Ember Gun

  Chapter 289 The Past

  After a few days of pouring, the heavy rain was a lot lighter, like a hazy veil, the slender rain lightly hit the ground, ripples in the stagnant water.

At night, the old Dunling in the rainy season is like a psychedelic water world. The steam that overflows from the ground is broken by raindrops before it rises. The biting chill is accompanied by every traveler, like a ghost that can be driven away like a ghost. .

  There is no one on the street anymore. No one likes to travel in this kind of weather. It’s not quiet at night. Only the faint sound of horseshoes sounded in the dark, announcing that the Mounted Police were still patrolling.

  A little gleam of light rose from the darkness, and then the Kestrel walked out of the darkness and threw the still burning cigarette into the stagnant water under his feet.

  He doesn't smoke much, but in this ghostly weather, this thing seems to be the only thing that can warm up his body, although to a large extent it is just psychological comfort.

Colleagues say that Kestrel is a guy with a very good mentality. No matter how bad the environment is, he doesn't seem to be afraid. Sometimes he even tells people about rotten meat and internal organs in the same place. In fact, Kestrel does not. So brave, he is an ordinary person, telling jokes is that he is almost scared to pee, can only talk about other things to divert attention.

  Looking at the rain-shrouded world, the whole city is silent as if only you are left...This environment is really suitable for some **** murders, if you really don’t want to come out to work in the middle of the night.

  Kestrel sighed helplessly, and the heat he exhaled quickly disappeared in the evening breeze, like being killed by something unknown.

  He is holding a black umbrella, and his clothes are completely dark, with a pistol inserted under his clothes, a pocket knife on his waist, and he is fully armed.

  Kestrel is like a **** of death preparing to start working at night. As he stepped through the stagnant water, more **** of death walked out of the darkness with him.

  The carriage stopped not far away. The members who had arrived in advance had already taken control of the building. They carried forged police cards and told the other residents who had been awakened that they were just maintaining a small security.

  But this is not a small maintenance of law and order. Those people are hiding in the shadow that no one can see. The aluminum thermal rifle has been ignited. With the hot temperature, this humid environment does not affect it too much.

   "I always have an illusion sometimes."

   Another voice sounded, and Robin walked out from the side. He was a devout believer, with a silver cross hung in front of his black clothes.

  Although he believes in the emptiness of the gospel church, this belief has long been completely distracted during the localization of Inervig, and the robin is very clear about his position.

  Faith is faith, and work is work.

   "What illusion?"

  Kestrel went on to say, in this **** of a circumstance, he really hoped that someone would talk to him more so that the heavy rain would separate him from the world, so as not to appear so lonely.

"Old Dunling, this city is a vibrant city during the day. The roar of gears creates wealth and miracles. It leads the development of the world. People work hard here and consume everything in their lives, but at night it becomes completely Another world."

   Robin said.

  "A world that does not belong to mortals. There are strange and disgusting monsters hidden in the dark corners. They try to bring mankind back to the dark age, and we are the heroes who hold the fire and fight with them."

   "Hmm...it reminds me of those novels." Kestrel said.

"novel?"

  The Robin gave the Kestrel a squint. This careless fellow didn't seem to be someone who would take the initiative to come into contact with literature.

  "It's not the obscure traditional literature, but some people wrote...In any case, I don't know how to say it. Anyway, they are some very interesting stories, but they are not very popular."

   "Those... knight novels?"

   Robin thought about it carefully, and thought of this word.

  This is something that has appeared in recent years. It is written about the love and hatred between the nobles, or the adventure story of exploring the new world. There is no serious core idea, and there are no touching words, just telling what you want.

It was something that nobody cared about, but it was popular among young people. These stories are different from the serious literature they read, which makes them happy, while the older generations think this is something that is not influential. Object to it.

  Robin did not expect Kestrel to watch these things, but think about it, it is indeed something he can do.

   "This is the case in those stories. There are bad guys in the city. They come to do evil at night, so the protagonist practices swordsmanship hard, and when night falls, he wears a mask and goes out to fight for justice."

