Ember’s Gun

Chapter 2: Second rate detective

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Lorenzo Holmes arrived in Old Dunling six years ago and now works as a private detective in this city of steel and steam.

Another person died.

That's what people were talking about this morning.

According to the Queen's Daily, a man was shot dead at the junction of Irins in the East City and the inner city. Because it was close to the inner city where the rich lived, the patrol police responded quickly, but just like many times before, they found nothing.

According to the autopsy performed by Su Yalan Hall, the man was hit head-on by a shotgun at close range, and the scattered bullets made the front of his body bloody and difficult to distinguish his appearance, but based on his tanned skin and a faint fishy smell, Su Yalan Hall speculated that he was a sailor, but they didn't know why the sailor appeared there that day. It was obviously very far away from the harbor and he had no motive to come here.

Another unsolved case, at least that's what the public thinks.

No one was surprised by this result, nor was there any panic. After all, everyone has been accustomed to it for a long time.

This is Old Dunling, the heart of the entire Inglés, the heart of the entire world, and the first steam engine in human history came from here.

Therefore, countless foreigners come here every day, some for wealth, some for knowledge, and some for power.

The excessive flow of people resulted in deteriorating public security. In order to maintain order, Old Dunling was divided into four urban areas, one inside the other.

The most central part is the power center of the entire Inglvig. The Platinum Palace where Queen Victoria lives is located there, and the Royal Third Mobile Force is also stationed there. Beyond this is the inner city area, where most of the wealthy and noble people of Old Dunling live and enjoy the 24-hour protection of the patrol police. Beyond this is the outer city area divided into four small areas, where most of the residents live. It is the largest component of the entire Old Dunling, and the last is the lower city area.

According to the documents of the visitors, different areas of Old Dunling are opened to them one by one. If you are dressed in rags, you cannot enter the outer city area at all. At most, you can only hang out in the lower city area, which in a sense cannot be considered an urban area.

At first it was a slum, but as more and more people came here, the lower town continued to grow, until it became so large that even the consul had to face it.

Thus, a chaotic and disorderly urban area emerged, where the largest black market transactions in the entire Old Dunling were conducted. It was the final incinerator of all secret information, and it was only a thin line away from the world that everyone pursued.

The dead sailor was from the lower town. In the eyes of the residents of Yngvig, the people of the lower town were not even considered human beings. They were just a group of dirt that tainted this beautiful city.

The sailor's death became the talk of everyone, and no one cared except one person, the one who killed him.

Lorenzo was walking in the downtown area. Now he was at the edge of the downtown area. The infrastructure here was completely nonexistent. His boots were stepping deep and shallow on the muddy road. If it wasn't for his livelihood, Lorenzo would never come here.

He wore a deerstalker hat dyed black, which held down his short light blond hair, a dark red tie on his chest, and a loose gray-black windbreaker that perfectly blocked the gun underneath. He held a cane and looked at the pocket watch in his hand from time to time, looking like a businessman in a hurry.