Embers of Embers

Chapter 629: Heaven’s Trap
121A Cork Street, Winchester Office.
I also lived in the Perpetual Pump for a while, and this should be the first time Lorenzo has returned to the office. Although it is only a temporary rest, it feels really good to be home.
"So this is your home?"
Sa Liangxi walked around the office. It was like a big warehouse with a pile of messy things and debris everywhere. Fortunately, there was still a place to sit.
Kestrel walked to the corner and sat down. Guys like Kestrel and Eve, because they came here too many times, over time they all had their own fixed positions.
Several people sat scattered, enjoying a brief moment of peace.
Sa Liangxi looked around, without any sense of restraint as if she were a guest at someone else's house. On the opposite side of her was Rhodes, who stood behind Sa Liangxi, feeling a little at a loss.
"What are these?"
Shao Liangye glanced at the information on the table. He could barely understand the text on it.
"Some...story deduction? Anyway, when I have nothing to do, I will write something casually, which helps to spread my thinking."
Lorenzo glanced and responded casually.
He wrote a lot of messy things, mostly based on different perspectives, different camps, and different directions for the same event.
Benefiting from the performance learning from Oscar in his early years, Lorenzo often plays others based on what he knows about them, speculating on the choices they can make.
The previous information handed over to Lawrence and Edlen was also based on these circumstances and was very risky, but for a gambling dog like Lorenzo, he felt it was worth a try.
It was also relying on these that made him rethink how to fight Roger and find a way out in this desperate situation.
"You only wrote half of it?"
Shao Liangye's reading was interrupted. He found that these deductions were basically halfway through and then ended. He didn't know why.
"Well, because I can't write any more."
Lorenzo explained, casually picking up a piece of paper on the ground, with a few short sentences on it, scrawled on it.
"Can't write anymore?"
"I am not omniscient and omnipotent. As I write, I will reach a deadlock. I can't think of how things will develop, or even how to break the situation."
Lorenzo balled up the paper in his hand and threw it far away, hitting the kestrel on the head.
Kestrel has long been accustomed to Lorenzo's various behaviors. He might have yelled and cursed a few times before, but now he is completely too lazy to pay attention to Lorenzo. He leans against the wall and narrows his eyes slightly.
This is a rare break, and Kestrel wants to enjoy it.
They had just finished their work for the day and had installed antimemetic weapons at a nearby outpost. Because it was very close to the Winchester Office, Lorenzo stopped by to take a look and rest here for a while.
Eve was lying on the table beside her, lowering her head and writing a report. She was very serious and dedicated.
Kestrel also mentioned it to Lorenzo several times, and he thought that Maluri's bad memories would scare the girl away, but it turned out that she was serious about it and was not joining on a whim.
"Can I see it?"
Shao Liangye asked Lorenzo what he saw.
Lorenzo raised his hand, revealing the firearm under his windbreaker. It had rarely been used before, and it had never appeared in front of Shao Liangye and the others.
"Give."
Lorenzo said nothing and handed Winchester over.
Shao Liangye took it with both hands, put it on his knees, and observed it carefully.
Lorenzo is a guy who has experienced hundreds of battles. With his fighting intensity, he has to change his weapon for a new round after every battle, but this shotgun he carries with him looks very new, as if he has not experienced many battles. .
That's not right, a guy like Lorenzo wouldn't carry something useless like this.
Decorate?
Shao Liangye looked at Lorenzo's messy hair. He seemed to never care about his self-image.
"Does it mean anything else?"
Shao Liangye raised his head and asked. There must be a reason why it was carried on his body.
"Probably, it was left to me by a friend of mine. It's a pity that the original one has been destroyed. I just entrusted a craftsman to make it according to its original appearance."
Lorenzo replied lazily, he seemed to have really come out of the haze, with a relaxed voice.
Shao Liangye stroked the handle of the gun and felt some weak touches. When he looked carefully, he saw a line of text.
"It's a little poem."
