Ember Gun

  Chapter 117 The Baron

  The dark carriage slowly stopped in front of a mansion. Lorenzo sat in the car and looked through the window, and the exquisite prosperity came into view.

After careful screening, Lorenzo determined the target on a baron whose name was Abel. Because of the wealth left by his father’s business in business, although he was an incompetent person, he still lived in the old Dunling. An enviable luxurious life.

The reason why Lorenzo identified him as him was because the baron’s private life was very unscrupulous. It is reported that he has had several wives, not to mention the countless lovers. Of course, this does not mean anything. It really makes Lorenzo. The reason for staring at him is his wives.

According to the information given by Shrike, the Baron Abel had contacted Hughes several times before, and he hired many remnants of Gallunaro from the south at a very cheap price in Hughes, which was different from the expected discrimination. Some of those survivors became Abel’s wives, but most of them died before they lived long.

  Several wives and lovers, Lorenzo made up a long text of tens of thousands of words in an instant. If he is really the next revenge of the demon, then all this can be explained.

A poor girl came to Old Dunling to make a living and died tragically under the coercion of the baron. So her admirer would not hesitate to become a monster but also to chase Old Dunling for revenge... a clichéd love story, but it has a great story. possible.

"The economic situation of this Baron Abel has been declining. He is reluctant to live a luxurious life, but he can't afford to pay those expensive commissions, so most of his servants are remnants... This situation is very common. They are weak. The group, in their hands, those people are like slaves hundreds of years ago."

  Shrike said lightly, he didn't want to mention these, this was the dark side of Inervig, even he would feel depressed and sad.

   "He should not be the only one who hired the survivor, right?"

   Lorenzo asked.

   "Yes, but the more important reason is that Baron Abel's wife passed away recently. If the demon is really as cliche love story as you think, then it must be because of his wife."

   "The woman I admired died so unexplainably... This may be a reason to become a demon. Of course, we should talk to the baron before it is officially confirmed."

  Lorenzo pushed the car door and strode out. Behind the cleansing mechanism was the entire Inervig. It couldn’t be easier to break into a baron’s house.

Shrike walked ahead, but this time he didn’t wear a mask. After all, compared to his real appearance, the one who really remembered the "Shrike" was the mask. With the mask off, he was like a nameless pawn. No one could think of it. The ruler of Xiacheng will look like this.

   Joey followed behind them, and the group pushed through the iron gate of the mansion.

As the Shrike Intelligence said, the economic situation of the Baron Abel was obviously not very optimistic. He felt empty when he came in. Lorenzo couldn't even see a few servants. Weeds were everywhere. It seemed that The baron spent all his remaining money on pleasure.

   "Do you think he will cooperate with us?"

  On the way, Lorenzo suddenly thought of this, and asked Shrike.

  Although he has not seen the Baron Abel, a boring character has already appeared in Lorenzo's mind, asking about Shrike, but he has already clenched Winchester in private.

  In Lorenzo's long and short career, he has met many people, good guys, bad guys, adults, minors, men in skirts, women in bow ties, and many weird people.

   There is an old saying that there are many different people, but Lorenzo feels that no matter the personality of that person, or the language, there is at least one thing that is common to human beings and to all life.

  That is fear.

  Fear of death is the international lingua franca.

It seems that I feel Lorenzo’s malice, think about it, even if all this is guessed wrong, it has nothing to do with the Baron Abel, but his **** behavior is still annoying Lorenzo, sometimes this detective will not Cover up malice towards others.

   "He will cooperate with us, and even said that if necessary, half of the old nobles will obey us."

  In Lorenzo's suspicious eyes, Shrike was extremely confident.

  Shrike is the master of the Xiacheng District, but in fact he is just a puppet. The real ruler of the Xiacheng District is the decontamination agency, Queen Victoria who lives in the Platinum Palace.

  There are countless nobles in Old Dunling who have traveled to Xiacheng, and everything they do will be closely recorded by the Shrike, which will be the handle to control them when necessary, and the evidence of trial.

   "If the Baron Abel does not want to lose this noble title, then he had better recruit it truthfully."

  Shrike smiled slightly, but that smile was chilling.

   On the surface, the nobles dominate the old Dunling, but in fact the power they dominate has been firmly held in the hands of Queen Victory.

  Lorenzo glanced at Shrike, and couldn't help feeling that these political people were dirty, but at the same time he had a new understanding of this machine called the state.

Behind the cleansing of institutions is the entire Inervig, and this country has the most complete and powerful industrial technology in the world today. What Lorenzo sees now is far from the essence of this world, and there is still hidden in the darkness. There are more dangerous things, but it's not time for them to play.

   Pushed another major door open, no one even stopped Lorenzo, the aroma of wine and extravagant smell rushed in, the whole air was rolling with the smell of wealth, the richness was almost disgusting.

   "It looks like this baron is more extravagant than we thought... really enviable."

  Looking at the white body lying on the carpet and sofa, Lorenzo said in admiration or mockery.

  Shrike squinted Lorenzo, then coughed vigorously.

The flame in the fireplace has been extinguished, only the embers still exudes a slight heat, the old Dunling’s winter is very cold, and the bodies of those white flowers seem to have slept here all night, and I don’t know how much wine they drank. I haven't been awakened by freezing now.

The heavy coughing obviously failed to awaken these people. Lorenzo lifted Winchester reluctantly. Before the Shrike stopped him, he pulled the trigger, and the thunderous gunshot awakened in an instant. Everyone.

  The girls were sleepy eyes wrapped in blankets, as if they hadn’t figured out what was going on, but then they saw these people in black who were like death gods standing at the door, and then screamed harshly and fled away wrapped in blankets.

"What's the matter?"

  The man got up lazily from behind the sofa, cursing, but soon a cold touch came from his forehead, his somewhat sleepy eyes slowly opened, and then he was completely awake.

  Winchester pressed against his forehead, and Lorenzo asked with a look of disgust.

   "Baron Abel?"

  Abel nodded vigorously, before he even had time to lift his pants.

  (End of this chapter)