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   Chapter 3 Gifts from the North
   Lorenzo said all this confidently. He liked it very much. Although he didn't say it directly, he felt that he was humiliating Shrike's IQ.
   Shrike was silent, always like this, just when he was about to pull the trigger to kill the damned detective, he would always prove his worth, and then he was angry enough.
   "This is your plan, borrow those forensic doctors?"
   Lorenzo nodded.
    "Shrike, you have to admit that there is a specialization in surgery. I have attended a class at the Wangli Medical College." Lorenzo's face has a twisted feeling that seems to be a nightmare of memory.
    "For the first time to tell the truth, I am confused about knowledge."
    "Of course you also have your use, otherwise I won't come to see you in this ghost place of Xiacheng."
   Lorenzo is always so self-confident that he doesn't even care that Shrike even pointed a gun at him just now.
    "Shrike, I came mainly to ask you some questions."
 "what is the problem?"
 Shrike put the gun on the table, he fell into Lorenzo's rhythm again, obviously he was his employer, the leader of the entire lower city, but when Lorenzo started a long talk, he always lowered unconsciously. His head.
   Like a teacher and his students, Lorenzo is the bad teacher. He doesn't teach the students anything, but only plays with their minds to show his excellence, as if he can feel satisfied from it.
    "Shrike, I need to know the whole picture of this case."
   Lorenzo stared at the shrike, reflecting his vague figure in the unique blue-green pupils of the Inervig.
 "A sailor has a secret you want to know... Shrike, I am a detective, not a writer. I need to know the whole picture to find out everything, otherwise I will go home and try to make a reasonable story for you. NS."
    Grabbing the edge of the table, Lorenzo pulled himself over. He approached the Shrike, and the two looked like close friends.
    "So, are you interested in talking about it?"
    Lorenzo asked with a smile.
   ...
   The story should start from half a month ago.
 According to Inervig’s law, the period from mid-June to mid-September is a no-fishing period. All fishing boats moored in the port are prohibited from sailing and fishing, but one day half a month ago, a fishing boat arrived in the mist. To the port of Rendona.
    "My people have been following the ship for a long time. They set off from Nobita, the Viking Kingdom. During this time, they changed their route and passed through the icy sea, and finally arrived at Rendona Port half a month ago."
    “It sounds nothing suspicious. Every year during the fishing ban, many fishing boats will fish from other waters and send them to Jiudunling.”
   Lorenzo said while listening.
   "The problem is that their fishing boats did not unload after they were parked, and no one came out. They just stopped at the dock. After a few days of exposure, the fish and shrimps started to smell bad before they caught people’s attention."
    "So...is there any value in this fishing boat?"
   This is an essential question, everything has its value, even if this fishing boat is also the case now, a fishing boat that has not unloaded, Lorenzo can't understand how he alarmed the big man Shrike.
    "It is not as simple as a fishing boat."
   Shrike told the concealed story, and the alcohol set off the atmosphere and made him feel much better.
 "My business is not only here in Old Dunling, but also in the surrounding areas... That ship carried things that he shouldn't have. My people have been tracking it, using a new-style steam ship, which is faster than them. More than doubled.
   Originally, they would stop them in the North Sea, and then let this hapless fishing boat sleep forever on the bottom of the sea and send the Vikings back to their hall of spirits. "
   Drinking the remaining wine in the glass, he continued.
 "But the accident happened, as if Odin was favoring them. The fishing boat sailed into the icy sea, and my people lost their tracks in the storm. Then, just as I said, they arrived in Renndor. At the port of Nagoya, the fish and shrimps are just a cover up, the real goods have been shipped away long ago."
    "So what I want to check is the mysterious cargo, right?"
   Lorenzo lowered his head and smoked his pipe, nodding while talking.
    "Yes, according to the list, that Wall is the sailor of the Silverfish. Since they arrived, this group of people has evaporated. Wall, I am the only one who can find a trace."
    "Counting the captain's chief officer, there are 17 people in total. Excluding the dead Wall, the remaining 16 people are still missing."
    "But now the only Wall is killed by you."
   Shrike did not say angrily.
   Lorenzo looked at him, and the confusion in his heart did not diminish.
    "Why don't you do it yourself and grab the individual."
   "This cargo is related to a certain duke, and my people cannot appear on the scene." Shrike is the king in the dark, but when facing the noble duke, he will still be embarrassed.
    "What about the goods?"
    "I don't know, I only know that it is sealed in an iron box."
   Lorenzo smiled.
    "Look, another vague request, can I go to the blacksmith to bring an iron box and receive the reward?"
