In the carriage, Joey, Shrike, and Lorenzo looked at each other, and then couldn't help but cover their heads because of the impasse in the case.
No one could answer Joey's words. Lorenzo was silent. From the conversation just now, it can be learned that the target of the demon's revenge can be any noble who has hired the survivors. In this case, the target will be too huge to count. Lorenzo did
He could not visit every nobleman, and time would not allow him to do so.
Lorenzo didn't care about the life or death of those nobles, he only cared about the source of the inferior secret blood, but now everything seemed to be in a fog, and he couldn't find a clue at all.
"Can we track down the Eds' clients?"
"Basically not. They are not leaders like Hughes and deserve to be taken seriously."
Shrike shook his head. Although he controlled the lower city, he could not monitor everyone's life.
"But if we magnify the whole situation, I have 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 speaking.
"Not all the remnants were so submissive. Some people united and tried to resist this injustice. And a large part of them did not come to Old Dunling voluntarily, but were lured here. Smugglers like Hughes
They were promised high salaries, but after they got here they were endlessly exploited."
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 signed unfair contracts under deception and intimidation. They can only work continuously until the contract is completed.
"
"Those people want revenge?"
"I just wanted to threaten Hughes into letting them go back."
Shrike shook his head and expressed regret.
"But how could they possibly defeat Hughes...these interests are one on top of the other. Even if Hughes wants to let them go, the nobles behind him are reluctant enough to agree. This is already a deformed ecology, just like this deformed
city of."
Lorenzo was silent, thoughts racing in his mind.
"I have also released the news about the deaths of these people. If someone is really guilty, he will come to us."
At this time, Joey said from the other side.
Lorenzo shook his head and said with some mockery.
"No, you have also seen Baron Abel's attitude. In their opinion, the deaths of those people have nothing to do with them. They don't even feel the so-called guilt..."
"This is the effect of hatred and class. Lorenzo, I understand your disgust for those people now, but in fact their behavior is understandable."
Shrike said at this time, he looked at Lorenzo, he was not ashamed of this behavior, but he could understand it.
"The hatred between us and the Gaul Naluo people has lasted for too long. The glorious war that lasted for a hundred years has engraved hatred into the blood of every Yin Erweg people. Some people know that it is the hatred of their fathers, but
Some people still can’t let go…”
"The hatred of our fathers has been extended to these remnants, right?" Lorenzo said.
Shrike nodded, then pointed to himself.
"That's what's interesting sometimes, we're human beings, but some of our fellow humans don't have independent thinking and have a hatred of prejudice, and it actually has nothing to do with them."
Lorenzo was silent. He understood what Shrike meant. Sometimes the world is so interesting. It is obvious that everyone is a creature composed of skeleton and flesh and blood, but they seem to have no soul. If everyone moves forward, they will move forward. Everyone
hate, they hate together.
Lorenzo let out a long sigh and then said.
"At least we have found some clues. Maybe the demon is not seeking revenge for a specific person, but for the remnants as a whole. Then the scope has been narrowed. The demon is most likely a remnant, and no one will notice.
His characteristics..."
Lorenzo remembered what happened when he was inquiring about Wall's body in the hospital. The man who sealed the morgue with flames at that time had similar characteristics to the demon, a profession that no one noticed, and a "ladder"
"Same people.
"His profession must be very popular, at least no matter where he appears, it won't make people feel out of place."
"Continue to search according to these?"
"That's all we can do now. Time will tell us everything. Even if we can't find the answer to the mystery in the end, it doesn't matter. That person can't hold on anymore. As long as your peeping system doesn't make mistakes, he will be completely demonized sooner or later, and then be
we discover."
Lorenzo said calmly, and then looked at Joey.
"Send me back. It doesn't look like there will be any results today."
…
There is not much change in one day in Old Dunling. The sky is always gray, making it difficult to see clearly. The afterglow of the setting sun slightly burns the gray color, spreading from the end of the horizon to the top of the head.
Pushing open the door, Lorenzo couldn't help but feel tired, perhaps because today's conversation was full of conflict and weight.
This world is like this, 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 aside after death.
"Oh, he's back."
A sudden sound interrupted Lorenzo's thoughts. He raised his head and saw Mrs. Verde sitting on the sofa in the living room with a happy face. The fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, and the firelight reflected her cheek like an old witch.
.
"What's wrong?"
Lorenzo asked curiously, it sounded like Mrs. Vallude was waiting for him to come back.
"You have a temporary assignment."
The voice came from the other side, and Lorenzo turned around suddenly. 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 pure white skirt peeked out from under the thick coat. The edges were decorated with delicate lace and patterns. She seemed to be unaccustomed to high heels, so she took them off.
Shoes, the same white high heels are placed on the other side of the sofa.
"...So what's going on?"
Lorenzo took a deep breath, his voice a little helpless and tired. It felt like you had worked all day, and then you had a bigger trouble waiting for you when you got home.
"You still have one hour to clean up yourself. I hope you won't embarrass the Stuart family."
An old but thick voice came from behind Lorenzo, it was Yahweh.
The old butler had a look of resentment on his face. Lorenzo always felt like he had seen this expression somewhere... Oh, yes! It was Duke Phoenix. This guy had the same expression and the same unkindness as Duke Phoenix.
"Wait, what's going on?"
It was rare that Yawei took out a gun and pointed it at his head without meeting him, but judging from his expression, he seemed to be in a bigger trouble.
