Ember’s Gun

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Irvine year 925.

“So… what kind of guy is that?”

Burlau asked lazily while sitting behind his desk enjoying the wine and music.

As the secret force placed here by the cleansing agency, Burlau appeared in the lower city district inside as a gang boss, cutting out a piece of Heaven and Earth, and this was the second month after he led the boys to establish their status.

With the help of the cleansing agency, Burlau’s power crazily infiltrated the lower city district and stabilized these violent foreigners with various gray industry displays.

I thought that the gangs would be a little afraid of this newly emerging power, and the lower city district would usher in a superficial peace, but this hypocritical peace was broken after two months.

“No way! He has already killed several people, but he didn’t continue to kill, he just said that he wanted to see you.” The younger brother said.

“see me?”

Burlau was taken aback, a little confused.

“A stranger suddenly came in and killed that many people just to see me? What are you doing!”

He didn’t understand.

“We don’t know, but he has come nearby now… It was someone else who revealed the location of this place, what should we do?”

The little brother said again, his voice trembling a little, obviously panicked.

Burlau’s power is still not stable at the moment. On the surface, it is a long-term secret fight with other gangs. From the perspective of this little brother, this sudden arrival of strangers is obviously the means of other gangs, maybe under this guise. At the next moment, a group of people will surround their stronghold.

“What are you panic!”

Burlau scolded, even so, he still involuntarily picked up the silver revolver.

“Has it been nearby?”

“Yes, our enemy is showing him the way.”

“damn it.”

Burlau pondered for a while, and finally decided to go out and have a look.

With the expansion of Old Turin, the problem of aliens in the lower city district has become more and more serious. The city needs a place to discharge garbage, but the tumor cannot be harmful to the city itself.

After Burlau’s efforts and the support of the cleansing agency, such steady development has made it only a matter of time before Burlau controls the entire lower city district.

After staying in the lower city district for so long, such things as rifling and weapon fighting have happened from time to time, but today this time Burlau always felt a strange kind of uneasiness, and he couldn’t help but want to see the mysterious guy in person.

Out of the basement, under the stones pile is a splendorous and majestic casino. Of course, the scale is not very large. Burlau will have to take the business of other gangs a little bit in the following time.

I have to say that Burlau feels that life as a gang boss is more exciting than working in a cleansing agency.

He had just walked out of the dark tunnel, and the rising melody in the casino stopped. Looking at it, the gamblers stopped, and the guard held his hand on the gun bag with a vigilant face.

Burlau looked towards the end of the red carpet, at the gate, the stranger turned against the light, silhouetted in pitch black.

There are many wounds on his body, many of which have begun to heal. They seem to be left from elsewhere, his clothes are in tatters, his cheeks are covered by messy hair, and the whole person is smelly.

Such a stranger is very common, he smuggled into Old Turin in various strange ways, just like a tramp, battered and exhausted.

The difference is that this stranger is carrying a heavy box on his back and he is holding a blood-stained shotgun in his hand.

Burlau’s eyes were solemn, and he felt a little pressure.

The aliens are just like coming from a certain battlefield, exuding violent murderous aura and malice. Burlau even feels that he is not facing a human, but a monster with a human form.

“Everyone, give in, let me have a good talk with this gentleman.”

Despite the great pressure, Burlau remained calm. He patted his hand and motioned the others to leave. In a blink of an eye, he and the stranger were left nearby.

Burlau pulled a chair and sat down.

“They said you want to see me.”

The stranger stands in the original place, stiffly nodded.

“See me after killing someone? Very interesting.”

Under the table, Burlau has grasped death knell, as the boss he needs to remain calm and elegant, and he also needs cunning to protect himself.

“They you think you can kill me…so I killed them.”

The voice of the stranger was a little hoarse, with pauses from time to time.

“So what do you want to see me?” Burlau asked again.

The stranger fell silent suddenly, and a little pain suddenly appeared on his face. He clutched his head and tried to think, but his broken consciousness brought incomparable confusion.

“Life, a new life, they say that only you in the lower city district can give others a new life.”

After a long time, he seemed to remember the reason, slowly said.

This is another person’s wish. He has always longed to come here and live a fantasy life in Old Turin.

So he ran over all the way just for this?

