Ember Gun

  Chapter 333 Heterogeneous

  "According to the records of previous years, the rainy season in Old Dunling will end in the near future, but it is often close to the end and when the rain is the most intense. Please take care of your safety..."

  A man’s voice came from the midnight radio station. The voice came out mechanically. Perhaps the rainstorm and thunder interfered with the signal. His voice contained a little noisy electric noise.

Lorenzo lay quietly on the bed. The cleansing mechanism did not restrict him too much freedom. Maybe they knew that if they did not cooperate, their restrictions would be useless, and if they continued to be tough, they would only arouse themselves and The contradiction of the other side.

Wearing a white medical coat, those deadly weapons were also put away. According to Arthur, tomorrow will be a formal study of the pseudo-Holy Grail. This unknowable thing may be clearly revealed for the first time. In everyone's eyes.

But Lorenzo felt faintly uneasy. He couldn’t say it. Lorenzo was also curious about the nature of the pseudo-Holy Grail. To some extent, he has reached an agreement with the cleansing agency, but those guys have not shown what follows. Intent, the Protestant Group is not a good person, he will not do good without asking for rewards, they must be planning something, as well as the remnants of Lawrence.

   "Watson..."

  The unknown woman, the incarnation of the pseudo-Holy Grail, has disappeared in her consciousness with 047 for a long time.

Lorenzo was a little bit scared and delighted. If tomorrow’s test verifies the existence of the pseudo-Holy Grail, then Lorenzo will still be the excellent jailer, and he still holds the dark door in his hand, but if the pseudo-Holy Grail does not exist. , Escaped at a certain moment Lorenzo never remembered. Although he was dereliction of duty, Lorenzo could use this condition to counterattack Moriarty to prove himself.

The fireworks of vengeance burned in Lorenzo’s heart. He would not give up easily. He had to make Moriarty and the Protestant group pay the price. He may be so accustomed to using force that many people have forgotten Lorenzo. Zuo was also a very cunning guy.

  Every player is ready, and the Black Mountain Hospital is the last gaming table.

  The sound of walking from outside the porch, and from time to time there are mechanical sounds and the patient's screams.

Lorenzo is not quite sure about the specific classification of the Montenegro Hospital, but from the perspective of those medical staff, his containment level should be the highest, and the other patients on this floor are the same as Lorenzo. At the same level, these patients are very aggressive due to mental breakdown, but for the sake of research, doctors can't perform frontal lobe resection on them, turning them into fools.

  If nothing else, Sieg and Joey are also locked here.

  Thinking of this, Lorenzo got up from the bed and was about to leave, but then someone knocked on the door. After a few sounds, the person opened the door and walked in.

  The eyes behind the lenses shimmered, and he smiled harmoniously but strangely.

   "You look good, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes."

  The secret blood suddenly rose, Lorenzo got up like a thunder and slammed into Moriarty's body, strangling his throat tightly.

   "Not an illusion?"

   There was a real warmth from the palm of his hand, and there was no erosion in the body of the man in front of him. It is hard to imagine that the treacherous Moriarty actually appeared in front of him.

  But Lorenzo didn't want to think so much, and poured out all his anger.

"how dare you……"

   Lorenzo gritted his teeth and whispered. It was under Moriarty's trick that everything became what it is now, and he also involved those innocent people.

   "Are you going to strangle me like this? Don't you think it's boring to end this game like this?"

   Moriarty smiled and did not resist at all. Facing the furious Lorenzo, his voice was even a little quiet.

  The two figures stood in a stalemate for a long time, until Lorenzo slowly let go of his hand, his eyes were cold, and his secret blood was boiling.

   "What is your purpose this time? Moriarty."

James Moriarty, this may be the toughest enemy Lorenzo has ever come into contact with. He is different from Master Lawrence. Lorenzo can’t see his purpose. He is like a lunatic in a mental hospital and a wild on the street. Dog, all his actions are chaotic and unpredictable.

Even now, Lorenzo can’t figure out what he is going to do. If it is to serve the Protestant Order, he has a better solution, but he doesn’t mind making it complicated for some **** game, and even said he will show up in person. In front of Lorenzo's eyes.

   "Ah...it hurts, but it's okay. Secret blood is really a powerful force. If I were an ordinary person, you should have broken my neck now."

  He rubbed his blue neck, then sat down on the table aside, with a weird smile, looking at Lorenzo.

   "But you are in a very good state now. You have been able to contain your anger instead of killing me directly."

   "I don't mind killing you directly, but I want to know what you are going to do." Lorenzo said calmly.

Moriarty is a treacherous guy, he weaves a nearly perfect conspiracy to control everything about Lorenzo, and now this guy appears unsuspectingly in front of his eyes, which has to make Lorenzo wary, maybe In the gloom, something is slowly fermenting.

  "The game, this is a good game...but I like to be fairer, but unfortunately the Protestant Mission does not want me to do this." He said with a sad face.

   "Fair game?"

