Where there is light, darkness is born.
Before the Lower Town came into being, the evil of Old Dunling lay in every dark corner, and no matter how many soldiers the iron snakes carried or how many corpses were thrown into the Thames, nothing changed in the slightest.
The upward steam tower pierces the clouds with the world's most advanced technology, and the darkest sins ferment in the fog below. Until the emergence of the lower city, the sins that had nowhere to vent finally had a place to be released. All the dark things gathered in that dirty place, and the whole old Dunling lived in false holiness.
The downtown area is so special that it can’t help but feel mysterious.
Due to the special nature of the lower city, there are several default rules in the Su Yalan Hall. One of them is that police officers are prohibited from entering the lower city. That group of desperate criminals don't care about their own life or death. As long as there is a certain amount of wealth, they will kill any police officer who rashly enters.
The mounted police did not dare to enter rashly, they were waiting for the next instruction.
Lorenzo felt uncomfortable in the midst of this. It was obvious that this group of people came for the group of suspects. It was a perfect cooperation. No matter how much commotion they caused in the outer city in order to cover their tracks, as long as they entered the lower city, the mounted police had no choice but to let them go in the presence of so many desperate criminals.
Originally, everyone was just in a stalemate, but since Eve killed the gang member, a gunfight was about to break out.
“Run!”
The situation was urgent and Lorenzo could only shout out this sentence, followed by the sharp sound of gunfire.
The gang began to open fire, with all sorts of guns, most of them homemade, and all kinds of pellets flying everywhere.
Eve pounced and rolled onto the wreckage of the iron snake. All she could hear was the sound of metal colliding, tearing her eardrums.
Lorenzo had hidden behind the Iron Snake before her. He was a man of action, and words always came after actions.
"what to do!"
The young detective was obviously panicked. She had never expected that her first day on the job would be so exciting.
"Wait, I'll tell you to run, and you'll run! Do you understand?"
Lorenzo yelled, trying to make his voice clearer amid the gunfire. Eve was still useful to him, and he couldn't just let her die.
Pointing to the row of mounted police behind them, Lorenzo shouted to her.
"Run over there. You're a detective too, so they won't stand by and watch you die. As long as you cross that line, these thugs won't dare to attack you!"
This is also one of the rules. People from the lower city are not allowed to enter the outer city. In the eyes of the old Dunling, they are a group of illegal immigrants. According to the law, all detectives have the power to shoot and kill any thugs who enter the outer city without permission.
Chaos reigns, yet bound by iron laws.
Shrike said all this, the existence of the Lower Town is only because Old Dunling needs it. Old Dunling is a huge, crazy city, it is prosperous and beautiful, but there is always some garbage that needs to be dumped in it. In the past, it was dumped in every corner, but now it is concentrated in the Lower Town.
A trash can.
This is how the Shrike always describes the land he rules.
There are many secrets hidden in the gray-blue eyes. Lorenzo is a man surrounded by mysteries.