Ember Gun

  Chapter 5 Windjacket

  Windweed, a herb from the fertile land, according to the records of those scholars, it also has another more familiar name, Mandela. But in fact, these two herbs are not one kind at all. Mandela grass is a very common hallucinogenic herb. It is used as anesthetic by the local aborigines, and it is now one of the components of the hallucinogen that is flooding in Xiacheng District.

Lorenzo cigarettes are wrapped in bellflower. Different from the common mandela, this herb is a "psychic" carefully cultivated by local wizards. They believe that smoking this herb will build a bridge to the unknown. It is to touch the mysterious medium, and they usually use this to communicate with the dead.

  The technology of steam is so advanced, the ghosts and gods have long been forgotten, but there are still the remnants of the old age who firmly believe in these.

  Lorenzo also discovered this effect in an ancient book, and then with the help of Shrike, he got some in the hands of some smugglers. In the beginning, he had a try mentality, but after so long of investigation, Lorenzo discovered that this thing can indeed play some role.

   sees more than a simple illusion, part of it is real, and this real part is what Lorenzo needs.

  The lights went out one by one, and the cold air in the dark became humid. Lorenzo smelled the sea again, countless raindrops fell on the deck, and he returned to the ship.

  The corpse was slowly wriggling in the darkness, it was coming back to life, the flame of the cigarette **** was not so bright, but in the darkness all this was so clear, Lorenzo watched quietly.

  The internal organs began to shrink until only a small section of the stomach and intestines remained, and the bones began to twist and deform, because the past growth propped up the fragile skin, and the dark red blood vessels under it could be clearly seen.

  A hoarse voice came from the dry throat, just like the wailing before a tragic death.

  It was a daunting scene, but Lorenzo didn't care, he didn't seem to have the emotion of fear.

  The cigarette is more than half burned.

  The bellflower connects him with the mysterious world. The time this tobacco burns is the time he can stay in the world of the dead.

   is not enough, it is not enough.

Suddenly the feeling of being peeped came to my heart, so familiar, just like when he was in a carriage, the thing that had been peeping at him in the dark, Lorenzo turned his head fiercely and tried to find the weird figure in the dark. , But the twisted body knocked him down in the next second with a strong smell of blood.

   is Wall, or Wall’s corpse.

It knocked Lorenzo down from the chair and pressed him under his body. The sharp claws squeezed his head tightly. The ribs opened like a predator's mouthparts, carrying dried blood Lorenzo tightened.

look at me!

   There seemed to be a sound, and what caught my eyes was the hideous face, with great pain. Above this, the pupils were dark and muddy, but there was a faint green light shining in it.

   There was intense pain in the body, but Lorenzo didn't care, he looked directly at the pupil, and in the reflection in the darkness, he finally saw the truth of that part.

  That is the beacon rising in the green light.

  ...

  The cigarette finally burned out, and the light returned to the world.

  Lorenzo seemed to have awakened from hibernation, his movements were stiff and his eyes were blank. After letting go, the cigarette **** fell off, and he sat in a chair in a daze for a long time before he came back.

  This is the side effect after smoking, Lorenzo feels short-term mentally retarded every time he ends.

Everything was dreamlike. Wall's body did not come back to life. He still lay quietly in front of him, and he was not knocked down. He sat in place, as if everything that was so real just now was an illusion. The pain is so real.

   is an illusion, but there is also reality,

  Like the last scene he saw, the lighthouse.

  Lorenzo is not sure what role the lighthouse has in this case, but at least now he has a general idea.

  Weird body and lighthouse.

Stand up slowly, the stiffness is still there, which makes him feel very uncomfortable. Maybe this is also one of the side effects of bellflower. At first, this mentally retarded state is very short, but as the frequency of use increases, the time becomes longer. It's been longer.

  Maybe I can find the poor Director Buscarlo for a physical examination in a few days. At any rate, the director should be able to save a lot of things, right.

  After doing all this, it was time to leave, but just then the sound of the bullet's loading sounded.

"Put your hands up!"

  Eve raised the pistol in his hand and pointed the muzzle at Lorenzo.

Since childhood, Eve’s instincts have been very keen, and this time it was no exception. In the mist, she felt that someone was walking by her. She couldn’t help but feel the weirdness in her heart. She finally caught this sneaky one here. people.

   "What happened to the detective?"

   turned around, Lorenzo's expression was perfect, with a trace of calm in his panic, like a good citizen who was misunderstood by the police.

  Old Dunling’s three teachings, as a great detective, Lorenzo has to know a little about everything.

"what are you doing?"

  Eve is a newcomer. This is the first time she has pointed a gun at a person. Looking at Lorenzo's expression, she really felt that she had misunderstood him for a while.

  "This is my nephew. He was murdered this morning. I can't bear to feel sad..."

  Lorenzo said, hiding his face.

  Eve approached a few steps, but she still did not relax her guard.

