Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 110 Something went wrong
“I’ve been watching him for a while now; there’s something strange about him.”

Moggot was very serious:
"The natives of Ikham have always had this symptom. After nightfall, they lose their minds and are bewitched by something in the wilderness, doing strange things. But I don't understand either. Isn't that kid an outsider? Why did you come all the way to Galid to investigate this? Is he the descendant of the person I let go back then? That damned thing dares to come back."

His long, rambling explanation completely baffled Rebecca.

What is all this nonsense?

Rebecca knew that Milo could not be a descendant of the Iqum natives; he himself had said that his homeland was in a very far place.

But Mogot was right about one thing: the "curse" of the Iqum people.

She and Milo witnessed it with their own eyes last night.

……

But when Rebecca and Moggot caught up with Milo, they found him collapsed in the grass.

Rebecca pulled Milo up and quickly checked that he had no fatal wounds. She found a small cut on his index finger, a clean cut made by a sharp blade, the blood on which had already dried.

She took out her pocket watch and glanced at it.

It's not even 10 o'clock yet.

In other words, Mogot's guess was completely unfounded, and there must be more to Milo's strange behavior and coma than meets the eye.

……

"I want to take him back."

She gently patted Milo a few times and found that he was completely unconscious and his body was ice cold, so she simply picked him up and carried him on her back.

“I’ll go with you. You bunch of reckless little devils, wandering around in the middle of the night.” Mogot said, holding his rifle.

Rebecca rolled her eyes and didn't reply.

...

……

Meanwhile, on Milo's side...

His perspective and thoughts were completely chaotic.

Before this, he thought he was hopeless. He thought he would soon become a hideous corpse like Karl, his flesh and blood gone, covered with large areas of fungi, and sent to an autopsy table in a certain dissection institution in Nanwei City for dissection and research.

That almost desperate atmosphere was something Milo had never experienced in his life, or even in his past life.

It was an extreme sense of coldness, oppression, and helplessness.

But as time went on, he began to realize that something was wrong.

The most crucial point is flies.

When Milo saw the fungi rotting due to excessive reproduction, which led to the growth of large numbers of fly eggs, he gradually realized what was happening.

I recalled hearing somewhere before that "Gailid has only seen so many flies in recent years."

……

He forcibly pulled his mind away from his previous feelings of despair.

He had just witnessed the birth, or even the origin, of the fly.

In other words, before that, there were no flies in Galid.

Milo went through all his experiences in Galid over the past few days. He saw flies almost all the time, whether in Galid city or Icom, whether in the hostel or the law enforcement office.

However, at certain times, the flies seemed to have never existed, and Milo seemed to have subjectively forgotten about these little creatures...

For example, there were no flies when he got lost in the alleyways of Iqum and met a strange old man.

When Milo met the old man a second time, there were no flies either.

When he was tracking the shadowy figure at night, and when he was spying on the raven writing in its journal inside the mining company building, there were no flies!
Therefore, all of this is illusory.

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I've lost my way again.

Just like when I first saw the underground cave.

I identified with Carl. But this time, the situation is even worse; I can't distinguish between fragments of memory and reality.

A stranger's plea for help, a raven's diary, infectious hyphae, underground battles.

Those are all Karl's chaotic memories, memories I obtained from his undead perspective, things that happened a few years ago, back when Galid didn't have flies.

The Red Witch was right. If things continue like this, I will truly fall into the abyss forever and forget who I really am...

……

When Milo opened his eyes, he saw the road ahead moving backward and Rebecca's shapely buttocks.

Because he is being carried on someone's shoulders.

The person carrying him was Rebecca.

Milo's first reaction upon waking was to check if he still had any of those weird fungi on his body.

And the test proved that his judgment was correct. He was not infected with mycelium, nor had he entered any underground caves. Apart from being a little dirty, his hands and body were fine.

……

"Um, you can put me down now."

Milo patted Rebecca's bottom.

The latter instantly shook him off.

"What's wrong with you?" Rebecca stared at Milo with a puzzled look on her face.

"I just figured it out myself."

Milo rubbed his forehead.

Blood began to flow from his nostrils.

This was clearly a lingering effect of being a voyeur; the images he had seen before were still flashing through his mind. The hideous members of the Solomon gang and the eerie white shadow in the black hole remained vivid in Milo's mind, refusing to leave.

When he was conscious, Milo could only repeat to himself over and over again: I am Milo, I am Milo, I am Milo.

He knew very well that he was not self-aware when he was lost. He did not know exactly who he was. Even when he reenacted Karl's experience, he did not know that he was Karl. He was just responding to all the changes happening around him based on his instincts.

Just like I discussed with Emma before I left.

……

He looked at the wound on his index finger where flesh had been sliced ​​off, and recalled Karl touching the mycelium from the perspective of the undead.

It's fortunate that Carl didn't choose to commit suicide before his death, otherwise Milo in real life might have done the same...

This is the only thing to be thankful for.

Even after regaining consciousness, Milo still felt waves of heart palpitations.

Because this experience was more real than the spying from the perspective of the dead, he had clear sensory feedback and emotional penetration. The feeling of every inch of his limbs being pierced by mycelium was something Milo would never forget for the rest of his life.

……

"There were some minor issues."

Milo had no way of explaining it.

He followed Rebecca and Moggot all the way back to Walker's law enforcement office.

It's almost 10 p.m. now. If we walk quickly, we might still be able to make it in time to help deal with Kai's children's illness.

……

However, when the three of them arrived at the small building opposite the law enforcement office, they did not hear any noise.

But it was already 10:02 p.m.

The door to the small building was open, and it was quiet inside.

Even from a distance, Milo realized something was wrong.

"there is a problem."

He and Rebecca rushed over!
(End of this chapter)