"Bang bang bang!"

In the shooting practice room of the police station, Chu accompanied Lawrence to complete another shooting practice.

Since the last time he discovered that Hatsu couldn't use a pistol at all, Lawrence began to let Hatsu accompany him to practice.

Of course, part of the reason is that he also has to do some rehabilitation himself.

The sequelae of his right hand never recovered, which sometimes made him unable to even hold a pistol.

If it is known that the police officer known as the Bloody Hand can't even hold a gun steadily, I'm afraid that some people in the City of Fog will be restless again.

All four shots hit the bull's-eye.

After briefly confirming the results, Hatsu put down his pistol and looked at Lawrence to the side.

This slow-moving weapon wasn't hard for her.

Because the bullet speed of the pistol is generally between 300 and 400 meters per second, it seems to her that the pistol is indeed a bit slow, perhaps not as fast as her jog.

Lawrence also took off his earmuffs and put down the gun in his hand, with some helplessness in his eyes.

His score was much worse, only one shot hit the bull's-eye, and the other three shots were around the seventh to eighth rings.

"Whew. With a slight sigh, Lawrence picked up a bottle of water at hand, unscrewed it and took a sip, and walked to the back chair and sat down.

"A few more times will be fine. Chu walked up to Lawrence's side and said.

This was supposed to be a word of encouragement, but because of her expressionless appearance, it sounded like it only deepened Lawrence's hurt.

Lawrence rolled his eyes at Hatsu, "I don't need you to comfort me yet." ”

As he spoke, he gestured to the chair beside him.

"Sit down and take a break, it's rare to have time to rest. ”

"Hmm. Chu answered, and sat down next to Lawrence.

Today was indeed a rare tranquility, there were not too many cases, there were no corpses to deal with, and the patrol ended early.

The sunlight shining in from the outside is warm, and people don't feel lazy.

"How's that ripper, how did you check?" Lawrence asked, setting the water bottle aside.

"There are already several goals. ”

In addition to Jack Ford, Chu also found several suspects, and she lowered her "eyes" in their vicinity, now just waiting for the results.

"Let's fix this as soon as possible. Lawrence took the lighter and cigarette case from his bosom.

"Mind if I smoke?"

"Mind that. Chu said flatly, and she expressed her opinion in front of the summoner in a rare way.

"Hmm. Lawrence nodded, as if listening, but still expertly lit a cigarette in his hand.

"Smack. Closing the lighter and holding a cigarette in his hand, Lawrence exhaled a pleasant puff of smoke.

The expression on Chu Chu's face was still flat, but a few wisps of black qi faintly rose from his body.

"Huh. With a chuckle, Lawrence stopped wandering frantically on the edge of his first anger.

Flicking the soot from his hand, he lowered his eyes and looked at the sunlit corner of the ground.

"During this time, the City of Fog has calmed down a lot. ”

As he spoke, his voice paused, his pale blue eyes staring at the sunlight for a moment, and after a few seconds, he spoke.

"Thank you, Chu. ”

Stunned for a moment, Lawrence suddenly thanked her so seriously, she was still a little unaccustomed.

Still, it seems that each of her summoners has thanked her.

Whether she had really done something worthy of their gratitude, she didn't know.

Sitting there a little dazed, Lawrence noticed this, but he didn't say anything.

He understands that Chu is different from him, and what he needs to face is only the evil of the city, but what Chu needs to face is a greater evil.

He also understood that Chu had many questions in his heart, and even she was so dazed, but he couldn't answer.

Because he could guess what the first question was, and he didn't have an answer. Or rather, there was no answer to that question in the first place.

The origin of the first is unknown to Lawrence, and from the appearance of the first to the present, what she has shown can be said to be completely beyond the common sense that Lawrence understands.

But there is one thing, he understands.

Hatsu may be doing something that no one can do, and she is alone in front of something that no one can face.

These were all things he had learned from the contract, and had never been told to him at first.

At first, she said that she came to take away sin, but until he understood the contract, Lawrence never thought that the purpose of her existence was to take away all sin.

Of course, this is only maybe, maybe the contract itself is fake.

In that way, he would be more relieved, and he didn't have to apologize to Chu Huai, who was also a sinful person.

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For the next few days, the City of Fog was unusually calm, and it was like an ordinary city, functioning in order and tranquility.

And the ripper hasn't been seen again for several days.

This gave Hatsu and Lawrence a rare time to relax, and sometimes after work, Lawrence would take Hatsu to a nearby tavern for some drinks to relieve his boredom.

At first, he wasn't interested in this unique drink, but Lawrence loved it, and he had all the vices of a single old man.

But it can be seen that Lawrence is in a good mood during this time, and the fog capital seems to have really begun to change.

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On the gray street, a white manor is so conspicuous.

There are many children in the manor, each doing their own thing, some sitting under the tree reading, some gathering on the grass to play, and some swinging together in twos and threes.

A little girl with pale blonde hair sits alone in the open space by the door playing with dolls, not that she doesn't like other children, but she prefers to be alone.

She loved to stand alone from a distance, looking at her siblings, looking at her Daddy Jack, looking at the smiles on their faces.

Her name is Lily, and she loves her home.

The reason why she had to stay far away was because she could see everyone.

But when Daddy Jack tells stories, she runs over to stay with everyone, and she likes to listen to Daddy Jack's stories the most.

"Lily. ”

At this moment, Lily heard a man calling to her at the door.

She looked up at the door and saw a man in a black suit standing there.

"Mr. Snyter. Lily exclaimed in surprise, and she stood up and ran to the door to open it for the man named Snyth.

Mr. Snaith was a friend of her Jack's father, and though he only came occasionally, he was very kind to them.

Mr. Snaith is a good man, and the kids think so.

The man walked into the manor, a faint smile on his indifferent face, and reached out and touched Lily's head.

"Playing alone again?"

"Hmm. Lily squinted her eyes and let Snaith touch her head, "Because Lily likes to play alone." ”

Everyone in the family knew about it, but no one ever alienated Lily because of it.

That's one of the reasons why Lily loves this home, where she never needs to pretend to be anything, she can do whatever she wants.

"Sometimes you have to play with other kids a lot, you know?"

There was a slight tenderness in Snyth's voice, and he asked again after he had finished admonishing Lily.

"Where's your Jack's father, I've got something to do with him. ”

"I'll help you find him. Lily volunteered, took her doll, and trotted all the way into the manor.

Snaith stood by the door, watching Lily run away.

It wasn't long before Jack walked towards Snaith alone at the manor.

By this time, Snyter's face had regained its indifference.

Jack smiled and stepped forward and hugged Snyter.

"My friend, is there anything you want me to do?"

Snaith replied indifferently.

"According to the last agreement, I will take care of your business. ”

"Oh. Jack patted Snaith on the back.

"You know, as long as it's reasonable, we can negotiate any business. ”