Under the rain curtain, the city was divided into different shapes by different desires. Lorenzo was walking on the street holding the umbrella he took from Buscaro's house.
There is a shop door open on the street, and the sound of the radio station is heard inside. Some people are singing, some are commenting on current affairs, and some are broadcasting the forecast of the next weather. These sounds are mixed together, turning into a pleasant song, echoing in the raindrops.
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Looking at the pedestrians, their faces were obscured by the rain curtain. Each person was like a moving shadow, isolated by the heavy rain. The sweet singing continued. Some people speculated that the rainy season was about to end.
, and then the joyful drum beat sounded.
Lorenzo rarely relaxed a little in the coolness. The radio host's voice sounded like a handsome girl. She said that according to the solar terms of old Dunling, the rainy season should end in the past week. After the rainy season ends, the civilian
The airship will begin its first trial operation. At that time, everyone can book tickets and take to the sky together.
As Lorenzo moved forward, the girl's voice gradually faded away until it was drowned by the heavy rain, but then another man's voice rang out from the restaurant nearby.
The man was analyzing the recent current affairs. The envoys from the Viking countries had a lively chat with Queen Victoria. Some people speculated that after this visit, a safe new route would be opened between Inverg and the Viking countries for trade.
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This felt a bit strange, and Lorenzo also somewhat understood what Oscar said.
With the development of communications, starting from Old Dunling, various advanced communications technologies are also constantly expanding. People can get news from another city or even another country from newspapers and radio stations.
The inaccessible place is presented to everyone in the form of words.
But the world exists outside the door, at the end of the country's borders, not in this city, nor should it be on paper.
For a moment, Lorenzo was actually moved and wanted to see places other than Old Dunling. It was not because of the danger that might arise next, but simply because of his inner desire.
The Iron Snake slowly stopped at the road sign, and Lorenzo entered the carriage with the pedestrians. The old Dunling was very large. After so many years of continuous expansion, the Iron Snake has become the main mode of transportation in the city.
There was a small sound, which sounded like the snap of fingers, but was quickly covered up by the roar of the iron snake. Lorenzo grabbed the armrest and crowded with the passengers.
Due to the rain that fell again, the car windows were covered with tiny water droplets. Looking from inside the car, the outside world was hazy, and the people in the car were shaking slightly as they traveled on the rails.
As an iron snake running in the city, it does not have a fixed track. If you want, it can move to different tracks through the operating lever in the car.
"The old Dunling is really good..."
A clear voice sounded, seeming to be talking to itself and also to Lorenzo.
Lorenzo turned his head and saw a passenger standing next to him. He had a unique temperament, like the warm rising sun. He always felt comfortable when facing him.
The man also looked at Lorenzo with a smile, Lorenzo's somewhat serious face reflected in the lenses.
"Not long after I came to Old Dunling, apart from the necessary work, I like to ride the iron snake around the city... This is a scenery that I can't see in my hometown."
The man chatted with Lorenzo on his own. Surprisingly, Lorenzo didn't feel much rejection of this kind of behavior. Instead, he was somewhat willing to chat with this guy before getting off the car.
"Absolutely. When I first came to Old Dunling, just like you, I felt that this city was like a maze, and I could never finish exploring it. There were Dunling Towers pointing straight into the sky, and furnace pillars hidden deep underground. There were countless
Qing’s tunnels and steam pipes are all over this land...it’s really beyond ordinary people’s imagination.”
Lorenzo grasped the armrest tightly, and vaguely recalled that back then, everything was new to Lorenzo.
"Have you lived in Old Dunling for a long time?" the man asked again, like a visiting traveler, asking Lorenzo everything about this place.
"That's right."
"It's great, but it's a pity that I can't stay here long." The man said.
"Is it because you're here for a trip?"
Such travelers are destined to leave; they never stay in one place for long.
"No, I just came here because of work and some hobbies of my own. After I finish the work, it's time for me to leave." The man looked at every corner of the city with a look of reluctance in his eyes.
“It’s so nice here. No matter what kind of person they are, they can perfectly integrate into this city, even me.
Good guys, bad guys, strangers...we can all find our place in it."
"We are similar, but different."
The man continued, "Compared with here, our hometown is too old and backward. There is only room for ignorant believers."
"us?"
Lorenzo realized something and looked at the man hesitantly.
"Feileng Cui, isn't it?"
The man said casually.
The crowded and hot compartment became silent for a moment. Lorenzo put his hand in the blind spot of the man's sight and grasped the handle of the folding knife tightly.
The great detective observed the situation in the carriage with his peripheral vision. There were many passengers, and it was so crowded that it was difficult for Lorenzo to draw the knife quickly. Moreover, if he drew the knife, he might accidentally injure others.
Lorenzo didn't care if he accidentally hurt other people. Even if it was a moral repentance, it should be done in the dead of night, not now.
His eyes were cold. After a series of encounters in the past few days, Lorenzo felt that his vigilance had reached its peak.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes."
The man said in a friendly manner, and then stretched out his hand, and that approachable demeanor had now turned into a terrible threat in Lorenzo's eyes.
"Who are you?"
Lorenzo didn't react too much and just asked coldly.
"You can call me Moriarty."
Seeing Lorenzo like this, Moriarty took his hand back, and then looked out the car window at the hazy world.
"A new order?"
Lorenzo asked. He and Moriarty had the same hometown, Florence. Lorenzo could only infer that he was from there.
Moriarty did not hide it and nodded directly,
"what are you up to?"
Lorenzo couldn't feel any abnormality from him, he was just like an ordinary person, but after Lorenzo saw through his disguise, that strange feeling of uneasiness kept swirling in his heart and refused to leave.