Burlau wanted to scold him loudly. He thought someone hired him to kill him. He was ready to fight hard and wait for reinforcements, but it turned out to be such a thing.

But it can also be seen that this strange stranger is really obsessed with this matter.

“A legal status living in Old Turin? Indeed, only I can do it in the lower city district.”

As the gang boss backed by a cleansing agency, Burlau is an expert in this regard. Unlike what others can do, Burlau gives a formal identity that can be officially reviewed.

Burlau calmed down, and when he learned what the stranger wanted, the next conversation was much simpler.

“Then can you pay the price? A new life is very expensive.”

“I can help you kill people, I am very good at this.”

The stranger brought the murderous aura to answer, he has no money, and nothing worthy of exchange, all he can do is kill, killing endlessly.

“Killing? This is really exciting.”

Burlau hesitated, he really needed a group of killers to solve those damn enemies, only in this way could he completely control the lower city district in his hands.

Thinking this way, then carefully observed the stranger.

Judging from the fact that he can walk here unharmed, he does have a decent lethality, but Burlau has seen many such people. Most of them are Burlau tools. When they are exhausted, they die like wild dogs. In the sewage ditch.

Burlau smiled.

“Um…Yes, but in the new life, you have to say goodbye to the past. Can you do it?”

“Say goodbye?”

“Yes, new life, everything is brand new, everything in your past will be swept into the corner, and you will survive as another person.”

The stranger was slightly taken aback, and recalled all the chaos in his mind, the broken corpses in the burning fire, and the fallen silhouettes one after another.

All this was so bad and sad that he tried to forget, but couldn’t stop thinking about it.

If you can forget the pain.

“Of course.” He replied.

“Then I can ask what you want to do in Old Turin? It’s not always here to experience life, right?”

Burlau was quite interested in this stranger, and then asked.

“doing what……”

The alien became confused for a while, he only remembered that he was going to Old Turin, yes, why did he come to Old Turin? He couldn’t remember a bit, vaguely remembered that this seemed to be someone’s wish.

As for doing and so on… the memory gradually became clear, and he answered in a wicked manner.

“Detective, I want to be a detective.”

“Well, it’s quite interesting.”

Burlau was a little surprised. He didn’t expect that the stranger in front of him wanted to be a detective. According to Burlau’s brief observation of him, this guy is a natural killer, so he couldn’t get along with the detective.

“So, what’s your name? A stranger.”

“first name?”

“Yes, names. Everyone has a name. You don’t have a name.”

“Name…” A few numbers flashed across the stranger’s mind. He didn’t know the meaning of these numbers, but he still read them out.

“0…42.”

“Numbers? What is this? Numbers are not names, strangers.”

“Doesn’t it count? Then…what is the name?”

The stranger tried his best to think about the meaning of “name”, but as his thinking only caused severe pain, his consciousness was continuously split, he remembered that he seemed to be a person named 042, but then another familiar face and himself Overlapped, gradually he couldn’t distinguish himself.

[I want to see the beautiful era, the era without sadness, and the era without Demon. 】

The sudden voice recalled in my mind, and the stranger saw a golden sky vaguely, dipping everything into sacred gilt gold.

But the sound of the monsters roars and sword blades crashed in his ears, as if he was listening to a war from hell.

[A detective agency, are you interested in being my assistant? 】

Another familiar voice sounded, and he asked with a smile, planning a future that didn’t exist.

This is a simple and small wish, hidden in the deepest part of the soul of a stranger.

Everything in the chaos swallowed him like a torrent, and the broken edge cut repeatedly.

Anger, panic, mourning…

If you say…must has a wish.

He remembered his name, looked painful, and reluctantly opened his mouth, like a wild beast with open fangs, and like a child who is learning to speak, his voice is awkward and hoarse.

“Lo… Lorenzo.”

“what?”

Burlau didn’t hear clearly.

“my name is……”

The shattered consciousness was pieced together again, and his gray-blue eyes gradually had rays of light. He looked at Burlau, behind him against the afterglow of the setting sun and the golden fireworks burning in the sea of ​​clouds.

The stranger’s eyes were filled with joy and sadness, and he clenched Winchester in his hand, like a child not knowing what to do.

“Lorenzo Holmes.”