The alleys of the city are like gutters piled up with filth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this dark corner where ordinary people look away and pretend not to see, there is poverty, sin and rotten desires. The steaming air of the sweltering heat and the crude shouts of idle people copied the scene outside in Rorschach's mind.

The middle-aged man who had seen the [owl] did not have any special clues, Rorschach followed the man's instructions and walked all the way to the port, and at the back of a low house on the outskirts of the port, he stopped, this is the place where [owl] was last seen, and he planned to try his luck.

"Behind the Oriel grocery store, there's a river. Rorschach imagined in his mind the possible tricks of the [owl] as his magic fluctuated slightly—he used the power of the bloodline almost all the time, but he needed more mana to perceive it more accurately.

It was a path sandwiched between houses and the river, probably unrepaired, so it was still covered with coarse sand, with sparse weeds growing at the base of the wall and on the riverbank, and a few wine bottles and some scraps of paper crumbling into mud scattered on the side.

Rorschach recalled a conversation between the two of them.

"That night, as soon as I came out of the underground casino in the port, I was blocked by several people, who took me to the back of the Oriel grocery store, and I knew that I would be greeted by a round of beatings and humiliation, but who knows, when we left the fire of the grocery store and walked into the alley, there was already a man standing quietly, and he stood there, not saying a word, yes, it was the [owl], and he looked a little rickety, and it was particularly penetrating in the moonlight, like a silent ghost. After that, the night watchman knocked me unconscious and drove me away. ”

"What about the guys who blocked you?"

"I, I don't know, I'm so scared, so ...... Don't, please don't hit me, I really don't know anything! They, they might go home later......"

"Have you seen them yet?"

"I don't know ......"

"You don't know that?"

"I really don't know anything!"

"Alright then, get involved in underground gambling, now, let's go, follow me to the city guard headquarters!"

"No, really, please, a lot of people do this, I'm just one of ......"

"Wait until you're crouched down in the wall before you continue to quibble!"

"Don't, please, please, Lord Night's Watch, don't, I'm just stupid for a moment, I'll never do it again, really, you see, I have a twelve-year-old daughter to raise at home, please, spare me! ”

"Hmph, you'd better take care of your gambling addiction, or you'll ......"

Eventually, Rorschach let the old guy go, but he also found out from the man the location of the underground casino, and if he still didn't find anything today, he would go and destroy it.

Rorschach relied on the tactile air, searching every inch of the alley bit by bit. Why is the Owl here? What is he waiting for? Are the people he knocked out missing, or are they dead?

He soon found a clue in the mess of garbage, it was a needle stuck in the sand, which looked like it had accidentally fallen to the ground, but in Rorschach's perception, the needle was connected to a thread - according to experience (Note 1), Rorschach felt that this thin thread should be transparent, and more importantly, the thread extended all the way into the river, and there was no sign of floating, apparently connected somewhere.

Rorschach didn't hesitate, he directly urged the blood, causing a cloud of air to absorb around him to form an air barrier, and then, in a very rude way, he jumped into the river.

Following the thin line, he dived from the bottom of the river into a drain, then upstream, and when he passed through a raised iron fence, he was in the underworld of Ash City.

He followed the thin line that ordinary people could not perceive, and the darkness of the sewers could not affect his movements, because he was blind. After a short time on his way north, and several turns, of course, he stopped at a fork in the road, the thin line pointing very straight ahead, but his nose smelled a faint, but unusually familiar.

The smell was like a floral scent, with a hint of mint coolness, mixed with the strange smell of dampness in the sewer, almost imperceptible.

But Rorschach knew that it was the smell of the poison that had blinded him and destroyed countless families, Red Fantasy.

He hesitated for a second, frowned, and chased after the smell that was still fresh.

After turning into a long straight, he sensed the light of a fire in the distance, where the air fluctuated more violently due to the heat.

As he approached, he suddenly saw a girl coming out of the firelight.

Yes, he really saw it with his eyes, the colorful kind, he saw the girl's golden hair, he saw the worried and frightened expression on her face, he saw her dark blue pupils, and he saw her figure that was frightened and retreated slightly.

All this was long lost and familiar, and everything he saw in his eyes brought Rorschach a deep nostalgia.

He saw a lot of wounded police officers lying on the ground, as well as the two corpses opposite, so what was the place where the girl had just walked out?

He walked to the firelight and looked inside, and the open box contained poisons, and next to the box were four corpses, apparently all of whom had died together, and among the four corpses, there was also a person whom Rorschach knew.

The young earl, hehe, is he dead too?

Rorschach's mouth, hidden under the mask, suddenly cracked in a strange arc.

Ask, how can a blind man see things again?

"It's a pity...... Rorschach muttered in a low voice, not knowing whether it was a pity for the light in front of him or a pity for Muffy's failed countermeasures.

The air perception brought by the bloodline of the White Crane of Cloud Breath reminded Rorschach of his surroundings as he turned to look at a wall, and beside him, the girl standing behind him in the illusion was summoning a bone spur from a police officer on the side.

Blood gushed out of the corpse, staining her dress red, and splashing much onto her frantically smug smile.

She stuck out her tongue and licked the corners of her mouth, and the bone spurs shot at Rorschach.

Rorschach shattered the bone spurs with a well-placed elbow blow, and the whole person also turned around.

The black coat fluctuates in style.

In the next moment, he was stiffened by the wind in the wind.

Rorschach went into a high-speed sprint.

Pity......

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