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Chapter 40

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The wagon was moving at a fast speed.

Kieran and Hunter's bodies were shaking uncontrollably as the wheels of the carriage came in contact with the ground, but neither of them said anything.

Hunter was worried about his daughter.

Kieran, on the other hand, was thinking about the dungeon before him.

"The dungeon is random!"

Kieran had asked Lawless before how the dungeon was created, and Lawless had given him an affirmative answer.

Another problem had arisen.

What if the players who entered the dungeon did not have a skill like [Tracking]?

The answer was obvious.

The dungeon had been set up from the start.

When Kieran came back to his senses, he was already in the wagon, heading towards Hunter's manor.

It was not a "free" state.

It was a "plot" state in the game.

No matter what the players were or what skills they had, they would automatically enter this state.

As long as the players did not do anything that went against their identity, they would go straight to the current mission, which was to check on the body.

Kieran guessed that even if the players did something that went against their identity, as long as they did not endanger the lives of the NPCs around them, they would be ignored by Hunter.

The only difference between the two was the stack of money in Kieran's pocket.

If they performed well, they would get a deposit.

If they performed poorly, they would come empty-handed.

As for those who wanted to die?

That meant he was really going to die!

The guards in the manor were not just for show.

Kieran squinted his eyes, thinking about what might happen next.

Obviously, the body that had been discovered was not the missing Altilly. His main mission was to find her or her body.

Even though it was his first dungeon, the rules of the underground game would not be as simple as the newbie dungeon.

So, the focus should not be on the body.

The focus should be on Chief Officer John.

According to his memory, the Chief Officer was an acquaintance of his. They could even be considered friends.

If he had a friend like that, the difficulty of finding Altilly would be much lower.

Asking for help from the Chief Officer would be a natural choice for the players.

But what about the body that was supposed to be the catalyst?

"Sub mission!"

Kieran's squinted eyes shone brightly.

As a friend, the sheriff can help the player.

Using the same logic, the players could also choose to help the chief officer.

Naturally, Kieran was determined to help.

He did not forget the goal he had set before. In this dungeon, not only did he have to complete the main quest, but he also had to complete the side quest and title quest as much as possible.

The carriage sped along.

After entering the city, he did not slow down.

The coachman kept calling out to the pedestrians to give way.

Beside the wagoner, the uniformed police officer who was on his way to the manor to report the news made the citizens cooperate and move aside.

The carriage stopped in front of the police station after half an hour.

Without waiting for the coachman to open the door, Hunter opened it himself and got off.

Kieran followed him down the carriage and looked up at the police station in front of him.

The entrance wasn't big, and it was three stories high.

If it weren't for the policemen standing guard at the entrance and the patrolmen going in and out, this place would look more like a grocery store than a police station.

The main reason was that it was too noisy inside. Shouts and curses were coming from all directions.

The police officer led the way, allowing Kieran and Hunter to enter the station without any hindrance.

Hunter was burning with anxiety as he followed closely behind Kieran.

Kieran, on the other hand, had some free time to check his surroundings.

He saw a lot of 'prisoners' dressed in ordinary clothes, some of them even a little dirty. They were locked in simple cells. Most of them were very young, with unruly expressions on their faces. They confronted the police officers working outside through the iron bars. From time to time, they would curse out loud, causing the police officers to retaliate. Then, these people would immediately laugh out loud. Although they would be beaten up miserably later on, they seemed to be enjoying it.

One or two of them were very eye-catching though.

Every cursing and scolding was initiated by the culprit.

Even though the culprit was quite a distance away from Kieran and had hidden himself well, Kieran's E + Intuition allowed him to see the whole process easily.

"Gang members?"

Kieran guessed when he saw the scene before him.

However, before Kieran could confirm it further, Kieran's eyes lit up.

The police officer leading the way had already gone through the hall.

Kieran had to hurry up and catch up.

The morgue.

In the basement — not the entire basement, only about a quarter of the place was used as a morgue. The rest of the place should be a place to store evidence or other items.

As they walked down the stairs, the light from the fire lit up the darkness.

Although there were electric lights, kerosene lamps and candles were still used. Kieran raised his head and looked at the strange-looking electric light. Inside the sealed glass bottle was a filament that looked like bamboo fiber, but it was black in color.

It was different from the electric lights that he was familiar with.

It should be the first model of electric light.