Lorenzo's mind was spinning rapidly. He seemed to have missed something. He looked at Seleu again and saw that this cold girl was a little different from usual. The cold face actually had a bit more color.
...Wait, this isn't blood color, she's actually wearing makeup.
The long, messy pale golden hair was tied up, and exquisite jewelry was inserted on it, including 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 the answer.
"I hope this suit can fit you. Of course, if it doesn't fit, I hope you can tolerate it."
As he spoke, Yawei threw over a set of clothes and looked respectful, but judging from his demeanor and movements, he didn't have any good intentions.
It's an evening dress. Judging from the soft feel and exquisite hand-made decoration, this thing can cover several months of my rent.
"no……"
Lorenzo had never seen such a battle before. He was speechless for a moment, but soon more attendants came over from behind the door and touched Lorenzo's body. It seemed that they were very professional, even if they touched
Winchester's expression remained unchanged under the windbreaker.
More people pressed Lorenzo on the chair, combed the hair that was weighed down by the deerstalker hat, and sprayed skin care products on the weathered old face, hoping to make this damned man happy in a short time.
The guy could be a little younger.
Seleu didn't say anything, just wore a cold smile. Although Lorenzo knew that this was her normal smile, now it looked like a cold mockery.
"Mr. Holmes, if there is no other choice, I really don't want to trouble you like this."
Looking at Lorenzo who was surrounded by people, Yawei spoke slowly at this time.
Other options? Thinking of Seleu's damn smile, Lorenzo guessed that he was the only one on a certain candidate list.
"So what are you going to do?"
The strange perfume was sprayed on Lorenzo, and his nose was filled with the intoxicating aroma. To be honest, Lorenzo didn't like it because the smell would interfere with his judgment.
"I need a dance partner for a party."
Seliu spoke slowly at this moment, holding his face with one hand and watching everything with interest.
It was rare to see Lorenzo like this. During her time on the run with Lorenzo, she had seen Lorenzo in various forms, but not in this predicament now.
"So don't you think you should consult me?"
The attendant tightened Lorenzo's belt. Unexpectedly, the detective had gained a few pounds during this period of time.
"And what do you think, Mr. Holmes?"
Yawei said.
Lorenzo turned his head and then rolled his eyes at him. The huge-caliber revolver was now on his head. These people didn't even think about asking him.
"ah……"
After pondering for a while, Lorenzo agreed with a bit of shame.
Yawei then clapped his hands and said loudly.
"Come on, you still have one hour to dress this wild dog up so that it can be led out."
So the attendants stepped up their work and applied the expensive cosmetics to Lorenzo's old face, which was suffering from the cold wind of old Dunling.
To be honest, Lorenzo is actually still very young. Because of the secret blood, the physiques of all demon hunters have been strengthened. This enhancement also brings life span. In theory, demon hunters can live to be more than two hundred years old, but
Because of fighting with demons, demon hunters rarely die well.
Countless brushes swept over his face, and in the mirror nearby, the wild dog's dirty hair was shaved off, revealing its majestic appearance.
Looking at his young self in the mirror, Lorenzo suddenly remembered that he was now in his prime youth.
Lorenzo was born as an orphan. He did not know his specific age, but after being adopted by the church, the church unified their lives. The time of adoption was their birthdays, and their age was determined based on the doctor's estimate.
Lorenzo and other orphans were trained as witchers from the beginning, and witchers are weapons, and weapons should not have their own thoughts, so Lorenzo had no name at first, just a line of numbers.
It was only after he was implanted with secret blood at the age of seventeen that he had something that could be regarded as a name, or a code name.
By pushing back the time like this, Lorenzo discovered that eight years had passed since he was implanted with the secret blood, which meant that he was actually twenty-five years old now.
For a moment, Lorenzo looked at himself in the mirror and felt a little sad and a little regretful.
From the time he became a demon hunter, Lorenzo no longer had a normal life. Thinking about it this way, he actually felt 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 surrounded him tightly, and he seemed to be talking to himself.
"Because there is no suitable candidate, this is a regular gathering between nobles. Of course, the other meaning is an alliance between big families, which is related to my coming-of-age ceremony."
Seleu's voice came from the gap between the attendants.
"Don't you still have one month left?"
"Yes, but then I will go to the Platinum Palace to inherit the title, and these people now want to establish a good relationship with me in advance."
Lorenzo seemed to have thought of something.
"Is this the same kind of banquet you skipped that day?"
Seleu didn't speak, but Lorenzo could think of the way she nodded with a cold face.
"Miss Seliu represents the entire Stuart group, and we don't want to support any party in the disputes between the nobles. We just want to remain neutral...at least temporarily neutral. No matter which group of nobles we are close to, we will make people angry."
The other side is wary, even hostile, so the best way is to keep a distance from everyone."
Yawei's voice sounded slowly, and it seemed that these nobles were also playing games secretly.
"But there will always be people with evil intentions trying to get close. Instead of doing this..."
"How about just finding a scapegoat to attract firepower?"
Lorenzo yelled, finally understanding what was going on.
No matter who Seleu chooses as her dance partner, it is a statement. Stuart's statement means that even if she sits and eats fruit, someone will come up to her. Rather than doing this, it is better to bring someone who is not a noble to disrupt the situation.
The nobles don't have any stance. At most, they are close to the people.
What a good plan, Lorenzo could already imagine that those people wanted to tear him alive.