Ember Gun

  Chapter 17 The Banquet of Bliss

Lorenzo took Eve into the crazy banquet. Everything was clear before his eyes. The long corridor led directly to the deepest point, but like a spider web, it branched out dozens of paths as it went deep all the way, at the corner. There are people with blurred eyes everywhere where they meet, and they seem to be indulged in a dream that cannot be awakened.

   "What is this..."

  Eve was almost suffocated, and her words were hard to describe.

   "Feast of Bliss."

Lorenzo replied in a flat voice, this blood-boiling atmosphere couldn't make him a bit excited, as if his blood was cold, his eyes were on the four horizontal people on the ground, they hugged together passionately. Indulge in dreams.

  This is only the periphery, no one knows how many people are intoxicated under this huge underground palace.

  K Lorenzo didn't care about this, he took Eve to continue forward, and walked past a twisted and squirming body.

   "What are those people doing?"

   "Dream, this is their way of liberation."

  Lorenzo said while holding Eve.

"Do you know the hallucinogens that are raging in the outer city? The one they injected is the one that can escape the reality for a long time. To them, this behavior is like going to heaven together."

   His eyes were cold, Lorenzo never liked this kind of escape method.

  "But I can only go there for a while. When the dream is finally over, I fall hard from the beautiful heaven, wake up and cry in the dirty Xiacheng district."

  Eve was stunned, the cruelty of the world only showed her a corner, and she felt extremely depressed.

   "Why... why do you do this?"

   seems to be asking why they don’t work hard and don’t love life.

  ...

This is the era of steam technology. The rumbling steam engine pushes the technology of the whole world forward, but the beauty brought about by this technology has not benefited everyone, even in the old spirit of Inervig. middle.

  The whole old Dunling is in a sickly deformity. The sky is covered with dark clouds, the Zeppelin never dives, the world's top technology is nurtured in this industrial hotbed, and everything is developing in the best direction.

But the cost of all this is so painful. The air mixed with exhaust gas reverberates in the lungs of every Inervigor. In order to make the stove never go out, the old forest has already been burned out, and now only what remains is Wasteland to be developed.

The top of science and technology is always the priority to serve the military. Therefore, Inerweger finally won the glorious war that lasted for a hundred years. The dividends of the war and the unique military technology made it rise rapidly. Under the distorted development, the snake in the atrium Covering almost the entire territory of Inervig, the silent torrent of steel is enough to easily destroy any country that refuses to surrender.

  But the darkest thing is always the deep shadow under the day.

The gradually starting public foundation can only meet the needs of the nobility and some people. The Academy of Mechanical Engineering has been able to send hundreds of tons of war machines into the sky, but it cannot let the electric lights light up in every dark home. Countless people are unemployed. They are expelled from their own country like wild dogs, living in the damp sewers, and finally into desperate madness.

   "The whole old Dunling is a pyramid, under the heavy pressure of the class, and finally the foundation stone is supported by those who are weak."

   Lorenzo said ruthlessly.

   "The machine does not need wages, no rest, but people need it, so they are eliminated, and they can only live here in the end."

  Eve didn’t say anything, as a noble class she couldn’t say anything.

  After a long journey, many senses such as sight and hearing are constantly being impacted by this confusion. When stepping into the real ballroom, Eve finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As the two walked in, all the guests arrived, the door behind them slowly closed, singing gradually began, men and women twisted and danced on the dance floor, as if the door separated the whole world, and the chaotic warmth completely Isolated.

  There are countless crystals hanging on the huge chandelier, and they reflect the light to reflect the dome like the day.

  The space of the hall is much larger than that seen in the corridor, and the stairs rise up one after another, just like the duel field of ancient Rome. This is an unimaginably prosperous place. Eve never thought that there would be such a facility in the poor Xiacheng District, as if all the wealth of Xiacheng District was gathered here to build this great place.

   "Can you dance?"

  Lorenzo took Eve, bowed, and took her to dance on the dance floor without waiting for Eve’s answer.

   "I'm not good at it."

  Eve said so, but felt that it was too late. The two had already moved, walking back and forth among the crowd on the dance floor.

  The band’s ecstatic performance on the high stage, the song provokes everyone’s emotions.

  "As a nobleman, you should learn more. Maybe your future husband will meet in a prom, right?."

  Lorenzo showed incredible proficiency, and Eve is like his puppet, swinging and dancing in his hands.

   "Then how come you, does a detective have to learn to dance?"

   "As you know, most of the time for catching the junior three is at the end of the dance party."

  Lorenzo's voice is a bit dry, and it is indeed a bit bad to keep mentioning his dark history like this.

  Eve gave a smirk, and unconsciously relaxed a lot. If you forget how you came and your purpose, this is no different from an ordinary dance party.

   "Watch the surroundings carefully, we are looking for Sabo next."

  Holding Eve and spinning, the girl is much lighter than he thought, and the long skirt spreads out with the spinning, like a blooming lotus.

   "You don't know what he looks like?"

   "I'm just a detective, how could I have seen him, so we have to find a way to find him before the end."

  Talking to Eve on his mouth, but Lorenzo's eyes kept moving back and forth.

   "He is a Viking, tall and tall, he should be very conspicuous."

  Eve gave his own advice, but Lorenzo shook his head.

   "He won't appear on the dance floor. He is the master here, and now it's just warming up. The master doesn't need to appear so early."

  His gaze swam back and forth in this magnificent hall. If it weren't for a mask, Lorenzo would be like a thief who came to steal something.

  "This is his kingdom, and the king should sit on the highest point and look down on his people. He can see it first no matter what happens."

  The girl's slender waist was like a willow branch in Lorenzo's hands, and the two swayed and rotated, constantly moving through the crowd with the help of the music.

   "Like those Zeppelin airships, they are always above the clouds, and they can see clearly no matter what people on the ground do."

  His eyes finally fell on the high platform, and Lorenzo whispered in Eve's ear.

   "I seem to have found him."

  It is a high platform, and the more distinguished guests have been seated there early. They talked to each other, tasted the wine and food, and discussed things that they did not want others to know.

   "You said he was in that group?"

  Eve saw it during a spin, she whispered.

   "No, it's above it."

  Lorenzo's eyes were always above the high platform, which was a magnificent glass-like wall.

  Obviously, he is underground, but the wall is covered with painted glass, depicting the myth in the church, but here is the underground, the sacred light can never shine, reflecting all this.

  "This is underground. The painted glass is so obtrusive. It must be a room after that. He is behind the glass, watching us quietly."

   "What do you do then? Shoot there?" Eve was reckless.

"In that case, we will die here together today. This is underground. You have also seen how complicated the route is. The only exit we know is the road at the time of arrival, which is an advantageous terrain. As long as someone holds a firecracker Blocked there, he can use one enemy and one hundred, even an army can hardly break through."

  Like the hot spring gate that Leonidas sticks to, no matter how many enemies there are, they are evenly matched in that narrow terrain.

   "What do you do then?"

   "Wait."

  Lorenzo seemed confident.

   "There will always be a chance."

  (End of this chapter)