I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 313 Cold Justice

distance.

As the ocean-going ship Wiltins landed, the huge beam of light from the Jupiter Observatory lighthouse rose into the sky.

Jiang Menghan gently clasped his hands together and blew out a breath of hot air:
"It looks like a planetary engine."

Su Wen smiled and spread his hands:

“Maybe it can really move this huge foggy island under our feet.”

He stood elegantly in the shadow of the harbor as a European gentleman in a black coat.

Jiang Menghan, wearing a slim grey chiffon shirt, stood not far from the port.

She wore an exquisite tweed hat with European-style patterns on her head, which made her look quiet yet beautiful.

now.

This set is divided based on the lighthouse beam.

The image of the port with its brass steam machinery structure as the background, accompanied by thick fog and gas lights, was also perfectly recorded in the system.

[Collected game CG: Fog Sea: Lighthouse]

five minutes later.

Famir just walked out of the outermost hatch of the Wiltings carrying a large bag.

She and Jiang Menghan walked towards the high NASA astronomical observatory.

Su Wen simply lowered the brim of his hat.

As some bounty hunters left, dozens of extremely compact nano drones popped out.

Due to the characteristics of the Lost Sea, the energy signals of those nano-drones are extremely weak, and they cannot even transmit information over long distances.

But none of this is critical.

after all.

Su Wen had already set his sights on tonight, and on the 'clear point' after that.

The half hour recorded on the quartz clock dial slowly passed.

He walked towards the steam dock that Famir had provided for him.

The lights of the port became increasingly distant, and the entire Jupiter Monument Island gradually became blurred in the thick fog of the night.

But the huge steam town is still roaring.

The hidden and low metal streets occasionally lit up with lights that flickered.

Among the stacked brass-colored mechanical buildings, there are many houseplates with a few paragraphs of English introductions hung diagonally.

This is a mixed area, with native Americans who moved here in recent years due to the expansion of the Lost Sea, as well as descendants of castaways.

The leaky pipes made a dripping sound in the night.

Su Wen suddenly saw a faint red dot on the map.
And just the next second.

Along with the moment when the flickering lights disappeared.

Su Wen nimbly grabbed the low pipe beside him and leaped into the deeper shadows.

then.

He remained stealthy, lurking in the shadows of the town's narrow metal pipes, looking down the road he had just walked.

One minute later.

Because the nano drone's sleep signal has been temporarily lifted.

Su Wen immediately figured it out.
They were three bounty hunters from the Wiltings, emerging from the narrow path he had just passed through:

"I heard it's here?"

"He's just a lame old man. What's the point of the inspector asking me to come here?"

One of the bounty hunters said in a contemptuous tone,
"but.

I heard that someone on Inspector Saroyan's side was still in contact with Les Onton, who was driven out of Detroit by the mob.

Maybe we can make a lot of money from this.”

"Then when we return, we're going to Las Vegas to have some fun."

Accompanied by the strange laughter of the three people.

The next second, there was a loud sound of kicking the door.

Under the violent behavior of the extraordinary person, the old brass door that had long been worn and deformed was quickly kicked open.

As the dim lights in the house came on.

Su Wen's micro drone also saw what happened next.

It was a hunchbacked old man who was trembling in the small room. He had a pair of old-fashioned mechanical eyepieces on his face and a broken wooden stick tightly held in his hand.

at the same time.

A young girl wearing a grey robe and with fear in her eyes was also hiding behind him.

The old man's voice was hoarse. He said with a bit of uneasiness in his vigilance:

“Who are you.

Breaking into a private house late at night!
Aren't you afraid that we will report it to the guards stationed on the island?"

Facing the old man's trembling warning, the bounty hunter with dyed yellow hair and a black leather jacket with dozens of rivets on his body spat with disdain:
“Old man.

Stop pretending.

Even if I beat you to death here today, the guards will not punish me.

If you are smart, give me the data from three months ago."

"What data?"

“Do you know Detroit Deputy Inspector Saroyan?
Don't play dumb with me."

He kicked over the workbench next to him.

Accompanied by the sound of countless mechanical parts falling to the ground on the workbench.

