'Stronger than me?
How dare you! '
Ferris squinted his eyes at the cellar, the cold air gushing out of his body uncontrollably.
For Ferris, who was always calm, there were few things that could excite him.
Unless …
It was related to Kieran!
That was the case.
After he became Kieran's follower, he had always considered himself as Kieran's strongest follower.
After all, he didn't think much of Bloodman Odork.
However, Bloody Mary was different.
Pudding clearly felt how powerful Bloody Mary was.
On top of that, Bloody Mary's power was accompanied by a sense of strangeness.
The strangeness was what scared Ferris the most.
Without a doubt, Bloody Mary was his biggest competitor to become the lord's strongest follower.
"Maybe I'm a little behind now.
But I'll catch up. "
Ferris didn't hide his thoughts and spoke to the cellar.
Of course, he wouldn't jump down and argue with Bloody Mary out of impulse.
He didn't want to ruin his lord's plan because of his recklessness.
Turning around, Ferris picked up the umbrella standing at the door and hurriedly disappeared into the curtain of rain.
…
As night fell, the rain got lighter but it didn't stop the residents of Alkender City from going home early.
Of course.
Among them, some were destined to be busy.
Pudder looked at the many bodies in front of him with a heavy expression.
Other than the two corpses that had been burnt to a crisp in the wreckage of the car, the rest of the corpses were all strange.
One of them looked like he was sprayed with liquid nitrogen, turning into an ice sculpture.
The other one looked like he was smashed multiple times by a steam hammer, turning into a pile of mud, not even his face was recognizable.
The remaining six were all hanged to death.
Their tongues were pulled out and wrapped around their necks. Pudder could tell this person was a professional.
He didn't tear the tongues off during the process and perfectly covered the ropes that were used to hang them to death.
From afar, the six of them really looked like they were hung to death by their own tongues.
However, the reason for Pudder's heavy expression wasn't because of the way they died.
It was their identities.
"Are you sure?"
Pudder asked his aide.
"We can't confirm the smashed meat paste and the two charred corpses, but we can confirm the rest."
"They are the so-called 'Dark Night Squad'."
The young assistant's face was slightly pale, and he tried not to breathe as he spoke.
It was too bloody.
The young assistant, who thought he was brave, threw up the moment he got out of the car and saw the charred and mud-like corpse.
Then, when he checked the hanged and frozen bodies, he couldn't help but vomit again.
"Relax."
"Next time, remember to bring a peppermint."
"It will help you get used to it quickly."
Pudder took out the peppermint candy in his hand and tossed one to his assistant when he saw how helpless the tall assistant was like a little girl.
The assistant immediately swallowed the mint. The coldness on the tip of his tongue made him feel a little better.
"What should we do?"
The assistant pointed at the corpse and asked.
"Follow the rules."
"Where's the surveillance?"
"Did you find anything inside?"
Pudder then walked back to the body after saying that.
Pudder didn't have a good impression of the so-called 'Dark Night Squad', but it didn't mean he would give up on his duty.
"Nothing!
The surveillance here has been hacked, there are no records.
Besides, because of the heavy rain today and this place is secluded, no one saw anything unusual. "
The assistant reported.
"Hacked again?"
"Are those people from the technology department really useless?"
Pudder frowned and scolded the assistant softly.
The assistant bitterly smiled but didn't say anything.
He knew his colleagues in the tech department had tried their best, but the old equipment, the lack of funds, and the ever-changing city made the tech department, which was already short on manpower, even more so. From a certain aspect, Alkender City's tech department was barely functioning.
Pudder didn't know about all that.
Or rather, the chief officer was purposely pushed out of the circle.
The assistant couldn't help but sigh when he saw how serious the chief officer was in investigating the crime scene.
He really wanted to tell the chief officer the truth, but he couldn't utter a word.
He knew once he spoke, not only would it not solve the problem, it would only worsen the situation.
Just when the young assistant was in a dilemma, a car further away drove into the crime scene, ignoring the officers' attempts to stop it.
Everyone's attention was attracted to the car.
The car door was opened and a tall man came down. He was wearing a black suit and leather shoes, his face was cold and expressionless, like a robot.
His gait was as if he had measured it, and every step he took was exactly the same distance.
"Hold it right there!"
Pudder shouted. The officers around him even pulled out their guns and pointed at the man.
However, the man didn't care and walked towards the body.
"Put down your guns!
All of you, put down your guns! "
An exasperated voice came from inside the car. A short man with white hair and a big belly jumped down from the car.
"Chief?"
The officers around him were stunned, instinctively putting away their guns.
"Pudder, this is none of your business."
The short man waved at the chief officer and ran towards the tall man. Before he reached the tall man, the chief officer asked in a flattering tone, "Sir Major, do you have any other orders?"
The major?
The Union Army?
Everyone at the scene clearly heard the chief officer's words.
Then, everyone thought of the rumor that the Dark Night Squad was part of the military.
Could the rumor be true?
Even the chief officer raised an eyebrow.
"Which one of you is Chief Officer Pudder?"
The tall major asked directly.
"That bastard Pudder is still recuperating from the Thousand-faced Man incident. If you want to see him, I'll send someone to inform him right away."
The short man said with an apologetic look.
His hands behind his back were gesturing at Pudder repeatedly, signaling him to disappear.
"Chief Steve, do you think I'm an idiot?"
The major turned his head and stared at the director. The oppressive feeling in his eyes made Steve's forehead start to sweat.
"No, no.
How dare I?
It's just that Pudder is really still recuperating. "
Steve waved his hands repeatedly, looking terrified.
He saw Pudder standing still with the corner of his eyes, his heart filled with anxiety.
