Officer Bob

Officer Bob

"David, you're here. Sorry, it's too chaotic in here, come with me!" Officer Bob spotted David, squeezed through the crowd drenched in sweat, and called out to him.

David followed Officer Bob out of the conference room and into an office, where Bob poured a glass of water and placed it in front of him.

"David, this is the compensation agreement. Take a look, and if there are no issues, just sign it." Officer Bob seemed very busy; he pulled the prepared documents straight from a cabinet, handed them to David, and spoke.

David took the compensation agreement. It was a standard form that simply stated the situation, but the compensation was substantial: 100,000 credits.

"Officer Bob, does this 100,000 credits come from the bounty on that wanted criminal?" David asked, surprised by the amount.

He knew many people had died that day. If he, having only suffered minor injuries, could receive 100,000 credits, the total bounty must be astronomical!

"David, your father, Deputy Director Hans, is also in the judicial system, so I won't hide it from you. This wanted criminal, Abbott, killed a member of the Deke Consortium. The Deke Consortium put up a massive bounty for his capture, and this compensation is being paid out from that bounty!" Officer Bob looked left and right before whispering the explanation.

If he hadn't wanted to build a good relationship with David, he never would have shared such information.

"Officer Bob, may I see the information regarding Abbott?" David wanted to know if the wanted criminal was an Armored Warrior with sniping talents. He also sensed that Officer Bob held him, or rather his father, in high regard, so he decided to ask.

"That's a small matter!" Officer Bob was direct. As he spoke, he activated his identity bracelet and sent a file to David.

"Thank you, Officer Bob!" David didn't look at the file immediately. He smiled to thank the officer and then signed the compensation agreement.

100,000 credits was no small sum. He had been quite poor lately, and this money would allow him to buy more Fortified Meat.

"Officer Bob, you go ahead and get back to work. I'll be leaving now!" David handed the signed agreement back to Bob, seeing how busy he was, and took his leave.

As he left, he could still hear the sounds of crying and angry shouting, and he could only offer his silent sympathy.

Standing inside the police station entrance, David hesitated for a moment. He didn't leave immediately but looked around.

The lobby was relatively empty as most of the victims' families were gathered elsewhere. Only a female officer was at the reception desk, and she wasn't paying him any mind, her eyes fixed on the direction of the conference room.

David controlled his Shadow Servant to pass through the station doors and head outside. Through the perspective of the Shadow Servant, he saw the car that had been tailing him. It seemed the stalker hadn't left but was waiting for him right there.

Mailuo drove his car, turning a corner at a leisurely pace before returning to the police station entrance and finding a spot to park.

He was calculating how to report to his boss. Because of his own carelessness, he hadn't noticed David leaving his house yesterday morning.

In truth, he couldn't be blamed entirely; David's daily routine was very consistent, and he never left the house during the morning on his days off. That was why Mailuo hadn't known David was at the scene of the major incident yesterday morning.

But David had come to the police station today, which made him suspicious.

Just then, his identity bracelet rang. He glanced at the caller and quickly connected.

"Boss, hello!" Mailuo said respectfully.

"Mailuo, how is the situation?" the person on the other end asked directly.

"Boss, everything is normal!" Mailuo replied quickly.

"You've seen David?" the person asked, sounding incredulous.

"Yes, Boss. David just arrived here by car, and I've been monitoring him!" Mailuo answered with certainty.

"Continue your work!" the person paused before giving the order.

"Yes, Boss!" Mailuo replied. Once the call ended, he muttered a complaint: "Having me monitor such a little kid, what a hassle!"

However, he felt pleased with his quick response; his boss hadn't discovered he had been slacking off.

He didn't know that the moment he connected his identity bracelet, David's Shadow Servant was floating right beside him, and the entire conversation had been overheard by David.

Unlike this man named Mailuo, David had caught the confusion in the other person's voice. In David's understanding, it was confusion over the fact that he was still alive.

At the same time, David felt the voice was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

He hadn't recovered his memories for very long, so he couldn't immediately place the owner of the voice, but he was certain that the next time he heard it, he would definitely identify them.

"David, why haven't you left yet?" Officer Bob, having finished some paperwork, hadn't gone back to the chaotic conference room yet. He had come to the lobby for some air and, seeing David standing there, couldn't help but ask.

Hearing the voice, David pulled his focus away from the Shadow Servant. If his body hadn't been leaning against the wall, he wouldn't have been able to maintain his balance. Upon hearing Officer Bob, he had to give up control of the Shadow Servant.

He didn't need to worry about the Shadow Servant, though; it couldn't stray more than ten meters from him anyway, and no one could detect it.

"Officer Bob, I'd like to ask you for a small favor." A thought occurred to David. He could tell that Officer Bob was trying to curry favor with him—or rather, with his father, Hans—and he decided to take advantage of it.

"As long as it's within my authority, no problem!" Officer Bob smiled, though he was wary that David might ask for something outlandish, so he set the condition for his help.

"Officer Bob, could you help me check who the license plate of that car belongs to?" David pointed to the inconspicuous car parked outside the police station.

"That's no problem!" Officer Bob looked at the parked car and smiled.

He aimed the identity bracelet on his arm at the car and triggered a police scan. This scan could not only identify the origin of the vehicle but also the identity of the person inside.

Officer Bob didn't ask why David wanted to do this; in his view, as long as he could offer a favor, it was worth it.

Although David's father, Hans, held a nominal position, no one in Peilan City would dare look down on a National Scholar like him.

"Here is all the information on that car and its current driver!" Officer Bob said, sending a data packet to David's identity bracelet.

"Thank you very much for your help. I will mention your assistance to my father!" David thanked him.

"David, if you need help, feel free to contact me." Having achieved the desired result, Officer Bob smiled and replied.

When David walked out of the police station, he didn't look at the car tailing him. He simply got into his Gladstone Type III Car and headed back the way he came.

After the Gladstone Type III Car had driven a hundred meters, the trailing car started up and followed from a distance.

The Shadow Servant had already followed David's silent command to return to his side. Maintaining a steady speed of seventy kilometers per hour, he drove back to his residence on Lanka Street.