   Shrike was not angry at Lorenzo's provocation this time. He was calm and uncharacteristic.
    "Do you believe in things like the sixth sense?"
    "You mean intuition?"
 "probably."
   Shrike looked down at the revolver on the table, and there were paintings of ghosts and gods carved on the bullet nest. He was fascinated.
   "You will understand when you first see it...just like intuition, when you see that iron box, you will recognize it."
   The words are mysterious and mysterious, this is what Lorenzo has never seen before, and he feels a little bad.
    "Shrike, you still have a lot of things that you haven't explained to me."
   This is a fragmented story, even Lorenzo is somewhat at a loss, behind which he can't see clearly.
   "You are just a detective I hired, not my accountant. You had better not know so much about my business."
   Shrike refused to reveal more, his eyes were firm.
    "This is for your good."
   "The rest of the information is here. The carriage is already waiting for you outside. You can check it on the way to the hospital."
   Speaking, Shrike took out a document, flipped through a few pages, tore off the parts that Lorenzo shouldn’t know, and threw it to him.
    "You know how much I trust you, I am the hated butcher bird, and you are the iron thorn that pierced my prey."
   Shrike looked at him.
    "So go, if you don't do it well, I will fill in the last bullet." He was referring to the one-sixth probability revolver.
    "Okay, okay."
   Lorenzo got up and picked up the file, turned and left, but stopped again.
   "Is it still my way, right?"
    "I only care about the outcome of this matter."
   This is probably an answer, Lorenzo pushed open the iron gate and left without looking back.
   ...
   Walking out of the rocky castle, the cold air poured into Lorenzo’s nose in an instant. The air was so humid and cold and depressed.
   It’s so cold...
 Old Dunling is like this. With thousands of tons of water vapor permeating day and night, it will always be rainy and rainy. They gather above the city as if a cloud dome covers everything, and the sun will illuminate the cloudy sky golden, like the sky It is also burning in general.
   The coachman was already waiting for Lorenzo outside. This time Lorenzo walked directly into the carriage and looked through the documents.
 The scenery outside the car windows changed slowly. After a few inspections, they entered the outer city. Unlike the run-down and desolate of the Xiacheng District, you can see towering Gothic and Balot-style buildings everywhere, and tall steam towers erected there. Between each block, billowing smoke rose from the chimney, turning everything gray.
   This is the birthplace of steam technology, the most advanced city in the world. With technological innovation and development, everyone lives with hope.
   The document is fixed with a delicate iron frame, and the edges are decorated with mottled brass. This is a common decoration technique in this era. Gears and pipes seem to be like steam machines. For this reason, there are a group of people who worship those hot machines, believing that they are the mighty power bestowed by gods.
   Opening the document, Lorenzo read it carefully in the swaying carriage.
   What is written here is much more detailed than what the Shrike said, most of which are personally dictated by the person under investigation, and the words are messy, but without exception, they are all recorded.
   I feel more comfortable seeing Lorenzo here. In the past, the people who handled the case only kept the important and concise parts, causing some of the accounts to look extremely cold.
 To write down every sentence in detail is Lorenzo’s opinion. Only in this way can Lorenzo feel that he is facing a person when facing this piece of paper, a real flesh and blood person, he is talking about , Speak out everything slowly.
    Reached his hand into his arms and took out an exaggerated iron box, which was neatly filled with cigarettes.
    Picking up one of the red-lined cigarettes, Lorenzo picked it up and looked at everything on the file.
   The inside of the carriage was filled with smoke, slowly rising.
   Time seems to have slowed down. The contents of the tobacco spread to his nerves after the blood exchange, and his gray-blue eyes were gleaming.
   As if the carriage stepped into another world, the window darkened, and finally turned into pitch black. In this darkness, only the light from Lorenzo’s cigarette was left.
    "Let me see you..."
    Lorenzo whispered softly, and with the faint light from the cigarette, his fingers rubbed the rough surface of the paper, and he muttered the words on the document silently in his heart.
   The so-called “speaking spirit” is simple to understand, that is, the words are spoken and they are spirited, just like the classic “God says there must be light, so there is light”.
   That is the narrative from the bottom of my heart, so the "spirit" ferments in the dark.
   Lorenzo looked at the documents under the firelight, and suddenly there was a rapid sound of wind in the darkness, sweeping over him with the fishy smell of sea water.
   It seemed that something was approaching Lorenzo. It was crawling slowly on the ground, making a sticky and disgusting sound, and its pupils watched the pensive man quietly, and it stopped not far away.
    A thunderstorm passed by, and the darkness was lit up for a moment under the hold of the storm, and the ground shook the mountains.