Lorenzo smiled as if he knew Shao Liangye's actions.
"What little poem?"
Shao Liangye looked at the engraved words. He knew Western languages ​​and could understand the meaning of the words on them, but it was still difficult to translate the meaning of the sentences.
“A…poem about death, a poem about resisting death.”
Lorenzo said leisurely. He raised his head and looked at the dark ceiling. The sound of the kestrel's rising breathing could be heard in his ears, as well as the sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper.
Sa Liangxi sat boredly. There was really nothing in the office that deserved her attention. Rhodes stood behind her. He felt like a nanny, and Sa Liangxi was the energetic one. A little too much kid.
It was such a peaceful and soothing moment, with the sound of wind blowing outside the window and the raindrops hanging on the glass.
Lorenzo loved the atmosphere and whispered affectionately.
“Don’t go gentle into that good night.
Even old age should burn and roar at the end of the day. "
"Rage, fury."
"Raging against the dying of light."
These words should have been shouted out in anger, but they became extremely calm in Lorenzo's mouth. His eyes were like still water, and he whispered about everything that had happened in the past.
“It was an inspiration from an old friend.”
Lorenzo looked at Shao Liangye and took the Winchester from him, with a smile remaining on his face.
"Very good, I like it." Shao Liangye replied.
The office was quiet, and the atmosphere had never been calmer than before. The sky outside was gloomy, but everyone felt as if they were being illuminated by the afternoon sun, enjoying the brief peace.
This place is like a safe haven. When they walk out of here, they will face the sudden violent storm again.
"It's so boring... Do you all like being bored?"
Sa Liangxi asked everyone curiously. Everyone looked relaxed, but she felt very boring.
"Do you know what the best home for a weapon is?"
Lorenzo asked the girl, not only Rhodes, but in Lorenzo's eyes, Xi Liangxi also looked like a child who hadn't grown up, full of curiosity about everything.
He didn't hate this slightly childish attitude, it was better than turning into indifferent weapons like them.
"Kill the enemy? Kill powerful enemies. I know there is such a tradition."
Sa Liangxi stood up, picked up the nail sword placed aside, felt the weight in his hand, and stroked its sharpness.
"The sword itself has no name. Only after it kills a powerful enemy can it be named, recognized, and written in history."
Her eyes were slightly absent-minded, as if she was in that gorgeous legend.
In the eyes of Xi Liangxi, this is the case. Although everyone in this room looks lazy, she knows very well that each of them is a vicious executioner, and they kill with blood, even herself. .
Contrary to Sa Liangxi's expectation, Lorenzo shook his head and said slowly.
"No, the best ending for a weapon is to be buried in dust and forgotten by everyone.
Without strife, there would be no weapons. "
After Lorenzo finished speaking, he felt the doubt in Sa Liangxi's eyes, and he waved his hand, "I know, it is a bit unbelievable to say such words from my mouth, but it is true."
"Look around."
Lorenzo pointed to the firm he built.
"I really retired, sealed up the nail sword, forgot about the secret blood, and lived like a normal person... living as a detective. If you don't believe it, you open the drawer and there are records of my commission. I really have Live better."
Sarakei opened the drawer. As Lorenzo said, it was filled with dusty papers. It seemed that they had not been updated for a long time. He picked up a piece at random, with a slightly funny commission written on it.
"Catch the mistress?"
Sa Liangxi couldn't believe it.
"This is normal. Isn't this how ordinary people live?" Lorenzo felt no embarrassment.
"Boring is good," Kestrel slowly raised his head and continued, "Being bored means there are no abnormalities, no monsters, no enemies, and we don't need to swing our swords. We just need to rest here."
Kestrel's mind was full of thoughts about retirement. He always felt that if it hadn't been for these messy things, he would have been reading a book and fishing on a sunny afternoon, and there was...
“It’s great to be retired.”
Kestrel murmured.
"I thought you liked going to work." Eve, who had been silent, put down her pen, stretched, and then said to Kestrel.
