Although it was nightfall, it was still bright, with hundreds of electric lights flickering under the steel and concrete dome like shining stars, and meters of transparent glass walls dividing the huge and unprecedentedly perfect part.

This is the miracle of human industry, known as the industrial creation of the old Dunling Central Railway Station, it is the traffic heart of the old Dunling, hundreds of railways extend outward from the location of this heart, throughout every territory of the old Dunling, huge water vapor gushes out of it, and finally condenses on the surrounding steel, the air is humid and cold.

Lorenzo stood on the edge of the platform, still wearing the same standard attire, a black deer hunting hat and a pitch-black coat with a white lining underneath, and the chains of the pocket watch slightly peeking out of the corners.

He was an ordinary traveler, as if he were going to see some friend, and he was still holding a brown box in his arms, one corner of which was slightly open, and inside were bright flowers.

Sitting on a bench to the side, Lorenzo looked down at the time with his pocket watch, standing like a sculpture in the crowd.

He went on like this for a long time, until the melodious whistle sounded.

The steel creature slowly came with endless steam, dragging more than twenty carriages behind it, and cold dew condensed on the steel, like a giant python swimming in the earth.

On the heavy front of the train stood a bronze statue of a lion, and the rusty body was painted with white lettering, which was the name of the train.

The Radiant steam locomotive, a train built decades ago to commemorate the victory in the Radiant War, but most of them have been retired over time, and Lorenzo did not expect to see it today.

It is also part of the Atrium Serpent system, which connects the whole world. With just a few silver coins, you can reach any part of the world at will, and that's the power of technology.

Distance is not a reason to limit one's progress, and even Lorenzo wants to go to that mysterious town of Ende, and there are trains tonight, and he just in time.

"Sir needs ......"

"No need. ”

The flight attendant looked at Lorenzo as he approached and tried to help him carry his luggage, but he refused before he could meet Lorenzo.

Lorenzo's cold look overwhelmed the flight attendants, but he saw countless guests every day, and this little episode didn't take him seriously at all.

Stepping into the car, Lorenzo went straight to his place, finally stopping at a window and placing the suitcase at his feet, which, although light, could be felt by anyone when it fell. It's full of demon-hunting weapons.

Although Lorenzo never mentions it positively, he is actually a retired witcher, and as he said to Sabo at the time, becoming a priest is a prerequisite for becoming a Templar, and the elite of the Templars will become witchers.

Obviously, the demons are dead, and he has enjoyed six years of retirement, but now this group of guys is back, and this is Lorenzo's bottom line, no matter what the conflict of interests, he must find out why this group of damn things have appeared again.

At the end of this train is a city to the west, where a large amount of minerals have been found, and it has also been developed in recent years, but it is not very well developed and has not attracted attention.

Lorenzo's target wasn't there, according to the information he had obtained on the map of the train station, the mysterious town of Ende was also connected by train, and everything had been built about three months ago, but the railway was not open to the public, and he had to get off and walk as he approached it.

But...... An almost forgotten town has a direct railway?

Lorenzo smelled of conspiracy in an instant, and the truth was as he thought, an anonymous philanthropist donated money to build the railway about a year ago, the purpose of which is unknown, but from what Lorenzo has experienced now, everything is extremely clear.

All this was premeditated.

This was a special escape route for the escape of the Sacred Coffin, and it is believed that Saab's food was transported there by this railway.

"It's so troublesome......"

Lorenzo had a headache, he had to go to great lengths to do this, it was impossible to transport food just once, and no one knew what the "food" was.

Judging by the volume and time of a railway, there will be more things transported there than you estimate.

For a while, the atmosphere was a little sad, and I felt like I was going to Huangquan alone.

But Lorenzo doesn't care about that, it's his bottom line, he has to take a look, no matter what.

Just as he was thinking this, another person appeared in front of him, sitting across from Lorenzo, smiling.

"Good evening, sir, are you going to see a friend? ”

The man was about the same age as Lorenzo, twenty-four or five, wearing ordinary clothes, ordinary appearance, and ordinary temperament, everything was so ordinary, but it seemed extremely abrupt when they gathered together.

He's so ordinary, so ordinary that it's eye-catching.

"yes, it's been a long time since I've been to see him. ”

Lorenzo replied casually, but his gaze fell on the box, which was filled with flowers, and the intoxicating fragrance was soothing.

A classic gift box from a street flower shop, when a person really can't figure out what to give, it's always right to buy one of these flower boxes.

"It's nice that the friendship lasts forever. ”

"Yes, it feels really good, but what about you? The west is very backward, and everyone doesn't really want to go except for tourism. ”

In the face of Lorenzo's inquiry, the man thought for a moment, showed a slight sadness on his face, and then sighed.

"I don't want to go either, but the work requires it. ”

"Do you need a job? I guess ......"

Lorenzo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he watched the man closely, analyzing his identity with his few detective skills.

If you talk about work, the only few in the west that count as work are mining, but he is very neat, his fingers are also very clean, there is no trace of working in the coal mine, although the overall temperament is very mediocre, but there is such a faint strange smell, it smells like the smell of engine oil.

"Mechanics, in addition to mining, there are those mechanics in the west, there must be some machine broken, transfer you to repair it." ”

Hit the bull's-eye, the man suddenly became energetic, and looked at Lorenzo with a little curiosity, he wanted to use this small talk to pass the long time on the road, but he didn't expect to meet an interesting person.

"How did you guess?"

"Because my roommate is a mechanic, he smells of engine oil, he has calluses on his hands, and he has to be on call, and the machines in the factory often break down, and when he is short of manpower, he has to rush back to fix it wherever he is. ”

To tell the truth, this man's haggard feeling and dark circles are simply a copy of Lorenzo's roommate, so it looks very intimate.

"I haven't seen him for almost half a month, I'm afraid I'm not soaking in the factory. ”

"Really...... I don't know what to say......"

The man chuckled dryly and scratched his head, he was uncomfortable with the job.

"And what do you do?" the man was curious about Lorenzo.

"Hmmm......"

Lorenzo pondered, he said.

"Detective, a second-rate detective. ”

As for the specific business or something, Lorenzo doesn't plan to say it, after all, whether it is catching the junior or serving the shrike, this is not visible, and as for the deeper fight with demons, it can't be said.

"Detective?"

The word seemed to touch a nerve in the man, and this time he really looked at Lorenzo squarely, his eyes sweeping back and forth, and the hidden features gradually overlapped with the person he remembered.

"And what do you call it?"

As if to make a final confirmation, the man stretched out his hand and pretended to be a friend.

Lorenzo naturally reached out and shook his hand, then pulled a hearty smile on his face.

"Lorenzo Holmes. ”

Listening to the detective's name, the man was stunned, but his emotions were well hidden by him, and he continued to smile, as usual.

"Camu Naredo. ”

Looking at the detective, who was hated by both Arthur and Shrike, Kestrel said his name.