  Kestrel looked at the robin to the side, and then said, “Don’t you think this is very similar to us? Although we are not fighting bad guys, but something more tricky than bad guys.”

   "Those little girls like this story very much. They think this protagonist who walks in the night but does not identify himself is really cool."

  Kestrel said with a smile on his face, it seems that he is the one who is popular with those little girls.

  "Do you like this story very much?"

"Of course."

The Kestrel is full of youthful vitality. The Robin does not understand him at all. Although they are all colleagues, their age span is also very large. The Kestrel's age seems to be similar to that of Lorenzo, while the Robin is already three years old. He is in his early ten years. If he hadn't eliminated the **** job of organizing, he would have considered marrying a wife and having children.

  The robin paused for a while, and then just like those old-fashioned old guys, he didn't know what's going on with young people nowadays.

   "By the way, Joey looks very angry." Robin said, "I have never seen him so angry."

   "It should be because of those **** hallucinations... Joey saw that kid again." Kestrel said.

   Robin fell silent for a short time, and he was also aware of the incident.

   "Is that so? Is he still not out of the shadow?"

  "Otherwise? Where do you think his cleanliness comes from? He has killed men, women, old people, young people, and even those things that are not human, but that time he killed a child... many."

  Kestrel understands Joey, the psychological burden is not just talking.

   "That's not to blame him, it was on the battlefield, and it was mainly Gawain's hands." Robin tried to excuse Joey.

   "So, it's difficult to kill people. You have to suppress your emotions until you get used to killing our kind." Kestrel suddenly felt that the heavy rain made people more irritable.

very few people know

  In the beginning, Joey was not stationed at the old Dunling, but followed the Gawain Knights to encircle and suppress the monsters on the edge of the country.

  That is the edge of the law and the sword, often accompanied by blood and death.

  In one action, Joey killed an innocent person, a group of children.

"I still remember Gawain's ugly face... In fact, he did the right thing, in terms of the regulations on the removal of agencies, but it is still uncomfortable." Kestrel said, he even remembered Joey back then. Repeat the words for yourself.

  At that time, Gao Wen said.

"We just killed their parents, and their family believes in demons. We don’t know what kind of power they have, or weapons, and they are full of hatred towards us, maybe next second this kid will become Demon, and then kill my subordinates, I am responsible for their lives."

   So Gawain killed them, to be precise, killed everyone.

  It was a battlefield, a cruel and cold-blooded battlefield. Gawain did not make any mistakes. If there must be any mistakes, it is that he is too observant of the rules, and the cold-blooded ones seem to be non-human.

  In order to fight against demons, human beings always abandon some inferiorities, such as compassion, sympathy, weakness...

  Actually...everyone is very cold-blooded, but they don’t want to admit it. It seems that as long as they don’t admit it, they are still a normal human being.

   And Joey was tortured since then.

This is a kind of spiritual torture. Everyone who cleans up the organization has it. They killed people and committed crimes. Although they said it was for a brighter tomorrow, they still took the lives of those innocents. Even the nervous kestrel sometimes can't help but learn a few prayers with the robin and chant.

  The only time Joey felt that his guilt was so serious that he could not be ignored.

  Since then, Joey applied to be transferred back to the old Dunling. After suffering, he began to take hallucinogens to comfort himself. His mental state continued to decline, and sometimes he was stained with blood, and he remembered everything that was like a nightmare.

   "So it's really important to see a psychologist often," Kestrel said.

   "I thought you would say something serious and meaningful." The robin couldn't think of what Kestrel would sum up.

   "What deep meaning, what seriousness, don't you feel too tired to live like that?" Kestrel said nonsense, "Everyone's work is so terrible, so don't torture yourself anymore."

   "Is this a great wisdom?"

   "It's just heartless...After all, people like me live longer, don't they?"

  Kestrel has no seriousness at all, just talking casually.