Kestrel rose through the ranks, and everyone thought Kestrel would one day make the leap to management, but it turned out that this guy wanted to retire just like Lorenzo.
"This is all forced. If possible, who wouldn't want to retire?"
Kestrel thought about the future, thinking about it, but found that there was nothing.
"Rather than retiring, I want to live another kind of life, a life without fighting and killing."
"Do you know what this kind of life is like?" Lorenzo asked, becoming interested.
"do not know……"
Kestrel thought for a while, his childhood memories had long faded. He had been struggling in the mud as long as he could remember, but he was not sad, but smiled.
"It's just because I don't know that I want to experience it. Maybe I will find it boring. After a while, I will return to the cleanup agency and resume my job?"
The story reaches a fork in the road and heads in another direction.
"Maybe... maybe I will feel that this kind of life is so good that I sometimes forget about my past."
"Sounds pretty good."
Lorenzo nodded affirmatively. The scene at the moment was really good, quiet and peaceful, perfect. He reached out and touched it, wanting to light a cigarette and fall deeper into intoxication, but the next second his hand froze in the air.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and a little bit of blazing white flashed in his gray-blue pupils.
The peaceful atmosphere was frozen and then burst.
Everyone noticed the change in Lorenzo's demeanor. He seemed to be in a deep sleep just now, but at this moment he became solemn and depressed, like a wild beast tensing its nerves and showing its claws.
"what happened?"
Kestrel immediately entered the state. He looked at Lorenzo, eager to get some useful information from his eyes.
"Erosion, there's erosion around here."
Lorenzo stood up, picked up the Winchester and the nail sword, and glanced back and forth, searching for the target.
Hearing his words, the others also picked up their weapons one after another, and put their bodies on guard. A faint murderous aura permeated among them, as if the beauty and peace just now were just hypocritical illusions.
This is their bloody and cruel nature.
Lorenzo pursued the feeling of erosion, and his eyes wandered all the way to the window. He tried to look higher, but was blocked by the roof.
He raised his head, and soon the light outside the window was stained with red blood, as if scarlet blood was falling from the sky.
"This is……"
Kestrel was absent-minded looking at the red light, but soon he remembered something. Lorenzo moved faster than him. He turned over the table, pushed open the door, and was exposed to the cold wind.
Lorenzo raised his head, and the pedestrians around him also raised their heads and looked up at the sky.
"what happened?"
The few people who followed him out of the house also froze in place, raising their heads like Lorenzo.
In their sight, scarlet light shone in the thick clouds, and this light continued to fall, sliding out a red trajectory. They were one after another, from top to bottom, weaving the light leading to the sky. rail.
"This is...an alarm! An alarm from Shattered Dome!"
Kestrel finally remembered the key, and he shouted loudly. Several other people also realized all this amidst Kestrel's shouts.
Deep in the clouds is the core of the purification mechanism, the broken dome located above the Dunling Tower.
"A crisis broke out in the Broken Dome. The crisis was so terrible that they couldn't handle it themselves, so they sent out an alarm and rescue to the whole city."
Kestrel's voice was slightly trembling. This was something that only appeared in the manual, and now it has become a reality.
"And usually when this happens, it means that the Shattered Dome...has fallen."
Eve whispered, watching the light track fall, and there was endless pressure falling with it.
A name slowly emerged in everyone's mind, exuding evil and deceit.
Roger Cruz.
He made a surprise attack on the Broken Dome, and only he could do it with absolute suppressive power.
"Lo..."
Eve was about to call Lorenzo's name, expecting him to do something, but she saw Lorenzo standing there with his eyes closed.
He didn't respond to anyone's call, but soon, they all felt something spreading.
Somewhere, unseen, invisible and intangible forces are surging.
There was a blazing white light rolling between the gaps in his eyelids. Lorenzo opened his eyes and looked towards the sky.
As he watched, the sky suddenly collapsed, something was falling, and the strong wind gathered up, making a harsh whine.
(End of this chapter)