old dream

Chapter 4 Lighting
Ricardo used to point guns at people since he was a child, and he heard gunshots, but he never actually shot at people.

更何况是在这么近的距离上，画面毫无缓冲地撞入他的眼睛。The moment I was greeted, some business and tests he didn't understand.下一刻就是猝不及防的死亡。连流氓们在仓库里的对峙都没有这么干脆利落。

"Because things aren't decided here," Colin said. "Luka wants to give him a signal, so he was doomed last night."

"A signal?"

"Luca wants to tell everyone: 'He's not a drowsy old man like Capello. He sees everything in his eyes, and sometimes he acts recklessly.' This sentence must be signed with Ben Yamin's blood before it will be signed. become believable."

Perhaps it was because Capello had no sense of existence as his predecessor, and Benyamin did not take the monopoly guild too seriously. thereby swallowing all the market.

但一如辛西里社区的其他行业，果蔬业垄断行会的成员们也受五只手“保护”，他们将利润中的一定比例作为会费缴纳给五只手，以保证会员之间互不竞争, By controlling sales and other methods, ensure prices, and then seek greater profits.

In other words, merchants hired bandits to ensure "market stability" and established a broad gray order through contracts.This is obviously not in line with anti-monopoly law, but unfortunately in this world, this law has not been enacted.

After Benyamin died, his bodyguards finally dared not shoot.Colin found some papers on him with his address.Then he found a photo of his family in his wallet.

Colin shook the photo at him: "Fortunately, you brought these, otherwise one more person will die."

His heart was slightly relieved because of this, because if he couldn't find a handle to control this person, he could only let him die.

The appearance of the bodyguard was an accident, and perhaps Benyamin felt unsafe temporarily.As for the secretary, her background has long been found out, so naturally someone else will deal with her.

As long as she accepts comfort honestly, no one will be hurt again.

Except for Benyamin, no one was harmed in this incident. Unfortunately, the only victim has been unable to speak for himself.

As for that kid...

I hope that when he is young, he is not awakened by the gunshot and has a sweet dream.

A dream to sleep until dawn, don't see anything.

……

Colin wiped away the blood at the scene, and Ricardo carried the body into the carriage.On your way home.

After sorting out the cause and effect, Ricardo asked inexplicably:
"Then why did you remind him to leave with something?"

"I lost my head." Colin said lightly.

Under the conflict of multiple interests, there may be no way to avoid bloodshed.

Even Benjamin himself could not have given in so easily.

Ricardo was silent for a while, then asked:

"Have you been doing these things all these years? Alone?"

Colin didn't answer.

Benyamin's body was placed opposite the two of them, swaying along the bumps of the wheel, as if he had just fallen asleep.

Otherwise, how do you think our status will rise so fast?
……

Ricardo had no other residence, and Collin stopped the carriage in front of his parents' house.Looking at the lights in the windows upstairs, Lica sorted out the clothes on the body, trying to make yourself look at it.

When he got out of the car and left, Colin looked at his back, then stopped him, threw his wide-brimmed hat at him, and asked him to cover his prisoner's hairstyle.

Ricardo waved his hat in thanks and walked back into the house.

Time to go home, Colin thought.

Half an hour later, I waved goodbye to the driver, and the carriage that still contained the corpse briskly walked away.It's going to go where the stuff is handled.

Colin turned his head and looked at the somewhat forested mansion in front of him. The courtyard around the main building had not been taken care of for a long time, and was full of weeds of unknown species.It was summer now, but there was no insect chirping.Honestly, sometimes Colin would rather be in the same carriage with the corpse than go back to this place.

Turning the key, Colin carefully opened the door a little and peered inside.

The house was dark, and there was no light at all.

In order to avoid the infiltration of moonlight, Collin quickly squeezed into the door and brought the door.

In the porches and halls, all windows are heavily draped, literally blocking out all light and approaching absolute darkness.

没有灯，没有蜡烛。这栋三层的宅邸里只有两件会发光的东西，一盏是煤油灯，安置在柯林的卧房。Another special lamp is always taken by his uncle.

Colin had already learned how to adapt to the dark.Measure the distance with extremely steady footsteps, and although the eyes can't see anything, it's not too inconvenient.

