Embers of Embers

Chapter 220 Funder
"Rat King?"
Shrike obviously didn't expect Lorenzo to ask these questions, he said after a brief moment of surprise.
"Why did you mention him?"
Both of them have been hanging out in the lower city for a long time. This ghostly place has too many secrets, which are annoying, and the Mouse King is one of them.
The intelligence leader of Xiacheng District has a wide range of eyes. Although his service scope is in Xiacheng District, he also knows the intelligence outside Xiacheng District.
"Because of that batch of stowaways, your cleanup agencies don't have the spare energy to take care of them, so I have to do it." There was a hint of sarcasm in Lorenzo's words, "They went to find the intelligence agent of the bad rats, I don't know What were they inquiring about? Anyway, they were going to kill people and silence them afterwards, but I was there at the time and several of them died instead."
Shrike was a little surprised by the sudden unfolding of the story, but thinking about it, Lorenzo has always been so capable. When he asks you whether you should kill someone, he has probably already killed them and buried them by the way. .
"This is no longer the scope of your investigation." Lorenzo's progress on the case was faster than Shrike's imagination.
"I'm from Feilengcui, so I have to take care of my fellow villagers."
Lorenzo's words did not make people feel the slightest kindness.
"So what did you find out?"
"They are not ordinary stowaways. They must be planning something. One of them escaped during my pursuit... To be precise, I almost caught him, but I was hit by a carriage that suddenly appeared."
Lorenzo's hand flew through the air, concealing from Shrike how he was in a brief free fall.
"The carriage took him away so fast that I couldn't catch him, and then he was caught by the mounted police for disorderly conduct."
Hearing this, Shrike did not expect that Lorenzo would also be deflated.
"I thought you'd kill those mounted policemen and keep chasing...although you've lost him."
Lorenzo looked helpless.
"Shrike, as you said, living in a human group, you must abide by some rules. And I'm not a lunatic. Confronting the mounted police will only make the situation worse."
Lorenzo thought of Pres, "Everyone just comes out to make a living. It's always a bit inexplicable to lose his life or get beaten for no reason, right?
Everyone has two sides. If everyone showed his true self, then the world would definitely be much more peaceful. "
Lorenzo teased.
"This is really not something you can say. You actually have... empathy?"
In Shrike's eyes, Lorenzo is a monster in human skin. Although he disguises himself very well, everyone knows that his biggest hobby is killing monsters and bathing in the anger of revenge. Only then can he truly live. come over.
Lorenzo shook his head and said with some disdain.
"This is the complexity of human nature, isn't it? I am a murderer, but what does that have to do with me being a philanthropist who supports orphans?"
Arthur is the head of that violent organization, a cold-blooded evil ghost, but when it comes to his daughter's life, this evil ghost still becomes fragile, just like a mortal. But in this case, can you say that he is no longer evil? ?
Shrike was startled, perhaps because Lorenzo's words aroused his thoughts.
"It seems like coming back from the dead has changed you a lot."
"People are always changing," Lorenzo replied.
"Why, when you were a child, did that naive kid ever think that he would become a gang boss in the future? He went to the city and so on! So you have changed too, and your personality has collapsed?"
Lorenzo's words were full of contempt as he continued.
"Let's go back to this case. There must be something wrong with those stowaways. After all, the stowaways won't ask for information from the bad rats, and they won't have weapons to kill people and silence them, and there won't be any damn carriage to pick them up."
The thought of Lorenzo's carriage made him insanely angry.
"So, Shrike, have you ever thought about whether those stowaways are the forces that have sneaked in secretly?" Lorenzo asked, "Don't you also have such suspicions? Maybe they are the group that splits the church. Followers of the new pope? In short, their purpose is probably the Book of Revelation."
Shrike looked serious.
"Are you sure?"
"It's just a suspicion. After all, I failed to catch him." Lorenzo continued, "Maybe the Mouse King knows something."
Shrike was silent. This issue was indeed worth pondering, but looking at Lorenzo's appearance, it seemed that he was willing to move forward to solve this problem.
"I will report this to Arthur. As for the Rat King... the Rat King is very strange." He said.
No one has ever seen the Mouse King, and his existence is limited to people's word of mouth, like a fictional story, but it is such an existence, but it makes the intelligence agents awe, as if he really exists, and the words All reveal the story of the Mouse King.
"Although I have been in the Lower City for so long, I have only heard of such a person, but have never actually seen him. I must be the same for you, Lorenzo."
Shrike said.
"Indeed, but this also shows his weirdness...haven't you investigated him in the Lower City for so long?" Lorenzo asked.
"What's there to investigate?" The Shrike sighed. "Do you know how many urban legends like this exist?"
"The lower city is just a cauldron of chaos. People from all over the world have come here and been thrown into the pot to stew." Perhaps because he had been hanging out with Lorenzo for a long time, Shrike's rhetorical level also began to move towards Lorenzo's rottenness. The words deflected, "In order to occupy a seat in the chaos, the members of those gangs will always make up all kinds of weird stories to show their terror, but in fact, from our perspective, it is just some garbage clamoring. , isn’t it?”
"The same is true for the story of the Rat King. In our opinion, it is just a guy who is pretending to be a ghost. There are too many guys like this and we cannot confirm them one by one. Therefore, only those who may disrupt order will be taken seriously by us. .”
Lorenzo nodded. What Shrike said is indeed true. You don't care how many bugs there are in the shadows of your home, but you will kill all the bugs that dare to appear in your eyes. The Rat King is such a bug. He had existed quietly for too long, knowing that this incident would drag him into the whirlpool.
"Well, it looks like I'm still on my own."
Lorenzo looked a little helpless, but then he spoke.
"Then next thing."
"What else is there?" Shrike was a little annoyed, why did Lorenzo have so many things to do.
