Chapter 29 : The Mayor

This prison van was a special vehicle designed by the Imperial military with technical support from the Astral Academy, used to hold special prisoners.
The body of the vehicle was made of a new type of metal and had bulletproof capabilities.
The surface of the body was covered with a primary magic silence spell, which could resist basic magic damage.

The interior of the prison van was divided into a driver’s area, a specialist area, and an independent cell.
The driver’s and specialist’s areas could carry a total of 8 people, while the independent cell could hold 2 prisoners.
The ratio of specialists to prisoners was an astonishing 4:1.

The two Inquisitors were asked by Yuhui to enter the prison van to guard Blake.
The cleanup work outside was all handed over to the Bureau of Abnormal Affairs.

“Besides your friend,” Yuhui sat next to Rachel, “we found another female body.”

“There’s more? Is this the fourth one?”

“Yes, only one more to go for the fifth. This victim’s thighs—from the waist to the knees—are missing.”

“Only one person left, and one last part, the head,” Rachel said.
“Luckily we made it in time. And that’s all, right?”

“Besides that, a male body was found a kilometer away, with residual traces of spellcasting on it. It should also have been done by Blake Morton.”

“There’s more? This guy really can’t sit still. He’s killed so many people these past few days.”

“There’s still one problem left. Where did Blake hide the parts he cut off from the victims? We need to find and deal with them as soon as possible,” Yuhui stood up.
“Let’s go back to the Bureau. We need to interrogate him as soon as possible.”

“No need to be in such a hurry,” Rachel pouted.
“I’m tired.”

With that, she kicked off her peep-toe high heels and relaxed her feet.

Rachel stretched out her exquisite, art-like feet, feeling the soft sensation of the stockings against her skin.
Her pearl-like cute toes playfully stretched outwards, spreading the white silk.

“I really can’t get used to high heels…”

Yuhui glanced at Rachel’s beautiful feet wrapped in white silk and was stunned for a second.
He turned his head away somewhat unnaturally, took out his phone, and glanced at the time.

“Five-forty in the afternoon.”

“It’s still early before it gets dark. In Sinhe, it doesn’t get completely dark until ten o’clock at night in the summer. What’s the hurry?” Rachel replied.

Hearing this, Yuhui glanced at her again.

Rachel brought her slender, fair legs together and moved them to the right side of her body, next to her perky buttocks, revealing the soles of her feet.
The white silk outlined the curve of her jade-like feet, and her delicate soles were completely visible to Yuhui through the almost transparent stockings.

Yuhui’s face flushed a little.
He dared not look at Rachel anymore.

Rachel relaxed there for a while, then put on her high heels again.

“Let’s go. We shouldn’t keep the Inquisitors waiting too long,” she said, getting up.

Rachel and her group returned to the Bureau of Abnormal Affairs.
Blake was locked in the Bureau’s special cell for criminals—considering Blake’s high level of danger, he was assigned a single cell.
The procedures were naturally handled by Rachel.

During the process, Rachel successfully attracted the “special attention” of her colleagues because of her outfit.
Whether she was walking in the corridor, filling out forms and signing, or handling other matters, she would receive a lot of gazes from the surroundings, and they became more and more intense—although this gaze had always accompanied her in her daily life.

Even when Rachel passed through the prison corridor, she could get the attention of the temporarily detained prisoners.
And compared to her colleagues’ furtive glances, the prisoners here were quite direct and bold.

“What are you looking at? Turn your heads around!” she shouted angrily.
‘I can’t control my colleagues, but I can control you?’

After handling all the procedures, Rachel dragged her somewhat tired steps to Luo Hao’s office and found that Yuhui and the two Inquisitors were talking with Luo Hao about something.

“In view of the control and security capabilities of the Holy See, I strongly suggest that ‘Arsonist’ Blake Morton be handed over to us, and we will escort him to the Holy See, and ultimately he will be tried by the Holy See,” Andrew said.

“No,” Luo Hao shook his head.
“He has to stay at the Bureau of Abnormal Affairs. This matter is handled by the Bureau of Abnormal Affairs. Although the church accident happened in the process, the final disposition of Blake Morton, and by whom he will be tried and sanctioned, will be decided by a higher unit in the future. This matter will be handled by them. But now, Blake Morton must be handled by the Bureau of Abnormal Affairs.”

“I understand. But my suggestion will not have any impact. The final result will still be decided by the Holy See and the Bureau of Abnormal Affairs. We are only responsible for the safer escort during the journey. If you agree, we are also willing to hand Blake over to the Bureau of Abnormal Affairs first,” Andrew conceded.

Luo Hao still refused.
“He has to stay here.”

Seeing this, Andrew no longer insisted.
“Okay, I understand.”

“Are you done talking?” Rachel leaned against the doorframe, twisting her waist, and knocked on the open door.
“Is there anything else to deal with?”

“You’re done,” Luo Hao said.

“Then I’m leaving,” Rachel turned and left.

‘Goodbye everyone, I’m finally going to get a good night’s sleep tonight.’
These past two days, Rachel had been extremely tired, and she would occasionally have headaches.
She felt that her blood pressure was about to rise.

“Wait a minute,” Yuhui stopped her.

“Huh? Is there anything else?”

“I’m going to interrogate Blake later,” Yuhui said.
“I need someone to play the good cop for me. Can you help me?”

“Okay, no problem,” although she was very tired, Rachel readily agreed.

Although they had only been together for two days, she had a good impression of this temporary colleague with whom she had worked for a short time.
He was a nice person.
If it weren’t for his somewhat strange identity and the fact that he was only staying in Sinhe temporarily, she should have been able to become good friends with him.
It was no big deal to help him now.

“Then I’ll go back to my desk and wait. You can come find me later.”

With that, she left the office and walked down the corridor.

“No, I can’t stay up late to comfort myself anymore. I’ll die,” Rachel suddenly felt a little dizzy.
“I need to be moderate, I need to restrain myself…”

At this moment, two men came towards her in the corridor.
One of them looked extremely familiar to Rachel.

This man was about 1.75 meters tall, with a black slicked-back hairstyle, wearing a suit and a red tie.
He looked to be in his forties and was still handsome, a handsome uncle.

‘Huh, wait… I think I’ve seen him somewhere before.’
Rachel tried hard to use her brain to recall who this was.

‘I think I’ve seen him in the local newspapers and on TV in Sinhe… I remember now, this is the mayor of Sinhe.’

‘What was his name again?’