Ember Gun

  Chapter 315 The game begins

  The city under the rain curtain was divided into different appearances by different desires. Lorenzo walked on the street under the umbrella he took out from Buscarlo’s house.

There was a shop door open on the street, and there were radio sounds, some were singing, some were discussing current affairs, and some were broadcasting the forecast of the next weather. These voices were mixed together and turned into melodious singing, echoing in the rain. write.

Looking at the pedestrians, their faces were concealed in a hazy look by the rain curtain. Everyone was like a forward shadow, isolated by the heavy rain. The sweet singing continued. Some people speculated that the rainy season was about to end. , And then the cheerful drums rang.

Lorenzo relaxed a little in the rare coolness. The host of the radio station should hear her voice as a handsome girl. She said that according to the solar terms of the old Dunling years, the rainy season should end within a week. After the rainy season, civilian use The airship will begin its first trial operation, when everyone can book tickets and board the sky together.

  As Lorenzo moved forward, the girl’s voice gradually faded away until it was overwhelmed by heavy rain, but then another man’s voice sounded, coming from the restaurant beside her.

The man was analyzing the recent political affairs. The delegations of the Viking countries had a very happy conversation with Queen Victoria. Some people speculated that after this visit, a new safe route would be opened between Inervig and the Viking countries for trade. .

  This feels a bit weird, and Lorenzo also understands Oscar's words.

With the development of communication, with the old Dunling as the source point, various advanced communication technologies are constantly expanding. People can get news from another city from newspapers and radio stations, and even say news from another country. The unreachable places are presented to everyone in the form of words.

  But the world exists outside the door, at the end of the border, not in the city, and should not be on the paper.

  There was a moment when Lorenzo was heartbroken, and he wanted to go to a place outside the old town, not because of the danger that might arise next, but simply because of his inner desires.

  The iron snake slowly stopped on the side of the road sign. Lorenzo and the pedestrians entered the carriage together. The old town was very large. In the continuous expansion for so many years, the iron snake has become the main mode of transportation in the city.

   There was a faint sound, which sounded like snapping fingers, but was soon overshadowed by the roar of an iron snake. Lorenzo grabbed the handrail and crowded with the passengers.

  Because of the rain curtain that fell again, the windows of the car were covered with tiny drops of water. From the inside of the car, the outside world was hazy, and the people in the car shook slightly as they moved on the rails.

  As an iron snake running in the city, it does not have a fixed track. If you want, it can go to different rails through the operating lever in the car.

   "Old Dunling is so good..."

  The clear voice sounded, seeming to be talking to himself, and it seemed to be talking to Lorenzo.

  Lorenzo tilted his head and saw a passenger standing beside him. He had a unique temperament, just like the warm sun, and he always felt at ease when facing him.

  The man also looked at Lorenzo with a smile, and Lorenzo’s somewhat serious face was reflected in the lens.

  "Not long after I came to Jiudunling, except for the necessary work, I like to take the iron snake around the city... This is a view that I can't see in my hometown."

  The man chatted with Lorenzo on his own. He was surprised that Lorenzo didn't have much sense of rejection of this behavior, but some were willing to chat with this guy before getting off the car.

"Almost, when I first came to Old Dunling, just like you, I felt that this city was like a maze, and I couldn't explore it. I pointed directly to the Dunling Tower in the sky, and the pillars of the furnace hidden deep in the ground. Clear tunnels and steam pipes are all over this land... It's really beyond ordinary people's imagination."

  Lorenzo grabbed the handrail, and in the memory, he also vaguely remembered that everything was new to Lorenzo.

  "Have you lived in Old Dunling for a long time?" The man asked again. He was like a visiting traveler, asking Lorenzo about everything here.

   "Sure it."

  "It's great, but it's a pity that I can't stay here for long." The man said.

   "Because you are here to travel?"

  Such travelers are destined to leave. They never live in one place for long.

