In the silence of just a few seconds, too many unsuccessful possibilities dissipated into silence.

After hearing the appropriate horror shown by the name at first, Yeats frowned and looked at the man on the bench with disgust and alertness.

After all, he didn't choose to punch his dog's head.

Just a cold response: "Sorry, I don't know what you are talking about."

"Well, I should be so. To be honest, I'm not sure."

Sherlock pinched his pipe and smiled heartily: "After all, reasoning lacks directional evidence is just a joke, and it is not even a reasoning, it is just a slight guess from the drama.

only……"

After taking a harsh sip, he sighed regretfully: "If you were not that gentleman, this story would be too boring."

God's fucking gentleman.

What is yourself?

Zuo Fei?

Huai Shi's eyes twitched slightly, and she was really unable to understand the purpose of the man in front of her.

After all, he didn't think that Yeats he played was perfect. If he had a purpose, he would definitely take action. If his opponent was really Sherlock Holmes, it would be natural to be caught.

But, is the other party confident or bluffing? Are they here to test or point it out?

What kind of intention do you have to contact yourself?

If you hesitate, will you miss the opportunity?

Maybe at this moment, the golden dawn that received the signal had already laid a net of heaven and earth.

As it turns out, once the baby gets trapped, it will be difficult to stop...

Or, just punch it?

And in the short gap of Huai Shi's contemplation, Sherlock continued: "I guess you either think I'm a lunatic or are planning to kill me, so I decided to show some sincerity first.

Then, start to reason——”

He raised his finger, pointed at Huai Shi's face, and announced solemnly:

“—You are a virgin!”

Crack.

The blue veins appeared on the back of Huai Shi's hand, and the joints were rubbing. Before she could react, her fists were already hard.

Holmes, are you...

Sherlock slowly took a breath of his pipe and said, "There is no need to say much about the possibility that you have a book of fate on you, but in my opinion, perhaps Russell, who was afraid of by Golden Dawn, was just a smoke bomb, you are

Like the real head and soul of the national genealogy today.”

In silence, Huai Shi has begun to accumulate strength.

Sherlock Holmes continued: "As a type like you, the password you like to use should be something that makes sense to you, for example, the birthday of an important person, a commemorative day, or... someone's name?"

Huai Shi's movements are stiff.

"According to my knowledge of you, although you are notorious in love, you are essentially a very upright and simple person. Perhaps because of the bad influence of your elders, you have a certain degree of marriage and feelings.

Exclusion and resistance.

But in your heart, maybe it's always right..."

"Okay, stop talking!"

Huai Shi was shocked, subconsciously glanced at him, and threw herself over and covered his mouth: "I believe you are real! Ten times are true, absolutely true... You should quickly take away your magical powers."

"This is just basic reasoning, my friend."

Sherlock, knocked on the ash, and continued, "Don't worry, don't care about the snoop.

Westcourt, who hosts the land of nothing, will have regular sleep, and there should be more than 70 hours before awakening. Thanks to your love poem just now, the fool may not have the courage to pay attention in a short period of time.

This is on this side.

That is to say, within at least ten minutes, this is a vacuum and real intelligence room in surveillance."

Speaking of this, Sherlock's expression suddenly became more and more pleasant: "Huh, the more he explains, the more he feels like he is an accomplice. It is an unprecedented experience.

Ah, I forgot to say that, I met for the first time, Mr. Huai Shi,

Day and peace.”

Huai Shi's expression twitched, and she sat on the chair opposite him, looking at the happy detective, suddenly she was a little bald. Could this guy have guessed that there was such a possibility, and suddenly came to the door to be excited.

Have you watched the fun?!

"So, Mr. Holmes."

Huai Shi looked at the 'teammate-type NPC' that seemed to be recruiting in front of her and asked curiously: "You don't seem to report me, will you help me?"

"Ah haha, of course... won't."

Sherlock Holmes shook his head regretfully and said without embarrassment: "Sorry, it is my instinct to solve mysteries and follow clues, but planning for crime is not within the scope of the detective's work.

Dear Mr. Moriarty.”

He stressed seriously: "My moral bottom line will never compromise with crime and destruction."

But even so, a dense note of paper still fell out of the sleeve and floated to Huai Shi.

Huai Shi only scanned the Book of Destiny halfway, and couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

The entire organizational structure and confidential department of Golden Dawn also have important materials storage locations, as well as information and brief descriptions about the chosen people, Arestas...

"...Your moral bottom line is a little too flexible, right?"

Huai Shi was stunned, holding the note and asked tentatively: "Can't you help more?"

"I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do."

Sherlock Holmes sighed: "If you are only satisfied with observational information, what I just gave you is enough. But if you want more, I'm afraid you can't do it alone, even if you add me, it won't do it."

Besides, I have rules that cannot be violated..."

As a record of events that inherited many detectives and reasoning elements, among which the most powerful and well-known detective has achieved, Sherlock Holmes's spirit has incredible intuition and reasoning ability, but at the same time, it also endures the most demanding restrictions.

His innate restrictions determine that he cannot commit any crime involving direct attacks and destruction. Otherwise, once the character collapses, he will suffer severe damage.

"Now, I'm afraid I can't help anything except being a bystander."

Sherlock reached out and pulled down his collar slightly, showing the broken cracks on his chest and the dim fluorescent inside: "Look, even if you only conduct a crime consultation, it's already a terrible problem."

This is the price of reasoning and pursuit that forcibly transcends limitations.

With scarce intelligence, exceeding the limit, speculating on the purpose of the destruction element is no longer reasoning, but almost divination and prophecy... Even if you bear such a huge price, you still get so thin.

Huai Shi was silent, looking at the scars on his body.

He could feel that the increasingly serious cracks that were almost on the verge of collapse because of Sherlock Holmes' indirect participation in the destruction again.

"But, since that's the case..."

Huai Shi asked curiously: "Then why should I help me?"

"Silly words!"

Sherlock Holmes smiled and asked remarkably, "Does there still need a reason to fight against evil?"

The Huai poem is speechless.

for a long time.

He stretched out his hand again and invited, "Then please help me as much as you can, Mr. Sherlock Holmes."

“That’s natural.”

The man held Huai Shi's hand without thinking, "As long as you don't dislike me, I can only be a spectator."

"That may not be."

Huai poem, a silent smile.

Even if you are just a spectator, who can underestimate Sherlock Holmes?

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.

torment.

This is the biggest feeling that all participants in the entire present and abyss now have every day.

Whether it is the present situation of combat readiness and fortifications while catching the knife or the sharpening of the abyss alliance, almost everyone can feel the increasingly intense irritability and anxiety day after day as the passage of time passes.

Especially, when a strange black shadow flashes behind your butt from time to time, stabs you...

Since the shameful second attack on the Paradise of the Paradise of the Blessed Land, Huai Shi's destruction has never stopped. Paradise of the Blessed Land, the dark eye, the jester, the golden dawn, the country's destruction... Except for the stubble of the Sea of ​​Thunder, there is no need to pull it away.

In addition, he took away all other places that could be pulled.
To be continued...