Chapter 673
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Kieran wasn't surprised at all when he saw Teresa following him in her car through the rearview mirror.
Teresa wasn't the young Hoskin beside him.
After the previous scene, if Teresa still allowed Hoskin to look at him, Kieran would really doubt how Teresa became the chief officer in the first place.
"She might look angry but she is actually extremely calm. She knows forcefully pressuring us will only produce the opposite effect. Instead, she allowed us to move and followed us … I guess that anger just now was mostly an act right?"
Kieran couldn't hold back his smile.
He didn't even care about Teresa following him.
Even from a certain aspect, Kieran really hoped that she would follow him.
After all, compared to Hoskin beside him, Teresa had more information about the Winchester House explosion case.
It was very important for Kieran since he had to search for his main mission.
Because Kieran had reason to believe that the main mission should be related to the Winchester House explosion case, at least it was a clue.
Otherwise, the room key wouldn't have appeared in his pocket.
As for the possibility of it being unrelated?
It wasn't completely impossible.
But it was almost negligible!
Every dungeon world was a real world and trying to search for a main mission in a real world where all sorts of incidents happened every day was like searching for a needle in a haystack. The difficulty level was so high that it would strike despair in one's heart.
But what if such a thing really happened?
Kieran who was a suspicious person couldn't help but face the possibility.
"If such a possibility really happened, then I'll have to think from a different direction. Although every dungeon world is as big as the real world, each of them has a certain theme that can be followed and the main mission is closely related to the theme. Survival in the newbie dungeon, searching in the first dungeon world, the spirits on the Devil Island and the mystical shaman dungeon that spawned from them. Even the monsters, fiends and wars are all the same!"
"Then …"
"What is the theme of the current dungeon world?
Or should I say, what does the system want me to do? "
Kieran squinted his eyes and tried to recall carefully.
Unfortunately, he got nothing.
It had been less than a day since Kieran had entered this dungeon world. Without any relevant memories, it was too difficult for him to confirm the theme of the dungeon.
Hu!
In the end, Kieran took a deep breath and temporarily gave up on such useless thoughts.
He began to focus on the useful information in front of him.
"Do you know anything about the guy we're looking for?"
Kieran asked.
"That guy was called Barney, nicknamed 'Jackal'. He was the gang leader of the street I was in charge of. He was a drug addict. When he was young, he was suspected of being involved in a murder case, but in the end, he was pardoned by the judge due to lack of evidence. That experience made him think of it as fame, and he gathered a group of people to start selling illegal drugs. Then, two years ago, he completely controlled the underground business in that street. The prostitutes, the gangsters, the nightclubs, all the places were under his control! It can be said that most of the illegal incidents in that district are related to him! "
Hoskin's face was filled with hatred when he said those words.
The young officer's heart of justice would never allow such a scumbag to exist in the world.
Kieran, on the other hand, was concerned about another aspect.
"Even though he relied on his reputation as a murderer to bluff a lot of his men, if he didn't have some capabilities, he wouldn't have been able to truly control a street. Besides, not everyone could have a nickname like 'Jackal', they should at least be cunning and vicious."
A person's name might be wrong because of their parents or something else.
But the name given by others wouldn't be the same.
"This kind of person would never pay attention to an explosion case without a reason!"
Kieran was even more certain of his guess.
Half an hour later, Kieran and Hoskin were standing in front of a nightclub's entrance.
"Dancing Lady"!
The neon lights of the nightclub formed the name. The door was locked and there was a pile of trash in front of the door.
For any nightclub, the period from sunrise to sunset was night time.
Of course, that was only for those who didn't know the inside story.
"This way!"
Hoskin glanced over the trash on the ground and walked to the alley beside with familiarity.
At the end of the alley, there was a short door.
"The trash is actually the signal to knock on the door."
Hoskin said as he raised his hand to knock on the door.
Tssk Gak!
The moment Hoskin's finger knocked on the door, the short door opened up.
A pitch-black doorway appeared in front of him.
The bloody stench that assaulted Hoskin's face made him turn pale.
"Careful!"
The young officer pulled out his gun and pointed at the darkness before him, warning Kieran.
He then wanted to go down.
Behind the short door wasn't a straight path but a flight of stairs that led downwards. One would have to bend down to go through the short door and step on the stairs to enter the place.
As for the people inside, they could straighten their backs and squeeze in smoothly.
In simple words, it was easy to defend but hard to attack.
Kieran raised his hand and grabbed Hoskin's shoulder, pulling him back to his side.
"Don't move if you don't want to be blasted to pieces!"
Kieran bent down and took out the lighter from his pocket while facing the puzzled Hoskin.
Pak!
After the lighter was ignited, a cluster of flame lit up the stairs before Hoskin.
Hoskin saw at a glance a thin thread running across the staircase.
Cold sweat instantly covered the young officer's forehead.
Hoskin wasn't an idiot, he knew what the wire was for and what would happen if he stepped on it.
Kieran held the lighter up and crawled into the short door. He took a glance inside and then backed out.
"Call the bomb disposal experts!
The thing inside isn't something we can handle! "
Kieran said.
It wasn't a simple trap bomb made from a hand grenade but a real bomb connected to an electronic device.
Kieran couldn't guarantee what would happen if he cut the wire.
"O-Okay!"
Hoskin nodded in gratitude at Kieran after brushing shoulders with death. He then took out his phone and dialed a number.
The phone rang at the entrance of the alleyway.
Hoskin was astonished when he saw Teresa walking in from the entrance of the alleyway.
"Chief, you?
As a police officer, you didn't notice you were being followed? I really wonder how you got into the crime unit! "
Teresa spoke first to gain the upper hand.
Hoskin's face instantly showed shame.
Teresa didn't care about her young subordinate, she looked at Kieran who was calm and didn't seem surprised at all.
She could tell Kieran had noticed her from the start.
It made Teresa frown.
Though, she didn't want to dwell on the topic.
"What did you guys find?"
She asked.
"Chief, it's a bomb!"
Hoskin reported quickly. Kieran lit up the place with his lighter again.
When Teresa saw the wire, she mimicked Kieran and poked her head into the alleyway to have a look. She then took out her phone and reported.
She then looked at Kieran again.
"I think we need to talk."
Teresa said.
"I think so too."
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