Ember Gun

  Chapter 211 City of Miracles

  Probably, the so-called Feng Shui turn is like this.

  In the most glorious era of the gospel church hundreds of years ago, Fei Lengcui was the place where everyone was fascinated, and the dream city in everyone’s heart.

Some people say that there are devout priests everywhere, and prayers are kept day and night. Others say that countless kingdoms enshrine the church. The treasure house of the Medici houses gathers most of the wealth of the Western world. Others say there is a gateway to it. The gate of heaven is just being guarded by the Templar knights.

  Uncountable people say that countless stories, countless desires and greed are like the incarnation of God in the world. It seems that as long as you get there, it will satisfy all your wishes.

  Lorenzo used to not understand people’s extreme yearning for a certain place, but when he really came to Old Dunling, he understood a lot.

  People have certain obsessions, but those obsessions are often difficult to achieve in the end. No matter how hard you try, you will only struggle on the edge of failure.

  That is really desperate, powerless despair.

But no one can accept these. They need a desired goal. It was Fei Lengcui a few hundred years ago, but now it is the old town. They yearn for this miraculous city, as if in this miracle, they can find and complete the The way of reading.

Thinking of this, Lorenzo couldn’t help laughing. After all, he was also a smuggler. Time has passed so long. He could hardly remember how long he was cruising in the sea, the sun’s exposure, the wind and rain, maybe It was too tragic, and that memory was already a little fuzzy.

  He once thought that he would die at sea, and the great Captain Holmes was buried in the belly of the fish before he started his looting career.

  But maybe because he was also a person with obsessions, Lorenzo survived after all. When he woke up, he was soaking in the shallow sea, and Jiu Dunling was in front of him.

   "I don't know if those smugglers will despair after seeing the real old Dunling."

  Pres looked at the gray silhouette of Old Dunling, where there is steam technology beyond the understanding of the world, and the incredible behemoth is flying in the sky, misty, as if another world.

Old Dunling does have a miracle, but that miracle is not available to everyone. Pres is also the one who came for that miracle, but in the end he can only be a small detective. All his wishes are The ideal has become cheap, and now it is just retirement.

  This is a ruthless city, it will wipe out all your reason and enthusiasm, and finally lose yourself in that complicated gear.

  Those stowaways are like pilgrims. They come here with great effort, only to see the dazzling miracle, but they don’t see the bones under the prosperity.

  "Aren't you going home to sleep?" Lorenzo asked.

   "Do you think I will be assured that someone like you will handle the case alone?" Press said.

  Lorenzo looked at Pres’ dark circles under his eyes.

   "To be honest, you should trust people more."

   "It's you?" Press seemed to hear a joke.

"Okay, Mr. Holmes, I have to admit that you can be called...unnaturally gifted in some way." Press, "but trust you or forget it. It feels like putting off the criminals. Go, he said he will definitely come back after breakfast."

  Lorenzo frowned, thought for a moment, and replied solemnly, "This kind of thing, it sounds like I can do it."

   "Will you be back?"

   "What if?"

  The two walked out of the Su Yalan Hall while chatting. Due to the lack of police force, they did not have any carriages to use this time, and it seemed that they could only move forward on two legs.

"A cargo ship from Feilengcui, the stowaways hid in the container. They were hiding well. If it weren't for the delegation's visit and heightened vigilance, they might have passed by like this." Pres said .

   "You didn't catch them?"

"They were very agile. They ran away from the pier in the dark. The mounted police chased them all the way and finally no trace... Actually this case is not important. This kind of smuggling happens every day. We found one case, maybe just Ten cases escaped our sight."

  Lorenzo compared this number in his heart, and he was completely confused.

   "With so much influx of people, are you still in a hurry?"

   Hearing this, Pres looked at Lorenzo with disdain, "Then do you remember where was the first day you came to Old Dunling?"

where?

This evoked Lorenzo’s memories. He once thought that all the demons were dead, and that he came to Old Dunling just to provide for the elderly, so he put all his past and memories behind, and after his life stabilized, he I rarely think about that anymore.