"I need some weapons. My beloved Winchester is far away from me. I need a gun to break those bastards' legs."
Lorenzo said viciously that if he had had a gun in his hand at that time, the outcome of the chase would have been completely different.
"I can still make this little wish come true."
Shrike threw the death knell out as he spoke, "You've been pointed at your head by it too, I guess you're an old friend too."
"are you serious?"
"Of course I'm kidding."
Shrike put the revolver away. He liked the gun and it would be a complete waste for Lorenzo to use it.
"I will notify the Ever-Moving Pump to pick out some new weapons for you. Just wait at home to sign for them."
……
Yager was lying on the bed, his face pale. Although he successfully escaped from Lorenzo's hands, the injuries on his body still brought a huge burden to him.
"Are you sure? Priest."
There was a voice coming from the bedside, the old man was asking questions.
"I'm sure."
Yager endured the pain and said.
"This is the news from the bad mouse. It can be confirmed that there was a battle in the north before. This is consistent with the news we got. It is basically certain that Lawrence was involved."
The old man had a sullen face. As escapees, their power in Feilengcui was basically wiped out. This was the last information they obtained. Lawrence, carrying the "Apocalypse", appeared in the north of Yin Erweg.
But they didn't know what was happening in the north. After combining intelligence from multiple parties, they basically determined that Lawrence was suspected of being at war with the purge agency.
But the result?
Although they are in the old Dunling, the old Dunling is a fog that they cannot see through. He lives in the same city with the giant thing called the Purification Mechanism. While guarding against them, he also needs to explore the "Book of Revelation" 》’s whereabouts.
The old man didn't know whether Lawrence was dead or alive, and he didn't know how much the Purge Agency knew now. If this was a game, they were on the verge of being eliminated.
With a long sigh, he said, "You should take a good rest."
The old man said and left. At least they still had a place in this city.
Pushing open the doors one after another, the old man finally came to a room where the person who funded their operations in Old Dunling was waiting for them.
The power of the old man's side has shown its decline, but in this desperate situation, there are people who are willing to help them, so that they can move within the old Dunling.
"As Yager said, Duke Salicardo, we currently don't know the whereabouts of Lawrence."
The man behind the table raised his head. He was not in a hurry and answered.
"It's okay, as long as things progress."
Duke Salicardo is a man with wealth in his hands. As the top of the pyramid, he is an economic giant. His family made its fortune during the Glorious War. Its industries are spread across all walks of life, and its factories cover almost the entire Inverge.
No one thought that Duke Salicardo was among the people who sponsored these escapees, and no one knew how they were connected. Shermans was extremely wary of them at first. After all, they no longer had How much power can be said, once captured in Old Dunling, this will be the best gift to Queen Victoria.
But all this was formulated by Miguel, and Shermans could only obey. But at least in the recent negotiations, Duke Salicardo gave them enough security, and the two maintained a temporary cooperative relationship.
"This is investment. I invest in you and put all my chips on you. There will always be losses and losses in this kind of thing, but as long as we are the winners in the end and can make money, that's fine."
Salicardo said slowly, and at the same time stretched out his hand to motion for Shermans to sit down.
"I am really grateful for your care." Shermans said sincerely.
"Nothing... So, let's start?" Salicardo asked.
"Of course, you can do it at any time, but... I just didn't expect you to be curious about it. After all, most people are afraid of these things." Shermans shook his head as he spoke, looking a little distressed.
"That's why I am not the 'majority', I am a very small number of people, otherwise my industry would not have reached the scale it is today." Salikado is very proud of this, "People must be curious about new things , even if they are evil spirits who choose people to eat."
As he spoke, he recalled that horrible night, countless monsters attacked his manor, and steel armors walked through the burning flames to fight.
In his panic, he even saw Duke Phoenix. That lunatic could actually reach the attacks of those monsters with his physical body.
The scavengers distorted Salicardo's memory in the subsequent processing, but the strange thing is that Salicardo gradually recalled these as time went by. He thought it was a nightmare at first, but as the memory recovered and he thought, After reviewing it, he discovered the truth of it all.
He reached this position without making any noise. Salicardo was smarter than anyone thought. The scavenger would erase his memory once, and would erase it a second time.
"To be honest, when I first learned about the existence of 'demon', my world was completely refreshed."
Salicardo smiled and said, "Shermans, you are one of the cardinals of the Evangelical Church. You must have felt this way, right? You thought you had reached the top of this society, but suddenly one day you discovered, There is a deeper world beneath the bustling surface.”
He once thought that he was already the highest person in Yin Erweg. Salicado controlled the economy and could meet the queen at any time, but that night he realized that he was still one of the mortals, dead to the extraordinary world. Deadly separated.
"But often people avoid the deeper world," Shermans said.
"It's funny, I'm very curious about demons." He said eagerly, "Just like the steam engine, it first appeared as a war machine, but now it has become an indispensable thing for the entire society. Maybe... …Perhaps the same is true for demons?”
Shermans was silent and didn't say anything. After so many days of getting along, Salikado has a strong personality. He doesn't believe in gods or ghosts. He is a pure businessman. He is also willing to invest in things.
The old man didn't know what he really wanted, perhaps because he had stayed in Feilengcui for a long time, and under the scouring of his beliefs and years, he had also become staid and out of tune with this new era.
"Where were we talking about before?" Shermans asked. This was also part of the cooperation. The businessman liked stories about monsters, which allowed him to delve into the unknown world.
"When the church was established, those monks brought back forbidden knowledge from the north."
Like some strange bedtime story, Salicardo said with a bit of excitement.
Shermans remembered that he was old, and even his memory was a little unreliable.
"Yes, they came back from the north and brought back two books..."
(End of this chapter)