"You...... Are you saying that I touched the secret blood a long time ago and became the so-called qualified one?"

Eve couldn't believe it, in her memory the first half of her life was so easy, she was the princess of Phoenix, and the whole old Dunling people were waiting for her to grow up, and whoever married her would have half of the great Phoenix family.

"Yes, that's the only result, it seems that the old Dunling is much more complicated than I thought, for example, I thought the demons were dead, but after so many years, I actually encountered them in the old Dunling. ”

Lorenzo said casually, this kind of thing didn't even seem to him to be a thing, at least people were still alive.

"The demons were extinct more than a decade ago, and it was the most carnival in the history of the Demon Hunting Order, when everyone drank and hungovered, poured burning holy water on the body of the last demon, and watched it die with a painful wail. ”

"To be on the safe side, the Demon Hunter Order has been monitoring the world for several more years, confirming the complete death of the demon. There was no prey left in the forest for hunters to hunt, so I retired and came to Old Dunling to pursue my dreams, and like I said, I really dreamed of being a detective. ”

Babbling like an old woman, Lorenzo was a peculiar man, sketching a hideous and terrifying world in his gossip, and his tone sounded like teasing a big cat in a zoo, and I don't know if he was used to it or if it was by nature.

Optimism?

looked at the lazy and world-weary face, the warm sunlight reflected on his face through the glass, it was a beautiful scene, but his expression was like someone else owed him millions, and the previous ruthlessness was completely gone.

This...... It's just heartless.

"Wait, so you're the so-called qualified person too?"

It was only then that Eve remembered that Lorenzo, like her, was also qualified for the secret blood, and even said that Lorenzo knew better.

"yes, but it doesn't matter. ”

He didn't seem to care, and slowly stood up, and Lorenzo looked at Eve.

"Eve, your affairs are more complicated than we say they are now, but at least for now you seem to be safe, but here is my postcard if needed. ”

Looking at the already soaked business card, Eve remembered that Lorenzo was still a detective, and although he was not in the stream, at least he should be the best among detectives.

"From state secrets to catching the little three detectives, they all undertake, if it is related to demons, the trouble will be doubled. ”

Brushing up his wet hair, Lorenzo picked up Winchester and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going?"

Eve asked hurriedly.

"Go home?"

Lorenzo looked back, and at some point he was able to walk steadily, an unimaginable vitality.

"But...... Didn't you still ask the doctor to take the medicine?"

"I just want to get rid of him, after all, my 'friend' is miserable enough, and the only child who is divorced in middle age doesn't seem to live with him yet, so that his connection with the darkness will deepen? ”+

He had knocked on the door of Busculo's room with a shotgun, but now he was pretending, and sometimes Eve was a little unsure of what was going on with the detective.

He was like the wind, his actions always preceded words, and the door was closed before Eve could say anything. Lorenzo left.

There seemed to be a feeling of emptiness, like a hamster being lifted open of the house, filled with that inexplicable feeling, Eve knew very well that she had stepped into the darkness, and there was no other way but to move on, although a little afraid, but at least the real world became clear in her eyes.

Looking down, the soaked business card was covered with cheap ink, and the handwriting was blurred, but the words were still faintly legible.

"Outer Town, East of Irins, 121A Cork Street. ”

"Lorenzo Holmes. ”

......

The sunlight shines through the glass windows, driving away all the cold winds before winter, and the body is warm and comfortable.

Shrike opened his eyes with difficulty, and above his head was a familiar ceiling, painted with myths, and the gods were angry and rained down on fire, banishing the twisted demon from the earth.

Looking at Shrike suddenly smiled, he felt that if someone drew it in the future, he should draw some airship cannons, this thing is much more useful than an ethereal god.

I remember that this place used to be a monastery, but later it was converted into a hospital, and every time I was injured and fell into a coma, I would always wake up here again, like a restart point in my life, but every time I woke up, I would be unhappy.

Shrike tried to move, but his hands seemed to be bound and could not move.

Really......

"Are you awake?"

A familiar voice sounded on the other side, and Shrike turned his head a little suddenly, and saw that the robin was lying on the bed next to him, with a blood-stained bandage on his chest, and a ventilator, with a loud hissing sound like a broken blower.

"You're still alive?"

Shrike was a little happy and a little incredulous, the sword should have been fatal.

"Yes, Galahad's sword is crooked. ”

The robin squinted at the shrike, and although his mouth was relaxed, his injuries were still severe, and it was difficult to turn his head.

"It's good to be alive, what happened in the end?"

"It's Nikolai, you know that the minds of the madmen of Perpetual Motion Pump can't be guessed at all, they took the battle as an experiment in the armor of original sin, and the experiment failed, Galahad got out of control, and it took us a lot of effort to subdue him, and I don't know where he is now. ”

Shrike said slowly, still fearful of the night ten hours before, when the dark angel opened its arms to him, its sharp wings nearly severing him.

"But what is certain is that he should be better off dead now, after all, in the eyes of the people of Perpetual Motion Pump, we are all test subjects, and we have no human rights. ”

Shrike wanted to scold, but the violent speech brought pain all over his body, and it felt really deadly.

"I hope you understand them, they're just a bunch of ...... who trade ethics for knowledge Great people, our society needs this kind of people, of course, there can't be too many of them. ”

Kestrel walked into the ward, and as a high-ranking knight who was still idle in the old Dunling, he felt compelled to visit his two immortal colleagues.

"Thank you that this crazy world needs them, otherwise I would have sent those crazy people to a mental hospital until they died. ”

The robin on the side said weakly.

Kestrel walked past the two of them bedside, and although the injuries were severe, at least the two men woke up, just as a group of nurses walked in, pushing a complex instrument.

The shrike had a headache at the sight of it, and he tried to get out of bed, but the nurses did not give him a chance, and one of the nurses strode over and lifted the shrike at once, and under it was a white hospital gown and bandage, and his limbs were firmly bound by a strap-on of leather and linen.

"Sir, please cooperate, this is the process, we need to make sure you are not contaminated. ”

The head nurse said and pulled the instrument to the side of the shriek's bed, and the other two looked at it gloatingly.

The pollution of demons is very strange, everything related to demons can become a way of infection, and with the knowledge accumulated by the purification mechanism for many years, they found that pollution first starts from the nerves, first corrupts the will of people, then distorts flesh and blood, and finally this victim will become a new source of pollution.

In order to guard against this viral outbreak, after each battle against the demons, the Purifier will conduct a will evaluation of the participants, which was invented by the people of Perpetual Pump, which makes Shrike want to kill them even more.

The kestrel was protected at the outermost periphery, and the robin's injuries were too serious to withstand the toss for the time being, so this appraisal was carried out entirely for the sake of shrike.

The nurses skillfully picked up scissors to cut off part of the hair on the back of the shrike's head, and then gently inserted the electrodes of the needles into it.

"It might hurt a little bit next. ”

The nurse said.

"I've done it, and I know how much this thing hurts. ”

Shrike said helplessly, what he couldn't bear more than pain was another thing, but before he could finish speaking, the head nurse pulled down the electric switch, accompanied by a slight spark bursting from the instrument, Shrike seemed to be caught and felt his whole body descending.

First the soft bed, then the concrete, then the deeper, all the way down into darkness.