Ember Gun

  Chapter 119 Dance Partner

   "So what shall we do next?"

  In the carriage, Joey, Shrike, and Lorenzo looked at each other, and then couldn't help covering their heads because of the deadlock in the case.

No one could answer Joey's words, Lorenzo was silent. From the conversation just now, it can be known that the target of the monster's revenge can be any aristocrat who has hired a survivor. In this case, the target will be huge and uncountable. Lorenzo did. Not to visit every nobleman, and time will not allow him to do so.

  Lorenzo doesn't care about the life and death of those nobles, he only cares about the source of the inferior secret blood, but now all of this is like being trapped in a mist, and there is no clue.

  "Can we find the clients of Mrs and Mrs. Eds?"

   "Basically not, they are not a boss like Hughes worthy of attention."

  Shrike shook his head. Although he controls Xiacheng, he cannot monitor everyone's life.

   "But if the whole situation is magnified, I have an interesting news here. Before Hughes died, he was attacked by a group of people."

  Lorenzo raised his head slightly and motioned for Shrike to continue.

"Not all the survivors were so resigned. Some people united and tried to resist this injustice, and most of them did not come to Old Dunling voluntarily, but were lured here, smugglers like Hughes. They promised high remuneration, but after they got here, it was endless exploitation."

  Shrike continued.

"You should know the shrewdness of those businessmen. Although a large part of the survivors are free people, they are no different from slaves. They have signed unfair contracts under deceit and intimidation, and they can only continue to work until the contract is completed. "

   "Those people want revenge?"

   "I just want to threaten Hughes to let them go back."

Shrike shook his head, expressing regret.

"But how could they have fought Hughes... These interests are one overlap and one heavy. Even if Hughes wants to let them go, the nobles behind him can agree with it. This is already a deformed ecology, just like this deformity. city ​​of."

  Lorenzo was silent, the thoughts in his mind running fast.

   "I have also released the news about the deaths of these people. If someone really has a guilty conscience, he will come to us."

  At this time, Joey said from the other side.

  Lorenzo shook his head, and said somewhat mockingly.

   "No, you can see the attitude of Baron Abel. In their opinion, the death of those people has nothing to do with them. They don't even feel the so-called guilt..."

  "This is the effect of hatred and class. Lorenzo, I know your dislike for those people, but in fact their behavior can be understood."

  Shrike said at this moment, he looked at Lorenzo, he was not ashamed of this behavior, but he could understand.

"Our hatred with the Gallunaro people has lasted for too long. The glorious war that has lasted for a hundred years has made hatred imprinted in the blood of every Inverwegian. Some people know that it is the hatred of their fathers, but Some people still can't let go..."

   "The hatred of the fathers has continued to these survivors, right?" Lorenzo said.

  Shrike nodded, then pointed to himself.

  "Sometimes the interesting place is here. We are humans, but some of our kind have no independent thinking, with hatred of prejudice. In fact, this has nothing to do with them."

Lorenzo was silent. He understood what the shrike meant. Sometimes the world is so interesting. It is clear that everyone is composed of skeletons and flesh and blood, but they are like no souls. Everyone walks forward and they walk forward. Hatred, they hate together.

  Sighed long, Lorenzo said afterwards.

"At least we still found some clues. Maybe the demon is not taking revenge for a particular person. He is for the survivors as a whole, so the scope is reduced. The demon is likely to be a survivor, and no one will notice. His characteristics..."

Lorenzo remembered what happened when he inquired about Wall's body in the hospital. At that time, the man who sealed the morgue with flames had characteristics similar to those of demons, a profession that no one noticed, and a "ladder". "The same person.

   "His profession must be very popular, at least wherever he appears will not be abrupt."

   "Continue to search according to these?"

"Now it can only be like this. Time will tell us everything. Even if the answer to the mystery is not found in the end, it doesn't matter. That person can't hold it anymore. As long as your peeper system is correct, he will be completely demonized sooner or later, and then he will be completely demonized. we discover."

