257: Chapter 181: The Origin of the Beheader, New Case (First Order Bonus 5, Asking for Monthly Tickets) 257: Chapter 181: The Origin of the Beheader, New Case (First Order Bonus 5, Asking for Monthly Tickets) With the “Beast” motorcycle, Brian’s active area had significantly expanded.
A few hundred kiloters was just a one or two-hour journey.
He returned to his apartnt.
Brian took out a large amount of pre-cooked food and after a simple reheating, he and Shi San started to gobble it up.
Out of boredom,
he turned on the TV and fast-forwarded to check the recent surveillance footage of the apartnt.
There was nothing notable at first.
But then, when he saw the bedroom footage, while he was fast asleep, Shi San, that darn dog, sneaked a kiss on his lips…
Snap!
Brian bit through the bone in his mouth fiercely and glared at Shi San, who was engrossed in eating, “Shi San, why did you secretly kiss on the mouth!!!”
Shi San looked up bewildered, “Woof-woof~ (Isn’t this love?)”
“Woof-woof woof-woof~ (You love Susan, Susan loves you, you kiss, Shi San loves big dogs, big dogs love Shi San, we kiss…)”
“Scram!”
“Woof~ (Oh~)”
Shi San continued to happily eat, lowering his head.
Humans are so strange.
Really didn’t know why the big dog was angry…
…
All morning, Brian wore a gloomy expression.
Although he knew Shi San had misunderstood and thought that kissing was a way to express affection, he still felt unclean.
He explained tirelessly until Shi San understood the different kinds of emotional nuances.
It was also the first ti Shi San realized the distinction of genders.
This made Brian realize the long and important task of education.
He simply put on the police dog uniform that the NW field departnt had custom-made for Shi San.
Not gonna lie.
The less rounded, sowhat taller and elongated Shi San looked sowhat stylish in the police dog uniform.
It was past nine in the morning.
Brian brought Shi San to office B6.
Susan had arrived early and was examining case files dealt with by the team after her training.
Seeing Brian and Shi San, her eyes lit up, and she imdiately stood up to hug Shi San in uniform, “Wow, Shi San, you look so handso today!”
Shi San narrowed his dog eyes and dutifully licked Susan’s fingers, causing her to laugh heartily.
After a mont,
Susan realized there was soone else.
She looked at Brian curiously, “What are you still doing here?”
Brian: ???
He pointed to his mouth, “Team leader, a new day, a seal please.”
Susan kissed him perfunctorily and then pushed him out of the office, “Work well, don’t co to disturb mine and Staff mber Shi San’s work discussions.”
And just like that, Brian fell out of favor.
..
“Damn sycophant!”
Brian morosely returned to his workstation.
He turned on the computer.
First, he logged into the NW internal network and after paying for a batch of energy bars, he started searching the police system for the na Franz.
Franz was the master in the Mutant Beast’s obsession, also known as that somber man.
The other party had a hunting knife hanging at his waist, with layers of blood scent remaining on it, likely the rumored Beheader.
Brian was quite curious about this guy’s identity.
After all, he had never heard before that a Mutant Beast could recognize a regular person as its master.
After all, these creatures, far crueler than Mutants, acted purely on instinct, bloodthirsty and murderous, and even though their intelligence had significantly improved, influenced by their beastly instincts, they had beco even more dangerous.
Unless, from the beginning, this Mutant Beast had been raised by this man called Franz and had a deep bond and affection with him.
Otherwise, if a Mutant Beast could be tad, Brian would have to consider the real strength of the Beast Pavilion.
..
“I hope this Franz is a resident of Los Angeles, otherwise I’ll have to use permissions to access the NW organization’s database to search information for all Federation residents, which would leave a search trail.”
Brian pondered, his movents swift.
A massive amount of information appeared on his office computer.
In Los Angeles County, there were over eighty people nad Franz.
Eliminating the targets who were too young or too old left forty-seven people.
Brian browsed through them one by one, and luckily, he really found the gloomy man’s residential data.
Gloomy man, full na Franz Post, Caucasian, thirty-seven years old, with a spotty record, having criminal experiences in over twenty cities in the Greater Los Angeles area.
The Greater Los Angeles area refers to the living area of five counties including Los Angeles County, which covers one hundred and fifty-seven cities.
This ant that Franz had a wide range of activities.
But the cris he committed were just petty theft.
The last record stopped eight years ago.
According to the address, at the age of twenty-nine, Franz opened a roadside motel near a national park and started a small business.
This type of motel, for the sake of business, would typically open columns on tourism guide websites and traveler sites to attract custors.
Brian found the motel’s website introduction based on the address.
The website was established six years ago.
At that ti, internet was quite developed and prevalent in the United States Federation.
The first thing was a front photo of the motel, nad ‘Ho of Franz and Blanco.’
Below the photo was a picture of the gloomy man holding a yellow Greyhound, squatting in front of the motel door, smiling together at the cara.
The photo looked very warm.
The gloomy man didn’t look so somber then, his narrow eyes did not affect his deanor, he at least looked quite sunny.
Seeing this thin Greyhound, Brian suddenly realized the original form of the Mutant Beast.
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