  After calming down, he met the darkness again. Lorenzo did not die when he discovered the monsters. The Night of the Holy Prophet was only one of countless conspiracies, and his mission was not over yet.

   "I remember... Down Town?" Lorenzo said.

As a foreigner, he had no formal documents and could not enter the outer city, not to mention the inner area of ​​Old Dunling. At that time, he was embarrassed almost like a dead person. The only place to accept him was Xiacheng, where he Encountered a shrike.

"Yes, Xiacheng, it is really messy there, but I have to admit that thanks to its existence, all the **** is gathered in one place." Pres replied, "Most of the smugglers go home. In urban areas, they couldn't hold on to that kind of ghost place for long.

  Of course there are people who can crawl out of it, but waiting for them is also a mechanical life... This city is not beautiful, at least that beauty belongs to only a few people. "

  Lorenzo heard this venomously say, "The wicked class gap!"

  Pres gave Lorenzo a white look, a little bit confused about the detective's nerves.

   "On the contrary, Lorenzo, I really envy your life."

  Lorenzo was a little dazed, he stopped and looked at Pres.

   "Do you envy me?"

  Absolutely, some people envy this desperate life.

  Pres nodded seriously.

   "How awesome!"

  Lorenzo was a little overwhelmed. How can he be, and one day he will be envied by others... This feeling is weird.

  Only hearing the detective continue to speak, his voice was a bit lonely.

"Look, you are an external detective. You can work when you want to work, and rest when you want to rest. You look like you never worry about money... I really envy you, Lorenzo, you spend every day. I’m so happy, I’m the kind of person who doesn’t have fun and wants to have fun. It’s like no worries."

  Lorenzo was stunned by him. After a long pause, he took out the cigarette from his arms. This was the one the Kestrel bought him, but it was Joey who paid the bill.

  The hand that lit the cigarette trembled slightly, like a heart-saving medicine, Lorenzo inhaled.

  But in the end, he didn't say anything or refute it. He wouldn't show off how colorful his life was with Pres. After all, Lorenzo's life was happy that he could not imagine.

  Fly through the weird mecha, where to go, and flirt with the Duke...If the situation in the train at that time could be called flirting and flirting.

   is also related to the mysterious department of Old Dunling, and he himself is a peerless hunk, this is a perfect city soldier king!

   is so cool!

But Lorenzo wouldn’t say that almost all the people he knew were dead, and he had to fight with those demons every day. The reason why he was very happy was because this ghost situation made him really depressed without having some fun. crazy.

  Similarly, he wouldn’t worry about marrying a wife, having children, buying a house, etc. After all, as a demon hunter, Lorenzo didn’t think he could have that kind of life.

  The demon hunter will not enjoy his old age, the demon hunter will only die on the battlefield, this ghost is like a curse.

   Soon Lorenzo finished smoking a cigarette. This brief silence made Pres a little uncomfortable, but soon it came.

  The iron snake came from the end of the street, swallowing steam, like a gasping beast.

  It finally stopped slowly in front of the two of them. At this time, Pres noticed that there was a stop sign erected here. He had been talking to Lorenzo just now, and he hadn't noticed this at all.

Although steam technology continues to rise, under the research of the perpetual pump, electricity has gradually been connected to this city of steel. They seem to want to use the old Dunling as a testing ground to see how much glory electricity can bring .

The   Steam Tram is one of the products. It walks on the railroad tracks on the ground and connects the entire city.

   "Let's go, we can only go like this without a carriage. You can still take a nap on the road." Lorenzo said.

  Pres glanced at the car, there were still a few vacancies.

  The two boarded the iron snake, and then it moved slowly, leading them to where they needed to go.

The Thames River runs through the entire Inverwig Island, and the entrance to the sea is the Port of Rendona. There are a large number of ships from foreign countries anchored there. It is the core of trade, but there are still many ships that will not stay there. They will After passing through customs, proceed along the Thames all the way to Old Dunling.