  Lorenzo said lightly, then looked at Joey.

   "Send me back, it looks like there will be no more results today."

  ……

  The changes in the old day are not big. The sky is always gray and invisible. The afterglow of the setting sun burns the gray slightly, spreading from the end of the sky to the top of the head.

   Pushing open the door, perhaps because today’s conversation is full of conflict and heaviness, Lorenzo couldn’t help feeling exhausted.

  This world is like this. It is full of contradictions everywhere, and it seems that the so-called reconciliation will never be reached. Even the gods of the evangelical church know all this, so they put the promised kingdom of heaven after death.

   "Oh, he is back."

The sudden sound interrupted Lorenzo's thoughts and raised her head. Mrs. Van Lud was sitting on the sofa in the living room with a happy face. The fire in the fireplace was burning, and the light reflected her cheeks like an old witch. .

"what happened?"

   Lorenzo asked curiously, it sounds like Madame Van Ludder seems to be waiting for her return.

   "You have a temporary task."

  The voice came from the other side, and Lorenzo turned around fiercely. He didn't even realize that there was a person sitting next to the door.

   "Seleu?"

  Lorenzo exclaimed.

The girl nodded. She was wrapped in a thick coat and nestled on the sofa. The corners of the skirt were exposed from the pure white skirt under the heavy clothes. The edges were delicate lace and patterns. She seemed to be unaccustomed to high heels. She took off Shoes, the same white high heels are on the other side of the sofa.

   "...so what's wrong with this?"

  Lorenzo took a deep breath, and his voice was a little helpless and tired. It felt like you had been working for a day, and as a result, there was a bigger trouble waiting for yourself after you got home.

   "You still have an hour to clean up. I hope you don't let the Stuarts lose face."

  An old but heavy voice came from behind Lorenzo, Yawei.

  The old butler’s expression of resentment, Lorenzo always felt like he had seen it somewhere...Oh, yes! It's the Duke of Phoenix, this guy has the same expression and the same badness as the Duke of Phoenix.

   "Wait, what's the matter?"

  It is rare that Yawei took out the gun and pointed it at his head without meeting, but judging from his expression, he seemed to be in a bigger trouble.

Lorenzo's brain turned quickly. He seemed to have missed something. He looked at Seleu again, and saw that this cold girl was a little different from usual, and the cold face was a little more bloody. ...Wait this is not bloody, she actually put on makeup.

  The scattered light golden long hair was tied up, and exquisite jewelry was inserted on it, pearls and silver chains, like a precious metal platter.

  The unlucky detective seemed to have guessed something, and before he could say it, Yawei gave an answer.

   "I hope this suit fits you, of course it doesn't fit and I hope you can stand it."

   Saying that Yawei threw a set of clothes, his mouth looked respectful, but judging from his manners and movements, he had no good intentions.

   is a set of evening dresses. Judging from the soft touch and exquisite hand decoration, this thing can cover up to several months' rent.

"no……"

Lorenzo had never seen such a battle. He was speechless for a while, but soon more attendants walked over from behind the door and touched Lorenzo. It seemed that they were very professional, even if they did. Winchester under the windbreaker did not change his face either.

More people pressed Lorenzo on the chair, combed the hair that was squashed by the deerstalker, and sprayed skin care products on the vicissitudes of old face, hoping to make this **** in a short time The guy can be a bit younger.

  Seleu didn't say anything, just with a cold smile, although Lorenzo knew that this was how she smiled normally, but now it looked like a cold mockery.

   "Mr. Holmes, if there are no other candidates, I really don't want to trouble you like this."

  Looking at Lorenzo who was surrounded by groups, Yawei started talking without hesitation.

  Other options? Thinking of Seleu's **** smile, Lorenzo guessed that he was the only candidate on the list.

   "So what are you doing?"

  The strange perfume was sprayed on Lorenzo, and the nasal cavity was full of the intoxicating fragrance. To be honest, Lorenzo didn't like it very much, and that smell would interfere with his judgment.