   Although it was only a moment, it was still possible to see Lorenzo sitting in a chair and lowering his head in thought, with his vision zoomed out, and he would see that he was on the silverfish at this moment.
   The sea beat the sinking ship, the strange cold wind stroked him, and the cracked and wet deck in front of him was now full of people.
   As if none of this existed, Lorenzo coldly raised his head and looked at the silhouette paled by the thunder, seaweed-like hair swaying in the wind, and the sea ticking like blood.
   Lorenzo had no fear at all, as if everything could not be more ordinary.
    "Where have you been?"
   He questioned the weird darkness.
   The crew disappeared out of thin air, the mysterious cargo. He was looking for the weirdness hidden between the lines in this word, the thing that really pushed all of this.
   The flash of thunder was about to leave. At the end of this light, Lorenzo noticed a trace of old blood.
   The creature staring at him in the dark.
    Turning his head abruptly, Lorenzo found the key point.
    His gaze swept away quickly, it was a hideous corner, but then that corner overlapped with the familiar face, and the voice sounded.
    "Mr. Holmes?"
   The coachman opened the door and looked at Lorenzo in the smoke. His eyes were dull and hollow, as if he was looking at himself.
   It wasn't until the ashes burned Lorenzo's fingers that he reacted like he was waking up from a big dream and dropped the cigarette butt.
   As the coachman opened the door, everything that was strange and dreamlike was over.
   The sky is still gloomy, and the coachman’s face is somewhat disappointed.
    "Sir, I thought you wouldn't touch hallucinogens or something."
   It has been a long time since the Victoria Central Hospital has arrived. Lorenzo did not respond after he called many times. He even said that when he opened the door of the car, Lorenzo was still in the illusion of sluggishness.
    Although working for the bosses of all gangsters, the coachman still instinctively resists things like hallucinogens. The young man thinks this is the key to heaven, but in his opinion it is an invitation to hell.
    "You know, sometimes I need some inspiration in my business."
   Lorenzo smiled and did not answer directly.
   The coachman stepped sideways and stepped aside, still muttering when Lorenzo got out of the car.
    "If you need it, I know a few good drug addiction specialists... just a little rougher."
   Out of courtesy, Lorenzo thanked the coachman for his concern with a smile, strode forward, and walked towards the magnificent castle-like hospital.
   (End of this chapter)
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 This is a hell of a Victorian fantasy novel.
 Add a spoonful of steam engine to make the damn science and technology tree move! Add a spoonful of love and hatred, so everyone has a reason to fight! Add a spoonful of neurosis to make this dark world easier, and finally add a spoonful of natural disasters to be the main boss… Wait! Worry is too much!
 …
 The year 931 of the English calendar.
 My city is rated as the most advanced city in the West.
 The main reason is the steam technology that is subverting the world, the source of emerging technology and chaos.
 It cannot be denied, but this is the case, and there is still an endless stream of people who come to live here.
 This city will always give you a glimmer of hope, whether it is a lie or an illusion, but it’s close at hand, as if it’s within reach, making you forget your life.
 Psychedelic city.
 I am a dreamer.
 (Also known as “Steampunk 2077”, “Evangelion of the Old Century”, “The Fall of Titans (Fantasy Edition)”, “The Armor of Ancient Gods Reproduction” and “Modern Warframe”)
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 Shen Lian traveled across the fantasy continent, awakened the Yintian subsystem, slashed ghosts, punished evil spirits, restarted mythology, and descended into the world.
 Acquired black and white impermanence, ghosts and ghosts, impermanence kills. 
 Obtain the image of the city god, majestic majesty, and quell the evil spirits. 
 Obtain the bull’s head and horse face, the good and evil Rakshas, ​​and isolate the three ways.
 Step by step, hold the life and death of the Three Realms, restart the yin and yang order, hold the netherworld, and define reincarnation.
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 Gu Zuo: Are you sick?
 Gongyi Tianheng: You have medicine?
 Gu Zuo: You’re sick!
 Gongyi Tianheng: If I say I’m sick, can you cure me?
 Gu Zuo: If I say I have medicine, would you want it?
 Gongyi Tianheng: However much you have is how much I want.
 Gu Zuo: However much you want is how much I have.
 Gongyi Tianheng: Then bring it all out.
 Gu Zuo: …
 Simply speaking, a scaredy-cat shou transmigrated and had to think of a way to survive. He had a golden finger called Medicine Refining System, but unfortunately, he didn’t have the ingredients needed to refine medicine and level up.
