After introducing himself, Senior Inspector John Duncan took out his police badge from his pocket and showed it to Connor according to the regulations of the Kaman Empire Police Enforcement Regulations.
Connor glanced at the bright red seal of the Metropolitan Police Department on the badge and nodded with a smile. He then turned his attention to the shy girl beside the Senior Inspector. To Connor's surprise, just as the girl was about to introduce herself to Connor, John Duncan suddenly said, "This is my clerk, Kelly. She will be in charge of recording the conversation between me and Mr. Connor today!"
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Connor!" The shy Miss Kelly greeted Connor.
Connor looked at the girl with interest and also greeted her politely, "Nice to meet you, Miss Kelly!"
After greeting them, Connor gestured for the two officers to sit on the sofa. He then said casually, "Officers, would you like to have a drink? I have gin, whiskey, gin, rum …"
Regarding Connor's enthusiasm, both the senior inspector and the police officer shook their heads and chose to refuse.
"Alright!" Connor shrugged and sat on the sofa. He asked Mr. John Dunn, "The police who were assigned to watch me near my apartment should be your subordinates, right?"
Hearing Connor's question, before John Dunn could reply, Miss Kelly, who was sitting beside John Dunn, took out a pen and a blue notebook with the badge of Carman Metropolitan Police Department from her pocket in a serious manner and started to write down the information.
Seeing Miss Kelly really recording his conversation with John Dunn and the shy look on her face, Connor shook his head helplessly.
"That's right, the police who were assigned to watch you are my subordinates. They received my orders to monitor you, Connor Ferguson!" John Duncan stared at Connor with his eagle-like eyes. It seemed like he wanted to see what he wanted from Connor's face. He didn't want to beat around the bush and directly admitted to Connor's question.
"Very good! Inspector John, I admire your straightforwardness. Can you tell me the reason why you were assigned to watch me? I believe you wouldn't arrange for the Empire's police to monitor a law-abiding citizen of the Empire, a hereditary noble of the Empire, without any reason! " Connor, who was leaning on the sofa, didn't avoid John Duncan's gaze. The two of them exchanged glances.
"I wonder if Mr. Connor has seen the newspaper you just bought?" John Duncan tapped his finger on the Loen Morning Post on the table between him and Connor and said in a deep voice,
Following John Duncan's finger, Connor sized up today's Loen Morning Post. He had just bought the newspaper. Besides, buying the newspaper was only an excuse for Connor to contact the young policeman, so he hadn't had the time to read it.
John Duncan seemed to think that Connor was acting as a sneer suffused on his lips. Then, he picked up the newspaper on the table and handed it to Connor as he said mockingly, "If Mr. Connor hasn't read it, you can take a look at the headlines of today's Loen Morning Post. I believe that a hereditary noble of the Empire with a good reputation like you, Mr. Connor, will definitely be very interested in it!"
Sensing John Duncan's mocking tone, Connor took the newspaper that John Duncan handed to him. He saw that the first bloody headline was "Homicidal Devil Appears in Loen? A Young Girl in Her Prime Ends Up in the Streets! "
Upon seeing this headline, Connor felt a little uneasy. When he scanned through the content, Connor narrowed his eyes.
To put it simply, two days ago, an old scavenger found a gunny sack in a trash can on Gerrard Street in the northern suburbs of Loen. And in the gunny sack was none other than a part of an S body. To be precise, it was the left thigh of a young woman.
The discovery of the corpse was such a huge matter that the old scavenger was naturally scared out of his wits. Then, he immediately called the police. With the S body in front of him, it was obvious that this was an extremely vile case of S&S corpses. The Loen Metropolitan Police Department immediately placed great importance on it and appointed Senior Inspector John Duncan, who had appeared in front of Connor, to be in charge of investigating the case!
Putting down the newspaper, Connor, who was full of doubts, asked John Duncan in puzzlement, "Mr. Senior Inspector, can I interpret your appearance here as you believing that this case has something to do with me, Connor Ferguson?"
"I didn't say that …" Hearing Connor's inquiry, John Duncan denied verbally, but there was no doubt that he meant it.
"What exactly happened?" Resisting the urge to directly use the Mind Manipulation on the Senior Inspector in front of him, Connor questioned in a cold voice.
"Now, I have a few questions that I would like to ask you, Mr. Connor. I hope that Mr. Connor can tell us everything you know!" Ignoring Connor's questioning, John Duncan continued.
"I understand. I will cooperate with the investigation of the Metropolitan Police Department, but I want to say that this matter has nothing to do with me!" Although his heart was full of anger and doubts, Connor still calmed down and kept his voice calm.
"Mr. Connor, whether this matter has anything to do with you or not, it's not up to you to decide. It's up to me to decide!" While saying this, John Duncan stared at Connor and tapped his fingers on the table heavily.
Connor, who was so angry that he laughed, revealed a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth. Then, he leaned on the soft sofa at home, crossed his legs, and pointed at John Duncan. "Ask away!"
"Connor Ferguson, do you know Miss Jane Adele, a sophomore at the Music School of Greene University?" Seeing Connor's arrogant attitude, John Duncan's eyes revealed a touch of anger, but he still restrained himself and asked his first question calmly.
Now, Connor was still a hereditary noble and the heir of an earl. In the absence of conclusive evidence to prove that Connor had committed a crime, he, a Senior Inspector of the Loen Metropolitan Police Department, who was incomparably dignified in front of ordinary people, couldn't do anything to Connor. Even if he spoke disrespectfully to Connor, the House of Lords, which represented the nobles, would complain to the Metropolitan Police Department about him!
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