Old Dunling, the beautiful city of miracles, steel and machinery, wealth and power, every word that describes it can inspire the most primitive **, but too many people are carried away by **, and they don't even think about what the price of all this is, or those people at the bottom of the pyramid.

Fortunately, the cold winter wind has not yet left, and the cold air is not too fishy, but even so, Lorenzo still couldn't help frowning.

Dead fish float on the surface of the river, and all kinds of filth are dumped in it, and germs and death are brewing in it.

Hundreds of years ago, the Black Death swept through the Western world, people died one after another, and the high mortality rate brought everyone to the brink of madness, and even spread to the rule of the Evangelical Church.

It was a dark time, but there is always light at the end of the darkness.

The course of history progressed slowly, under the shadow of death, the order collapsed, people were no longer religious, and it was better to have fun in time than to practice penance, so that among the dead bodies and bones, the brilliance of humanities and arts rose in the rotting bodies, and accumulated and exploded into a revival of literature and art after a short period of time.

With this tragic history in mind, at the beginning of the overall design of the old Dunling, the Mechanics also added sanitary facilities to the pillars of the furnace, and the water brought up filth, and after several purification processes and boiler burning, it was turned back into mist and returned to the earth.

Sometimes, of course, they dump hundreds of tons of disinfectant into the pillars of the furnace, and in the dead of night, the atomized gas purifies the entire city...... Of course, it is also possible to pour something else, such as an alchemical potion that will speed up the dissipation of pollution.

It's like a self-circulating ecosystem, but it's made of steel and flames, and after all these years of operation, it's not bad.

"It stinks. Lorenzo said.

Although the mechanics have done their best work, the water quality here is still worrying until it is purified by the Furnace Pillar, but fortunately they will not stay long, and they will flow all the way to the western outlet of the sea, reintegrating into the sea.

"Welcome to the underclass, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes. Preese said seriously.

People are busy unloading goods at the docks, and even if they are so busy, they can't make much money in a day, and this is the end of the vast majority of stowaways, who have no regular jobs and can only work in the dark, get a low salary, and finally hide in the chaotic lower city.

This is the living state of most of the old Dunling people, there is no glory and wealth, everyone is just a small cog in the machine.

"Just get used to it, Lorenzo. Preece said, expecting the guy who had been messing around in Downtown for a long time to get used to it.

The two men moved forward on the docks, and after searching for the stowaways, the cargo ship was seized and docked at the docks, never leaving.

"Let's see what clues there are on the ship...... Whatever the lead, we'll probably end up with a trip to Downtown......"

More words, Pres did not say.

Downtown is a chaotic place, but in the chaos he also has his own order, generally speaking, when the smugglers get there, Pres has to worry about the safety of the stowaways, there is no need for the police to arrest them back, when they can't stand it in the downtown, they will leave obediently.

In fact, there is no need to investigate this case at all, the two are just using this case to have fun and fish.

But Lorenzo's mind was completely different from that of Pree, and he was not interested in everything with Emerald Firene...... Or the things of the evangelical church are extremely vigilant.

According to Arthur, the Pope tried to unite with Invig, and the Protestant Order had been formed, but the question was that the Book of Revelation had been taken away by Lawrence, and where would the Evangelical Church get the new secret blood?

All this is still shrouded in a heavy fog, and although Lorenzo has dispelled a lot, he still can't see the truth.

After Lawrence's death, the purification agency was fully mobilized, and it seemed that under the calm and calm, the entire Invig was already on high alert, from the old Dunling as the core, to comprehensively search for the traces of demons, trying to find the "Apocalypse" that was taken away by Lawrence.

But in the end, nothing was found, as if the book of Revelation was just a lie.

Lorenzo knew that the crisis had not been lifted, it had only been postponed.

"Is this the place?" asked Lorenzo, pausing and looking at the freighter beside him.

Preece looked at the papers, and based on the records, he said, "This is it." ”

The two nodded, and after Preece showed his police badges, the guards let the two in.

According to the captain, he had no idea that anyone was on his ship, it was a cargo ship, and there was not much rest on the ship except where the sailors lived, and he could not understand how the stowaways had come to Old Dunling in such harsh conditions.

"We should bring the captain here. Lorenzo said. The iron boxes were piled up like a labyrinth.

"He is in detention. Preece led the way ahead with the papers.

Reaching the lower deck of the cargo ship, the wooden crates were stuffed with hay and looked like they were filled with fragile things.

"The artwork from the Emerald is like the Medici family, who have been supporting the artists, so these stones become expensive and precious when they knock them a few times at will. ”

Preece commented that although they were works of art, they had become luxury goods in recent years under the coaxing of a group of people, and every rich man tried to fill his living room with art in order to pretend that he was very cultured.

"Great Lorenzo. ”

Lorenzo glanced at the things and said casually.

Preece was stunned, as if he didn't understand why Lorenzo had begun to boast again without warning.

Seeing Pree's watch, Lorenzo knew that the guy had misunderstood.

"It's not me, it's him, Lorenzo Medici, head of the Medici family, cardinal of the Evangelical Church, he was powerful, but he liked to sponsor some of the down-and-out artists, and with the wealth of the Medici, he brought the culture of the Emerald into the golden age, but everything changed after his twilight. ”

Lorenzo remembered that he had had the privilege of meeting the old man when he was in the Demon Hunter Order.

"Great Lorenzo, that's what those people call him, it's not me, but if you want to call me that, I don't mind. ”

Then the detective was shameless again.

Presce didn't say anything to fight back, he didn't know much about that distant city, and listening to this detective, this detective did have a little knowledge.