 A great young master to an Empire’s preeminent Clan had a super high IQ, but his talent for cultivation was low. Unfortunately, pill refiners were too hard to develop, and weren’t restricted to his personal service. But he could acquire plenty of ingredients.
 Two people, one was sick and one had medicine. Therefore, the one who was sick kept the one who had medicine, and everyone was happy.
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 This is Faerun. 
 A world where countless intelligent races bloom the flower of life, and humans are just one of the newly rising ones. 
 Elves, dwarves, gnomes, halflings, sea elves, and mermen all cling to their isolated island cities, and the wilderness is filled with goblins, hobgoblins, orcs, gnolls, kobolds, shark-like fishmen and various monster tribes. 
 In order to survive and for the continuation of the race, each intelligent race is carefully managing. 
 The Feywild, Shadow Plane, Ether Plane, and Astral Plane are entangled with the material plane and are difficult to distinguish from each other. 
 In their own kingdoms, the gods plot private fights for their beliefs and use all living beings as pawns. 
 Devils and demons whisper in the abyss of hell, spying on the souls of the world. 
 Ancient evils are imprisoned and dormant, waiting for the world to fall into a new round of chaos. 
 The Giant Empire still echoes in this ancient land. 
 The shadow of the dragon still shrouds the sky of this world. 
 Gavin, the legendary warrior, is reborn as a fate reshaper. He must use his foresight to find a shortcut in the cracks, step by step, to open up his own future and reverse the tragedy that tore the whole world apart. 
 Gavin will start a different way of farming. The kobolds will help him mine, the goblins will help him farm, and the giants will help him charge into battle - magic farming is the kingly way. 
 … 
 The Lord's magic farming article is slow to heat up, please give a little patience and support. 
 There are a lot of prepared materials, the writing speed is fast, there are a lot of manuscripts, and the character is guaranteed.
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 The Tao fire will never be extinguished, and the devil's seed will be passed down forever. Cultivation that goes against the will of heaven will lead to elixirs that follow the heavens. This is the story of a young man who was invaded by a demon and grew up practicing in a Taoist sect that regards demons as the enemy of life and death. He was labeled as someone who "needs to be vigilant" and his life path was destined to be different.
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 After Yang Ming traveled to the world of national awakening, he thought he could make a difference.
 But who knows, he has been doing nothing for more than ten years.
 If he is ordinary, there is a high probability that his offspring will also be ordinary.
 He has always thought so.
 But what he never thought of was.
 A dark and stormy night.
 The eldest son took the lead in the showdown.
 "Father, don't pretend anymore, I'm a god-level talent [Space Cutting] Awakened, I have a showdown!"
 When the second son heard this, he simply stopped pretending.
 "Old Yang, I don't pretend anymore, I'm an awakened God-level talent [Time Control]."
 Seeing this scene, the third son directly summoned an overlord-level beast - the Night Demon Dragon.
 "Dad, I'm an awakened God-level talent [Eternal Summoning]."
 After the youngest daughter saw the demon dragon, her tears flowed down her cheeks.
 "Third Brother, can I eat it? I am an awakened God-level talent [Swallowing Heaven and Earth]."
 After the children have finished introducing themselves.
 The pressure came to Shi Yu's side in an instant.
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 After waking up, people all over the world have traveled to an infinite ice world.
 In this world, everyone starts out as a green locomotive.
 If you want to survive, you can only continue to arrive at the train station for supplies.
 But at the same time, hunger, fatigue, and crisis have become the biggest problems.
 When others are still worrying about not having food for the next meal.
 Su Chen directly obtained the farm space and started with a devil fruit tree.
 And got a frozen fruit from Admiral Aokiji.
 Since then, Su Chen has lived a happy life.
 While others are still worrying about food and clothing, Su Chen has built an ecological carriage.
 And a lot of food and special props are planted in the farm.
 Take a screenshot of your train and food in the world chat.
 Su Chen couldn't help laughing, this is the life he wants!
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 Luan Qingxiao became a member of the Plot Amendment Research Institute, and already encountered a hurdle on her first mission.
 She was to play the role of the antagonist, who would become the fuel the male and female lead needed to finally fall in love. However, the results from her work are unacceptable, the white lotus female lead is developing feelings toward her…
 Nie Zhen’er’s face is like a delicate peach blossom. Remaining shy, and frightened to leave, with her eyes and red lips gently open: Qingxiao, I like you.
 Luan Qingxiao: … I do too!
 Who would be willing to reject such a beauty?
 System 520: Wait, wait a minute! What is this situation?!
 1. [Campus Hipster], the school bully x the campus belle √
 520: Great Host, you must bully her, humiliate her, frame her, it’s crucial that the male lead saves her in these situations!
