Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2455

Chapter 2455 Floodgates

The usually calm river had swelled, the turbulent grey waters climbing high up the desolate shore. The shore itself had become a muddy mess, with its usual liveliness gone. A large area was cordoned off by police tape and hidden behind a scattering of vehicles parked in front of it, with a small crowd of passerby freezing in the rain behind the tape to satiate their curiosity.

The blinking lights of police sirens gave the scene an ominous, anxious hue.

Climbing out of his car and raising the collar of his jacket to prevent the rain from seeping in, Sunny looked up with a dark expression.

The sky was heavy and dark, shedding tears with no reprieve. That was not what attracted his attention, though.

The idle onlookers crowding behind the police tape did not worry him, but the body had been found close to a bridge. There was a second crowd on that bridge now, busy snapping photos with their phones — from there, they had a perfect vantage point to the body laying on the edge of the water.

'...Damn ghouls.'

It could not have been a coincidence that the body had been dumped here. Either the Nihilist dropped it off the bridge, or he simply wanted people to appreciate his work. If it was the latter, he had found a highly receptive, enthusiastic audience.

Catching a patrol officer who was rushing past, Sunny pulled him back.

"Which asshole…"

The cop turned around with an angry expression, but then paled and took an involuntary step back.

"D—detective Sunny, sir! You… you're here?"

Sunny glared at him for a few moments, then nodded toward the bridge and said in a low, even tone:

"Are you blind or something? Yes, I am here. So, grab a few friends and go clear the pedestrian section of the bridge off, then block it. Bastard, do I need to tell you how to do your job?"

If there had been any evidence left on the bridge, it was for sure destroyed by now. Someone deserved to be fired for this negligence, but Sunny knew that nobody would.

The cop trembled, then saluted and swiftly disappeared from view.

Shaking his head, Sunny climbed under the police tape and headed to the crime scene while putting on black latex gloves. There was a particularly large group of people crowding near the water, blocking his view — he knew that the body was there.

As he was approaching, he could hear them talking in hushed voices:

"Did you hear? Sunny is coming back today."

"Who?"

"Oh, right… you're new. You wouldn't have met him yet."

"But who is Sunny, though?"

"Fool, don't you know anything? You can cross anyone in Mirage Police, but you must never, ever cross that guy. He's fully insane, and not in a good way."

"Sunny, Sunny… w—wait, do you mean him? The Devil Detective?!"

"Ah, so you do know about him. Well, I guess there's hope for you, still. Don't anger the Devil, man."

"Oh, come on… most of the stories they tell about him have to be lies. I bet I can take him, if push comes to shove."

"Damn, you turned out to be a moron. Listen… that one time, back in the day when he was in the Organized Crime Division, the boss of the Red Frog gang put a huge bounty on his head. So, twenty or so thugs cornered him in an underground market at night, all armed with knives and baseball bats. Do you know what happened next?"

"W—what?"

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