   "Your nephew... is a Viking?"

  The appearance of the corpse is already illegible, but the big braid that Viking loves the most is still hanging on the head of the corpse.

  Lorenzo's cry stopped, and then Eve saw the nameplate on the iron cabinet, which was the case she was in charge of.

  The last sympathy is gone, Eve said coldly.

   "Sir, you may need to come with me."

  The scene was embarrassing for a while.

Lorenzo once sneaked into the Royal Academy of Art. In order to allow himself to enter the role at any time to deceive others, he studied in the acting department for more than a year. At first everyone thought he was a passing tourist, and then he was an observer. Students, students, and even the professor finally got to know this outstanding student named Lorenzo, and invited him to perform at the Royal Opera House.

But such an outstanding student suddenly disappeared after a year. The professor looked through the list and did not find this person named Lorenzo Holmes. He seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. Everyone remembers that talented person. Young man, but his name is not on the various attendance lists or even the student status, just like a ghost.

  But no matter how good the performance is, no matter how rigorous the fraud is, Lorenzo can't deceive people in direct evidence, so he smiled awkwardly.

  On the surface, Eve is very serious, but she is already happy in her heart. Sure enough, this case is strange. Otherwise, why would this person sneak in to investigate this unworthy corpse?

   "Turn around!"

   threatened Lorenzo with a gun, he was very cooperative and turned around so slowly, Eve put down the gun and took out the handcuffs, but Lorenzo moved in an instant.

The large, knee-less black windbreaker was shaken up vigorously. It directly occupied most of Eve's field of vision. She held the gun in one hand and the handcuffs in the other. The young detective was obviously panicked. God, he pulled the trigger, but his slender hand still couldn't control the recoil, and the bullet went crooked.

  A big hole was punched in the black windbreaker, and then the muzzle of the black hole protruded from under the windbreaker.

   "Detective, don't move."

  Lorenzo held Winchester, his hand on the lower iron lever, and loaded it.

  The situation reversed in an instant, and Eve could only stare at all this in a daze.

  Obviously, these things in front of him are a bit shocking for this newcomer. The first case of a new sprout involves a bad detective who has been in the old town for a long time, like a sheep and a hungry wolf are locked together.

  "This is a morgue. There are not many people coming. Even if I kill you, no one will know that I killed you. Do you understand?"

  Eve nodded very cooperatively. Even if he fired, he was not as fast as Lorenzo, not to mention that Lorenzo’s gun was obviously more threatening than its lethality.

  But soon Eve realized one thing.

   "Did you kill him?"

  Although I have never seen a shotgun with such exquisite workmanship, isn't it still a shotgun in essence? Consistent with the gunshot wound that killed Wall, combined with the suspicious nature of this mysterious man sneaking into the morgue, Eve was sure that it was the man in front of him who killed Wall.

  I knew that I would not come here alone, I should be called Pres, although in this situation, even Pres can do nothing.

  "Don’t slander people, detective, I am a legal citizen of Inervig."

Lorenzo is telling the truth, but his identity was given to him by the Shrike. In this regard, the Shrike is still very reliable. As long as the money is enough, he can create any identity for you. Please note that it is not a forgery, but Officially recognized status.

  Lorenzo was talking bad words, but the thoughts in his mind were working wildly, he was thinking about what to do next.

  Similarly, Eve is also thinking about what to do. She doesn't want her first case to become her last case.

  At this moment, the translucent yellow liquid flowed through Lorenzo’s feet, with a peculiar smell flowing from outside the door of the morgue

   "Detective, what do you think this is?"

   lowered his head and said Lorenzo suddenly.

   "I think it might be oil."

   "I think...you guessed it right."

As Lorenzo’s words fell, a raging fire surged from the door of the morgue, like a flame demon from hell. The instant raging flame ignited everything around, and the icy temperature of the morgue rose. Become hot.

  This is a Jedi, only this gate leads to the way out, but now it is sealed by the fire, and the fire is still intensifying.

"what happened…"

  At the last moment, Lorenzo opened Eve, otherwise Eve, who was leaning on the door, would be swallowed by fire in an instant.

   "It's a clue."

  The man’s voice was a bit sickly excited.

  Eve looked to the side, the fire light reflected Lorenzo's face, and a bigger fire ignited in his eyes.

  Sure enough, Wall’s death caught the attention of those people. They didn’t want the secrets in Wall’s body to be discovered, so they came here to set fire.

   "The detective, if you don't want to die, come and help."

  Lorenzo said and flipped through the iron cabinets where the corpses were hidden. They were stacked one by one and could be taken apart.

"what are you doing?"

  Eve can't understand this person's operation anymore. It is obvious that the fire has already burned in front of him...He is still fighting with these dead people.

   "Live... You never want to be cremated here with these corpses, right?"

  "You and me, everyone will never be separated?"

  (End of this chapter)