The bounty hunter also had a grim smile on his face:
“The carnival team has been too arrogant recently.

They thought that they could run rampant in the underground mafia of Detroit by relying on the connections of the legendary Rhine and Fars Chamber of Commerce.

Wait for me to come back.

Every single one of them will be killed by me and the Detroit Police Department.

Old stuff.

Don't think I don't know. You were able to sneak here because of the carnival."

That's right.

Some of the people, including these three bounty hunters, are actually gang members planted by Detroit Deputy Police Inspector Saroyan.

Along with his vicious words and the true message contained in them.

The hunchbacked old man couldn't help but take a step back.

Another gang member said with a disgusting smile:

"I think this old man's granddaughter is pretty good."

The other person also licked his tongue and replied with a grin:
"Hahaha, it's true."

Hear them say that.

The old man rushed towards them, swinging the stick in his hand:
"You beasts! I'll fight you!"

just.

Even if he wanted to fight desperately, his hunched body and disabled legs were no longer able to support him.

Just the next second.

He was kicked down by the gangster standing in the front and fell heavily to the ground.

now.

There was also a hint of coldness in Su Wen's eyes as he stood in the shadows.

As he said on the Wiltings, relying on the law is only the bottom line of society, but in the Lost Sea, which is a border that is completely different from the social order of the real world.

What happens next.

Perhaps he is no stranger to rediscovering justice during the night of fire in Detroit.

and so.

Next.

Su Wen silently stood up from the shadows.

In the boundless fog of the night, a gentle breeze quietly rippled:
[Origin Point - Hyacinth - Theory of Natural Selection - Evolution of Life (Glimmer)]

Under the strengthening of the Hyacinth Origin Point day and night for nearly half a year.

Su Wen, who has not yet entered the second level of transcendence (Silver Sea Resonance), has already reached the peak of the second level in terms of life strength alone.

Not to mention the strength of his psychic powers and the mental strength to be able to face the Lord of the Abyss.

There are only three gangsters in front of him who haven’t even reached the high level of the first level (Spirit Awakening).

He no longer needs to hide himself.

Taking advantage of the thick fog in the middle of the night, he walked silently behind them in a black windbreaker.

at the same time.

The leading gang member standing in the front had a sly smile on his face and stomped hard on the old man who was curled up on the ground:
"Old man, you don't think anyone can come to rescue you now, do you?

A bunch of dirty vagrants, no one will care about you even if you die.

Pooh.

Low-level pigs like you.

I have killed dozens of people in Detroit, and the only thing I can do before I die is to provide some entertainment for others."

But before his feet even touched the ground.

Su Wen had already appeared behind them.

Silently and swiftly, he clamped the person closest to him and used him as a weapon to smash the other two people with great force.

The huge kinetic energy instantly knocked the three people to the ground.

Even the gangster who was clamped by him as a weapon had both arms broken and deformed.

They fell to the ground, feeling the tremendous pain all over their bodies, and at the same time finally saw the people behind them.

He was a stranger with a stern face, a slender figure and no emotion in his eyes.

The gang leader shouted in a timid tone:

"who are you?"

At the same time, he insidiously took out a bloody steel dagger from his waist.

But Su Wen just replied coldly:
"The one who saved them."

He took a step forward and stepped hard on the gang leader's hand where the dagger was hidden.

The enormous trampling force instantly crushed the dagger and palm in the thug's hand together.

"Ah~!!"

Accompanied by the painful screams of the gangsters.

There was no emotion on Su Wen's face.

He just squatted down slowly and gracefully.

He stared at the garbage that desecrated life with his cold eyes, and at the same time, he gently grasped the gang leader's neck with his right hand:
“I actually do get curious sometimes.

A bunch of people like you who are not even human beings.

Why do you have the right to trample on those who may have to pay with their lives to barely survive? "

But Su Wen did not give the thug any chance to answer.

He just held that piece of garbage's head.

once.

Again.

one more time!
It hit the rusty metal pipe nearby.

Accompanied by blood oozing from the metal pipes and continuous muffled sounds.

His cold words also rang out:
"If bullying those who have nothing can bring you spiritual joy.

So now.

It's time to celebrate yourself.

Trash."