Chapter 377 New Life

  The old night is the same as before. Thick water vapor rushes into the street along with the rising airship, but this time there are some different colors in the street.

The dazzling light flickered in the dim, and the glow tube kept flickering. Everyone who tried to see what was written on it felt dizzy. At the same time, there was a vaguely fierce singing behind the door. Passers-by are looking sideways.

   may have finally become the head of the family, and the new owner of 121A Cork Street is gone forever.

The living room on the first floor is still the same as before, but under Lorenzo’s decoration, there are a few more chairs and a mahogany table that looks more serious, but it just looks more serious, it is placed randomly Down, it was piled up with clothes, books and dinner plates, and it looked like someone had just eaten here.

  He hummed loudly, and at the same time turned up the sound of the radio station. The youthful atmosphere filled this old building, as if the heavy rain had given it a new look.

  On the street not far from 121A Cork Street, a carriage was parked, and the people in the carriage opened the curtains and looked at the gleaming house number behind the fog.

   "So he is... coming back?"

  Seleu turned his head and looked at the guy on the opposite side.

  Oscar also squeezed over, observing the ridiculous house number.

   "It looks like it is."

  "Where did you get the news?" Seleu couldn't help asking.

  As Lorenzo’s good friends, since the storm, except for the missing Hercules, the connection between Seleu and Oscar has gradually become closer.

  There are many reasons, not just the commercial cooperation between Stuart and North Dro, in Oscar's words, as the partners invited by Arthur to have tea together, they are already brothers who were born and died.

Although Seleu didn't want to admit this, and spurned Oscar's final selling of his teammates, when this guy became shameless, Seleu really had nothing to do with him, and sometimes Oscar always brought some surprises. For example this time.

   "The message? From this."

  Oscar thought for a while, and took out a crumpled ball of paper from his arms.

  "I found this when I opened the shop this morning, but the guy who posted the poster was driven away by the Mounted Police after a few of them. Fortunately, I almost left one with my eyesight and hands."

  Seleu took the ball of paper suspiciously and unfolded it little by little.

The touch of the paper is very cheap, it is very garbage typesetting, and a slogan with a few typos. It looks like a small advertisement for a black heart workshop, but as the text on it is read, Seleu The look became complicated.

  "The Winchester Detective Agency opened today at 121A Cork Street..."

   "Well, it's incredible, but it's something that guy can do."

   Oscar spreads out helplessly, sometimes the truth of the matter is so surprising.

  ……

Pushing open the door directly, I saw a shotgun hanging horizontally on the wall, and a guy in pajamas was paralyzed on the sofa underneath, surrounded by a mess of books, and writing on the blackboard on the other side. It was full of jumbled handwriting and some illegible pictures.

  There was a monotonous white noise on the radio, and the host here was still humming some strange melody. After a while, he raised his head after a while, with a look of sleepy eyes.

   "Yo! Good morning."

   "It's already night!"

   Seleuc yelled frantically. At this moment, Lorenzo seemed to have just crawled out of a black-hearted factory, looking like a useless person.

Oscar on the side of    was not surprised by the scenes before him. He bypassed the debris on the ground and observed the newly opened office, then walked to Lorenzo's side and asked seriously.

   "How is the business?"

   "Minus eight thousand."

"what?"

   Facing Oscar's puzzled expression, Lorenzo stopped joking.

   "The decoration is messy, it's all money! Wow, it's good to realize my dream, but I'm going bankrupt too!"

When bidding farewell to Madame Van Lourdes, Lorenzo smashed his savings for many years on the remote orphanage. As a result, he really became a pauper, although he felt that wealth was meaningless to him at the time. But within a few days of returning to Old Dunling, Lorenzo realized that this thing is not important, but it is necessary.

   His eyes were decadent, he moved away from Oscar, and fell directly on the girl behind the debris.

  Seleu felt a little bad, she could clearly feel the change in Lorenzo's vision.

   "Yo! Seleu, would you be interested in lending me some money, ah! No, would you like to invest in this firm?"

"no."

   Straightforwardly refused, Lorenzo pretended to be disappointed, and then looked at Oscar with some hope.

   "What are you looking at? You just bombed an airship! I am responsible for all these losses!"

Oscar grabbed Lorenzo's neck and shook it vigorously. Obviously, in accordance with Oscar's plan, this guy is now in a certain North Dro stronghold. As a result, this guy's actions completely exceeded expectations... Oscar I even suspected that this neuropathy was prepared to do so from the beginning, and was just lying to himself before.

   "Oh, there are many debts, I will pay you back!"

  Lorenzo looked indifferent.

   "Are you serious!"

Seeing the two fighting together, Seleu sighed helplessly, but it was not bad. She thought it was not bad. Lorenzo was still the same as before. The storm did not twist him into a weird appearance. Seleu was Fortunately.

  Simply cleaned up the ground, and the three people sat together. After the joke, everyone became more or less serious.

   "So you solved everything?"

   Oscar asked a little serious. He didn't know the full picture of the incident, but he also knew a little bit about it.

   "Well, those guys won't bother me anymore."

  Lorenzo said confidently.

All the grievances and grievances came to an end with the crash of the airship. Lorenzo killed Moriarty and found the lost past... all this is like the beginning of a new life, once again of.

   "This counts as the Oscar that I owe you, you, and the North Dero behind you." Lorenzo said.

   "Oh oh oh, Lorenzo Holmos' promise? This is not bad."

  Oscar heard this and smiled like a profiteer.

   "Then what are you going to do next? Lorenzo." Seleu asked, who was sitting on the side.

  Faced with this question, Lorenzo pointed to the surroundings of the room.

