Camu Reinado...... Or Kestrels, he looked at the detective in front of him with interest, there were many legends about this guy, but he didn't expect to see him today.

The mysterious detective who arrived in Old Dunling six years ago single-handedly created the horrific Red River Massacre in order to gain the support of the Shrike in Old Dunling.

Kestrel was barely one of the participants, and he was well aware of the case. At that time, various forces were rising in the lower city, the nobles colluded with gangs, and the position of the shrike was shaky, and there was no ability to control this group of thugs, in order to regain his dominance in the lower city, the shrike gave Lorenzo the first task.

Investigate the evidence of the crimes of the gangs and the nobles, and as long as there is evidence, the army will march into the lower city and reshuffle everything, and the nobles who try to control the lower city will be liquidated.

In return, the shrike would give Lorenzo a new life, a fully legal identity, a dream job, and a new life.

Lorenzo did it in the end, but in a way that was completely beyond everyone's imagination.

Find the group of people, torture them to tell everything, and then kill them. When the shrike arrived, the entire Thames was littered with floating corpses, the murky waters turning dark red, accompanied by screams, and names being added to the list.

"Alas, to tell the truth, the old Dunling is really not a good place, and it takes hundreds of years to see such a sunny day, which makes people feel no better. ”

Lorenzo became chattering, looking at the darkness outside the window, his hand couldn't help but grab the petals in the flower box, crushing it, with a faint fragrance on his hand.

"Yes, but the west side is much better, although it is to work, but it is a tourist. ”

Kestrel replied with a smile.

He thought that Lorenzo Holmes would be a cold-blooded embryokiller, but after getting along for so long, the inherent impression was broken, but he didn't take it lightly, pretending to be this kind of thing, anyone would.

"Well, I'll go to the bathroom. ”

As he spoke, the kestrel greeted Lorenzo, then walked to the carriage behind him, and the smile on his face disappeared for a moment when he turned his head, but a cold look.

This mission was very important, and in order to ensure that the weapons from Berhans were not discovered by any of the curious passengers, the kestrel was the first to get on board to guard the cargo at this distance, but he did not expect to meet Lorenzo here.

According to Shrike's account from his hospital bed, it was he who abducted Eve Phoenix, and although it is unclear how he escaped from the dungeon, it is clear that this mysterious detective has something to do with demons.

According to the normal process, on the second day of the collapse of the underground palace, a knight with a sophisticated weapon would knock on Lorenzo's door, but because of Lorenzo's record in the Red River tragedy, coupled with the absence of a superior knight, the arrest of Lorenzo was slowed down.

Now that the-stirring stick is on the Radiance, Kestrel doesn't know what he's up to, but it's better to inform the shrike just to be on the safe side.

Pushing open a heavy iron door, after passing through the cargo box in front of them, even the conductor on the train did not notice that there was an extra section at the front of their train.

Behind the heavy steel plates were heavily armed soldiers, carrying weapons given by the Mechanics, a swarm of cold killing machines.

The radio station was placed in the middle of the carriage, and all kinds of supplies were available, not so much a carriage as a mobile command post, and at the end of it was guarded by soldiers, and after that was the forbidden gate, where the weapons from Berhans slept silently.

"Tell the shrike to get ready, we have some unwelcome guests here. ”

After saying that, the kestrel took a revolver from the weapon rack and hid it under his coat, the premise of maintaining good faith is that he has a weapon in his own hand, and he can't be too wary of this guy who can crawl out of the dungeon without knowing it.

With this in mind, the kestrel was about to return to its seat, when suddenly a thunderous gunshot rang out from the back of the train.

......

A few minutes ago.

Looking at the departing kestrels, Lorenzo looked out the window boredly, but there was nothing outside the window, only a black patch, and his eyes fell on the carriage boringly, Lorenzo looked at the passengers.

At first, Lorenzo was also a layman in the detective industry, and I remember reading in a certain book that the best way to cultivate the "deductive method" of detectives is to look at passers-by and judge a person's career, experience, and so on from their dress and demeanor.

At first, the training was difficult for Lorenzo, as he was always drawn to the young girls on the streets, and then to be chased by the street patrols......

Okay, let's not talk about these unpleasant things, Lorenzo's eyes fell on a nearby passenger and looked at him.

He looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, with a washed gray coat and a heavy suitcase, just like the kestrels, this should also be an unlucky middle-aged man on a business trip, leaning his head on the back of the chair, drowsy.

Then the next one, the next one......

As time went on, Lorenzo realized that there were no women or children in the whole carriage, not even older people, and basically all social animals like kestrels.

Lorenzo stood up, he felt that something was wrong, this route was also a tourist route to a certain extent, but now it was full of workers going to work, there were no women and children, which was very wrong.

He didn't have too much expression, for the sake of safety, he picked up the suitcase and flower box, walked in the carriage casually, pushed open a heavy iron door, whether it was the attendant or something, there was an indescribable feeling, outside the window was the ultimate darkness, it seemed that the train had entered the abyss at some point.

But suddenly he seemed to see something, and sat down in the corner of another carriage.

"So why are you here?"

People who have a connection with the darkness also connect with each other, like a light in the darkness, they will always see each other, and although the girl in front of her is dressed up beyond recognition, the smell of secret blood is so striking to Lorenzo.

"Because I have a commission for you. ”

Looking up, Eve's fair face was covered in dirty soot, and her bright eyes were filled with horror.

After escaping from Phoenix Manor by train, Eve found Lorenzo's home at the address on her business card, but it was Mrs. Vanroute who opened the door, and Lorenzo had already left for the central station, and Eve ran with all her might to catch the Radiance at the last minute.

“...... What's going on?"

The girl's eyes made Lorenzo cautious.

"I see it...... Those demons. ”

Eve finally uttered the word demon, and under constant pressure, she had to face up to the creation of the nightmare.

"Right next to me, they stared at me and said they had found me......"

Her voice trembled, and since she had escaped from Phoenix Manor, it had been a journey of death, a horror that darkness had never seen before, and it seemed that after that there were all watching demons.

"Found you? Is it a vision? It's just a certain level of hallucination, it doesn't affect reality, you just understand it as a waking nightmare. ”

Because he often smoked ashweed, Lorenzo was all too familiar with this kind of thing, and comforted Eve.

To a certain extent, Lorenzo is actually trying to find a way to send Eve away, because at the end of this journey is the mysterious sacred coffin, and ordinary people who come into contact with it will only be eroded into a member of the demons, and a person like Eve with secret blood, once completely eroded, will be a demon more dangerous than ordinary demons.

Although she has killed her teammates many times, Eve is still so young that there is no need to go to this hellish place.

"No, unlike hallucinations, it can really see me. ”

Eve said anxiously, her mouth slightly open, as if she wanted to say something, but because it was indescribable, she didn't know how to explain it.

"It's like...... It's like...... The two worlds overlap each other!"

Eve said loudly.

"Didn't you say that, as they deepened they could see us, and I'm sure the demon saw me!"

Eve spoke as hard as she could, the darkness chasing her, trying to engulf her flames.

Ominous and strange powers envelop everything, and there are many ways for demons to spread pollution, and it can be said that anything that can carry "information" can become a medium for them to transmit.

A beam of light that can be described.

A painting depicting images of demons.

A book about fighting it.

Or a girl who was discovered by a demon and told it in fear.

"I was ...... Found ......"

As if exhausted, Eve finally said with horror and exhaustion.

Then the lights in the burning compartment that accompanied the circuit went out one by one, and strange and distorted shadows slowly stood up from the dark corner, and the world of nightmares and reality overlapped together in this brief moment, rubbing against claws and teeth with mad anger.

Eve drew the revolver called Deathknell and pointed it at the nameless darkness, terrified and angry, but it was too dark, so dark that she couldn't see anything.

"Ah...... What a hassle. ”

In the dark, surrounded by wolves, the man said a little weakly, it felt like a social animal who had worked for many days, and was suddenly called to work overtime when he was about to go home to rest.

A warm hand gently stroked Eve's head as if to comfort her, and then the girl smelled a crisp scent of flowers, and the soft petals fell like snow in the darkness, dancing wildly.

Winchester still had delicate petals sticking to it, sniffing the fragrance and gunpowder, and the flower box fell heavily to the ground, like a funeral, and more petals fell, and the blinding fire burst out from the muzzle of the gun, reflecting the darkness around them, and also reflecting the hideous passengers.