He didn't know what the major's orders were, but he knew that he wouldn't have a good ending if he got involved with these people.
So when he got off the car, he stated the major's identity, telling his men not to act rashly.
However, out of his expectation, the major didn't seem to care about the Dark Night Squad's life or death, instead, he was interested in his right-hand man, Pudder.
Could it be that Pudder unintentionally offended the military?
The thought popped up in Steve's mind almost uncontrollably.
Then, it was swiftly acknowledged by Steve.
He knew Pudder's character very well.
Stubborn, going by the book and always persevering.
He had to get to the bottom of some things that should have been brushed aside.
Because of that, Pudder was still a chief officer despite his numerous meritorious deeds.
But no matter what, Pudder was still his subordinate.
He had no reason to toss his man out.
"Sir Major, please follow me, I'll bring you to the rehabilitation center to find Pudder."
Steve said.
He wanted to bring the major who appeared out of nowhere for a day trip around Alkender City.
He would then ask Pudder to leave for a while.
As for not being able to find him?
Pudder wasn't paralyzed, he could walk on his own. What was so strange about him leaving?
"Is that so?"
The big and tall major laughed coldly and pushed Steve away. The short and old Steve fell to the ground.
The officers around him raised their guns again, each of them looking at the big and tall major in an unfriendly manner.
Steve might seem a little shameless but he treated them well during normal times, working hard to fight for what they deserved and standing in front of them without backing down during crucial moments, shielding them from the wind and rain. Now that he was pushed down by someone, the person who pushed him would naturally infuriate the officers.
"I'm fine!
I'm fine!
Put down your guns! "
Steve crawled up from the ground and shouted at the officers.
Although the Union Army couldn't directly intervene in Alkender City, Steve knew some insider information and he would never want his men to clash with the Union Army.
The ones who would suffer would be his men.
"Sir major, your strength is really great, but Pudder …" Pudder's expression changed.
"Why are you looking for me?"
Steve put on a bashful smile and leaned over again. He wanted to say something, but he was stopped by the middle-aged chief officer.
Steve widened his eyes and glared at Pudder angrily.
The chief officer patted Steve's shoulder with a smile to express his gratitude.
His personality had determined that he would never hide behind Steve.
Likewise, he also knew he couldn't hide.
The major seemed to have come prepared, he wouldn't be fooled by a few words from Steve.
"Follow me."
The major then returned to the car.
Pudder gestured at Steve to reassure him and followed him.
Steve's face changed repeatedly when he saw the car start up. He then walked to the police cruiser, picked up the walkie-talkie and switched it to a special channel.
He couldn't afford to offend the Union Army.
However, he had to protect Pudder.
Therefore, he had to find someone who could afford to offend the Union Army.
Such as the mayor from the senate.
…
"I thought Steve was a greedy old b * stard who did not do his job and did not do anything."
The major was the first to speak in the car.
"Since when did the Union Army care so much about the local government?
A major like you to boot! "
The chief officer said with a cold laugh.
A major couldn't represent the military, let alone meddling in Alkender City's affairs. Pudder's words were purely mocking the major.
As for why?
It was because of how the major addressed Steve.
Even though they often called Steve an old bastard, old bastard, etc., there wasn't any malicious intent behind it.
Besides, they were on the same side.
An outsider calling Steve like that naturally raised Pudder's displeasure.
Plus all the previous incidents, Pudder had categorized the major as a hateful person.
However, in the face of such mockery, the major shook his head nonchalantly.
"I don't care about Alkender City.
"I'm related to someone in Alkender City.
Who is this person?
If it's me, I'm really flattered. "
Pudder laid his hands open, looking like he was waiting for an answer.
"Not you.
But I do have something to do with you. "
“2567！”
The major uttered the name.
2567？
Pudder was stunned. He then realized the car was heading towards Randletine Street.
"You are looking for 2567?
"Then, you think he and I are on good terms?"
That's why you dragged me into this?
I really suspect that your intelligence department is eating sh * t. Where did you get the idea that we are close? "
Pudder laughed as he said.
He laughed so hard that he almost cried.
"It's not that we are close.
We are not close. "
The major suddenly raised his hand and tried to grab Pudder.
The space in the car was narrow, Pudder couldn't dodge at all. When he saw the hand coming at him, he swung his elbow at the major's ribs.
Bang!
The elbow strike that could break a common man's ribs was useless against the major. Instead, Pudder felt an excruciating pain in his elbow, as if he had punched a steel plate. More importantly, his neck was being choked by the major's hand.
The major exerted a little force and Pudder couldn't help but open his mouth.
Then, a capsule was tossed into Pudder's mouth.
"Cough, Cough Cough!"
Pudder coughed repeatedly, scratching his throat, trying to cough the capsule out but it was useless.
"What the hell is that?"
Pudder glared at the major angrily.
"Good stuff!
Something common people can't even get their hands on!
And you?
You are a lucky bastard, if it wasn't for … "
The major was still talking but Pudder couldn't hear what he was saying anymore.
An intense sense of fatigue surged through him like a tide. He struggled to open his eyes, but in the end, he still closed them.
The major laughed coldly when he saw the unconscious Pudder.
"You really think killing Larcy is without a price?
Hurry up! "
The major ordered.
The car instantly sped up to twice its original speed.
10 minutes later, the car stopped in front of Randletine Street 17th.
Grabbing the unconscious Pudder, the major got off the car, walked to the door and knocked on it.
Dok, Dok Dok.
After the clear knocks, an electronic voice came from the room.
"I'm sorry, the master has something to attend to and won't be seeing anyone. Please come back later."
"…"
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