faces and hear their screams. Doctor, I'm a sinner, I'm a sinner, Doctor. I regret why I didn't listen to your advice and made unforgivable mistakes at the base, especially going into the forest. It was me who killed them. It was me."

After Turgenev finished speaking, he took a few big gulps and the bottle was empty.

"Turgenev, it's already happened, so don't dwell on it. The tragedy at the base isn't entirely your fault. You don't understand the power of the Mammoth Spirit. Think about it, ten years ago, thousands of people couldn't catch him. He was just a child back then, and now he's an adult. How can a mere thirty SWAT officers possibly catch him?"

Turgenev was holding the wine bottle and suddenly exerted force, causing the bottle to break.

His slap was bleeding.

"Captain, I know you feel guilty, but you can't do this."

When the researcher wanted to find some gauze, Turgenev stuck out his tongue and licked the blood off his palm bit by bit, just like a wolfhound.

He clenched his fists and said, "I will kill him! I will! I swear on my life!"

The researcher sighed.

"You're in a very bad state. Luo Ye is right to force you to work. I agree. You must adjust your state. It's not advisable to rush to the base. You have to trust Saranch's judgment—"

Turgenev banged his fist on the table.

"It's precisely because he's injured that we have the opportunity to take action. But that damn Luo Ye just doesn't agree, and he even said it would take ten days. What if his injuries recover in ten days?"

The researcher fell into deep thought.

"Captain, whatever you can think of, the Mammoth Spirit will surely think of it. I advise you to listen to Saranch. As long as we can find a breakthrough with Mark, we might be able to find the Mammoth Spirit. We've already confirmed that Mark must have been poisoned by the half-skull potion. The reason his mouth stinks so much is that the Mammoth Spirit forcibly resurrected him. My guess is that Mark can't be considered a fully alive person. Of course, we still need evidence. Saranch is looking for it. You have to be patient."

"I don't want to find evidence. I just want to kill him. I want to tear him into pieces and scatter his bones and ashes in my own way—"

After saying that, he picked up another bottle of wine, flicked it lightly with his fingernail, and the bottle cap flew away.

The doctor exerted force with both hands and suddenly snatched the bottle from him.

"That's enough, Captain. Your condition is worrying. It's really worrying. You can't do this! Remember my words. Catching the Mammoth Spirit is not just your job. It requires coordination between many departments—"

Turgenev smiled bitterly. "Doctor, don't worry about my condition. Do you think I'll die? I'm going to run into that damned Mammoth again, that Product One. Will I die? You know him so well. I want to hear your side of things. Don't lie to me, absolutely don't lie to me. I want to hear the truth. You must tell me the truth."

"True?"

"Yes, if you don't tell me the truth, I won't be able to sleep tonight either."

"What—what—did you mean?"

"Regarding Luo Ye, that guy was playing tricks on me. Well, it was really, how should I put it, unacceptable. I fell for it. I was fooled around by a trainee police officer. What on earth is going on? How could this happen?"

"It's about a robbery, right? Is Luo Ye up to something again?"

(End of this chapter)