  It's not that he has no ambitions, but when he was in Xiacheng, the life and death years made him easily satisfied.

   "Okay, stop chatting with everyone, it's time to work."

  A voice interrupted the conversation between the two, and then another person walked out of the rain.

   Ye Xiao rarely acted with them.

Currently there is only one of the three generations of armor that can be officially put into use, but it has been blown by the black angel controlled by Lorenzo in the test. Before the new armor is built, the test driver of Ye Xiao has no job. So he was temporarily transferred back to make up for the lack of manpower.

  "The personnel are already in place, it's time to act." Ye Xiao said.

   "But is this really good?" Robin asked, "That doctor is one of us, so he just came to the door without any evidence?"

"Joy himself is the evidence... and the reason why Old Dunling can guarantee such a calm is because of our over-vigilance," Kestrel said. "As long as there is a slight symptom, we will never let it go, even Arthur. 'S daughter is still in Montenegro Hospital..."

  Kestrel knows how difficult the ghost place of the Black Mountain Hospital is, but now almost two weeks have passed, and the little girl has no intention of being discharged from the hospital.

   "However, because of this, we are also very wary of our own people."

   Ye Xiao knows their worries, but it has nothing to do with him. They will play different roles tonight.

In terms of positions, the upper knight also followed different knight commanders. Joey and Night Owl were Lancelot’s subordinates. However, Lancelot disappeared mysteriously a few months ago. According to rumors, he is suspected of being with Like Galahad, he was eroded by a generation of armor and was undergoing emergency treatment.

However, in the Pump of Perpetual Motion, someone has seen Galahad, but Lancelot... This guy is like a ghost that doesn't exist. Although it is his subordinate, Joey and Ye Xiao are also Never seen that guy.

  Kestrel stretched his hand into the rain curtain and rubbed his eyes vigorously with the cold rain-stained hand to refresh himself.

  He doesn't think about that anymore. The more he knows, the faster he will die. Kestrel still knows this truth.

  "Are you one? Oh, it's unimaginable..." Robin sighed.

While fighting the monsters, not only must be alert to the monsters, but also the demonized teammates. The cleansing agency believed in Joey’s suspicion and suspected that the doctor had a problem. Similarly, they also suspected that Joey had a problem. He had injected it before. Hallucinogens, after lying down in the Black Mountain Hospital for a while, in the eyes of the cleaning agency, this thing has been regarded as black history.

  If it is not possible to prove that the doctor has a problem, then psychological evaluation and psychiatric testing will be waiting for Joey. They have the condition to suspect that Joey is carrying the residue of erosion, which has caused the mental abnormality. This is not good news.

  "Have you seen the doctor's information?" Kestrel asked.

  Robin nodded. On the way, he sat in the carriage and had seen it again.

  Although they all serve to eliminate organs, just like the pump of perpetual motion, the Black Mountain Hospital and these front-line knights are completely two parts, and there is little communication between the two.

  "James Moriarty, age 27, unmarried, is a native of Old Dunling. After graduating from the Royal College of Medicine, he was absorbed into the Montenegro Hospital. After a year of investigation, he became a full member."

  The resume is very clean, not clean.

  From his birth to the present, all his deeds have been recorded in detail. With just a few pieces of paper, you can even reproduce his not a long life.

  But now it was such a clean doctor who was suspected by Joey.

Kestrel still remembers the situation at that time. Joey fell into a terrible anomaly, as if he was suffering from terrible erosion. After he stabilized his mind, with the help of a sensitive large Geiger counter, Joey, who was confused, made this judge.

  Actually, Joey can't be sure of his judgment, but he believes in his instinct. James Moriarty may be related to demons.

  The weird mutual aid association, after meeting Moriarty, the hallucinations recurring...

  Like a transparent spider web, you can touch everything that weird and feel the invisible pressure, but you can’t see it clearly.

  　 After a long and painful insomnia, I finally realized that it is better to do something more productive than tossing over and over again, eat breakfast and go to bed, good night everyone.

  (End of this chapter)