Although it has fallen into the night, it is still extremely bright here. Hundreds of electric lights are shining under the dome made of steel and concrete, like shining stars. The several-meter-long transparent glass wall divides this huge and unprecedentedly perfect area.
This is a miracle of human industry, known as the industrial creation of the old Dunling Central Station. It is the transportation heart of the old Dunling. Hundreds of railways extend outward from this heart, covering every part of the old Dunling.
Territory, huge water vapor gushes out from it, and finally condenses on the surrounding steel, making the air moist and cold.
Lorenzo was standing on the edge of the platform, still wearing the same standard attire, a black deerstalker hat and a pitch-black coat with a white lining underneath, and the iron chain of his pocket watch slightly exposed.
He was just an ordinary traveler, as if he was going to see a friend. He was holding a brown box in his arms, with one corner slightly opened, and inside were bright flowers.
Sitting on a bench on one side, Lorenzo lowered his head and took out his pocket watch to look at the time, standing like a sculpture in the crowd.
He continued like this for a long time, until the melodious whistle sounded.
The steel creation came slowly, breathing endless steam, dragging more than twenty carriages behind it. Cold dew condensed on the steel, like a giant python swimming on the earth.
There is a bronze statue of a lion on the heavy front of the train, and white writing is painted on the rusty body, which is the name of the train.
The Glorious steam train was built decades ago to commemorate the victory of the Glorious War, but most of it has been decommissioned as time goes by. Lorenzo did not expect to see it today.
It is also part of the Snake System in the Atrium, connecting the entire world. With just a few silver coins, you can reach every place in the world at will, and this is the power of technology.
Distance is no longer a reason to limit people's progress. Even if Lorenzo wanted to go to that mysterious town of Ende, there were trains tonight, and he happened to catch it.
"Sir needs..."
"No need."
The flight attendant looked at Lorenzo approaching and tried to help him carry his luggage, but was rejected by Lorenzo before he could meet him.
Lorenzo's cold look confused the flight attendant, but he saw countless customers every day, so this episode didn't bother him at all.
After entering the carriage, Lorenzo went straight to his seat, and finally stopped at a window seat, and then put the suitcase at his feet. Although the movement was very light, when the suitcase fell, everyone could
Feel the heaviness of this box. It is filled with weapons for hunting demons.
Although Lorenzo never mentioned it directly, he was actually a retired demon hunter. As he told Sabo at that time, becoming a priest was a prerequisite for becoming a Templar, and among the Templars
The elite will become witchers.
Obviously all the demons are dead, and he has enjoyed six years of retirement, but now these guys are back, and this is Lorenzo's bottom line. No matter what the conflict of interests is, he must find out why these damned guys are here.
The thing appears again.
The end of this train is a city in the west. Because a large amount of minerals were discovered in the west, it has also been developed in recent years, but the degree of development is not high and it has not attracted people's attention.
Lorenzo's goal was not there. According to the information he got on the map at the train station, the mysterious town of Ende was also connected to the train. Everything had been built about three months ago, but the railway was not open to the public.
Open, he only got out of the car when he got close to it and continued walking.
But... an almost forgotten town has a direct railway? How can it be so good!
Lorenzo immediately smelled the smell of conspiracy, and the truth was just as he thought. An anonymous philanthropist donated money to build this railway about a year ago. The purpose was unknown, but from what Lorenzo has experienced now,
Look, everything is extremely clear.
All this was planned in advance.
This is an escape passage specially built for the escape of the Holy Coffin. Sabo's food must have been transported there via this railway.
"It's really troublesome..."
Lorenzo had a headache. It took a lot of effort to do this. It was impossible to transport food just once, and no one knew what the "food" was.
Judging from the transportation volume and time of a railway, more things will be transported there than I expected.
The atmosphere was a bit tragic for a moment, and I felt like I was rushing to hell alone.
But Lorenzo doesn't care about this, this is his bottom line, he must go and take a look, no matter what.
Just when he was thinking this, another person appeared in front of him. He sat opposite Lorenzo with a smile on his face.
"Good evening, sir, are you going to meet a friend?"
The man was about the same age as Lorenzo. He looked about twenty-four or five years old. He wore ordinary clothes, had an ordinary appearance, and had an ordinary temperament. Everything was so ordinary, but when gathered together, it seemed extremely abrupt.
.
He is too ordinary, so ordinary that it irritates his eyes.
"Yeah, I haven't seen him for a long time."
Lorenzo answered casually but his eyes fell on the box, which was filled with flowers. The intoxicating fragrance was soothing.
A classic gift box from a street flower shop. When a person really can’t think of what to give, it’s always a good idea to buy this flower box.
"It's great that friendship lasts forever."
"Yeah, it feels really good, but what about you? The west is very backward, and no one wants to go there except for tourism."
Facing Lorenzo's question, the man thought for a while, showed a slight sadness on his face and then sighed.
"I don't want to go either, but work requires it."
"Need it for work? Let me guess..."
Lorenzo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he observed the man carefully, using his few detective skills to analyze his identity.
If we talk about work, the only ones who work in the west are working in the mines, but he is very neat, his fingers are very clean, and there is no trace of having worked in the coal mine. Although his overall temperament is very mediocre, he has such a good temperament.
There is a faint strange smell, it smells like engine oil.
"Mechanics? In addition to mining, there are also mechanics in the west. I guess some machine is broken. I'll send you to repair it."
Hitting the target, the man suddenly became energetic and looked at Lorenzo with some curiosity. He originally wanted to use this small talk to pass the long time on the road, but he didn't expect to meet an interesting person.
"How did you guess that?"
"Because my roommate is a mechanic. Like you, he smells of engine oil and has calluses on his hands. He also has to be on call. The machines in the factory often break down. When there is not enough manpower, he is just like you.
I have to rush back to fix it wherever I go.”
To be honest, this man, with his haggard look and dark circles under his eyes, is simply a replica of Lorenzo’s roommate, and it’s so familiar to him at first glance.
"I haven't seen him for almost half a month. I'm afraid he died in the factory."
"It's really...I don't know how to put it..."
The man smiled dryly and scratched his head. He felt uncomfortable with this damn job.
"Then what do you do?" The man was full of curiosity about Lorenzo.
"Um……"
Lorenzo thought deeply and said.
"Detective, a second-rate detective."
As for the specific business, Lorenzo is not going to talk about it. After all, whether it is catching the mistress or serving the shrike, it is all shady. As for the deeper fights with monsters, it cannot be said.
"detective?"
This word seemed to touch the man's nerves. This time he really looked at Lorenzo. His eyes swept back and forth, and the hidden features gradually overlapped with a person in his memory.
"Then what's your name?"
As if for final confirmation, the man extended his hand and pretended to make friends.
Lorenzo naturally stretched out his hand and shook it with him, then a hearty smile appeared on his face.
"Lorenzo Holmes."
Hearing the name of the detective, the man was stunned for a moment, but he hid his emotions very well. He continued to smile, no doubt as usual.
"Camu Naredo."
Looking at the detective who was hated by both Arthur and Shrike and wanted to tear him alive, Kestrel said his name.