Director Anlos had no problem with Shade wanting to help. The ordinary-looking middle-aged man had a troubled look on his face:
"What other clues can there be? The person who wanted to trade with us at that time probably saw the clues, wandered around and then left. After we tracked here, we discovered this house. The person was definitely not an ordinary person, here
No matter how you look at it, it looks like a safe house for an agent.
I suspect that the man went out from behind the house and entered the sewer. But there are not enough manpower here, and it is too dangerous to send people into the sewer rashly. I will continue to stay here to search the house. If you are interested, go to the sewer and have a look.
Oh, be careful of the Gray Gloves and the city gangsters, the former is looking for the information and the latter is looking for the card."
"Mr. Watson, who are you?"
When Shade and Mr. Albert came to the sewer entrance behind the house, the coroner finally couldn't help but said.
Shade glanced at him:
"We're just making a living. After all, people of our status don't fight and kill people or sell potions on the black market every day."
"But you"
"Although you are not an ordinary person, you are still working as a coroner and still know many ordinary people. You and I are the same. When I first met you, I never thought that you were from [Eternal Light]
leader."
Shade directly said something that both of them had a tacit understanding of:
"Everyone's past experiences will affect what they do now, but you see, you can rely on your secret identity to help us find clues quickly. I can also rely on my identity to get information from those who would not otherwise be able to speak.
The answer comes easily from my mouth. From this aspect, we are indeed the same."
"No, no, I can't compare to you."
Mr. Albert shook his head and watched as Shade opened the cover of the sewer, and the two of them turned into a red butterfly and a bat and flew down.
"I first came into contact with [Eternal Light], but I was helped by members of this organization when I was frustrated. At that time, they were just a small organization and there were no ring warlocks. Later I learned about their ideals and practices, and thought this organization was very good.
That’s right. My whole life it seemed like I was being fooled by fate, and at that time I was thinking: maybe I should do something.”
There is an extremely thin fog in the sewer, and there is almost no light in the fog. This makes Shade, who is used to the thick fog in Moon Bay, even a little uncomfortable. There is a slight echo when the two talk, and the stench of the entire sewer is really exaggerated.
.
Shade listened to the heartbeat and made sure no one was nearby before continuing:
"Speaking of which, I realized something recently. Once the Viscount and I want to put the direction of investigation into [Eternal Light], you can always find a new direction for us to investigate and let us do other things."
The coroner wearing a burqa smiled helplessly:
"You and him are really powerful. I don't want to expose my identity in front of you. After all, at that time, the [Eternal Light] in your hearts was not a good organization. Remember? You discovered that some time ago,
Almost everyone who planned to leave [Eternal Light] had their heads exploded into light."
He explained before Shade asked:
"We didn't do it, and we don't have the ability. It was the [Light Worshipers Training Association] who tried to force us to become part of their organization through this method."
Mr. Albert stopped Shade from trying to observe the footprints in the sewer and squinted his eyes. As a result, the vampire's eyes shimmered white in the darkness:
"You should understand that once we are completely pushed in the direction of 'villains', it will be impossible for us not to become part of the [Light Worshipers Training Society]. After all, sometimes our actions are indeed very radical, and the official's attitude towards us is
The impression has always been bad. But fortunately, I managed to find the 'Light Chaser' alone before the situation escalated further."
"Did you defeat him?"
Shade looked at the coroner in surprise, and the latter immediately shook his head:
"Of course not, but at least I showed that I am not afraid of their light. Later we reached a deal. [Eternal Light] cannot cooperate with [Dragon Eater Order], and [Light Worshiper Training Association] will also give up.
Let's join them. Now that I think about it, this should be a way to try to weaken the [Dragon Feast Order] and make things more complicated for the chosen ones."
It seems that Ptolemy Albert also knew about the Chosen Ones:
"My eyes can capture the traces of light left in space. In this dark sewer, the light left on them who just walked out of the fog is very obvious. Come with me, Mr. Watson, but be careful about what is lurking in the sewer.
monster."
In addition to the monsters produced by the mutation of light, the invasion of death, and the filth of the earth, there are also many vampire monsters and monsters mixed with dragon blood under the Moon Bay.
Shade was very worried about whether something would happen to Mr. Ferlinga and Miss Brown, because while he and the coroner were walking through the smelly sewers, they even encountered water ghosts that generally only move in large lakes and seas:
"This thing couldn't have crawled in from the entrance of the sewer, right?"
