"It’s been weeks, and you still can’t find any records?"
"No sir, the files got lost while moving them to the main office. A copy will be sent to us in a few days."
"First it was the excuse of the file being lost, then when you find the files, the approval took days, and then this?" Salvarez shook his head in annoyance, before pushing aside the officer. "Detective please!" Begged the office worker, but Salveraz was not in the mood anymore, directly entering the office, he ca across the bastard that was taking so much ti.
"Is this how the Public Record Bureau functions? Wasting so much precious investigation ti over sothing so simple."
"Detective, no need to be angry over it, I have tried to ask the record keepers about your very request multiple tis, it’s odd for us to make so many mistakes." The officer overseeing the PRB sweated as he said this. "And I know how it looks, but believe . I am doing my best."
"Then your best isn’t enough Officer. The longer it takes, the harder it would be to find our criminal, and who knows when they might strike us again." Salveraz had an annoyed look on his face. The incident has turned public and the people are asking for answers.
How can dwarfs of noble blood be brutally attacked on the streets of Bothal?
If even Knights like them are not safe, then how can they feel any sense of security?
And the longer it goes, the more problematic the whole case becos. People were looking for answers, plausible ones that won’t be cut apart in court. aning, that the act of picking so small-ti crooks and stamping them with this cri won’t work anymore. The victims were powerful and soone equally powerful or even stronger should be a perp.
And in this city, all of those people had so background. Unless they go and search in the Gutters.
But that was an even stupider choice, the reason Gutter had remained free of governnt jurisdiction was not because they hated it. During the city’s expansion, many have tried to integrate it into society by bringing order to that place. But the police patrols would go missing, there would be bombings in hos belonging to the officials pushing the gentrification. And constant accidents at factories, all led by the gangs that ruled the Gutters.
Their request?
It was to be left alone, as long as they were given freedom, they wouldn’t take any extre actions. Which in the end made it beco a kind of quarantine zone for all the problematic elents of the city.
So striking a hornet’s nest would be even foolish. ’Those fucking bastards.’ Salveraz can’t help but curse at his fate. This whole case was a giant minefield, one wrong step and he might as well end up dead.
He only recently understood why he was given this case. ’Just because I didn’t accept the money?’ At this point, he didn’t know what to do in truth.
After leaving the Public Records Bureau, he took a break to smoke. ’I just need to accept money and follow their words, that’s it.’ If he wishes to get their help on leaving this case, he has to beco one of them.
They probably feared him as a narc, a rat even. They feared he would go out and rat their involvent with not-so-savory people. Which was understandable.
They followed the belief of "Either you are with us, or against us." Which is what was at play here. As currently most of the officers in the high post were aware of sothing shady going on but kept silent due to money and fear of repercussions.
This went to show that whoever behind these disappearances were, they were powerful people and highly likely to be in the top governntal position of this country.
Sitting back in his car, he looked up the full detailed report of the incident that ca from forensics, how the two victims died during the fight. As for the third one, who he was aware of. There was no ntion of him in the reports. But from his sources, he knew that the man was still in a coma and might never wake up from it.
However, besides a few signs of it being a professional assassin of the olden days that still used blades. There was nothing. The only lead was the sniper, though sadly, it would seem the world didn’t wish for him to discover that perpetrator.
"I should just take the money and get my hands on this case." He believes that Fahna will understand this. It wasn’t like she was interested in this whole incident, to begin with. As she claid before, she was here for her personal vendetta. So what he does after has nothing to do with her.
The most he could do was put good words for her help and see her out of this city. This is the least he could do for the daughter of the man who once saved him.
However, all these thoughts ca to a pause as at a certain intersection and truck ca and ramd Salveraz’s vehicle on the side, totalling it at once.
Screams and cries sounded out, people were running around in fear. But Salveraz had an annoyed look on his face.
Bleeding in certain parts of his body, he didn’t mind the injury one bit. With a single kick, he broke the door of his car that had turned upside down and then cursed out loud. "Bastard..., if you are not dead, I am going to kill you."
Although he looked like a harmless detective with a beer belly. But Salveraz was a genuine Master level Knight. His blood was that of a bear and his fat physique grew in size as he crawled out of the wreckage.
And his choice was straight, as a bullet ca and directly hit his head, though barely entering his skull, the thick hide that now covered his body absorbed the montum of the bullet, dispersing it through his body.
"Assassination... huh?" The mont the truck hit him, he knew what was going on. Compared to his rcenary days, this small ambush was nothing, he had experienced worse. He has survived even harsher attacks.
As for how he knew it was an ambush?
This whole street is too narrow for a truck, and usually, they would be diverted by the traffic police. And besides, considering that the governnt offices were not too far from here, it ant that no big vehicles that were not governnt could co here. All of that is done for security.
But what was he seeing now?
’Who was it?’ Then another bullet hit him. Just like the victims from before. Though unlike before, he was a Master Knight. Soone way stronger than them.
Taking the cover of the fallen truck whose occupant seed to be missing. Salveraz used his thick fingers to take out the bullet that tried to end him not too long ago. "Looks like the homade ones like before?" He thought, but the mont he pressed the bullet, he noticed the quality in difference all at once.
These bullets were denser, and unlike the homade ones from before, he actually struggled to crush them. ’Did the enemy get better equipnt?’ He thought.
’If it’s the sa enemy, then there should be two of them. The sniper in the range and the lee combatant in the middle.’ Salveraz’s mind was running full force at the mont.
All he needs to do is delay the enemies, that’s it.
No matter how corrupt the current police force is, they still won’t ignore the incident that happened in the middle of the street during the day. Not to ntion, a Police station was not so far off from here, along with so military encampnts responsible for the protection of Governnt Agencies.
"I know you are angry, but killing does nothing." The sniper was dangerous. He can see it from the bullet. Enough hits and his head will crack open. Which he doesn’t wish to see. Not to ntion, he had no ranged options at the mont. The gun that was in his jacket wouldn’t fit in his current hand. He needs sothing bigger, sothing heavier.
He wished for his old battle gear back.
Then, there was another shot, bringing Salveraz to reality, who then started to look around for the other enemy. And then, he suddenly jumped from the place, feeling a blade cutting apart the overgrown hair on his body.
A man just jumped him. Using the truck as the vantage point. And in perfect synergy, a bullet ca and hit Salverarz on his back.
"It’s really you guys."
Although the man wore a mask and there was no sign of the sniper, he knew these were the perpetrators. "You die today, Dwarf!" The man said, pointing his finger at Salveraz, his voice filled with hate and disgust that was harder to hide though the mask.
But Salveraz, breaking the card door and deflecting the bullet with it, laughed. "Can’t believe I can get this lucky... Thanks for coming here. You won’t believe how easy my work just got."
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