Just like every spring in old Dunling, cold rain washes over this steel city. Although it is often maintained, in this hazy water vapor, the whole city is still rusty, and countless lights are dyed by it, turning into gorgeous neon lights.
The residents of Jiudunling have long been accustomed to this kind of climate. The black umbrellas were opened one by one, gathering into countless blooming flowers on the streets. These black flowers flowed in the gaps between the buildings as the accumulated water flowed.
Joey held a black umbrella and stepped through shallow puddles.
The rainy season has arrived in Old Dunling, and the city will be like this for the next few weeks, with the drizzle falling continuously, gloomy and as if it will never stop. Joey felt that his soul was being soaked.
This mysterious conversation ended with Lorenzo's departure. Joey was just following orders and guarding outside the door. He didn't know what was discussed inside. He just saw Lorenzo's hateful appearance as he left.
Arthur did not reveal too much information, but only asked Joey to observe Lorenzo's mental state afterwards. He did not know what exactly happened between them.
Finally, Joey came to the building again, with the house number 121A Cork Street hanging on it.
After calming down, Joey knocked on the door, then pushed it open and stepped inside.
"Has Lorenzo come back?"
Joey stood at the door and shouted towards the room. After a while, Mrs. Van Rudd came out and looked at Joey with a puzzled look.
"Huh? Didn't you take him away this morning?"
There were often some strange people who took Lorenzo away. Of course, Lorenzo looked different every time he came back. Sometimes he was like a tired office worker, exhausted, and sometimes he was radiant and as happy as if he had robbed a bank. Of course, more often he was covered in blood, but it was usually other people's blood.
"Has he not come back yet?"
It seemed that after leaving there, Lorenzo did not return to 121A Cork Street, which confused Joey.
Just as Arthur said, everyone has a place to return to, except Lorenzo. Joey racked his brains but couldn't figure out where Lorenzo would be at the moment. Only then did he realize that this guy was so free.
"I see..."
It looked like he had come up empty-handed, but there was no need to worry too much about Lorenzo. That guy might be in an alley in the downtown area, venting his anger on a group of unlucky guys.
"Joey?"
Suddenly another voice sounded.
Sig walked down the stairs slowly. He just heard the voice upstairs and felt it was familiar, but he didn't expect it was really Joey.
Joey looked up and saw Sigg looking at him with some surprise.
It is obvious that Joey is one of Sig's few friends, although this way of making friends is a bit strange.
"Are you going out?"
Joey saw Sigg dressed neatly and holding an umbrella in his hand.
"There's a support meeting today, and the doctor wants to discuss spiritual issues with us."
Higg was very devoted to the mutual aid group. It can be said that he was able to quit hallucinogens thanks to his fellow patients to a certain extent.