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In fact, this is also nonsense. Lorenzo knew very well what the new order wanted, the illusory pseudo-Holy Grail that even Lorenzo didn't know much about.
"The new sect is ready to take action against you. We will not allow the false Holy Grail to wander outside."
Moriarty did not answer Lorenzo's question, but said something else.
"So this is what you came here to say? Warn me before you kill me. It sounds so arrogant."
The secret blood was about to move, Lorenzo stared closely at the man's face, the atmosphere was obviously so calm, but he was full of pressure.
He has too many enemies, the New Order, the remnants of Lawrence hiding in the dark, the "curse" written by Shermans, and the lingering demons... It seems that the whole world has become his
The enemy, and this time the purification mechanism is no longer his solid backing. He only has himself and the sword in his hand.
"Yeah, just for these reasons, I want to remind you that after all, we are similar people. I don't want you to die so simply."
The Iron Snake stopped, as if it was only stopping for Moriarty. The other passengers did not move. Only Moriarty walked off. He stood on the platform and looked at Lorenzo in the carriage.
Steam surged from the machinery, and the iron snake was about to start. Moriarty was holding a black umbrella. He took off his glasses, picked up the rainwater flowing from the edge of the umbrella, and combed up his hanging bangs.
Revealing a white forehead.
"But there's another thing, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes, it's just my job to serve the New Order, so there's nothing I can do about it. After all, it's work."
In a trance, he seemed to have become another person. Without the cover of his glasses, his eyes were extremely clear, and his amber pupils seemed to be glowing, like a treasure embedded in his flesh and blood. But then the previous friendliness and peace disappeared.
, eyes as sharp as knives, with a hint of madness.
His smile gradually became fanatical, exuding violent madness. For a moment, Lorenzo seemed to see himself in him, the same madness, the same anger, and the fireworks continued to rise.
"They said you are a detective and good at 'fraud', right?"
Lorenzo remained silent and tightened his grip on the folding knife.
"Actually, I'm also very good at 'fraud'. Let's play a game, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes. It's just a game between you and me."
Suddenly heavy rain fell, and Moriarty's figure was like dye in the water, disappearing instantly in the wash. Lorenzo was about to get out of the car to check, but at this moment the door of the Iron Snake suddenly closed, trapping him in the car.
Inside.
"Moriarty..."
Lorenzo whispered the name, and the iron snake started to move slowly, moving along the rails, splashing water, but the further it went, the more intense the strange and unspeakable feeling became.
Weird fear penetrated Lorenzo's mind. His face turned pale, and he threw out the folding knife almost at the same time. The sharp steel was held in his hand like shining thunder.
Disappeared, all passengers disappeared.
Lorenzo stood alone in the empty carriage, and all the previously crowded passengers disappeared with the disappearance of Moriarty.
"what happened?"
Lorenzo's eyes were gloomy, his secret blood was activated at the same time, and extraordinary authority was bestowed on this body at this moment.
But he couldn't see anything anymore.
All the windows were covered by the majestic rain curtain, and the visible distance was no more than three meters. At the same time, the entire carriage shook violently, accompanied by wailing screams, and countless palms stretched out from the rain curtain, exerting their strength
The ground was beating on the car window, and countless ferocious and monstrous faces could be seen through the blur.
Lorenzo was surrounded, surrounded by countless monsters in the urban area of Old Dunling.
As a demon hunter, Lorenzo is not afraid of demons, but he is afraid of the unknown and all this weirdness. It all happened so fast that even Lorenzo was puzzled.
He didn't notice any erosion, but in an instant the demon appeared in his field of vision, the car window was shattered, and his ferocious palms passed through the broken glass, like moths flying towards the flame, they headed towards Lorenzo
One after another.
The folding knife pulled out a pale arc of light, and all the outstretched arms were cut off. The blood mixed with the rainwater, turning into a cold and smelly turbidity, falling along the edge of the steel.
Heavy rain and thunder mixed together, bombarding the steel city under the strong wind.
The whole world seemed to be submerged by heavy rain, and it was difficult for pedestrians to stand on the street. He looked for a place to take shelter from the rain, but there was a sharp cutting sound from behind the rain curtain.
Across the carriage, the folding knife repeatedly penetrated the body of the carriage, piercing through the monsters one after another. Their erosion intensity was not high, they were just the most common monsters. Lorenzo was able to kill them with ease.
The iron snake was moving crazily on the rails, and countless strange things grabbed the outer wall of the steel and hung on it like barnacles, but no one could see all this.
Pedestrians taking shelter from the rain could only see something vague moving in the heavy rain, and the wails and screams were obscured by the falling thunder. Lorenzo was so close to these ordinary people, but that was it.
The distance is like two worlds.
There seemed to be a sound behind the rain curtain, but a more violent impact tore everything into pieces. The iron snake derailed under the impact of the demons, rolled and hit the side of the street, and the steel was torn to pieces by the sharp sword light.
Lorenzo held the folding knife and stood vigilantly, while behind the hazy rain curtain, countless black shadows were slowly approaching, their fangs and claws exposed, and human traces still remained on their alienated bodies.
Clothes, a few minutes ago they were ordinary humans, but now they have all been infected by the disease called demons and have become this weird existence.
"Monsters, demons, there is no end..."
The blazing white flames burned blazingly, and even the strong winds and heavy rains could not extinguish it, driving away the cold. The raindrops were evaporated by the hot temperature before they fell, and a faint steam filled the air, and the eyes under them were like the rising day.
The folding knife bathed in fire easily cut off the demon's body. 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 curtain, like thunder leaping on the ground.
On the other side of the rain curtain, Moriarty quietly stared at the "real" world, his pupils burning with a strange blazing white color, but soon the blazing white fireworks went out, and he rose towards the light.