  Lorenzo carefully observed the surroundings. He was confident that he would kill Moriarty with a single blow, but he didn't know what would happen after that. Moriarty must have left behind.

   Both of them are cunning gamblers. Before that desperate situation, no one knew what the other party would do.

"Yeah, I'm... that thing is called Iron Snake, I have reminded you at the time, but unfortunately you still failed," Moriarty said, "I have read your information, once you were It's so perfect, but now you have begun to mix with those guys, and become obscure."

"The demon hunter should kill every enemy ruthlessly and efficiently, but look at you now, Lorenzo, you have become like a street gangster... You actually support the orphans, you really think you Is it a human?"

   At the end Moriarty laughed suddenly, his secret blood did not wake up, and the surroundings were calm.

   "You took such a big risk to meet me just to say this?"

  Lorenzo was not disturbed by his words. There are not many things that can be used in the room, but Lorenzo is confident to kill him before being captured by Mighty Raphael.

   "More than that, just curious about how you became the way you are now."

   "Do you think I should be a monster?"

   "Isn't it? We are a kind of people, but we just happen to have a human body... But in fact, we are not human."

   Moriarty’s amber eyes seemed to glow against the dim light, and his approachable temperament became terrifying at this moment, with chaos and violence.

   "It's a pity, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes, are you not aware of all this?" he asked.

"Well, I can’t blame you. In fact, it took me a long time to realize this... We are different, which is a little hard to understand, but that’s it. We are different from other people, not just in the body. Whether there is secret blood like this, it is the difference of that will."

He knocked his head hard, obviously there was no erosion, but Lorenzo could feel a strange madness from Moriarty, he could clearly perceive the restlessness and restlessness in his heart, he wanted to kill This weird guy in front of his death, but deep in his heart, he was ready to move.

  "We are smart enough that we can see through this illusion and realize that we are monsters, but we have human skins.

  As a monster, we know very well that we are born as monsters and can never become humans, but because of the human skin, we cannot become real monsters.

  The feeling of being caught in the gap is really bad. "

   Moriarty's voice is very soft, but that voice seems to have magical powers, and everything will be messed up and turned into chaos in this voice.

  "Can you understand? Mr. Lorenzo Holmes, you can't really blend into the crowd, but you can't find anyone who is a monster of the same kind."

   "So, when I saw you for the first time, I was so happy, I am not alone, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes."

   Moriarty walked over excitedly, Amber’s eyes reflected Lorenzo’s face, as if to hug him.

"This feeling of loneliness is really difficult. You clearly know your own differences, but you can't tell others, and those people can't understand you. After all, in their opinion, you are the same as them, of the same kind. All human beings.

In their eyes, your distress is just crazy, and your complaints have turned into weird babbles... They usually treat us like this, and imprison us here. Old Dunling should be called a mental patient, but in Fei We are also called heretics in Lengcuili. "

He speaks faster and faster. It is rare. Lorenzo felt Moriarty’s emotions out of control for the first time. All this is not a deceit or a conspiracy. It seems to be his true feelings, which makes people feel terrified. The true feelings of the people.

  "Can you understand? Mr. Lorenzo Holmes, I also know that this is an inescapable predicament. I need something else to save myself, such as religion, power and wealth...

  But isn’t that the saddest point? I was too ‘smart’ to recognize the nature of my monster. How can these vain religions and beliefs, wealth and power deceive me? "

   Moriarty grabbed his shoulder, and the words were filled with fierce anger. For a while, Lorenzo actually forgot to resist, but because of his words, he recalled the old man who was going to die.

  Sometimes Lorenzo always thinks of the dying figure, and Shermans's answer echoes in his ears.

   "People always have to write to deceive themselves."

   But this Moriarty could not deceive himself, those things echoed around him like a curse, until he met himself.

   "I am not alone, I am not the only monster."

   Moriarty was extremely excited, he grabbed Lorenzo's face and buckled it tightly, making Lorenzo couldn't help but look directly at his pupil.

This is a dangerous posture. Moriarty’s chest is completely exposed in front of Lorenzo. Lorenzo has every opportunity to inflict heavy injuries on him, even killing him. Moriarty’s eyes are also Lorenzo's eyes met each other. This was the prerequisite for Power Raphael to launch. Once the secret blood rises, Lorenzo will be dragged into a crazy illusion in an instant.

But neither of them acted rashly. They were both extremely dangerous monsters. Before they were absolutely sure, no one would rush to make a move. After a long silence, Moriarty suddenly became sad, and he let go of disappointment. After Lorenzo, stepped back.

"It's a pity that you are not a pure monster anymore, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes, you have become sentimental, more empathetic, more like... a human being, but this is really ridiculous. Ah, you should know that you cannot be a human being, you are just stubbornly pursuing something that you will never get."

   "So you want to turn me into a monster? Moriarty."

  Lorenzo suddenly felt that everything was so ridiculous, but also felt the deep madness, the world was so distorted, everything was distorted into a strange appearance.