   "No, it's just because of work and some of my own hobbies. I should leave when things are done." The man looked at every corner of the city with a reluctant expression in his eyes.

  "It’s so nice here, no matter what kind of person you are, you can blend into this city perfectly, even me.

  Good people, bad people, strangers...we can all find our place in it. "

   "We are similar, but we are different."

  The man continued, "Compared with this place, our hometown is too old and backward. There is only room for ignorant believers."

"US?"

  Lorenzo realized something and looked at the man hesitantly.

   "Feelengcui, isn't it?"

  The man said casually.

  The crowded and hot carriage fell silent for a moment, and Lorenzo pressed one hand to the blind corner of the man's sight, and grasped the handle of the folding knife.

  The outside of the detective's line of sight was observing the situation in the carriage. There were many passengers. The crowdedness made it difficult for Lorenzo to get the knife quickly, and if the knife was shot, it might accidentally injure other people.

  Lorenzo doesn’t care if he will accidentally hurt others. Even if it is a moral confession, it should be done in the dead of night, not now.

   His eyes were cold. After a series of encounters over the past few days, Lorenzo felt that his vigilance had reached its peak.

   "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes."

  The man said kindly, and then stretched out his hand, and the approachable demeanor has now become a terrible threat in Lorenzo's eyes.

"Who are you?"

  Lorenzo did not react too much, but asked coldly.

   "You can call me Moriarty."

   Moriarty saw Lorenzo look like this, so he put his hand back, and then looked at the hazy world outside the car window.

   "Protestant group?"

   Lorenzo asked, he and Moriarty share the same hometown, Fei Lengcui, Lorenzo can only infer where he is from.

   Moriarty did not hide it, nodded directly,

"what are you up to?"

Lorenzo could not feel any abnormality from him, just like an ordinary person, but after Lorenzo saw through his disguise, the strange sense of uneasiness continued to circulate in his heart and refused to leave. .

  In fact, this is also a nonsense. Lorenzo knows exactly what the Protestant Order wants, that illusory holy grail that even Lorenzo doesn’t know much about.

   "The Protestant Mission is ready to do it against you. We will not allow the false Holy Grail to fall outside."

   Moriarty did not answer Lorenzo’s question, but talked about something else.

   "So you are here to say this? Remind me before killing me, it sounds so arrogant."

  The secret blood was about to move, Lorenzo stared at the man's face, clearly the atmosphere was so calm, but he was full of pressure.

He has too many enemies, the Protestant Order, the remnants of Lawrence hiding in the dark, and the "curse" written by Shermans, and the lingering demons... as if the whole world has become his Enemy, and this time the cleansing mechanism is no longer his strong backing, he only has himself and the sword in his hand.

   "Yes, just for this, to remind you, after all, we are similar people, I don't want you to die that simply."

  The iron snake stopped. It seemed that it was just for Moriarty to stay. The other passengers did not move. Only Moriarty went down. He stood on the platform and looked at Lorenzo in the carriage.

The steam surged from the machinery, and the iron snake was about to move. Moriarty was holding a black umbrella. He took off his glasses, picked up the rain from the side of the umbrella, and combed the hanging bangs. Exposed the white forehead.

   "But there is another thing, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes, serving the Protestant Mission is just my job, so there is no way to do this, after all, this is work."

In a trance, he seemed to have become another person, without the cover of glasses, his eyes were very clear, the amber pupils seemed to glow, like treasures embedded in flesh and blood, but immediately the friendliness and peace before were gone. , Eyes sharp as a knife, with a bit of madness.

  His smile gradually became feverish, exuding violent madness. For a moment, Lorenzo seemed to see himself in him, the same madness, the same anger, and the fireworks would not go out.

   "They say you are a detective and you are good at'fraud', right?"

  Lorenzo was silent, and clenched the pocket knife.

  "Actually, I am also very good at ‘fraud’. Why not play a game, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes, it’s just you and me."

