Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 17 017 Bottom City Scenery
In the study of the factory area sanctuary, Hollis Wu was looking through Luo Meng Zhang's collection of books.

The officer of the Divine Guard bent over and examined the head on the table.

"The cut surface of the neck was smooth. He cut very decisively."

The guard held his chin in his hand. "It shows that he had already decided to kill someone, but he had to torture them like this first. The people coming out of the bottom city are really beasts."

Hollis Wu calmly turned the page and said, "Officer Semu, can't you just throw this thing away? I think I can smell something bad."

Officer Semm straightened up and shouted outside: "Mike!"

The door opened and the deacon, who was called Mike but whose real name was Qian Guangtong, came in with his head lowered.

Officer Semu grabbed the head by the hair and threw it into Mike's arms: "Take it out and throw it away."

Mike held his breath, and even though his deacon robe was stained, he didn't dare to say anything. He hugged his head and turned to walk out.

Officer Semu picked at the dried blood on the table. "Something must have happened in the study that day—he knew Lord Lomond wanted him dead, and his killing of He Da Ge was the best proof. A man this cruel and tyrannical wouldn't listen to reason, so it makes perfect sense that his next target would be Lord Lomond."

Hollis Wu nodded slightly. "That makes sense, and it's perfectly reasonable."

"But how did he kill him?"

Hollis Wu squinted and said, "With that knife?"

The Sejm guard remained silent, and the matter no longer made sense.

Hollis Wu said, "Let's take a step back. Even if he really did kill Luo Meng Zhang by chance, he only killed a physical body. I've already checked, and there are no spirits wandering in this study."

"Do you think Feng Xiuhu not only killed Luo Mengzhang, but also annihilated Luo Mengzhang's spirit?"

Officer Semu suggested, "Guessing like this is too slow. Why not just do as I said before? Capture Feng Xiuhu and throw him in jail for interrogation. Give me one night, and I promise to find out everything about him since his mother's womb."

"Yes, I trust the Divine Guard's interrogation methods." Hollis Wu nodded. "Then the missionary affairs of the Divine Guard will be handed over to you, Officer Semu. Are you willing to take your men for a walk in the sewers?"

The sewer is what the people in the upper city generally call the lower city.

The people of Dicheng are rats living in the gutter - Luo Mengzhang once called Feng Xiuhu that, and so did Mike.

The Sejm officer fell silent again.

Of course he didn't want to go to that kind of hellish place.

Dirty, smelly, disgusting, even the toilets in uptown are cleaner than there.

Hollis Wu smiled silently and asked, "Or can you find another person like Feng Xiuhu in Dicheng to replace him to compete with the Rat Tail Gang and snatch faith from the temple in Dicheng?"

Now Officer Seim was completely silent.

"You're right about one thing, though."

Hollis Wu waved his hand. "Something must have happened in this study. Mike said he heard Luo Meng Zhang yelling, 'Who?' outside the door."

"That means someone else was here at that time. I can sense the remnants of the fog. Luo Mengzhang used magic here."

"So what I think is that Feng Xiuhu was indeed looking for trouble that day, and Luo Mengzhang used his magic to kill him, but someone else broke in and quickly killed Luo Mengzhang."

Officer Semu replied, "Mike was guarding outside the entire time. He said no one except Feng Xiuhu had ever gone in."

Hollis Wu turned his head to look at the window. The window was open. No one had touched the furnishings in the study since Luo Meng Zhang disappeared.

"It's quite high up here, isn't it?"

Hollis Wu seemed to be talking to himself.

Officer Seim was awakened.

Hollis Wu chuckled. "To be able to sneak in silently from such a high place, this assassin friend might have floated in with the wind."

"Is this a warning from the temple?" asked the Seim guard.

Hollis Wu shook his head. "Maybe they're just venting their dissatisfaction. After all, the President is on their side."

Feng Xiuhu got up very early.

Today was his first time to truly go down to the bottom city.

In the past, he always stood on the white stone wall of the lower city and looked down. But when he came out of the elevator at this moment, he had a more intuitive impression of the lower city.

A faint stench filled the damp air, and the dilapidated, old huts were huddled together like a nest of chaotic insects, leaving only narrow and intricate muddy paths.

There were no bright colors anywhere in sight, only dirty, dull colors.

The brothers were already waiting downstairs.

After recruiting He Dage's men, Feng Xiuhu's troops nearly doubled in size.

Seeing Feng Xiuhu and Shunzi coming out, Damazi and Ermazi each walked forward holding a wooden barrel.

The wooden barrel is full of cakes.

Shunzi took out three pieces of cake, put one in his mouth, then handed one to Feng Xiuhu, and put the last one in his bag to keep for Feng Xiuhu.

He waved his hand, and Damazi and Ermazi started distributing the wooden barrels. Each brother took two pieces, one for breakfast and the other for dinner.

Feng Xiuhu took a bite and found that it was filled with meat.

When working today, Shunzi will not be stingy at this time and must let his brothers have enough strength.

Shunzi finished the meat pie in three bites and waved to call Big Ears.

"Follow the old rules. Lead your people to the west, and we will take care of the east."

Big Ears nodded in response.

The crowd split into two groups. Big Ear led the group to the west, while Feng Xiuhu and Shunzi led the group straight into the muddy path.

A large group of people sometimes walked through the alleys and sometimes crossed the roofs. Everyone they met along the way avoided them, either turning around and changing routes or closing their doors.

In this base city, they are not even as popular as rats.

At first, Feng Xiuhu tried to remember the way, but after turning a few more corners, he gave up. If Shunzi hadn't led the way, he estimated that he would have been unable to get out even after three days and three nights of wandering around.

But Feng Xiuhu could still tell the general direction - the reason was simple: the easternmost end of the city was the high wall of Broken Wave Bridge, and the village building was built right at the angle between the white stone wall and Broken Wave Bridge, so after they entered the city, they actually just headed south towards the mudflats.

After reaching the bottom, sweep all the way back.

After walking for a long time, Feng Xiuhu finally saw the sea.

There was a mudflat not far ahead, and the entire city was left behind. Feng Xiuhu took a few quick steps and jumped onto a big rock. The sea breeze blew towards him, blowing away all the lingering stench.

Scattered figures can be seen on the mudflats. They are lying in the mud with net bags on their backs, busy preparing for their next meal.

Feng Xiuhu turned around and sat down, watching Shunzi direct the brothers to divide into several groups, and then disperse to knock on the doors of each household.

While looking around, Feng Xiuhu discovered a strange place. There were no houses built near the wall of Duanlang Bridge. It seemed that there was an invisible boundary separating the wall and the bottom city, leaving a blank area more than ten meters wide.

Shunzi came over after making all the arrangements, and Feng Xiuhu asked him about it.

Shunzi pointed to the high Broken Wave Bridge and said, "The gentlemen in the upper city sometimes throw things down from the bridge. If they get too close, the house will be damaged."

Feng Xiuhu was stunned: "Airdrop?"

Shunzi didn't understand and scratched the back of his head. "Most of the time it's useless stuff, but sometimes there are good things like fruit peels or leftover food."

He pointed towards the small figures over there: "Look, they are waiting there just to try their luck."

(End of this chapter)