  "Didn’t you see it? The firm! Now I am a serious detective, what do you mean by not forgetting the original intention!"

   "I mean the part about demons."

  Seleu found the key to the problem. Lorenzo is very good at avoiding people's sight with all kinds of cold jokes and nonsense. This is what Seleu wants to ask.

   "Will you continue to chase?"

  Lorenzo hesitated, then smiled and answered.

   "You can't kill things like monsters, Seleu, sometimes I think they are like our shadows. We can't escape our own shadows, and we can't kill our own shadows."

   "So just forget it?"

"maybe."

  Lorenzo gave an unclear answer, but then he talked about something else, to divert the topic.

  "Next, I need you to take care of the business. You must know that such a seemingly peaceful life is too precious to me."

  Lorenzo spoke and took out a stack of posters, which was the one Oscar showed Seleuc, and he put these things into Oscar’s arms.

   "I remember your bookstore with a lot of customers, remember to help me promote it."

   Then he moved his **** and sat next to Seleu, with a flattering expression on his face.

   "As the boss of the Stuart family, you aristocrats also have some messy things inside, right? What kind of inheritance fight, what kind of junior is in charge, this detective can do it!"

  Seleu looked at Lorenzo like this, she was a little lost for a while, she didn't know if it was this guy who was disguised, or that he really wanted to live a good life, and even thought of opening up the relationship to solicit business.

   "Calm down, calm down! Lorenzo!"

   Pushing away Lorenzo, who was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable, Seleu got up and fled to the other side.

  Looking at the room carefully again, Seleu felt the difference.

  Lorenzo lives here, but he never adds any furniture, and even says that he doesn’t have any personal belongings of his own. This looks like an ascetic way of life, but in fact he never thinks he can live here for a long time.

  Perhaps in a burning night, he would take the weapon under his bed and never come back, leaving without nostalgia.

  But this time is different. He bought a lot of new things and decorated the place. Although it's messy, it does look like an office.

  It seems that he no longer wanders, but chooses to settle here.

  As for demons, as for fighting...

Seleu knew Lorenzo very well. She knew that this guy was used to hiding weapons in strange places, but this time, apart from the high-hanging Winchester, there seemed to be no other weapons here, and That Winchester still looks like a handicraft.

  This storm may have really changed Lorenzo, causing this madman to put down his butcher's knife and actually enjoy life seriously.

  Good thing! This is a good thing! There is no self-destructive neuropathy in the world, instead there is a detective who loves life, which sounds great.

   "What are you writing?"

  Oscar saw that Lorenzo turned around after failing to make an investment and took up notes and wrote.

   "Bills, daily expenses, and regular remittances to the orphanage...Wow, those nuns have no business minds at all. When I took over, they were all bankrupt! Of course I am about to go."

  Maybe this is the price of a serious life, Lorenzo's head is big.

It turns out that there are so many things to pay attention to in life. It turns out that you don’t need to live directly if you have a house. You have to pay water, electricity, gas, etc., and these collections are evenly distributed throughout the city. For four weeks, Lorenzo had to run a lap along the city every time he paid.

Not only that, Lorenzo also has to clean up on time, and he has to do his own meals. This kind of life is very exciting at the beginning. You can sing loudly, you can run around in pajamas, and sleep wherever you want, but Within a few days, Lorenzo missed Madame Van Lourdes.

  It feels good to be taken care of.

"In your impression, I have always been hacking and slashing, but I am really good at detectives! Although I have been working in the Xiacheng District, it also contains a little bit of hacking and slashing, but I feel that I will Well done."

  For his future plans, Lorenzo explained.

   "And in a strict sense, the old order has been disbanded, and I am not a demon hunter anymore. Instead, this detective is my decent career now!"

  Lorenzo answered Seleuc’s and Oscar’s questions in a serious manner.

  The three pairs of eyes looked at each other, and then they became erratic again.

   "Although you have said so much, it's hard to believe you as a fellow."

  Oscar rubbed his temples, feeling a little headache.

  Lorenzo is an unpredictable neuropathy, and the term cunning villain could not be more appropriate to describe him.

   "Relax, isn't everything going well now?"

  He squeezed back into his place with a lazy look.

The atmosphere is pretty good. Lorenzo hasn't experienced such a peaceful day for a long time. This is a rare and precious peace, but unfortunately such a calm did not last long. A heavy knock on the door sounded, and then the door was opened. .

   Behind the dark street, Arthur stood blankly by the door, followed by dark silhouettes.

   "Well, two people, let's stop here for today's good party. Give him some space for me and him."

   Lorenzo didn't seem surprised about Arthur's arrival, but he was relieved.

  Lorenzo stood up, walked to the newly-purchased mahogany table, and pushed aside the mess of things on it. Clothes, books, and dinner plates were stacked together, making noises constantly.

   Pulled up a chair and sat behind the table, then took out a stand from the clutter and placed it on the table.

   says "Lorenzo Holmos" on it.

Oscar’s face changed, and he didn’t know what he had experienced with Arthur. He looked very afraid of Arthur, and pulled Seleu out, while Seleu could not help but look at it as he left. A mess of clutter.

  Dinner plate, books and clothes... She could hardly imagine the disgusting picture.

   Arthur stepped on the debris and walked straight over, dragged a rickety chair from the side, and sat on the opposite side of Lorenzo.

  "Are you going to retire?"

  He looked at this ridiculously decorated office, then at Lorenzo, and asked.

"What do you think?"

   Lorenzo asked back. He put his hands on the table and dragged his chin together, his expression looked like a sly fox.

  (End of this chapter)