Ember Gun

  Chapter 206 Return

   "It's so fast..."

Lorenzo strolled through the streets of Old Dunling. He just didn’t come back for a few days. The city has changed a lot. All kinds of lanterns and candlelights are lit on the streets. Everyone spreads the decorations to the street lights, and you can hear them everywhere. With cheerful singing and children’s laughter, this cold city has a rare warmth for a while.

   "What are you waiting for? Lorenzo."

  Kestrel walked by Lorenzo and asked Lorenzo who stopped.

   "Nothing... It's just a sigh. I've been seven years old." Lorenzo slowly said, "Where are the others?"

  Only Kestrel was left beside him, and those few seemed to have run out of sight when they just got off the train.

   "I've all gone home. The Robin family are all believers. Although I haven't seen any serious evangelical church pastor, their family attaches great importance to the birthday of God and he must go back early."

Kestrel spoke and glanced at Lorenzo. The Robin also had a lot of respect for Lorenzo. After all, there are not many priests like Lorenzo with roots, but Lorenzo's bad behavior was later regarded as telling. He, the pastor's profession is really motivated.

   "Joy lives far away. He should be on the way back. I don't know about Blue Jade. I only know living alone."

  Lorenzo had weird eyes.

  "Wait, do I care about what is wrong with my colleagues?"

   "This is the details to check the account!"

   The two yelled and cursed, but soon calmed down, standing on the street, Lorenzo asked.

  "What about you? Kestrel, where are you going next?"

   "Go home? Otherwise?" Kestrel felt that Lorenzo's problem was abnormally ill.

  Lorenzo was stunned. After Kestrel’s words came out, he realized the problem, and he laughed.

   "I used to be in the Xiacheng District, but fortunately, we cleaned out the government's residences...just like employee dormitories."

   "It sounds terrible."

  "The living environment is better than you, and the room is bigger than you."

   "That's okay."

  The two chatted without a word, and neither of them left first, as if they were waiting for a bus.

  Kestal's eyes swept randomly on the street, and saw a boy walk into the store and brought gifts to the girl. The two hugged each other and disappeared into the crowd.

   "Envy?" Lorenzo said untimely.

   "Cut." Kestrel clarified his position.

  But Lorenzo didn't plan to stop, he looked at the disappearing position and continued talking.

   "Awesome, isn't it?" He winked at the Kestrel.

   "Sweet and free, but stupid, it's just our brains secreting some strange things, the purpose is to let us unlucky ghosts multiply."

  Kestrel gave him a white look.

"Lorenzo, I am different from you. I still yearn for sacred love. People like you are only suitable for marrying weapons. Arthur can be your witness. In his blessed words, you happily The guests were hacked to death."

   "Why are you cutting the guest?" No one would have thought that Lorenzo would be entangled with this.

   "Who will attend this **** wedding except the demon!" Kestrel yelled.

  Damn people, **** conversations.

  I don’t know how long it took, Kestrel bought a box of cigarettes in a street shop and threw it to Lorenzo.

  Lorenzo caught the cigarette case, a little surprised.

"You should be lacking this, but it should be different from what you made yourself, but it should be okay." Kestrel said, "Your hand is always empty, it looks very stupid. I also bet Joey whether you will be there. The car is still empty."

   "The result?" Lorenzo asked.

   "The cigarette money is from Joey." He said.

  After a short silence, the two laughed. Kestrel did not intend to wait any longer. He patted Lorenzo on the shoulder and walked directly into the crowd.

   "Go back early, Lorenzo, I wish you a happy birthday."

  The sound is like the wind, echoing and dissipating.

  Kestrel left, but Lorenzo stayed where he was. He only found out that he didn't have a lighter when he caught a cigarette. He put it away, and he didn't know what to do.

  Lorenzo felt that he was at a loss. Standing in the corner of this huge city, he didn't know where to go.

Indeed, everyone is a living person, not a background board, and always go home after work. Even Lorenzo will climb back to Cork Street after happily cutting down the monsters, and relax on his bed. Sleep comfortably.

  But I don’t know if it was resurrection from the dead, or what reason, that sensibility gradually overwhelmed reason, and he became more and more like a person.

  This is a good thing. Lorenzo is still a human. Even if he is corroded by the secret blood and attached by Watson, he is still a human, but he is also weaker. He will be timid, pity, and there will be a lot of troubles that do not exist.

   After a long sigh, Lorenzo stepped into the crowd, just like the general public, no different from ordinary people.

  Sometimes people are like this. You turn your will into steel, but when you relax, you will feel endless emptiness, just like losing your goal in life.

  Lorenzo is such a person. His life is filled with anger. In the days when he can't cut down the demons, he becomes a kicking detective to cut people.

  In any case, Lorenzo Holmes cannot stop, he must do something to make himself feel alive.

  Like a machine that is very easy to rust to death, when it stops, the time of death will come quietly.

Thinking of this, Lorenzo thought of Watson and Medanzo instead. Since he came back from the dead, Watson has never appeared again. Is this ghost that harassed himself like a vacation, without a trace, and Lorenzo couldn't find her in the opposite direction.

   Suddenly there is a **** of loneliness. The demon hunters cannot integrate into the lives of normal people, and there will be no normal people’s lives. This family holiday has nothing to do with them.

   Even if you are bored and want to talk to the devil, the devil ignores himself.

  Also, maybe the devil has any weird company. People have to report their performance back to the company during festivals, and see who has earned a few hapless souls this year.

  It’s not easy to look at the devil this way!

  Lorenzo thought, he laughed, he always laughed out of nowhere, and the others didn't know what was going on.

  There is no way, after all, it is a demon hunter who hacks and hacks with all kinds of strange demons every day, and has to study some ways to entertain oneself.

So Lorenzo finally came to the end of the road. The number plate of 121A Cork Street was hung on it. All kinds of cheap but gorgeous decorations hung the doorway. Judging from the light from the glass, all this is extremely warm. NS.

  I never come back to sleep lately, Lorenzo even feels a little strange to these, holding on to the handle and twisting slowly.

  All of this is nothing. I have spent many times in such a festival, and this time it is no different. It's just that I have changed a little.

   There was a hypocritical smirk on his face. For Mrs. Van Lud's questioning, he also previewed many times on the road, and everything was under Lorenzo's control.

   Then opened the door and stepped into it. After a brief stunned, the detective screamed.

   "Mom!"

  　 Thank you Du Gong! Then I started my graduation defense, you know.

  (End of this chapter)