Ember’s Gun

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“So is this your guess?”

The rain outside the window baptism Old Turin, as if to wash away all the dirt, the candle in the room burned quietly, the melted wax oil spread over, and then it solidified.

Plague doctor listened to the story told by Lawrence. It was neither long nor complicated, but just a microcosm of the ups and downs of an old man’s life.

“Yes, I suspect that Lorenzo Medici is not dead. He has been in charge of Evangelion Church for so long. I don’t believe he hasn’t seen “Revelation”.” Lawrence’s eyes were gloomy, and he only felt an invisible enemy appear in front of him.

“Even if I can find such a way of’immortality’ among them, how can Lorenzo Medici not find his’immortality’?”

Lawrence thought, picking up a black and white photo on the desktop with a familiar person, Lorenzo Holmes, printed on it.

“Lawrence…”

Plague doctor thought of something, only felt a panic, he said with some fear.

“You are not the first to discover this power, power Gabriel.”

Lawrence was nodded stiffly, his voice a little heavy.

“Lorenzo Medici… That man dominated my life. I became his slave to control the Demon Hunter Order. Until one day he grows old, but even if he grows old, he is not willing to die like this. He has Someone said he was looking for an’immortal’ way.”

“Is that so?” Plague doctor asked.

Lawrence was silent briefly, then sighed.

“He was indeed looking for’immortality’ when he said that he needed the Demon Hunter as a long-term guard, and then he took a new Demon Hunter away from the Order.”

He spoke casually, but was terrified by the sudden recall.

The memory of the past gradually became clear, and the mystery in Lawrence’s heart was instantly penetrated, his pupils tightened, and everything became reasonable.

“Yeah… That’s it. Lorenzo Medici also found the power Gabriel. Through this power, he usurped the life of the Demon Hunter and survived.”

Plague doctor’s heart sank, he thought they were already fucking behind the scenes, but in the darker part, there were still a pair of eyes peeking at all this.

“Is the Demon Hunter taken away by Lorenzo Holmes?”

This is why Lawrence is targeting Lorenzo so much. After the train’s death match, not only the name “Lorenzo”, but all the strangeness of him, Lawrence can’t help but make Lawrence suspicious in this direction.

He is the biggest winner of Night of Advent, and Lorenzo Medici is the real winner.

“No… Actually I don’t know who the Demon Hunter was taken away. At the time, Lorenzo Medici was still strong in secret, and I also needed his help… After all, after Lorenzo Medici fell, the rich and powerful Wish I die, a Demon Hunter person as an old cardinal scared them too much.”

Lawrence tells of the past that only he knew.

“Lorenzo Medici has done a good job of confidentiality. To this day, we can only infer what he did based on guesswork, right?

But the Demon Hunter who was taken away was not Lorenzo Holmes, I remember him, he was 047, the Demon Hunter who was named Medanzo…”

“What the hell is going on?” Plague doctor didn’t understand.

“I don’t know, and this is what we are going to do now. The Demon Hunter who was taken away is still whereabouts unknown, but Lorenzo Holmes now appears to be suspected of Lorenzo Medici… Just like I said, Plague doctor, this power There are big side effects.”

“Chaos of memory?”

“Yes, we shuttle between different wills. Different lives are mixed with our lives and become chaotic. In this suffocating night, we need a star that points the way.”

Lawrence wrinkled frowned and continued to analyze the situation.

“Lorenzo Medici has never experienced [God’s Favored Baptism], he has not got that weird memory, so he needs something else as a’star’.”

“Name.” Plague doctor said.

Lawrence nodded, affirmed.

“That’s why I doubt Lorenzo Holmes, he made his name a star.”

“But this is just suspicion.”

“Indeed, but suspicion is enough to be alarming, Plague doctor, you have never seen Lorenzo Medici. He is a pure human with pure will.”

Lawrence was in awe. He had never feared anyone in his life, but Lorenzo Medici was one of them. Every time he faced him, Lawrence could feel the rock-like pressure, as if he would die in the next second.

He once thought that Lorenzo Medici was dead, but now he returns like a ghost, and in an instant Lawrence seems to have turned back into the helpless servant, who can only live by his permission.

“Something else must have happened in Night of Advent, but I don’t know, and I can’t understood it, just like we can’t judge whether this conjecture is true or false.”

Lawrence picked up the remaining photos, and the black and white pictures showed one after another familiar faces.

“But the solution is also very simple. Just kill them all, whether they are Lorenzo Medici or not, just kill them all.”

There was a sudden knock on the door, Lawrence and Plague doctor looked at each other briefly, Plague doctor turned around and shouted.

“Come in.”

The door was pushed open, and the familiar man stood by the door carrying the box.

That was Ender. He was responsible for the smuggling of inferior secret blood. During Lorenzo’s pursuit, he transported the inferior secret blood back here.

“Are you all ready?” Plague doctor asked, such a large quantity of inferior secret blood could cause another disaster.

“Yes.” Ender nodded, raising the suitcase in his hand, “I’m ready to put it out.”

“Do you want to start now?” Plague doctor turned his head and asked Lawrence.

“No… we don’t have to do it ourselves, as long as we adapt to the situation and let the new Order fight with Lorenzo.” Lawrence said.

“Can you ensure these?”

“Of course, I’m a good enough monitor, and their every move is in my eyes.” Lawrence is extremely confident, and with the [Gap] shuttle these days, he has become more proficient in this ability.

“Those chess pieces I placed should also be used.”

