messenger from the wasteland

Chapter 83
The rest of the day was still busy.

Although Lawrence suffered serious injuries, he can still carry out some basic actions with the help of evil.After simply tidying up the mess in the police station, he found a coat in the guard room and changed into it. He continued to patrol the streets with Chu.

However, they did not encounter any incidents on this day, and most of what they encountered were tragedies that had already passed.

People dead in alleys, looted shops, bodies dumped in rivers.

No one can accurately say how many things can happen in one night in the city of fog. The night of this city is far more chaotic than the day.

Lawrence wanted to handle these cases, but it was impossible for him and Chu to handle so many cases at the same time.

Their manpower is still too small, but this is the most difficult problem to solve. No one in this damn place wants to be a policeman.

But what if these events could be stopped before they happen.

On the way, Lawrence was thinking while driving the police car, and looked thoughtfully at Chu who was sitting in the co-pilot.

At the beginning, I was a little uncomfortable seeing his strange eyes, and I almost bit my tongue when I was eating a burger.

In the evening, Lawrence stopped by the hospital to get some medicine. The hospital in Fog City seemed to be always busy. It was almost ten o'clock when Lawrence and Chu returned to the rental house.

Pushing away Lawrence weakly pushed open the door, walked slowly to the side of the sofa and lay down.

Although it looked like there was no wound on his back, it was just the effect of the first evil.

His wound is still there, and the pain has been unbearable, and he is almost unable to hold on.

Lawrence paled and took off his coat, revealing the torn shirt inside and his exposed back.

"Huh." Panting, he put the medicine in his hand on the table and said to Chu.

"Chu, if you can, give me some medicine."

"En." Chu responded, walked to Lawrence's side, and picked up the medicine on the table.

She reached out and touched Lawrence's back, and then a layer of black substance appeared on the skin of Lawrence's back, and gradually began to fall off.

As the black substance fell off, the wound on Lawrence's back was revealed.

There were rolled up flesh and blood everywhere, mixed with a bit of charred black. Although no internal organs were injured, such an injury could not be considered a minor injury.

"Just take out the medicine and apply it on the wound." Lawrence guessed that the medicine of this era might not be used at the beginning, and explained aloud.

"Yeah." Chu lowered his eyes and opened the medicine bottle.

Inside the medicine bottle was a kind of ointment medicine, I first took a little with my fingers, and slowly applied it to Lawrence's wound.

While applying the medicine, Chu said.

"I'm sorry Lawrence, it was my dereliction of duty."

As an envoy, she should never have hurt the summoner.

Lawrence lay prone on the sofa, enduring the pain in his back.Hearing Chu's words, he raised his head and said.

"You've done a good job, this time it's my own problem."

He was not consoling Chu, the injury this time was indeed his own problem.

He has been idle in this city for too long, so that he has no sense of facing the crisis.

There should have been more and better ways to deal with this morning.But his attention was completely on the bomb at that time, and he didn't think much at all.

"In the beginning, sometimes you don't need to put all the blame on yourself."

Looking at the floor of the room, Lawrence said suddenly.

Chu's hand stopped, and Lawrence continued.

"You can assign some responsibility to others. After all, I am also your summoner, right? I haven't used it to the extent that others should be responsible for my injuries."

Assigning responsibility to others, I didn't know how to do it at first.

She didn't respond to Lawrence's words, and rubbed the medicine on him silently.

Lawrence didn't continue talking, and closed his eyes.In his opinion, as a so-called envoy, Chu Chu was indeed incompetent.

She seems to be too gentle, gentleness is weakness, such a person cannot face evil.

But this time Lawrence was wrong.

Because if, the requirement is to bear the sins of all people, but anyone with a little selfishness will choose to betray.

She was the one who was chosen at the beginning, the one who was chosen as an envoy, not because of anything else, but because she was the one who was most likely to walk this path alone.

She is strong enough, that's why she was chosen.

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After applying the medicine, Chu put the evil on Lawrence's back again, which was much easier to use than bandages.

Lawrence stood by the balcony smoking, and the smoke was blown out of the window by the wind, so that the smell of smoke would not stay in the room. After all, he didn't like it at first.

Chuzheng was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed and watching TV. Lawrence turned it on to relieve her boredom, but she seemed to like watching it quite unexpectedly.

There was a movie showing on the TV, the name was The Godfather. The former Lawrence also liked this movie very much. He had watched it many times, and basically memorized the plot.

How should I put it, this can be regarded as a frustrating movie, but it is so that it has a unique romance.

At this time, Chu happened to see the plot of the new godfather's revenge for the old godfather, and he opened his mouth slightly, engrossed in watching.

Although he was embarrassed to disturb Chu, Lawrence still turned around with a cigarette between his fingers and said.

"At the beginning, there is one thing I want you to do."

"Hmm." In front of the TV, Chu's body paused for a moment, then she turned around and asked with a straight face.

"Are we going to give someone a reason they can't refuse?"

Give the other party an undeniable reason, this is a classic line in the Godfather movie.

Lawrence's hand holding the cigarette trembled, and a cross appeared on his forehead.

"I'm talking about business with you, sober up a little bit."

Taking a deep puff of a cigarette to calm himself down, Lawrence said in a deep voice.

"This city needs a night watchman. If you can, I want you to do it."

Lawrence knew that it would be difficult for him and the patrols during the day to have any effect on the city, and the night of the foggy capital was the most chaotic moment.

So he had a plan to let the city have a night watchman to prevent those crimes from happening in advance.

Chu's ability is very strong, and only she should be able to do this.

As for the night watchman, this is not a duty that exists in the law enforcement system, it is a private matter.In other words, this is something outside the law.

No normal cop would do anything like this, but Lawrence was no normal cop.

"Night watchman?" At first, he didn't quite understand the meaning of this word.

"Huh." Lawrence exhaled the smoke from his mouth and explained.

"That is to say, you will be on duty at night in the future."

He looked at Chu with those pale blue eyes.

"If you see someone committing a crime, just kill it."

Directly kill, Lawrence was not prepared to use such an absolute word.But he was afraid that he would be soft at the beginning, so he might as well just say that there is no room for it.

Anyway, this city doesn't need those scumbags.

"Murder?" Chu looked at Lawrence and asked.

"Yes." Lawrence stood by the window and nodded, wisps of smoke wafting from the cigarette at his fingertips.

He flicked the ashes of his cigarette, and like he said, he was unscrupulous.

"Then." Chu lowered his head and accepted the order.

"I will obey your orders, Summoner."

(End of this chapter)