   "For a party, I need a partner."

   Seleuc spoke slowly at this moment, squeezing his face with one hand, watching all this with interest.

  Lorenzo is rarely seen like this. In her desperate time with Lorenzo, she has seen Lorenzo in various ways, but now this embarrassment is not there.

   "So don't you think you should consult my opinion?"

  The attendant tightened Lorenzo's belt, but he didn't expect that the detective had gained a few pounds during this period of time.

   "Then Mr. Holmes, what do you think?"

Yawei said.

  Lorenzo turned his head, and then gave him a blank look. At this moment, the huge revolver was on his head. These people didn't even think about asking themselves.

"what……"

   After pondering for a moment, Lorenzo has a somewhat humiliating head.

Yawei clapped his hands and said loudly.

   "Come on, you still have an hour to dress up this wild dog as you can lead it out."

  So the attendants stepped up their work and applied the expensive cosmetics to Lorenzo's old face, which had been suffering from the cold wind.

To be honest, Lorenzo is actually very young. Because of the secret blood, the physique of all the demon hunters has been strengthened, and this strengthening also carries a life span. Theoretically, the demon hunters can live to more than two hundred years, but Because of the fight with demons, demon hunters rarely have a good end.

  Countless brushes swept across his face, and in the mirror on the side, the wild dog was shaved off his dirty hair, revealing the majesty.

  Looking at the young self in the mirror, Lorenzo suddenly remembered that he was also in the prime of his youth.

  Lorenzo was born as an orphan. He didn't know his specific age, but after being adopted by the church, the church set a unified life for them. The time of adoption was their birthday, and the age was determined according to the doctor's estimation.

Lorenzo and other orphans were trained as demon hunters from the beginning, and demon hunters are weapons, and weapons should not have their own thinking. Therefore, Lorenzo had no name at the beginning, just a line of numbers. Only after he was implanted with secret blood at the age of seven did he possess what was regarded as a name, or a code name.

  In this way, Lorenzo realized that it had been eight years since he implanted the secret blood, which means that he is now twenty-five.

  Looking at himself in the mirror, Lorenzo was a little bit sorrowful and regretful.

Since he became a demon hunter, Lorenzo no longer has a normal life. Thinking about it this way, he still feels a bit sad, but Lorenzo quickly threw these thoughts behind his head. , Don’t think about those bad things, after all, there is no need for people to have trouble with themselves.

   "So why are you looking for me?"

   Lorenzo asked, because these attendants had surrounded him tightly, and now he seemed to be talking to himself.

   "Because there is no suitable person, this is a regular gathering between nobles. Of course, another layer means the alliance between big families, which is related to my coming-of-age ceremony."

  Seleu’s voice came from the gap between the attendants.

   "Aren't you still a month away?"

   "Yes, but then I will go to the Platinum Palace to inherit the title, and this group of people now want to have a good relationship with me in advance."

  Lorenzo seemed to think of something.

   "The banquet you dropped that day was also like this?"

  Seleu did not speak, but Lorenzo could think of her now nodding with a cold face.

"Miss Seleuc represents the entire Stuart group, and we don’t want to support any party in disputes between the nobility, we just want to maintain neutrality... at least temporarily neutrality, no matter which group’s nobles get close to The other side is vigilant, even hostile, so the best way is to keep a distance from everyone."

Yawei's voice slowly sounded, and it seemed that these nobles were also playing secretly.

   "But there will always be people with bad intentions trying to get close, instead of..."

  "Why don't you just find someone to attract firepower for the dead ghost?"

  Lorenzo yelled, he knew what was going on.

No matter who Seleu looks for as a dance partner, it’s a gesture. Stuart’s statement is that even if she sits and eats fruit, someone will lean on her. Instead of doing this, she’ll be the one who is not an aristocrat. The nobles do not have any expressions, at best they can be regarded as close to the people.

  It’s a good calculation, Lorenzo can already think of those people wishing to tear his eyes alive.

  (End of this chapter)