Lawrence motioned Ender to leave and glanced at Plague doctor, then he closed his eyes and the candle flickered.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already appeared inside a dance party where the music was rising. He was wearing gorgeous clothes and was dancing with a delicate lady.

“Your dance moves are getting better and better.” The lady praised.

“You are fine too.”

Salicardo Duke lightly kissed the back of her hand, then walked away from the dance floor, his eyes became cold and crisp, like two people.

Lawrence’s attack on Salicardo Manor was still somewhat successful. He successfully eroded Salicardo Duke, and later, he carried out activities as Salicardo.

This is why Shermans met Salicardo. He thought he had found Salicardo, but it was Lawrence who had found him.

Through these, Lawrence reached a connection with the cleansing agency in this extremely strange way, and this penetration is still expanding.

Sometimes he felt fortunate that the beacons he had placed at random before became his channel for surveillance at this moment, and in this way controlled the entire situation.

Like an invisible poisonous spider, the invisible thread forms an invisible web, and this web has already enveloped everyone.

Lorenzo never thought that the letter would be from Lawrence, and letters like this are still spreading throughout Old Turin, leading all influence in the direction he wants.

Lawrence stood behind the dark scene like a ghost, pushing the restless city to the abyss.

……

It seems that something is coming, right by its own side, it peers into this World through its body.

Higgs is also a little hard to explain this feeling. He didn’t care about it at first, but as time passed, this feeling became more and more frequent. Sometimes Higgs even felt that there was another self deep in his consciousness.

He shook his head vigorously, trying to shake all these strange thoughts out.

There was a dim light shining down, falling on him through the painted glass, the rays of light were dim, as if it had lost its color.

Higgs looked at this familiar white church. He first came here, only by mistake. At that time, it had not become the place where the mutual aid association was held. It was just an abandoned church with a simple priest living in it.

The priest was already very old. When Higgs came, he couldn’t even believe that he was living here alone. Since that encounter, Higgs has felt that strange feeling from time to time, as if a ghost is being sent to him. See what you see.

Higgs still remembers that night when he was expelled from the factory for taking hallucinogen. He was depressed and talked a lot with the priest. Higgs returned here afterwards, but the priest passed away. He seemed to have left. No trace, Higgs also asked the people around, and they didn’t know this.

The rain fell on the glass, and the damp rain steam poured in along the crack of the door. The sudden cold caused Higgs to shiver, but then the violent cheers shattered everything.

Everyone sat together, telling each other about the recent experiences, happiness and sadness, and then ended today’s mutual aid association with cheers.

Higgs seemed a little dissociated. He thought Joey would come, but Joey did not arrive today, which made him a little disappointed, but think about it, Joey also has his own job, unlike himself.

People bid farewell to each other, took their umbrellas and left one by one. The happiness came so suddenly and the curtain ended so quickly. When Higgs came back to his senses, only himself was left in the church.

Everything was in a mess, and Higgs was in no rush anyway, so he arranged the chairs that had been messed up.

“Aren’t you leaving in a hurry?” someone asked.

“Don’t worry, there is nothing wrong anyway.” Higgs smiled and responded.

Then the voice rang from the other end, and the doctor came over.

“Well, you look good lately, do you feel like you can integrate into life inside?” the doctor asked.

Higgs looked a little hesitant, but thinking of his recent life, he still nodded hard and said happily.

“Yes, it feels good.”

“Really? Higgs, do you think you have a problem?” the doctor asked again.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m a doctor. An ordinary person doesn’t know how to find a doctor. Only patients will find a doctor. Do you think you are a patient?” The doctor said something Higgs didn’t understand.

“I……”

Higgs recalled, in fact, he knew this very well. Before he took the hallucinogen, he felt that he was different. He didn’t know whether it was introversion or something else, but it was indeed different and different from an ordinary person.

“Human beings are groups, and individual differences will only be heterogeneous, so heterogeneity is disease, and disease needs to be cured… I think so, everyone in the mutual aid association is gathered together because of hallucinogen, but there is actually no hallucinogen. Everyone is different in the crowd.”

The doctor said while standing on the stairs.

“This is the world. It will make us lose our own characteristics and become mediocre until we are like everyone else.”

“Do you think this is a feature?”

Higgs didn’t understand that his flawed personality made his life very painful, but this pain was characteristic in the doctor’s eyes.

“Isn’t it? We are born like this, just like we are born with different pupil colors. Is it because we are different from others, we have to change this natural characteristic?”

The doctor smiled, looking at Higgs’s confused eyes, and then said.

“You are special.”

“I?”

Higgs pointed to himself, a little confused.

“Yes, Higgs, I want you to have a good chat about yourself.”

James Moriarty moved a chair and sat on the opposite side of Higgs. He still looked peaceful, like the sun, making it difficult to be wary of it.

“Myself?”

“Everyone lives ordinary, but people rarely understand themselves really, do they?”

Moriarty said extend the hand, his fingers tapped Higgs’ heart lightly, obviously not strong, but Higgs felt that a heavy hammer was hitting his heart.

He stared at Moriarty’s eyes blankly, his somewhat sluggish face reflected on the spectacles, and then blazing fireworks swallowed it all.

Suddenly all the sounds roared, and they all sang with high frequency until they converged into the sound of rain.

The invisible heavy rain enveloped Higgs. It exists everywhere, falling continuously with a cold chill. The White Church disappeared in the surging tide. When he came back to his senses, Higgs realized that he was standing in the open. On the field, with icy rainstorm, his eyes moved slowly, Higgs saw it in a daze, at the end of the rain curtain…

That small town by the sea, that one I can never go back to.