In short, they kept moving forward, and finally Shade and Mr. Albert stopped next to an upward iron ladder.
The two of them climbed out one after another. Shade just glanced around and recognized where this was:
"A block away is the Parsifal Club. Did they go there?"
Everyone had been here when they were looking for Captain Rudolf, so Mr. Albert also knew that not-so-serious place. So he cast a spell to clean up the smell on the two of them, and squinted his eyes and took another look:
"Look in the direction they are going to the club, let's go"
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
At the intersection ahead, which was obscured by heavy fog, continuous gunshots rang out. Shade immediately took out a pistol from his pocket, and then discovered that Mr. Albert was also carrying a gun.
"I move around Xiacheng District all year round, how could I not carry a gun?"
The coroner explained, and the two quickly approached the intersection ahead under the cover of fog.
This is the city's main road, a relatively complex "Y"-shaped three-way intersection. At this time, using the cover of carriages, sandbags, tables, chairs and benches, three different people are shooting in three directions of the intersection.
Among them, there were more than ten people in the direction of Mr. Shade and Mr. Albert, which was also the largest group of people. They must be local urban gangs, which can be seen from their clothes and the models of firearms they use.
The red butterfly and the bat flew to the top of the Yuewan City Bank building on the east side of the three-way intersection, and stood on the steeple-like roof watching the battle below:
"City gangs, Gray Gloves, and MI6 agents are fighting."
The coroner said softly, and judging from the situation, it was obvious that the urban gangs had the advantage, and there were less than ten agents from both parties combined.
"This is probably the pattern of future wars in the Old Continent."
Shade also looked down:
"The south is fighting against the north, and there are also third-party forces trying to break away from the order of the two kingdoms."
"Mr. Watson, from the perspective of justice, who do you think we should support?"
Mr. Albert asked again, and Shade glanced at him:
"You mean the group of people below?"
"No, it's about the future war."
"If I had my own country, I would think that my country is just. But I'm sorry, I don't identify with any country, so it's just part of the civilization process. If I see soldiers murdering civilians,
I will stop it; if I see the fighting spreading to the village, I will help them escape. But I will not help either army defeat the other, it is not my responsibility."
"So, the progress of civilization itself is unjust? Just like the emergence of steam factories promoted the progress of social productivity, but it also caused a lot of social problems."
The coroner asked again, which led Shade to wonder if he also had a sociology degree in addition to his medical degree.
"You seem to be trying to convince me of the core ideals of your organization."
The stranger took a deep breath in the fog:
"Civilization itself is barbaric and absurd. We are now standing on the top of the bank of a developed big city, laughing at the absurdity of the people in the age of castles, knights, and lords;
But in the future, the more civilized generation will stand on the top of taller buildings, looking at the glass plates in their hands and laughing at us as evil in this era.
Mr. Albert, we must give time to civilization, and we must also give civilization time. Don’t use a span of decades to evaluate civilization. After all, compared to ethnic groups and civilizations, we who have only survived for less than fifty years are really too young.
It’s so small.”
Mr. Albert nodded slowly and stopped talking about this topic:
"Let's go, the people we are looking for are not here. They avoided the Parsifal Club and went in the opposite direction."
The red butterflies and the swarm of bats flew into the distance in the fog. With the increase in Shade's use of thaumaturgy and the progress of his relationship with sisters Grace and Helen, he is now more comfortable using the "Red Butterfly Incarnation". In the past, he still needed
I was worried that I would suffer from schizophrenia due to long-term use of thaumaturgy, but now there is no problem as long as the time is not too long.
From time to time, Mr. Albert transformed into his human form and conducted reconnaissance in the fog. The two of them moved forward, and finally came to the streets on the banks of the Taton River. Fortunately, this time it was not the unfinished Moon Bay Bridge.
At this point, the gunshots became louder again. The people who were chasing the box of information and the card met again and began to exchange fire. The two bypassed the fighting crowd in the fog and continued to move forward. Finally, not long after, they
, on the river bank, they saw Mr. Ferlinga carrying a suitcase and Miss Brown who was shot in the arm but still insisted on moving forward.
They were all wearing ordinary citizen clothes, Mr. Ferringa was wearing overalls and a black jacket, and Miss Brown was wearing a floral skirt and a beige hat. They hadn't seen each other for half a year, and their bodies had not changed much, but
They all changed their hairstyles and covered the lower half of their faces with black cloth. This was a very good way to hide their identities in the fog.