"You actually have the same name as that kind of character. Preece was a little surprised.

"Actually, if you're shameless enough, it's okay for you to change your last name to Victoria. Lorenzo said unceremoniously.

Preece shook his head, it would be nice to think about this kind of thing, he was not as shameless as Lorenzo.

"Hmm...... What are these?" Preece looked at the carefully stored paintings, but they were painted with bewitching things.

"This is also a work of art?"

"Do you have any comments? This human body is perfectly drawn. "It's quite normal, and the rich people in the Emerald often hire painters to paint it, because people are a little depressed and crazy under the shadow of faith." ”

There was a pause in the voice, and Lorenzo suddenly approached Pres and whispered.

"You know what? Rumor has it that in the Cathedral of San Narlo, there is a secret room full of these artworks, but that room is only accessible to the Pope. ”

Lorenzo winked his eyebrows, then scolded.

"It turns out that this dog thing is the most unreligious, damn it. ”

The two of them said as they arrived at the stowaway's hideout, the baffle on the ground had been lifted, and underneath it was a complex pipe, with a narrow space just enough to fit a few people.

"They're hiding here?" Lorenzo himself was a little surprised when he saw this.

"According to our inference, usually they are outside, and when someone comes, they hide inside. ”

Pres replied that no one in this place could hide for that long.

"Is that so?"

Lorenzo thought for a moment, then stuck his head inside, and in the dimness, the witcher's eyesight was sufficient, and the narrow space was only dust and debris.

There don't seem to be any useful clues.

No...... Lorenzo suddenly thought of something, and then the god was a little wary.

"Was that what you were here about?" he asked.

Pres shook his head, "I was on duty at the time, and the detective who arrived here at the first time was not me, but the useful information is basically here, because the mission is visiting, they will not miss anything." ”

Listening to his words, Lorenzo took the document and then looked through it carefully.

"Nobody cleaned up here, right?"

"There is no one, the goods here are temporarily seized, these are valuable things, and the guards will not let people in. ”

Lorenzo read it and fell into deep thought.

Preece waited quietly, this detective is like that, sometimes people will suddenly go crazy, take you to sing and dance, but then suddenly fall into deep thought, as if thinking about the truth of some terrible secret.

"Pree, you said, those men are so good that even you mounted police couldn't catch them and let them escape, right?"

Preece nodded, and that's what it says on paper, the mounties failed to catch them.

Lorenzo said slowly.

"Here's the suspicion, Prey, a group of people who have been adrift at sea for so long, and when they disembark, they are so alive that you can't even catch them on horseback...... Isn't that a doubt?"

"......"

Presie was about to say something to answer him, but then he realized the unreasonableness of the whole incident.

The stowaways saw that the mounted police were indeed going to run, but the stowaways were running too fast.

They don't realize it, or they do, but they don't pay attention to it.

"And what do they eat and drink?"

The captain said that he did not know about the existence of these people, so in the meantime, the stowaways must have been here, but there was nothing but cargo.

"And one thing, what are those smugglers here for?"

Lorenzo asked.

"If it's wealth, isn't it everywhere here?"

Looking around, there was a piece of art in each wooden box, which could be sold for a good price, but the stowaways gave it up and ran away.

Hearing this, Preyse's sleepiness was gone, and his spirit rose violently.

"So...... What are these 'stowaways' trying to do?"

Lorenzo whispered, as if afraid to wake someone from a deep sleep.

"I went to apply for the police force. "Hearing this, Prese has realized the complexity of the incident, which is far more complicated than it seems, but ...... But according to the procedures of the Sualan Hall, they would not ignore this.

Or is it because of the lack of police resources, so it happens to be wrong here? He couldn't figure it out.

"No, don't make a noise, I'll leave this to me. ”

"Over to you?" Presce looked at Lorenzo distrustfully.

Lorenzo's indifferent face suddenly burst into laughter again, and he approached Preece and patted him on the shoulder.

"Have you forgotten? I'm in a 'key position'!" he deliberately accentuated.

Thinking of that mysterious department, Pres suddenly understood what was going on, perhaps he had been involved in an incident related to that mysterious department.

"Wait, really?" Presie tried his best not to bring up the mysterious department, but he was equally skeptical of Lorenzo's words, this neurotic couldn't be lying to himself.

"I'm not kidding that, Preeis. Lorenzo said solemnly.

"Pree, you envy my life, but did you know that the more people know, the faster they die?" said Lorenzo, "so it's better to have some fun before you die...... Just like in the Renaissance, under the shadow of death, it is better to have fun while you are alive than to toil. ”

With a chill in his voice, the Witcher's posture returned, and the invisible pressure made Pres waver, and then he said.

"Lorenzo, trust is precious. ”

"Trust me. ”

Lorenzo said again.

Preece was silent for a moment, perhaps sleepiness had finally conquered him, and he handed the document to Lorenzo, thought for a while, and then asked.

"Do you need my police badge?"

"It's easy to be beaten to death if you take this into the lower city. ”

"Okay. ”

Watching Press leave, Lorenzo's gaze sank.

He already had a preliminary guess in his heart, but this guess was also full of loopholes, and he was not sure.

The Book of Revelation has been lost for too long, and if Lorenzo is the Pope, the first thing to do after rebuilding the Order is probably to regain the Book of Revelation.

Preece was different from what he was wary of, what he was wary of was that it all seemed to be too coincidental, the visit of the mission, the lack of police, the negligence of the process, but Lorenzo would not explain it to him, sometimes it was not a coincidence, but something predestined.

They are all people associated with darkness, caught in the vortex of chaos, and will eventually meet at the center of death.

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