The New Order, the Purge Agency, Lawrence's remnants...

Faces flew through Lorenzo's mind. Some wanted to kill him, some wanted to use him, some were still hesitating, and some were already dead.

Lorenzo suddenly felt a little tired.

Looking back at the past now, Lorenzo found that there were too many doubts about the events he had experienced, not only the current new cult, but also the doubts before that.

Watson and 047.

These two guys who existed in his mind like ghosts, now they have disappeared, and with their disappearance, Lorenzo has doubts about himself.

Who is he? What is the nature of the False Holy Grail? What is the purpose of the new order? And the most important thing is what Shermans wrote in his notes, the [truth] of the world.

Lorenzo's current situation is very bad. He is completely involved in the new religious order. Although the purification agency does not completely believe the other party at present, no one is sure what the mysterious Queen Victoria will do next. Of course, it will be even more terrifying.

There is also Moriarty hiding in the dark.

He took advantage of Lorenzo's humanity and let Lorenzo tie him up. Lorenzo didn't know what he would do next, so he could only be more vigilant and prepare to attack.

Lorenzo is not the only player on this gambling table, everyone is constantly making plans and pushing all the chips forward for their own benefit.

This is a damn gamble, and no one can leave with dignity.

While thinking about countermeasures, the door was pushed open and Abigail came back.

"Your experiment took a little long," Lorenzo said.

"There was a little accident, don't worry about it." She didn't hide it and answered directly.

Abigail knew very well that he could not hide it from the demon hunter in front of him. To Lorenzo, the weak erosion of the white rat was as obvious as the smell of blood in the air.

"The secret blood in your body is very interesting. After it is extracted, it is not corrosive in itself, just like ordinary blood, but when it is injected into another living body, it wakes up... You demon hunters

People have the ability to make it sleep and wake up, right?"

"Maybe, it's like instinct."

Lorenzo replied that he suddenly felt that the guy in front of him was still useful. He needed the complete scientific research system of the Purification Agency to understand everything that was covered up from a rational perspective. This was a win-win situation and mutual use.

"It's really interesting. If you abandon those theological gods and gods, you demon hunters can do many things beyond imagination, such as igniting fire, dense iron armor, and the weird prediction of the future... Do you know? These things

If those academic researchers find out, their worldview will probably collapse, and then they will just like the two old founders, believe in theology and try to find some answer in their faith."

"It sounds a little helpless. I couldn't find the answer in reason. In the end, I could only stay in the theology of disgust. Presumably the two founders also became crazy in their later years."

Lorenzo could vaguely feel the helpless madness, the hysterical madness that the path he had been pursuing could not give him the answer.

"Absolutely. Anyway, they finally died here due to mental problems, here at Black Mountain Hospital," Abigail said and pointed to her head. After all, the scientific research area is located underground. "You can even go to Black Mountain Hospital from

Their tombstones were found in a cemetery, but no one had cleaned them up for a long time, so they might be a little dirty."

"But you can be considered an academic researcher, right? When you come into contact with these, won't you fall into hysterical madness like those predecessors?" Lorenzo asked.

"I am different from them. Due to the limitations of the times, their research path has come to an end in that era. Knowledge is tempting them to move forward, and when they cannot find the answer, they become unscrupulous, such as

Studying theology, such as conducting forbidden human experiments, and such as..."

Abigail's eyes fell on Lorenzo, as if she was hinting at something.

"Study demons and usurp the power called secret blood."

Abigail suddenly laughed, but to Lorenzo it was just the roar of the ventilator.

“If there is no road, make a way, no matter what the cost.”

Lorenzo was startled, and his words were short, but there was a disgusting smell of blood behind him.

"Sounds a lot like alchemists, those scholars who fell into madness for the sake of [truth]."

"Absolutely. In fact, we are all the same. They are all guys who are seduced by knowledge. In order to know the hidden secrets, they will stop at nothing."

Abigail said as she replaced another filter.

"Then what are you going to do next? Taking blood should be enough, right?"

Abigail had just drained a large bag of blood from herself. Lorenzo felt that this guy had not thought about how much blood he expected to draw, but thought that he was a demon hunter anyway, and he would not die if he drew more. After all, he was like this

There are very few cherished experimental samples.

"Just asking, I have many questions for you."

"for example."

"For example, this group of people have been pursuing the pseudo-Holy Grail. Are you interested in telling me what it is?"

