Lorenzo sat on a chair with his hands handcuffed behind his back. Eve sat with her back to him, and all around him were soldiers holding thermite rifles. The muzzle igniters were burning slightly, and the deadly weapons were in firing state.
Although Lorenzo was sitting in the dark platform with the tall walls blocking his vision, the sound of the machine roaring could be heard in the dark night. It was so heavy and distant that Lorenzo could sense the size of the machine just from the sound.
Something is going to happen tonight.
"So, this is your true identity, right?"
Looking at the Shrike in front of him, Lorenzo recognized his voice the moment he spoke. This detective was really sharp in some aspects.
"Don't talk yet, let me guess."
Lorenzo spoke in a show-off manner. He was thinking. Everything about Shrike's past was pieced together in his mind, and finally his original appearance was revealed.
"To a member of the demon organization, the master of the lower city, the secretary of the nobles..."
Thoughts raced through his mind, and he was only one step away from the truth.
Lan Feicui on the side felt something was wrong, so she pulled out the iron rod from her waist. As she swung it, the blade popped out from the gap in the steel. It turned out to be a slightly longer folding knife.
"No need. He will guess it sooner or later. What we need to do now is just a secret exchange. You know, this detective is really valuable."
The moment Lorenzo saw him, Shrike knew very well that many secrets would become clear in front of Lorenzo's eyes, just like everything under the sun, without any shadows.
"So what did the queen name you?"
Suddenly Lorenzo raised his head, his eyes seemed to see through everything, he already understood everything.
"These weapons and ammunition cannot be made by some gangster boss. Whether it is raw materials, production technology, or even research and development, it requires a very strong foundation to be born... Only a machine called the state can do it."
As if he had thought of something, Lorenzo seemed to have a sudden realization.
"So, is this your true identity, Shrike? You are not a secretary of some noble, you are the secretary of the Queen. You have all the evidence of the nobles' crimes in the Lower City in your hands. As long as the Queen needs them, you will strangle them with your iron hand."
"Lorenzo people who are too smart will die quickly."
It was within Shrike's expectations that Lorenzo could guess all this, or it would be wrong if Lorenzo could not guess all this.
"So I have enough to pay for trust."
"Our trust? You are an uncontrollable stranger. Your words are really unreliable."
"At least we have the same goal now."
"What?"
"The Holy Coffin."
It was a nightmare deep within a nightmare, the center of this chaos and delusion, the source of everything.
Shrike's pupils shrank slightly. He had no idea how Lorenzo knew of its existence. He had clearly not told him. After all, at that time, Lorenzo seemed to him to be just a capable detective, not someone who had anything to do with the Demon Hunting Cult.
"Don't just stand there. You asked me to investigate the case, didn't you? So it's normal for me to find some key information, right?"