 Luan Qingxiao: No problem.
 …
 520: Great Host, the situation doesn’t seem quite right, why would the female lead like the girl who bullied her, humiliated her, and framed her??
 Luan Qingxiao lowered her eyes and smiled softly: because she understands me.
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 5 years ago, Earth was subject to an event now known as the “World Awakening”.
 At that time, the world completely changed. Mana awakened in the world, gates began opening, and a holographic screen showed up in front of the eyes of every human that outlined their “status”.
 Each individual was given a talent to start with, ranging from simple abilities like enhanced eyesight to insane fantasy stuff like pyrokinesis.
 And within this myriad of abilities, Damien awakened a spatial affinity with the skill “short-distance teleportation”.
 At first, he was excited, thinking about intense battles and gaining great power, but the reality was quick to shoot him down.
 His ability only worked in the area 10 meters around himself, and his physical stats were insanely weak, leaving him tired after using his ability a couple of times.
 Disillusioned by his weakness, Damien lived a quiet life doing anything he could to meet ends meet, until one day, everything changed.
 Damien was betrayed and thrown into a gate, left to fend for himself in a labyrinth of beasts.
 Something snapped in him that day. He refused to stay weak and keep his head down any longer.
 When he emerged from the darkness, he found himself in a new world with no idea how to return to earth.
 However, he wasn’t the same kid he was when he first fell.
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 Crossing to become the seventh prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but after waking up, the supreme bone was seized and turned into a waste. Su Mang started his signing career in Youzhou City with the idea of ​​being so meticulous to be invincible.
 
 “The host successfully signed in today and obtained the Sunflower Book.”
 
 “The host successfully signed in today and obtained the Jiulong Town Tianjing.”
 
 “The host successfully signed in today and won a thousand-year flat peach.”
 
 Five years later, when the Great Master struck with heavy troops and was about to destroy Youzhou in one fell swoop and take the imperial capital directly, before hundreds of thousands of troops, a figure appeared vaguely, and the sky and the earth broke apart with their hands, killing Wushuang!
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 [Fake Farming] [Race Hegemony] [Dark Wind] [Abyss Text]
 This is an era of All People lords, and it is also an era of ten thousand races for hegemony!
 Everyone in this era has the opportunity to become a lord, recruit soldiers, strengthen the territory, command the people, and become king and emperor.
 As long as you are strong enough, all the secrets, wealth, treasures, generals, beauties, everything you want can belong to you!
 Among all living beings, Wu Wei also became a lord. However, unlike other lords, Wu Wei's troops are demons. And his territory is called the endless abyss by the outside world!
 The environment here is extremely harsh, there are no suitable minerals, and there is no land suitable for survival. The only thing here is the most ferocious and brutal demon soldiers.
 "What, no food, no mines, no resources, how can I develop?"
 "It doesn't matter, although I don't have one, other lords have it!"
 In the endless abyss and the demon army, Wu Wei plunders everything and conquers everything. All he could see was death. Wherever he goes, there is destruction.
 I don't know how many years later, Wu Wei, who has an endless territory, began to be called the source of disaster, the god of war, and the doomsday disaster.
 But his most widely circulated name is always——Lord of the Abyss!
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 At the beginning of the game, you travel to a parallel world where all the people control beasts.
 Here, monsters are rampant and monsters are rampant.
 Only by becoming the top beast master can one be able to protect oneself, and Xu Li's initial beast master is the legendary Queen Medusa who can drive hundreds of millions of snakes. It is extremely difficult to evolve, but fortunately, it is bound to the [God Pet Evolution System], which can perfectly evolve battle pets.
 "Ding Dong, congratulations to the host, your contract pet has reached the evolution condition."
 "Advanced success!"
 "Ding Dong, congratulations to the host, your contract pet has reached the full evolution state [Queen Medusa]"
 In a blink of an eye,
 A few years have passed, and Qin Mu watched the Medusa snake he had raised for so many years turn into a peerless beauty with an overpowering appearance, a gratified smile appeared on Qin Mu's face...
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 Every overbearing president will always have a coquettish, pure, or lively white moonlight in their hearts. They are the vicious female partners in the novel, the stepping stones of the heroine, and the tool to promote the feelings of the hero and heroine. In the end, because of jealousy, run-down and decay she became a coquettish bit*h that everyone hated. However, one day-after Su Luó , who is unreasonable, indifferent and calm came… the domineering president of every world would be desperate, heartbroken, and desperate to make a living. Love is like poison, making people crazy and go crazy..
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