"Only when you are in a desperate situation, you will realize your essence, right? I realized this in the hospital in Fei Lengcui. The doctors used a lot of therapies on me, electric shocks, prayers, medicines... During the good time, the more painful I am, the more clearly I know who I am."

   Moriarty replied, with nostalgia for the past in her voice.

   "I will kill you, Moriarty."

  Lorenzo's face was hidden in the darkness, and only the cold voice echoed in the room.

   "Are you here? You wouldn't do that, Mr. Holmes." Moriarty said with a smile.

"Why?"

   "Because we are the same kind, I know you, monsters also have the pride of monsters, don't they?" He replied.

  After the silence, Lorenzo also laughed, with a deep chill in his laughter.

   "Yes, I can only kill you here, but I can't defeat you."

  Lorenzo wants to completely destroy him, destroy James Moriarty, from his favorite game.

"The game should be fairer. If it is not equal, it is just a hunt for the other side. Mr. Holmes, the Protestant Mission is ready. Everyone is watching you. This is a warning to you. I hope this time. You can beat me by one game." Moriarty was extremely satisfied with Lorenzo's reaction.

   "It looks like you don't care about the Protestant Order, do you?" Lorenzo asked. Moriarty was a pure lunatic, exposing all the actions of the Protestant Order, just to make himself and his game fairer.

   "Yes, I am a stranger, and the same is true for them. Nothing can affect our game."

Listening to Moriarty’s words, Lorenzo felt a deeper pressure. He was misled from the beginning. He thought this was a game between the Protestant Order and his own, but it was not. It was just Moriarty. With their own game, the Protestant Group might not have thought of their seemingly reliable demon hunters, but the actual idea is this.

   "047 or 042, or Lorenzo Medici?"

   Moriarty suddenly said something that Lorenzo could not understand, with madness and desire in his eyes.

   "I am a monster with no secrets, but you are different. You are a monster more terrifying than me, but you are trying to become a human being, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes, who are you?"

   "What are you talking about?"

   Lorenzo's pupils tightened, he knew the doubt about his identity, but he didn't know why Moriarty suddenly said that name, the old man's name.

  "This is part of the game, part of the mystery. In fact, I also want to know what the answer is, but don’t be too impatient, we will know soon."

He said this, and then opened the door to leave. Lorenzo tried to chase him, but his vision became chaotic and blurred for a moment. After it was completely broken, he suddenly woke up from the bed, sweat soaked his clothes, and he lifted it. At the beginning, Moriarty's figure was long gone, only the door that had not been closed, indicating that someone had just arrived.

Everything is under Moriarty's control. He is not good at swordsmanship and fighting. The only thing he can control is the blurred fantasy, cunning and cunning. Lorenzo doesn't even know when he stared at him. , Fell into that illusion.

  Heavy rain and thunder were intertwined, and the howling wind engulfed the fallen leaves and hit the window. Lorenzo slowly walked to the window and looked at the dark night.

  Survey Dawn carried the last weapons over the Black Mountain Hospital, and the huge iron cabinet fell from it, opening a huge black parachute in mid-air to slow down its landing.

  The personnel who were in place in advance began to recover after the iron cabinet landed. Unlike the original sin armor that was dropped before, there is no knight driving in this armor.

  The robin was drenched in heavy rain, and the warm white gas surged with his breathing.

   "Why are we bringing this thing here."

   Ye Xiao asked, he was standing next to the robin. As the pilot most familiar with the three generations of armor, he was the backbone of the defense.

"I don't know, I only know that that thing is hell... At first, Galahad almost killed me by driving it." Robin said with some palpitations, and couldn't help touching the hideous scar on his chest. .

   "Then I apologize to you for my behavior, Robin."

  The long-lost voice sounded at the other end of the rain curtain, and a somewhat rickety figure came over. The robin couldn't believe it. The handsome guy has become like this now, but it is more fortunate.

   "Add... Galahad, you are still alive."

Since the black angel lost control, Galahad has disappeared. Although the decontamination agency did not announce his death, based on the knowledge of the robin about the decontamination agency, he estimated that Galahad was mostly imprisoned. Somewhere in the Black Mountain Hospital, a little bit became a lunatic like those patients.

   "I'm still alive, although it's worse than before."

  Galahad showed an ugly smile, then hugged and separated with the robin.

  "But why are you here?" Ye Xiao asked. Given Galahad's condition, he should be receiving treatment.

   "Because I am a knight commander, it's that simple."

  Galahad talked and walked to the dark iron cabinet, and the cold heavy rain poured on it, over the carved curtain of ghosts and gods on the surface.

  "This is your armor..."

   "It used to be, but it's not anymore." Galahad touched the cold surface, his voice a little nostalgic.

  "This is the cargo that Merlin requested to be transported. Now it will be unpacked and inspected. After inspection, it will be transported to the underground scientific research area."

Following his order, the surrounding knights opened the iron cabinet, and with the lifting of the restraint, the dark angel stood in the rainstorm. The cold rain fell along its wings, and the flashing thunder reflected the hideousness. Silhouette.

  (End of this chapter)