Chapter 21 01.0021: "Ms. Hood, the Hongmen Banquet has arrived"

Farida walked into the hatch and threw a short-barreled Carterel laser gun at Horatio.

"Well, a flashlight! That's great (hush) Is this for me?" He joked while playing with the laser gun.

Even though this thing was jokingly called a flashlight, Horatio did not underestimate such a weapon.

Although laser guns are often joked about as "imperial flashlights, which shine without causing damage", they are certainly not good enough when facing a group of monsters.

But this thing is more than powerful enough to defeat a cultist. Just one shot can turn a cultist into ashes!
More importantly, its weight and firepower endurance are much higher than those of automatic guns.

"I borrowed it from a soldier in the guard. Remember to return it to me after use."

"They won't go with us?"

"They have their own duties, and their deployment is under the orders of my father." The Lady Huntress started the engine, and at the sergeant's order, all the guards turned around and saluted solemnly to the hostess on the shuttle.

Although they didn't know when a person from the Ministry of Justice appeared in the co-pilot seat, this did not arouse any suspicion. After all, it was common knowledge in the entire manor that the young lady worked for the Imperial Ministry of Justice.

"I'm so sleepy. I should have had a cup of coffee before going out."

"Coffee? You mean that Rekha thing? Believe me, you don't want to swallow it."

"What?"

Farida raised her eyebrows and said sarcastically, "To me, that simply exceeds the human body's physiological tolerance to sourness and bitterness."

Horatio blinked. In his impression, the synthetic drink called Reka Coffee seemed to be completely different from the coffee of the 3K era, except that its name contained the word "coffee" and it contained caffeine.

He was tired and pulled his head back. After takeoff, he took off his helmet and pinched his high nose bridge.

As a member of the Coast Guard in the 3K era, he would often cruise on the rough ocean in the dark night, ride the wind and waves, patrol the sea borders, and combat smuggling and illegal immigration. Staying up late was a familiar 'partner' to him.

Soon, he straightened up and sat upright in his seat, imagining that he was on duty on the bridge of a ship sailing in the dark night.

"How long will it take us to arrive?"

"If we use the Imperial Commissioner's waterway rights, we will reach the coordinates in just one and a half Terra hours."

"What kind of terrain is the coordinate location?"

"I have to ask you this. Are you familiar with the middle nest section of the cargo area of ​​the PW-P-15 giant starport?"

In Maogang, the division between Zhongchao and Xiachao is based on the maximum coverage of public transportation, because all public service facilities are planned and established based on public transportation lines.

Places with public transportation routes are classified as middle nests. In each nest, law enforcement agencies are responsible for maintaining public order, and the nests are also covered by more or less public services, such as hospitals, churches, police stations, and fire departments.

Horatio searched his mind for a while and said, "A storage yard. I blew it up with my men last year. A gang hid hallucinogenic psychotropic drugs in it. I used a promethium flamethrower to kill them all, including the gang members and their goods. It should still be abandoned now."

"Did you do that?" Farida turned to look at Horatio in shock.

Last year, the Ministry of Justice did receive a report from an informant that a gang was smuggling and hiding a large amount of hallucinogenic psychotropic drugs, but before the Ministry of Justice could complete the operation approval process, there were reports that a fire broke out at the scene.

By the time he and the bailiffs from the Ministry of Justice arrived, everything had been burned to ashes. Except for the leader who was tied up like a dumpling and left there, the other minions were all roasted into charcoal by the fire.

[Who is the person from the Legal Department?] The blonde girl complained helplessly in her heart.

Horatio also had a look on his face that said, "Ah? I did that?" After looking at her, his expression changed quickly, and he cleared his throat and said in the tone of a leader of the Middle and Lower Nest gang:

"Selling this stuff on my territory, why don't I kill them and keep them for the Feast of Sanguinius?"

"Well, listen, Horatio, since you are so courageous and resourceful, and you are familiar with the place, now think of a countermeasure."

Horatio looked at the raised metal prosthetic.

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

He slowly closed his eyes, standing alone in the vast darkness. Horatio raised his hand, raised his slender silver finger, and pointed at the omen fragment in front of him.

『+Activate: Omen Fragment+』

『+Energy: 4/6+』

『+Psychic Power: 1/6+』

+Corruption: 5/6+

『+Soul Fire: 0/40+』

At Horatio's command, countless floating fragments quickly arranged and reorganized.

He slowly opened his eyes and concentrated with bated breath.

Two arrest vehicles were already parked at the storage yard waiting for them. Two rows of auxiliary police officers from the Ministry of Justice were standing by. A middle-aged man wearing the standard silver armor of the Ministry of Justice, who was an arbitration prosecutor, was sitting in the passenger seat with the door open, smoking a cigarette and sending messages. He did not look like he was on a hostage rescue mission at all.

As a planetary official at the 19th level in the Imperial Official Charter, the Arbitrator is responsible for supervising the security of a designated administrative area.

As planetary officials, they have the right to select auxiliary police officers for the Ministry of Justice. Although these young people are also included in the Ministry of Justice and supported by the planet's financial appropriations, they are generally only deployed in administrative district stations rather than in the Ministry of Justice fortresses.

Judging from the current situation, it is hard to say whether these appointed auxiliary police officers are loyal to the empire.

There are sniper teams around, watching the field from high above.

The savage punk-style black leather jacket didn't look like the 'sudden death' of the Law Department (the Law Department's elite sniper team, which was scarce in number and composed of the best Law Department arbitrators), but more like a paid bounty hunter killer.

Horatio could guess the purpose of deploying them - if they failed to control them, he and Farida would be killed to silence them.

The Hongmen Banquet is a foregone conclusion. The question now is how to take this bait that has to be taken.

The last scene made Horatio feel strange. It was blurry and did not show what it should be, as if it was deliberately hidden.

[What do you mean…] Horatio was confused by the situation.

He closed his eyes again, opened them again, and returned to the real world.

"We have to be careful. There aren't many people in that place. How could a hostage situation happen? It's more like a good place to kill people and dump bodies. How long will it take for your mentor to arrive?"

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't reveal the extraordinary abilities of his prosthetic limbs, Horatio would have wanted to tell Farida exactly what he saw.

"At least an hour, if I'm optimistic."

Horatio tapped his bulletproof armor and asked with a wry smile, "Can this thing block laser guns and riot shotguns?"

"Of course, the armor supervised by the Ministry of Justice is much more powerful than the bulletproof armor of ordinary Astra Militarum soldiers."

"What about the medium-caliber sniper rifle?"

"That's pretty bad. Even if you blocked it, you would still have two broken ribs. Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"If I were a prosecutor in league with the cultists, I would place snipers at high altitudes nearby, and if the arrest failed, I would kill the target, so that the secret would remain silent forever."

"Look what this is." Farida looked indifferent. She tilted her head and placed her slender arms wrapped in a tight combat suit on her big gun.

"I know you're a good shooter, but we can't be the first to pull the trigger. Otherwise, you won't be able to clear the charges of shielding a death row inmate and attacking the prosecutor, and I'll be dead, too."

Horatio patted his breastplate and forced a smile, saying, "Since we can't avoid a verbal confrontation with the other party, I want to know if this armor can help me survive the first shot."

[Hold on firmly, there will be a way.]
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