Chapter 299: Collusion
Translator: Dess Editor: Efydatia
Tally Landsky was wearing a white shirt and black pants. She looked like a businesswoman.
Unlike her mandarin collared coat and energetic experience, the businesswoman look added a layer of feminine charm to her.
Her long legs looked even longer in those black pants, attracting everyone’s attention.
However, Schmidt, who was sitting on the other side of the table, did not care about any of those things. He was staring at Landsky with eyes full of rage.
"Why did you do this?" he asked her.
"What do you mean?" Landsky raised an eyebrow.
"Stop acting! Why did you do something as childish as this? 2567 is not some good guy. Your actions will only backfire on you!" Schmidt said, raising his voice.
"Schmidt, I did not let you walk into my office because of your suspended chief officer status. You seem like an honest man, but I never thought you would beg or threaten me on a criminal’s behalf!" Landsky said in a cold tone.
"Being honest doesn’t mean that I’m stupid! I know all the tricks you big fellas play, and I also know what kind of person 2567 is! You can’t treat 2567 the same way you have treated other criminals in the past. You’ve picked the wrong person to mess with!" Schmidt spit out with a laugh before he stood up, ready to leave.
"Are you sure about that? Haven’t you thought about who’s left at 1st Black Street while the Bird of Death is gone? A useless potionologist, an amateur shaman, and a pitiful couple. Did you think it was that retarded young man or your ex-partner that is in a a?"
Landsky gave him a mocking grin.
"YOU!"
Schmidt’s eyes suddenly widened.
The threat was too obvious. The rage in his heart almost made him lose control and pull his gun out, blasting the bitch’s head to pieces.
Landsky kept smiling while Schmidt was looking at her angrily.
"I’ve told you before Schmidt. You are an honest man, so you’d never guess what ways a despicable person would use. Of course, this is not my decision to make either. I’m just following orders too," Landsky emphasized.
"So you are the executioner now?" Schmidt said with a cold grunt.
He had gotten Landsky’s implication, but that did not mean that he was ready to give in. If he did, given his past achievements, he would get promoted to director or an even higher position instead of being stuck as a mere chief officer.
"That’s right, I became an executioner. An executioner that will pave the future!" Landsky said in a steadfast tone.
"Did you even think about why the people before you never succeeded?" Schmidt asked her.
"Are you talking about Nikorei? The strongest shaman on the West Coast? Or about the Dark Star, Night Demon, Unicorn, White Deer, Polaris, or even the mysterious Sanctuary society? Stop being so naive, Schmidt! They disappeared! Every single one of them! This is a golden opportunity for us moners! Join us, Schmidt! You will be my right-hand man! If you join our ranks, you will see how big this world is and enjoy the real meaning of life!" Landsky suddenly proposed.
"moners? The robbers shouldn’t put themselves in the position of the robbed. This makes me sick!" Schmidt said straightforwardly.
"That’s a pity."
Landsky shook her head, looking regretful.
"Want to make your move now? You high-ranking bastards like that! e on then! Where is it gonna be? Here? Or here?"
Schmidt pointed at his chest and neck, indicating that he was ready.
"No, no, no... I was just thinking. If you joined our ranks, maybe we could let 2567 live. Now though? All you can do is prepare a body bag for him!"
Landsky stood up from her chair, shaking her finger at him.
"If you bastards could deal with 2567, you wouldn’t be having this conversation with me!" Schmidt said, laughing in disdain.
"It might not have been possible in the past, but now… He didn’t bring his weapons with him and he is locked in a special interrogation room. Some interested parties that want him dead have already contacted me. I think they will take care of 2567 quite well," Landsky said in an oddly calm manner.
"Did you even think of why 2567 did not bring his weapons? Don’t tell me he was afraid that you would confiscate them! You are not capable of that!" Schmidt said.
"Why didn’t he then?" Landsky looked at Schmidt in interest.
"Because when he decided to e with you bastards, he already knew what would happen. He didn’t even think that he would be threatened, so I suggest you prepare some more body bags!" Schmidt said, emphasizing each word.
"We shall see then!" Landsky replied after a small pause.
Meanwhile, she quietly pushed a button under her desk.
...
After locking Kieran inside the interrogation room, the assistant chief officer left in a hurry. He did not even cuff Kieran before leaving.
Kieran was grateful about that. It was easier for him to read his book that way.
However, things would have been better if the cup of water before him was not poisoned and there wasn’t a magic circle in the interrogation room.
The moment he stepped into the room, a notification told him that his [Burning Hand] was sealed.
Kieran was not surprised. He had expected that his enemies would be prepared. He was just curious about the magic circle they had used. The magic circle in the room was not something a low-ranking mystic could have gotten their hands on.
One would need at least a Master Level to set up a magic circle like that.
Kieran knew this from "The Supernatural Collection of the West Coast, Pre-Er990
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