The Death Knight of the Secret World

Chapter 10 0010. The second corpse case
Stables in the backyard of Nancheng District Police Station
Beomy traded two boxes of donuts for one key, the key to the stable storeroom.

According to the wishes of the two night shift servants, he could take out a little fodder to feed the horses.It's grass, but it's not grass at all, but several kinds of grains and alfalfa. Beomi even saw a bag of soybeans and half a bag of peas.

A municipal unit like the police station is still very wealthy, and the food for horses is almost the same as the food for people in the slums.

Moreover, the Nancheng Sub-bureau covers a large area. According to Beomi's estimation, it is one size larger than the small manor yesterday, with four or five acres of land.

The outermost police station building occupies almost one-third of the area. The first floor is the office hall, the second floor is the offices of various departments, and the third floor is the file room and the lounge of several big bosses.

Well, the police station provides private dormitories for the branch chief and deputy chief and several senior management, and there are even small kitchens and bathrooms.But the big guys didn't seem to have lived here, at most they would rest in the dormitory during their lunch break.

These bigwigs have more than one property in Backlund, ranging from large bungalows to small villas.Although it is difficult to maintain the daily wear and tear of the villa with their wages, they still have... because these few are all from minor noble backgrounds.There are not only workshops and factories in the family, but also various industries such as shops facing the street, and the director of the branch is even a lord with a fief.Not only can they receive wages from the unit, the kingdom even has a fixed [annuity] for them!

And the squad leader and the heads of each department in the police station are also decent people, according to what Beomi learned.There are a few of them who are richer than the father who started the workshop before Beomi, and at least they all look like a bungalow with a large viewing balcony.

Ordinary policemen in the police station can only be regarded as ordinary citizens. The better ones may be mixed with a bungalow, which is usually a small two-story house at most.

And municipal departments like the police station also have a special function—some of its less important departments are used to [place] those disabled and retired [Kingdom Heroes].

For example, old Barton, the caretaker of the mortuary, is lame, and he is a veteran.The person in charge of the stables is the widow of a martyr.It is said that this is a lady in her early thirties, but her husband was a naval officer who died in the line of duty 12 years ago at the age of... 58 years old.

That is to say, the old couple and the young wife in the legend, and after only a few months of marriage, the old navy who was about to be promoted to the rank of school was in the battle to hunt down the pirates... died in the line of duty.

This Mrs. Eisenhower doesn't usually come to work, but only occasionally. It is her nephew who stays here to work every day.

It is said that this young man surnamed Donald is about 20 years old. He eats, drinks, prostitutes, gambles and smokes all kinds of drugs.

So, he recruited a few [temporary workers] to work for him. In fact, they don't usually have much work, mainly feeding the horses and cleaning the stables.

Beomy had finished feeding the poor black horse, which had been starving all night, before the stable laborers arrived belatedly.

Seeing that there was an extra horse in the stable, several temporary workers were a little overwhelmed.If there was one less horse, they would probably be hanged up and beaten by Donald, but there was one more horse...how to do it?
"This is the horse from the House of Mr. Member yesterday, and the carriage is over there!" Beomi explained the situation to several stable workers while brushing the black horse.

"Yesterday we went to [cleaning] outside the city and worked until late. When we came back, it was dark, so we drove the carriage to the police station!"

The one who seemed to be the leader of the temporary workers came over: "Did you discover the dismemberment case yesterday?"

"Yes! Because the scene of the crime is a bit..." Beomi shrugged: "So the congressman asked us to help with some things, and this carriage was left for us by the housekeeper!"

Hearing Beomy talk about yesterday's dismemberment case, several temporary workers were a little strange.This kind of vicious homicide, which is full of guts, is rare in Backlund.

It wasn't bloody or anything, the law and order situation in Backlund was so bad, and various corpse cases often appeared in various alleys, the civilians in Backlund were almost numb.This time, the body dismemberment case has made such a big noise, but it's mainly because...it's disgusting.

"Look at your face, is it Aroben who hired you as a... apprentice?" The leader asked casually.

"Yes, I'm [Sweeper] Apprentice Beomy Corleone!" Beomy introduced herself hastily.

"I'm the temporary manager of the stables, Donatello, you can call me Dona!" The manager stretched out his right hand and shook Beomie.

"Hello Mr. Taylor!"

After getting to know each other for a while, Donatello directed a few younger brothers to clean up the horse manure in the stables and let them start feeding the horses.And he and Beomi went to the open space next to it... to smoke.

"How is it, is the work of [sweeper] still suitable?" Donatello took the cigarette handed over by Beomie, lit it skillfully, and then started chatting.

"It's okay, it's just a little..." After lighting the cigarette, Beomie squatted there and began to puff like Donatello.

"It might be a bit disgusting at first, but you'll get used to it after a long time!" Donatello looked like someone who had experienced it: "Where's that old hunchback Arroben?"

"Well... because I was busy last night too late, Mr. Aroben was not in good health and felt a little uncomfortable, so I asked for leave!"

"This old hunchback has been lazy since he got an apprentice!" Donatello curled his lips in disdain: "He must have drunk too much yesterday!"

"Uh..." Beomi was a little embarrassed to be pointed out!
"This old guy has always been like this. He's an old drunk!" Donatello shrugged, saying that the entire police department basically knew what Aroben looked like.

Baomi didn't know how to answer, so she didn't speak and continued to smoke.

Then Donatello, in a good mood, started talking to Beomie about yesterday.

What? Michelangelo and Raphael, who went to the windmill area to check the scene, vomited when they came back, saying that the room was full of intestines.

Some mysterious people came at noon, and they left after having a secret talk with the director.

And that Mr. Congressman, who is very popular these days, sent someone to the police station to find out the situation. Because of his bad attitude, he was scolded by the deputy director and ran away.

In the end, Donatello said to Beomy mysteriously: "I heard that there was another corpse dismemberment case last night..."

"It can't be such a coincidence, isn't there so many corpse mutilation cases in Backlund?" Beomy was a little bit in disbelief.

"Don't believe me, I heard that the person who died this time was a big shot..." Seeing that Beomi didn't believe his revelation, Donatello pointed to the office hall in front: "When I first came in, I met Those who came to report the case!"

As it turned out, Donatello's message was accurate.About ten minutes later, Beomi who came out to line up knew that there was another case of mutilation today that might require a corpse-bearer to [clean up].

There are more than 30 corpse bearers affiliated to the Chengnan Branch, and they have to wait for today's work arrangement in the small square in front of the police station every morning.

When Beomi came over, these corpse-carriers of different heights, short, fat and thin, with hair of various colors and even a few bald heads all looked at him.

Their eyes were full of sympathy—another unlucky brat who got sucked into this futile career.

Yesterday, Beomi went to the headquarters of [Cleaners] to report, but she missed the morning meeting at 08:30 in the morning. Therefore, it was the first time for many corpse bearers to see this little brother.

"Little Bei, this way!" a chunky corpse-bearer shouted, holding out his hand to get Beomy to notice him.

Beomi trotted and hurried over.This pudgy old man seems to be one of Aroben's friends, and he may be the first to know that Beomi is a scapegoat for Aroben... Cough!A person who works as an apprentice.

Corpse-carriers, a profession that often deals with corpses, are generally difficult to start a family, because no woman can bear the husband lying beside her carrying corpses every day.

So, this chunky old man named Jose is also an old bachelor!And...he was cross-eyed.

Hmm... Although I really don't want to admit it, there are not many people with good facial features and good looks who can come to be corpse bearers. They all look like poor human beings.

Of course, the positions of these people are different. The mild ones are bald and cross-eyed;Occasionally, I can see a person with healthy limbs and good features, with a mouth... and a stutter.

As for the appearance [slight flaws] such as gaping mouth, rotten teeth, triangular eyes, etc., they are quite [clean eyebrows] in the business of carrying corpses.

To be honest, it's quite difficult for the vice-captain Sura, who has led such a group of [extraordinary species] for a long time, and has not suffered from any aesthetic deviation or other symptoms.

After a brief chat with old Jose, old Jose brought over a few friends of Aroben's friends, and Beomi quickly smoked around again.This made these old-timers who challenged the aesthetics of normal human beings suddenly become more enthusiastic about a handsome boy like him, and no longer refuse to take him to play happily because his painting style is different from theirs!
Then, at about a quarter past nine, the high-level meeting within the police station ended, and a section chief brought two tall and burly servants over to lecture the corpse bearer.

(End of this chapter)