Abigail moved a chair and sat across from Lorenzo. At the same time, other medical staff also moved. They pushed a trolley with the machinery to detect the degree of erosion.

In the blink of an eye, a group of people surrounded Lorenzo, and Abigail continued.

"It may hurt a little. At present, these restraint devices are just for decoration. If it hurts too much, I hope you can restrain yourself and not hurt others."

"What is this going to do?"

Lorenzo remained calm, but to be honest, after experiencing various tests of the perpetual pump, he was really worried about Montenegro Hospital, which was also a scientific research institution.

"Test the extent of your erosion, and then please talk to me about the pseudo-Holy Grail when you are being tested. This will help you stay awake during the test."

"Is this so..."

Lorenzo looked suspiciously at the medical staff who surrounded him. They lifted Lorenzo's hair, took out scissors and cut along the back of his neck. With slight pain, the electrodes were pierced into the skin.

The testing machine is placed next to Abigail. Her hand is on the switch, and she decides the start and intensity of the testing.

"here we go."

As she spoke, she pressed the switch, and a faint tingling sensation spread along the back of her neck.

"What exactly is the False Holy Grail?"

"I am not sure as well."

"You don't know either? How is this possible?" Abigail asked.

Lorenzo hesitated for a moment, but thought that he might not be able to find out the truth of all this, and he needed to use Montenegro Hospital to conduct research.

"I had forgotten, as they say, that my memory was confused, that there were gaps in my memory of the Advent."

"That's the part about the false Holy Grail, isn't it?"

"Yes."

Lorenzo is a liar, good at cunning deception, and he has reservations about Abigail's words, such as the part about the false Holy Grail.

He knew some information about the pseudo-Holy Grail, but this information was also fragmentary. Lorenzo knew that Watson was alienated from 016, but he could not remember the reason for the alienation. When Lorenzo's sanity

When he wakes up, Watson already exists in his own consciousness and has become an existence called the False Holy Grail.

It's such an uncomfortable feeling. Your old friend has turned into an unknown monster, and it happens to be hidden in the deepest part of your consciousness.

"This is not good..."

Although he couldn't see Abigail's face, Lorenzo felt that she probably had an annoyed expression at the moment.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't you think it's a coincidence? You have lived for so long and have a lot of memories in your brain, but you have forgotten the most critical part."

Abigail said as she took a model of a human brain from the shelf on the other side and started rubbing it.

"This is Black Mountain Hospital, a research institution that specializes in mental health. To be precise, memory loss is called amnesia. There are many reasons for this symptom, such as brain trauma or taking some strange drugs.

Of course, this world is colorful, and there may be some reasons that cause this.

But these regulations make an exception for you, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes."

"What's the meaning?"

Lorenzo became serious. The Purification Agency wanted to know what the False Holy Grail was, and so did Lorenzo. At this moment, the interests between the two temporarily reached an agreement.

"Don't you realize?" Abigail looked at Lorenzo in surprise, "You are a demon hunter! Even if you are struck by a sword, penetrated by a bullet, or even drink poison, as long as you still

Keep your secret blood boiling. As long as you have enough time and clear sense, you can recover from all this.

In other words, even if there is a brain trauma, as long as most of your brain is not cut off directly, you can still heal, right?"

"I don't know. Generally speaking, when a demon hunter reaches that level, he will soon turn into a demon. The power and the price are mutual." Lorenzo explained.

"So in theory, it's okay. If someone wanted to make you lose your memory, why would he do that and cut off your brain carefully? You might die with just a shake of his hand.

Right, that's not necessary, and the poison can be eliminated here. On that damn Holy Night, I can't think of any reason why you would drink a large dose of poison, and the trauma this poison will cause you,

Even the secret blood is difficult to cure."

Abigail suddenly came over, pressed Lorenzo's head, put her fingers on the upper and lower eyelids, and forcefully opened them, exposing the gray-blue eyes.

"Unless you don't want to think about it yourself, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes."

Lorenzo forgot the pain caused by his eyeballs for a moment, and looked at Abigail with bloodshot eyes.

"What did you say?"

"With your secret blood, it is difficult for the outside world to interfere with you. I suspect that your memory is hidden by your psychological defense mechanism."

Abigail let go of her hand, then opened Lorenzo's other eye and looked at it carefully.
To be continued...