The first model meant that it was simple and expensive.

So, it was not strange to use the original lighting tools.

The police officer leading the way stopped in his tracks.

A tall, buff middle-aged man was standing there, waiting for him.

With the help of the candlelight, Kieran could clearly see the man's rough face and overly buff body. Even though he was wearing an extra large uniform, the man's muscles were stretched tight.

A lit cigarette was in the man's hand, and there were already three to four cigarette butts on the floor.

It seemed like the man had been waiting for a while.

According to Kieran's simple memory, the man was his acquaintance and friend, Chief Officer John.

"Kieran!"

The man saw Kieran approaching and greeted him. He then looked at Hunter.

"I can't be sure if that's Miss Altilly Hunter, but I hope you're prepared. Even though I've been handling cases for many years, this is the first time I've seen such a gruesome corpse!

Don't worry, I've prepared myself! "

Hunter replied.

The conversation between the two of them was extremely cold.

It seemed like the conflict between them was not as simple as Hunter had told Kieran.

The chief officer opened the door behind him and walked in first.

Kieran and Hunter entered the room in a single file. The police officer who accompanied them left the door ajar and stood guard outside.

The smell of blood mixed with the smell of alcohol filled the small room.

On a wooden bed, a dead body was covered.

It was not a white cloth, but a sewn up cowhide.

Hunter reached out his hand and grabbed a corner of the cowhide. His hand was trembling, and he looked like he was struggling.

He was worried that he would see something he did not want to see.

Finally, the cowhide was lifted.

Just like Chief Officer John had said, it was a gruesome corpse.

The face was a bloody mess, the chest and abdomen were cut open, and the organs were nowhere to be found. All that was left was an empty shell, like a slaughtered animal hanging on a meat hook.

Her red hair had been soaked in blood, making it look even more attractive.

That was the only thing that connected the body to Altilly Hunter.

In the oil painting that Kieran had seen before, the missing lady had also had a head of dazzling red hair like the one she had seen before.

Kieran examined the body, not feeling the slightest bit of discomfort.

The battles in the newbie dungeon had made him used to all kinds of corpses. A body that had been blasted by a rocket would definitely look worse than the one before him.

Hunter did not feel any discomfort either.

On the contrary, the merchant carefully observed the body.

Two minutes later, he let out a long sigh.

"She's not Altilly!

Although she has the same red hair as Altilly, she doesn't have earlobes, and the skin on her arms is a lot rougher than Altilly's! "

Hunter said confidently.

His face was filled with relief.

Then, Hunter seemed to realize that it was inappropriate for him to rejoice in front of the dead.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!

Chief Officer John, I'm willing to offer a reward of 100 dollars to help this poor lady find her killer! "

Hunter quickly added.

"Okay!"

John nodded. He was not excited by the reward. He brought Kieran and Hunter out of the room and headed upstairs to the hall.

Hunter was about to leave when he reached the corridor.

"Sir Kieran, I have to leave now. I'm worried about my wife!

I hope you can help me find Altilly as soon as possible! "

Hunter said.

"Of course!"

Kieran promised.

Then, Hunter left the place quickly.

Kieran watched her get into the wagon before he turned around to Chief Officer John.

"This is not the place to talk. Let's go to my office!"

John said before Kieran could say anything.

"Okay!"

Kieran did not reject.

The chief officer's office was on the second floor. It wasn't big, but it was bright enough. There was a desk, a few chairs, and a cabinet filled with documents.

"What's going on downstairs?"

Kieran asked slowly.

He had been thinking about how to accept the Sub Mission when he was in the wagon. Using what he had seen and heard when he first entered the station as a starting point was no doubt the best choice.

"A week ago, the underground boss of this district, 'Black Hand' Jimmy, was assassinated!"

"Although we didn't find that guy's body, the whole area is in a mess!"

Those who want to find the killer, those who want to be promoted, and those from other blocks have started to take action!

There are at least a dozen fights every day. You saw the guys locked up outside, right? In a few days, my place will be full of people!

The worst thing is that there's a murder case! I don't have enough men to handle it! "

John's angry voice sounded in Kieran's ears.

"That's why it's important to have friends. I'll help you solve this murder case!"

Kieran said directly.

Following Kieran's words, notifications started to pop up in his vision.

[Sub Mission Unlocked: The Female Body in the Station]

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