Suddenly the heavy rain fell, Moriarty's figure was like dye in the water, disappearing instantly during the wash, Lorenzo was about to get out of the car for inspection, but at this moment Iron Snake's car door suddenly closed, trapping him in the car. Inside.

   "Moriarty..."

  Lorenzo whispered the name, and the iron snake slowly started to move, moving along the railroad tracks, splashing water, but the more you marched, the more unspeakable strangeness became.

  Weird fear pierced into Lorenzo's mind. His face was pale, and his pocket knife was thrown out almost at the same time, and the sharp steel was held in his hand like a shining thunder.

   disappeared, all the passengers disappeared.

  Lorenzo stood alone in the empty carriage, and the crowded passengers disappeared with Moriarty’s disappearance.

"what happened?"

  Lorenzo's eyes were gloomy, and the secret blood was stimulated at the same time, and extraordinary authority was given to this body at this moment.

  But he can't see anything anymore.

All the windows of the car were covered by a majestic rain curtain, and the viewing distance was no more than three meters. At the same time, the whole car trembled violently. Accompanied by the howling screams, countless palms stretched out from behind the rain. The ground slammed the car window, and countless hideous and monster faces could be seen in the blur.

  Lorenzo was surrounded, surrounded by countless demons in the old town.

  As a demon hunter, Lorenzo is not afraid of demons, but he is afraid of the unknown, all this weird, all this happened so fast that Lorenzo was almost puzzled.

He didn't notice any erosion, but for an instant the demon appeared in his vision, the car window was shattered, and his hideous palms pierced through the broken glass, like moths fighting fire, they were heading towards Lorenzo. One after another.

  The folding knife pulled out a pale arc of light, and the arms that stretched out were all cut off. The blood and rain mixed together, turning into a cold and smelly turbid current, falling along the edge of the steel.

  The heavy rain and thunder mixed together, bombarding this steel city under the squally wind.

  The whole world seems to be submerged by heavy rain. It is difficult for pedestrians to stand on the street. He is looking for a place to shelter from the rain, but there is a sharp cutting sound from behind the rain curtain.

  Across the carriage, folding knives repeatedly pierced the car body, piercing through the monsters one after another. Their erosion intensity was not high, they were just the most ordinary monsters, and Lorenzo was able to kill with ease.

  The iron snake was moving crazily on the railroad tracks, and countless monsters grabbed the outer wall of steel and hung on it like a barnacle, and no one could see all of this.

People taking refuge from the rain can only see something vague moving in the torrential rain, and those wailing and screams are covered by the falling thunder. Lorenzo is so close to these ordinary people, but that's it. The distance is like two worlds.

  It seemed that a sound rang behind the rain, but a more violent impact shattered it all. Under the impact of the demons, the iron snake derailed and rolled and hit the side of the street. The steel was torn to pieces by the sharp sword light.

Lorenzo was holding a jackknife, standing on the spot vigilantly, and behind the hazy rain curtain, countless black shadows were slowly approaching. They showed their fangs and claws, and the alienated body was still human. Clothing, they were ordinary humans a few minutes ago, but now they are all infected with the disease called the demon and become this weird existence.

   "Demon, monster, it's really endless..."

  The blazing white flame is burning, even the wind and rain cannot extinguish it, driving the cold away, the raindrops are evaporated by the hot temperature before they fall, the faint steam is permeated, and the lower eyes are like rising day.

  The fire-fighting folding knife easily cut off the body of the demon. The blood and rain were evaporated by the fireworks, and the cold air was filled with a frightening smell.

  People can only see the light shining behind the rain, like thunder leaping on the ground.

At the other end of the rain curtain, Moriarty watched the "real" world quietly, with a strange white burning in his eyes, but soon the white fireworks went out, and he rose towards the light. Say hello to the place.

  "I wish you a happy playing! Mr. Lorenzo Holmes!"

  (End of this chapter)