old dream

Chapter 9 Krill
The carriage galloped down the broken boardwalk in Southstadt.

In order to prevent possible tracking, Colin and the others split into two separate ways.Ricardo and Colin walked all the way, with the woman tied up and unable to move.

They are going to detour the river port area and go back to the old city.Ricardo was in control of the horses in front of the carriage, while Colin stared out the window in the direction of the coast without saying a word.

At this time, the sky has turned slightly white.In the plethora of ports, many fishing boats that went fishing in the distant sea have just returned.Coupled with the merchants who came to purchase the freshest ingredients, clusters of lively markets were formed in the slightly cold morning breeze.

Ricardo shivered, wondering if it was the cold in the early morning or something else.The strong fishy smell on the dock reminded both of what happened in the warehouse just now.Those terrifying scenes were seriously misplaced with the most mundane reality in front of them.It even made people doubt, or rather believe, that everything half an hour ago was just an absurd midnight phantom.

"...What is that?" After a while, Ricardo finally asked hesitantly.

When they just left the warehouse, they even forced themselves to chat for a while as usual, as if they could temporarily avoid memory and let those cold and solid common sense return to their world again.

It is estimated that Ricardo was exposed to these super common sense things for the first time.Although he usually hears those messy rumors, he always scoffs.

"Scale people? Something like that," Colin said.

"I've seen scale people."

Ricardo struggled to hold the reins in his hands, and there was a distinct trembling in his voice.

"I've seen them in those circuses, in cages. They're not quite like us, but not so..."

Ricardo tried hard to find the adjective, but he couldn't touch the edge, or instinctively didn't want to say it.

Sick, disordered, blasphemous... Colin added silently in his heart.

"You made people like that?" Ricardo didn't look back, suddenly changed his tone.

Colin knew he was questioning the Capello daughter.

She was gagged with a sock, unable to make any sound, and curled up with a pale face.

"It's best not to hide anything for a while!"

Ricardo's voice sounded fierce and vulnerable.

The money collected from the casino was wrapped in Colin's torn coat and dropped on the floor of the carriage in two bags.

One of the bags was relatively clean, and the other was heavily contaminated with those bloodstains.

Colin picked up one of them, and rubbed the blood stains with his index finger and thumb. They had dried up like powder in a short time, and there were some formless tissues mixed with them, but there was almost no greasy feeling.

He remembered the exaggerated air intake method of that thing, it should have overdrawn the heat and life in the body in just 15 seconds, and then it was going to collapse.

"People" have been made into some kind of consumable, and because of that, they're easy to clean up.

But generally still follow the rules of the material level.

Colin thought of what Luca said beforehand: "I didn't think about handing over the really important things to you."

Is he related to these things?
Is he in the know?

If he knew, he was deliberately sending us to death?

Colin only took this thought as a necessary precaution and buried it deep in his heart.But don't think too much in this direction.

Because after trying to think from Luka's point of view, he found that he couldn't think of any reason for him to do it, or what kind of benefits he could get at what level.

But that doesn't mean he will hand over this woman to Luca foolishly.

For the other group of people who escaped from the warehouse, Colin also explained that Canado should pay more attention to what Luca arranged.

Taking a slow breath, Colin forced himself to calm down.

Only not long ago, I felt that as the leader of a small group of outlaws, I would never have access to the level of last night.

No one has talked about those things, it should not be that the hooligans are tight-lipped, but that everyone who has seen them is dead.

They're just krill in the shallows of this dark ocean, living off corpse detritus rising from deeper.

The power beyond common sense clearly exists, but it is not revealed in daily life.Then the most natural explanation is: they are deeply hidden underwater, maintaining a delicate balance in the wrestling.

The "common sense" in the eyes of ordinary people may be just a mirror image, like a fragile white flower blooming on the tower of a giant cannon.

It took Colin several years to pry open the barriers set up by the sect at the seminary and get a glimpse of the scales and claws of that world.

And last night, I don't know if it was because of the change in the rights of Capello's family, several unknown giant beasts were biting underwater, and some things that usually settled in the deep water were also forced to rise, exposing the water.

How could Colin miss such an opportunity.

……

After placing Capello's daughter in a hotel that usually cooperates in the Stade River port area, and instructing Ricardo to watch her.Colin had to deal with another thing first.

The wounds on his body, from the right flank to the flank.Very shallow, but stained with that thing's blood and tissue.

In the warehouse casino, he found several bottles of inferior whisky in stock and simply sterilized himself.But until he figured out what the thing was, he couldn't be reassured by this comforting measure that was better than nothing.

This is also one of the reasons why he grabbed the clue and tied the woman away.

So the carriage did not follow a pre-planned escape route. He did not try to hide his tracks, and directly let Ricardo come to the river port area.There may be an increased risk of exposure, but not so much at this point.

Ordinary doctors can't handle this kind of thing, and the doctor who knows something about that level, Colin only knows one person.

Gillian.

Colin unleashed the horse from the carriage and rode directly to her residence in the Riverport district.

In the slums, there are layers of clothes drying in the open air, and warblers are scattered on both sides of the narrow road.Leaving the horse on the side of the road, Colin hurriedly walked into a dilapidated building, ignoring the solicitations of the prostitutes in the corridor, and walked to the third floor.

After knocking on the door, Colin directly unlocked it with the key.Ji Lian was sitting at the one-legged zinc leather round table having breakfast, watching his intrusion in surprise.

Colin walked straight to a roughly remodeled chair that was supposed to be an operating table.

"I was injured by something abnormal, please check it for me."

Ji Lian's expression became serious. She quickly washed her hands, put on a mask and headlamp, and rushed over with a box of medical equipment.

"What is it?"

Colin told her the situation quickly and concisely.

Ji Lian may not know exactly what it is, but it can help her judgment somewhat.

Washing the wound with alcohol again, Ji Lian patiently cleaned the remaining tissue from Colin's wound.Collected little by little on the tray.

Some broken bone fragments, muscle fibers that I don't know where they originally grew.

It took about ten minutes for Ji Lian to confirm that Ke Lin's wound was clean.

Only then did she turn her head to cover her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed for a while.

"What do you think?" Colin asked.

"It's broken so you can't see anything."

She frowned slightly, not knowing whether it was because of the cough just now, or because of the facts to be announced next.

"Colin, I think your wound... is not quite right."

(End of this chapter)