  The cargo ship from Feilengcui was checked out at the old Dunling Wharf. Now the two of them have to go to the wharf to check the scene first.

  Pres looked really tired, and fell asleep leaning on the back of the chair. Lorenzo sat beside him and picked up the newspaper on the chair bag.

  Usually, the time on the iron snake is very boring. In order to let the passengers pass the time, they intimately provided newspapers.

  Lorenzo was reading the newspaper. He didn't really want to let his mind go idle.

The Viking nations ended their civil wars. The pirates are now under the orders of a guy named Ragnar, who says on paper the joy of the end of the war, but in fact no one wants to see the war subsided. The Vikings The country’s territorial resources are barren, and now the land in the Western world has long been divided up. In the eyes of those Vikings, they would either trade money for development or plunder.

Leber is also constantly rising. During the Glorious War, they have always maintained neutrality and developed in secret. Now they have built a trading network along the Rhine River. At present, relying on the rich land resources, industrial development has begun to gradually catch up. Inervig, some people are worried about this.

  As for Gallunaro, the hatred between the two countries is still there, and undercurrents are surging under the peaceful surface. Although there are no contradictions on the mainland, small disputes continue in the colonies outside Inervig.

What’s left is the news of some small countries. Although they are independent as the country, they are actually under the control of various big countries. This is protesting today, and tomorrow is going to attack that. Basically, it is like this. Small frictions continue, but the war is. There has been no rise.

Today, it is the most powerful and harmless state of the Holy Gospel Papal kingdom. The Knights of the Templar have fallen behind the times. People have picked up guns and cannons, but they are still wearing heavy armor, like a ritual to mourn the glory of the past. .

  Everyone misses the age of faith, but no one wants it to come back. The power of the Pope at that time was so powerful that now it is just a mascot of faith.

  The world is almost like this, hovering on the edge of rotten and rotten.

  Turning to the next page, there are some news in the old Dunling, such as the gas explosion in Beicheng District, and successive explosions destroyed the entire street. Fortunately, not many people were injured, but the building was seriously damaged and has been blocked.

  Wait a minute!

  The hand that was about to turn the page suddenly stopped. Lorenzo carefully looked at the words of the gas explosion. Isn't this what the cleaning mechanism is doing again?

   Continue to look down, it is the news of some missions visiting, and see the last one that caught Lorenzo’s attention.

  The mission of the Holy Evangelical Papal State will visit in the near future.

  Although he has been away there for seven years, every time he sees news about it, Lorenzo can always recall and alert.

  The newspaper is extremely arrogant. In the opinion of the writer, the Gospel Church is finally willing to give up their arrogance to welcome the arrival of steam technology, but is it too late to embrace it?

  Countries have developed a certain level of industry, and they have fallen far behind in this world game.

  No...not necessarily, if the Evangelical Church can get back the "Revelation" and complete the project of militarization of the Demon Hunters, they can still regain their dominance, but the cost will be an extremely terrible war.

  Lorenzo is serious, he knows the gap between ordinary people and demon hunters.

   "Wake up, Pres."

  After a while, he was about to arrive at the dock. Lorenzo pushed Pres to wake him.

The detective looked terribly uncomfortable, but his condition was much better than before. Sure enough, people still have to sleep, but he still didn't worry about letting Lorenzo handle the case alone. It was not that he was afraid that the detective was dead, but that he would make more Big trouble.

   Rubbed his eyes vigorously, letting his energy as much as possible, and then looked at Lorenzo.

"Reached?"

   "It's here now."

  The iron snake suddenly stopped, this is its terminal station, and the passengers walked down one after another.

  Press said sadly, "I really want to go home and sleep."

"move!"

  Lorenzo urged.

  Walking down the iron snake, a strong stench came, countless people were walking on the dock, and the steamboat on the Thames passed by with billowing smoke, like a foggy road.

  (End of this chapter)