Warhammer Seal

Chapter 448 Detective
"My name is Milton, Milton Tadzer, a firm detective, a police officer, an enthusiastic citizen, and a common man."

"Wende."

"Don't you have a last name? Or do you want to keep it a secret?"

"Wind Nemore, let's talk about something, let's talk about each other first, or talk about the corpse first?"

The detective and policeman who called himself Milton just glanced at the body and didn't pay much attention.

"It's okay, it's just the corpse of the nobleman. It's not a bad thing to hang it out for a while. Besides, you have completed the autopsy, so I won't have to turn over these disgusting noblemen again."

It seems that it is a detective who has no feeling for nobles, or the attributes of the police prevent him from favoring any noble family.

This is not good, it is not good news to be targeted by such a guy, and the guy's city looks very deep.

I can't leave now. Since the guy named Milton in front of me can easily walk to Wen De's side without being discovered by him and Ai, he must have great skills.

Fortunately, the two sides are not in any hostile relationship now, but they can still talk.

Don't talk about nobles, let's talk about each other first.

"I'm a person from the guild area. I have a bit of detective ability, so I came to the upper level to perform tasks. As for my status, I can barely be regarded as a nobleman."

"You are not an aristocrat, you can't hide it from me."

Milton directly exposed Wende's lie, and then looked at the hand that was reaching for the Improved Rifle VII.

"There's no need to be nervous, I have no hostility with you."

Every action can be seen through by him, and every plan can be seen through by him.

This guy must be a real detective, and his strength is definitely not low, so be careful.

"I'm not an aristocrat? Then what am I?"

"You, Wend, a revolutionary."

Milton's words are not groundless. Although the man named Wende in front of him looks very rich and has aristocratic upbringing everywhere, it can be easily seen from his eyes that this guy is not a nobleman!
The eyes of the nobles are full of a sense of laziness that all desires are satisfied, and the sharpness that is revealed is only occasionally.

As for Wende, his eyes were sharp all the time, and he could see that he couldn't calm down and calm down. If there was something urging him to move forward, it must not be a pampered nobleman.

Maybe the surname is fake, but the first name must be real, which makes it easier for Milton to speak directly.

For someone like Wende, it's best to use the opening king bomb, so as to further gain trust.

"Then I will show my cards. I don't like this group of nobles just like you. I hope that they will all die in the internal struggle, including but not limited to spreading false information."

Speaking such words from the mouth of a detective or a police officer would be decapitated by the nobles. As long as Wende reported it, Milton would be unable to survive in the upper nest.

But in fact, Milton was right. Wende was indeed a revolutionary. After a slight flicker in his eyes, he realized that they seemed to be able to cooperate.

"That's right, I'll tell you the truth, I'm not a nobleman, but I came up from a low-level Hive City. The purpose is to provoke infighting among the nobles. I can be regarded as a revolutionary."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, then you are the same as me, let's go, go to a place suitable for talking."

Milton turned around, fully exposing his back in front of Wende, without any warning.

But this does not mean that Ai, who fully believes in reason, is defenseless.

In the eyes of the AI, this guy who called himself a detective was too suspicious. He appeared suddenly, then approached suddenly, and entered within three meters without even noticing it.

Moreover, he wanted to gain Wende's trust with just a few words, and directly asked the latter to follow him.

If you think about it with your heels, you know that there must be problems, and you can't act easily.

But Wende is not an absolutely rational person, and the guy named Milton is certainly not simple.

If you don't follow, although it's safe, it's not conducive to doing things later.

Only by following him can we see what kind of medicine is sold in his gourd.

All the way forward, unimpeded but full of small alleys, I almost lost it a few times.

There is no reconnaissance device here yet, not even a scan.

If someone goes missing here, it's really possible that the body won't be found for hundreds of years.

Fortunately, when Wende first became suspicious, the quiet place Milton had mentioned arrived.

An ordinary iron door was slowly pushed open, and as Milton pulled the rope beside him, the whole cabin was already brightened up.

Clue boards, leather sofas, huge tables and maps, plus photos and information of various people on the wall, it can be seen that this guy is indeed a detective.

"Welcome, you are the first guest here, sit down casually, let me take a look at the previous case first."

He trusted Wende without reservation, which made the latter feel uncomfortable, but he thought that the other party called himself a revolutionary, and at the same time said that the two had the same purpose.

Well, to make a long story short, Wende has nothing to hide.

"I'm here to overthrow the aristocratic rule here and prepare to establish a democratic government."

Such rebellious words can only be uttered in this kind of place. If you whisper a word on the road outside, you will face the most terrible punishment.

However, Milton found a brand new notebook and put it on the table without any expression of surprise or doubt.

"Well, I've seen what you said, but do you have a specific plan?"

This sentence directly spoke to Wende's heart, indeed, he had the idea of ​​trying to change, but he didn't have any plan for change.

He didn't even have information about the entire upper hive city, except for the infighting among the three families.

Maybe this Milton can really help himself, or help each other.

At this time, Milton had finished sorting out the case in hand, and even showed all the pictures in front of Wende.

Every photo made Wende's scalp tingle.

The first picture is the massacre at the lower level of the hive capital. At that time, Wende looked at the corpses on the ground and clenched his fists. The second picture is a bar. When Wende strode into the bar, the third picture is more direct evidence. The picture of Wende killing the young noblewoman in the bar was taken.

If these three photos are circulated in the noble district, they can be directly convicted without any defense at all.

But, the purpose of Milton taking out these three photos was not to threaten Wende.

Instead, he lit a match with a match, first lit the cigarette in his mouth, and then put the match with the flame into an iron bucket, and a small flame ignited after a while.

The three photos, as well as all the investigation reports on Wende, were all thrown into the iron drum.

"This should make you trust me completely, Wende from Earth."

　There is no editor's recommendation, coupled with the recent bad state, poor grades and little time, let's keep it for a while. The million words are almost finished, and this book has no regrets.

　　


(End of this chapter)