There was some movement in the kitchen. It seemed that my uncle had woken up, and his schedule was changing.

Colin walked slowly towards the closed kitchen door.

Involuntarily, I thought to myself: Why is it at this time?

He put his hand on the crystal handle, but hesitated.Even he didn't know why he stopped, because of some guilt, or because of the inexplicable fear in his heart?
"Colin, are you back?"

He seemed to hear footsteps, and his uncle's voice came from the kitchen.

"Yeah." Colin agreed, and opened the door.The blood-red light in the room also poured out.

This was originally just a rather ordinary kitchen.But because of the suffocating red light, everything changed its appearance.

Uncle was cooking something while standing in front of the stove. He didn't turn his head to look at Colin and said:

"Sit down and wait for a while, I'll prepare one for you too, it'll be ready soon."

The windows of the kitchen were also covered with several layers of curtains. In this era when all the fumes were exhausted by the chimney, those black cloths were smoked extremely greasy, but the light-blocking effect seemed to be better because of this.

灶台上有煤气眼，需要往计价表里投阿斯角子才能用。It was transformed by his uncle, welded with a sealing iron frame, and a catheter that didn't know where to lead.You can make the flames burning under the pot on top of the pot without leaking, and you can pass enough oxygen to make the fire not extinguish.

Regardless of whether these transformations are rough and ugly, he can at least cook by himself.

Colin sat at the dining table, staring at the lamp beside his uncle, which was emitting bright red and coquettish light.

The source of these rays is called redstone, which is the condensed crystallization of "ether" when it decays into matter, and emits light when it evaporates.

Aether cannot be detected by any senses, yet it is everywhere.Spiritual elements are conducted in the ether.

Redstone still retains the properties of ether, which can be used as a conductor - guiding those spirits from the virtual world into reality.

In the newspaper room where Colin worked, the bright red crystals on the scribble instrument were also redstone in nature, but the grade of the general block was not so high, so it was impossible to capture accurate enough resonance.

The price of redstone per ounce is around 25 ores, which is close to half of gold.In addition, redstone is strictly controlled as a strategic material, and it is extremely difficult to get it under normal circumstances.

A piece of redstone can be used for a long time as a medium, but it will also become inactive due to natural evaporation.

Evolling redstone just for lighting is an unheard of movement.

Uncle, named Craigki Dalozo, was awarded by the Grand Duke Edmond because of his achievements in the aspects of the virtual boundaries.

But soon after that, he developed a bizarre eye disease.The only light his eyes can accept is the ray of light emitted by redstone when it evaporates.

Uncle came over with a dinner plate and put Colin's share in front of his eyes.

Hard bread drizzled with sugar sauce, fried cassava and sweet sage.Uncle's food was nothing but hard bread and roots, simply because it was easy to preserve.

Colin ate in silence.All that was left in the kitchen was the screeching of tableware.

After a while, Craigie asked, "What did you do again?"

Colin was silent.In fact, seven years ago, it was precisely because Colin was filed in the police station for some matters that Craigie had to find this foreign-born relative who was exiled on the streets of Stade when he was a child.

"I don't care who gets killed, and I don't condemn you morally," Craigie said.
"Just afraid that one day you'll hurt yourself."

From the first moment he was brought into the home, Craigie seemed to be trying to teach Colin one thing that was obvious to him:
Violence is always an action whose costs outweigh its benefits.

Unless you can do it with just paper and pen, make rules, and send someone else to do it.

If Colin was just a front-runner, it would be better not to touch those things.

Unable to continue working, Craigie consumes four ounces of redstone a month, a hundred ore not counting the black market price, and has drained his savings over the years.

If Colin was only working in the house, then his daily income would be only about two ounces a day, which was not enough to cover Craigie's expenses.

Craigie probably harbored guilt too.Since the need for relief, his condemnation of his nephew's extrajudicial activities has diminished, replaced by a sense of remorse and a wilder preoccupation with his own research.

He always said: When I have the results of this stage, they will see that I am not wrong... My allowance will be restored, and then you can live a normal life.

In this regard, Colin has no expectations.

(End of this chapter)