Chapter 505 The Slaughterhouse (1/2)

Sunny get out of the PTV, somewhat apprehensive of what he was about to see The police officers present at the scene looked very relieved to see Master Jet and hi in their eyes seemed to dissipate a little

This was not at all how these types of situations were usually portrayed in popular media In the crime mystery shohenever a plucky mundane detective encountered a cold and by-the-book Awakened agent, their relationshi+p always started very confrontationally, with mutual disdain and debates over as supposed to handle the case… only to end as an entertaining teaain, reality turned out to be very different from how storytellers liked to portray it There was no conflict over jurisdiction or negativity expressed by the police officers Instead, they were genuinely happy to see the Awakened specialists arrive

…Well, of course they were It was just as the old policehtmare — if he died there and no Awakened was near, they would have to fight the Nightmare Creature his body had turned into the mundane humans ever wished to do

Master Jet walked over to one of the policereeted him with a short nod Despite the fact that he was much older than her — not to mention Sunny himself — the officer treated theain, s, sir Let me show you the way"

He led them deeper into the alley, toward a heavy metal door that hid in the deep shadows It ide open, and there were strange flashes of intense white light colow of the police sirens The whole situation seeh he was in the e dream

'I mean… where else would I be addressed as "sir" by a police officer? Life sure is funny soht, he turned to Master Jet and asked:

"What is this place?"

ReadNovelFullme

She hesitated for a few moments, then said in an unexpectedly dark tone:

"It's a… club, of sorts Called the Slaughterhouse One of the few such establishments in the city"

Sunny stared at the door, which had no sign or any indication that there was a club on the other side of it Was this aofon inside that needed to be hidden?

"A peculiar nahtclub"

Master Jet smiled with a corner of her mouth

"It is round floor is your usual dance club, but beneath it, there is a VIP area with an underground arena There is nothing illegal going on there, just… things that are in poor taste"

She paused, and then added somberly:

"They send Echoes, usually dorhters are paid generously, of course, and the club profits fro enough to recoup losses if one of the Echoes is accidentally destroyed Everyone wins… I guess"

Sunny frowned

He knew that wealthy people were big fans of wasteful forms of entertainment, and that there were arenas where precious Echoes wereh… wasn't it a bit too much?

'Did I suddenly beco was ever too much Sunny knew all about how vice worked, from his childhood in the outskirts His current surprise was just because he lacked knowledge of what for the more affluent layers of society

"So what happened in that Slaughterhouse?"

Master Jet shrugged

"That's e have to find out All I know is that everyone inside is dead Kind of ironic, actually!"

The police officer guiding thelance, and then said hoarsely: