"You're lucky," said Kai with a smile, "I convinced them." You don't have to lose your head, but you have to leave the force. You'll go out of town, go home and reflect, and find your roots. ”

"It's a very moving story." The words of home in her mouth are particularly harsh, whether she means it or not. For all these years, it seemed that I was just a visitor—a man who had to change his life for a position, because there were always people who felt that they had enough silver wheels in their hands to be above the law. "It's also very convenient."

"That means you're on your own down there." The lightness in her voice vanished. "There is no support. And do a full set of plays. I need to get your badge, and your hands. ”

"Go down to Zaun...... "I unbuckled and took off my gloves." There is no goal, only that even the alchemy baron can't settle it. "I put my huge fists on Kai's desk and made a thud that flattened the pods and flew the paper." You can't even go down with your men. Surprises one after another. ”

"I'm not at ease with handing this matter over to someone else." Xiao Kai said.

"So you really can't tell me who's behind it?" I swallowed my temper and asked, "It's not every day that I'm sent to provoke international disputes." ”

"I've said everything I can say, Vi. Believe me. ”

"No one has stopped you from coming with me," I said with a smile, "for an official business trip to the most scenic resort in Valoran." ”

Xiao Kai didn't answer, but she didn't need to answer. I know she can't live without, but teasing her is for fun. And it can stop me from making a hole in the wall.

By the time I got on the Screaming Lift, the morning had turned into morning. The group outside the Hall of Justice was heckling and throwing rocks as I left, but they all knew they couldn't get too close to me. They never left the perimeter of the hall, because there were people watching it all the time, so they didn't lose their teeth.

It feels a little strange to walk down the street without gloves. My hands are still wrapped around the straps of yesterday. I left all my police force-related stuff at the Justice Department, but that's all my stuff related to Phi City. I need to keep a low profile – Zaun hasn't forgotten me, and I don't want to evoke memories for some. I'll go down and see what frightens the barons, and then I'll be back at once, for a few days at most.

The car was about to burst, the administrator whistled until his throat was hoarse, and the door was finally locked. The Hex's pressure winch began to loosen the chains on the car and began to descend. I found a seat on the lower level of the car and looked out through the dark green window at the sinking scenery.

The morning sun had sprinkled all over Piltover, and the spires of glass and steel shimmered, but only the lips of the canyon could catch the sun. The highest area of Zaun, the Dance Corridor, can see the light, but the lower it gets darker and darker.

I removed my boot and saw a rough mark carved into the ground. It looks a bit like a spider.

The air was starting to get muddy, the car was already passing through the dance hallway, and I tasted the alchemical smoke, and my nostrils began to tingle secretly. A new minaret comes into view, with massive white-stone towers and shimmering glass leading all the way to the mezzanine plaza. Mechanics, laborers, and other lowly people toiled at the base level, crafting and refining Hex Crystals and transporting them to the cities above. All that was left in the process was a high concentration of waste liquid, ten times more dangerous than the haze, at least it smelled.

I don't know who this spire belongs to - the Phylos are no longer the only players in the Synthetic Hex Crystal Game, but they still have the most powerful and pure variety. It is said that even the alchemy barons, such as Peringdes, are trying to make cheap imitations of their own brands, completely getting rid of the Chamber of Commerce family. But most likely, the minaret was nothing more than a joint venture between the baron and the family.

We descended to the mezzanine plaza and something outside the window caught my eye. There is no shortage of graffiti in the shaft of the elevator, but there is a conspicuous mark that has been newly sprayed and stands out from the other faded graffiti.

Spider.

I looked underfoot. Both logos are the same. My eyes went back out the window and I saw it appear again and again.

I stood up, my back against the wall, screaming and trembling as I stopped in the middle plaza. There were no people under the car, and more than one pair of eyes were watching me warily because I hadn't gone out.

There was a loud sound, which was a signal that the screaming elevator was about to leave the station. The operator walked down the stairs and glanced around to see me.

"The elevator is about to go down," the uneasiness was evident in her voice. "Are you going to the gutter area?"

I looked around and saw that the platform outside the door was empty. "Looks like I'm the only one."

"Don't try to be different in this matter, my dear." She took a step further and pushed the goggles to her forehead. I could see the fear in her eyes. "Something is wrong with the gutter these days. It's better to stay on top. ”

"Do you know any news?" I asked.

The operator lowered his gaze and fiddled with his horn in a nutshell. "I know to be nosy about that."

I thought about it for a moment. "I'd better try my luck."

She lingered for a moment, hoping that I would change my mind, and finally nodded slowly and climbed up the ladder. Soon the screams began to rumble down towards the gutter, where I would see what everyone was so afraid of.

After leaving the mezzanine plaza, the lighting becomes very poor. The alchemy street lamps are getting thinner and thinner, and they look like fireflies flying high. The light emitted by the screaming itself illuminates the surroundings of the car, but it is difficult to say what effect it will make.

The gutter area is never beautiful. It may have been like this a long time ago, before the Great Flood turned it into half graves, half garbage dumps. But that time is long gone, and the scene before me has deteriorated much compared to what I remember.

Picking the wrong enemy, breaking too many promises, betting the last silver wheel on the loser will all end you up here. The desperate begging for a living here, and those who are afraid of dirt will not find it here. For these people, it's almost a refuge, but they can't hide from others who are in the same situation as themselves.

The lights flickered on and off. I stood up, walked to the window, and peered out of the green glass along the slide. After a few moments, the lights were normal again, illuminating the shaft outside, allowing me to see the graffiti that covered every inch of the wall.

Spider. It's all spiders.

It's the same rough sign as it was earlier, but it's rarely seen on it, but it's etched, chiseled, and sprayed everywhere. The boundless swarm of spiders seems to be climbing up from the darkness and expanding their boundaries.

I felt a chill in my stomach, a slight rush of adrenaline. Whatever Kai sent me to find, it must have something to do with it.

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