Sky-cracking Rider

Chapter 389 Section 385 - Clue

The Mobile Base Vehicle plowed through the accumulated snow, arriving at a small village in the northern part of the Tunguska Region called Rakim.

The locals were all holed up at home, hibernating through the winter, and it was almost impossible to spot a soul outside. With Siberia's exceedingly short planting season, once the wheat, corn, soybeans, and potatoes were harvested—cabbage being the only possible addition—there would be nothing left. Vegetables relied entirely on greenhouses; otherwise, anything planted was doomed to die.

The devils have entered the village, no, the Russians have entered the village!

Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang!

Tanya pounded forcefully on the wooden door of a village convenience store that doubled as a bar, pool hall, and village office. The village chief's house was right here—if you wanted to find the local snakes, knocking on this door was sure to be right.

The entire village had already been cut off by heavy snow; all roads were impassable. If it weren't for the Mobile Base Vehicle forcefully clearing a path through the snow, relying solely on foot would surely kill a person from exhaustion.

The Female Liaison Officer was enthusiastically knocking when suddenly... the door swung open!

Bang bang puh!

"┗|`O′|┛Oh~~"

A pudgy man with half a bald scalp screamed and fell backwards, rolling on the ground with his hands covering his face.

Because the door had opened so suddenly, Tanya couldn't stop her punch in time and ended up landing a blow straight on the man's nose.

Not even a two-hundred-pound grown Mao Mei, let alone a mature Loli, could easily withstand such a blow—the average person's nose would suffer just the same.

"Uh! I'm a police officer, Tanya Ilyin Alexandrovna, a First Level officer from the Tungus Headquarters, I'm investigating a case and need your cooperation."

Officer Tanya Ilyin Alexandrovna whipped out her badge, flashing it in front of the man to establish her bona fide police identity instead of an unruly gang member.

The brightest sunlight always has its unreachable spots; those are the havens for the dark elements.

She noticed people inside getting ready to draw weapons. There was no helping it; the locals were fierce, and hiding a gun at home was as simple as hiding a bottle of vodka, and it was done brazenly.

Those with more brazenness might even keep a tank hidden, bring it out during the holidays to fire a couple of shots, show off, and flirt with machismo.

"Oh, my God, my nose!"

The man who was punched could only accept his fate, grimacing and clutching his nose, fearing a little more force and it would have sprayed blood everywhere.

But could he still retaliate against law enforcement with violence? Attack the police?

Those uninvited guests outside were probably just waiting for that!

Tanya put away her badge with a smile and said, "Please rest assured, we have a Light System Caster who can heal you right away. Won't you invite us inside for a sit-down?"

When it came to the true local snakes of the Tunguska Region, the police station was the king of kings, the tyrant over tyrants. Just ask who dares to disobey? There won't be a single creature daring to peep.

"Please, come in!"

Village Chief Nikolayev, with his nose still red, tearfully made way for the door, nearly letting out a disgruntled cry.

The woman of the house, a typical Russian Water Tank Matron, silently raged, only smashing pots and pans in the kitchen to express her dissatisfaction with the clamor.

"Come on in, everyone!"

The Female Liaison Officer Tanya nonchalantly waved the 04 team inside.

As all members filed in one after another, the Holy Knight, while passing Village Chief Nikolayev, cast a Light-based Spell on him.

Noticing the immediate cessation of pain, the half-bald village chief hastily expressed his thanks.@@@@

After all, it was that female brute of a cop who had punched his nose; the others were not to be blamed.

Adrian, the captain of squad 04, finally spoke up. He gave a nod to the A-level Psychic Ability User and Puppet Master Joshua.

"We will ensure your husband's safety."

If cannon fodder were needed, dozens of Constructed Puppet Warriors were queued up.

Across the stone bridge spanning the five-meter-wide creek, the second house on the other side bore a big black chimney about the height of a three-story building, billowing blue smoke, probably indicating a roaring fireplace that kept the interior warm and cozy. In this bitterly cold weather, it felt like heaven.

In the Siberian Tundra region, where the front doors were typically made of wood, there was no need for doorbells. A forceful knock created quite the commotion.

"Folks, open up!"

"Huh? Who the hell is screaming out there?"

"I am the police!"

"Damn it..."

From inside the house came a series of chaotic noises and ghostly wails and howls.

Judging by the looks of it, there was more than one person inside, and one could only guess what kind of mess they were cooking up inside.

Mostly likely no good; otherwise, they wouldn't have panicked at the mention of police.

"Breach the door!"

Now it was the turn of squad 04. At Adrian's command, four Constructed Puppet Warriors charged in succession, bursting the door wide open and storming in with automatic weapons at the ready.

After several bangs of gunfire, a series of pig-like screams followed.

"Devils, there are devils!"

"I've been shot! Help!"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

...

Joshua, who was controlling these Constructed Puppet Warriors, took his index finger away from his forehead and nodded at the others.

"All clear, nine people, all under control."

"Huh?"

The village chief Nikolayev, hiding in the back, let out a noise of disbelief. In such ghastly weather and season, instead of nestling warm in their dens, what were they all gathering for?

"Kiterley, Apu, you two go in first!"

To be safe, Adrian sent in a Metal Ability User of the A-level and a Thunder Series Warrior of the Earth Order with their weapons ready, capable of instant kills even if mutants were hiding inside.

The others entered the house with the large black chimney afterwards.

The sights that met their eyes upon entering the house were simply unbearable.

Illicit gambling, a hedonistic gathering of substance abuse, men and women all naked, with bottles thrown everywhere, a stench filling the air, this party was raging out of control.

"Heh heh heh..."

The female liaison officer brandished her handcuffs, these were made of stainless steel, dare you run outside naked now!

In weather that was more than forty degrees below zero, with a blast of cold wind, you would freeze instantly, like human ice lolly.

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