Chapter 1395 Doubt

In just a few seconds of silence, too many possibilities that had never happened were dissipated in the silence.

After hearing the appropriate horror at first hearing that name, 'Yeats' frowned and looked at the man on the bench with disgust and wariness.

After all, I didn't choose to blow his dog's head off with one punch.

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

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

Sherlock held his pipe and smiled heartily: "After all, reasoning that lacks directional evidence is just a joke, not even reasoning, it's just a slight dramatic guess.

only……"

After taking a hard puff, he sighed with regret: "If you were not that gentleman, this story would be too boring."

God damn that gentleman.

What do you think you are?

Sophie?

The corners of Huai Shi's eyes twitched slightly, and she was really unsure of the purpose of the man in front of her.

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

But, is the other party convinced or bluffing? Are you here to test or to point out?

What kind of thoughts do you have when you come into contact with yourself?

And if I hesitate any longer, will I miss the opportunity?

Maybe at this moment, the Golden Dawn, who got the signal, has laid a dragnet.

Facts have proven that once the baby is harnessed, it is difficult to stop...

Otherwise, let's just blow it up with one punch?

During the brief pause when Huai Shi was deep in thought, Sherlock continued: "I guess you either think I'm a lunatic now, or you're planning to kill me, so I decided to show a little sincerity first.

Then, let’s start reasoning first——”

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

"——You are a virgin!"

Boom.

Veins appeared on the back of Huai Shi's hand, and the joints rubbed together. Before he could react, his fist was already hard.

Holmes, what the hell...

Sherlock slowly took a drag on his pipe and said: "It goes without saying that you may have the Book of Destiny in your body, but in my opinion, maybe Russell, who is feared by the Golden Dawn, is just a smoke bomb, and you are The true head and soul of the heavenly lineage now resides.”

In the silence, Huai Shi had already begun to accumulate strength.

Holmes continued: "For a type like you, the password you like to use should be something meaningful to you, such as the birthday of an important person, a memorable day, or... someone's name?"

Huai Shi's movements froze in place.

"According to what I know about you, although you are notorious for relationships, you are essentially a very upright and simple person. Perhaps because of the bad influence of your elders, you have a certain degree of skepticism towards marriage and relationships. Rejection and resistance.

But in your heart, maybe you are always right..."

"Okay, stop talking!"

Huai Shi was shocked, glanced left and right subconsciously, rushed forward and covered his mouth: "I believe you are true! It's 100% true, absolutely true... You should quickly take away your magical powers."

"This is just basic reasoning, my friend."

Holmes grinned, knocked the ashes from his cigarette, and continued, "Don't worry about prying eyes.

Westcott, who presides over the Land of Nothing, goes into regular slumbers, and it should be more than seventy hours before he wakes up. And thanks to your love poem just now, the Fool may not have the courage to pay attention to this side in a short time.

In other words, for at least ten minutes, this place was a vacuum in surveillance, a real intelligence secret room. "

At this point, Sherlock's expression suddenly became more cheerful: "Huh, the more I elaborate, the more I feel like becoming an accomplice. It's really an unprecedented experience.

Ah, I forgot to mention, first meeting, Mr. Huai Shi, good day. "

Huai Shi's expression twitched. Sitting on the chair opposite him, looking at the great detective enjoying himself, he suddenly felt a little bald. Could it be that this guy guessed this possibility and suddenly came to watch the fun with great interest? !

"Well, Mr. Holmes."

Huai Shi looked at the 'teammate NPC' in front of her who seemed to be able to recruit, and asked curiously: "You don't seem to be reporting me, so will you help me?"

"Ahaha, of course... no."

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

Dear Mr. Moriarty. "

He solemnly emphasized: "My moral bottom line will never be compromised with crime and destruction."

But even though he said that, a densely written note still fell out of his sleeve and floated to Huai Shi's side.

Huaishi took the Book of Destiny and scanned only half of it when he couldn't help but gasp.

The entire organizational structure and confidential departments of the Golden Dawn, as well as the storage locations of important supplies, as well as information and brief descriptions about the Aleisters among the Chosen Ones...

"...Your moral bottom line is a little too flexible, isn't it?"

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

"Unfortunately, there is nothing I can do."

Holmes sighed: "If you are just satisfied and observing information, what I just gave you is enough. But if you want more, I'm afraid it's not something you can accomplish alone, not even with me."

Besides, I also have rules that I cannot break..."

As a record of events that has inherited many elements of detective and reasoning, among which the great detective with the greatest achievements and the most famous reputation, Sherlock Holmes’ spirit possesses incredible intuition and reasoning ability, but at the same time, it is also subject to the most stringent restrictions.

His innate limitations determine that it is impossible for him to commit any crime involving direct attack and destruction. Otherwise, once the personality collapses, oneself will also suffer heavy losses.

"Now, apart from being a bystander, I'm afraid I can't do anything to help."

Sherlock reached out and pulled down the collar slightly, showing the broken cracks on his chest and the dim fluorescence inside: "Look, even just a criminal consultation is enough."

This is the price of reasoning and chasing beyond limits.

In a situation where information is scarce, he exceeds his limits and speculates on the purpose involving elements of destruction. This is no longer reasoning, but almost divination and prophecy... Even after enduring such a huge price, what you get is still so thin.

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

He could feel that the cracks that had become more serious because Holmes was once again indirectly involved in the destruction through himself were almost on the verge of collapse.

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

Huai Shi asked curiously: "Then why do you want to help me?"

"Silly words!"

Holmes smiled and asked decisively, "Do you still need a reason to fight evil?"

Huaishi's poems are speechless.

for a long time.

Stretching out his hand again, he solemnly invited: "Then, please help me within your ability, Mr. Holmes."

"That's natural."

The man held Huai Shi's hand without thinking, "As long as you don't dislike me for being a spectator."

"That's not necessarily the case."

Huai poetry, a silent smile.

Even as a spectator, who can underestimate Sherlock Holmes?

torment.

This is the biggest feeling that all participants in the current situation and the abyss feel every day.

Whether they are seizing the time to make war preparations and fortifications or the Abyss Alliance sharpening their swords, almost everyone can feel the irritability and anxiety getting stronger day by day as the seconds pass.

Especially when a strange black shadow appears behind your butt and stabs you...

Ever since the second humiliating attack on Elysium, Huaishi's destruction has not stopped at all. Elysium, Dark Eye, Rigoletto, Golden Dawn, Kingdom Fall... except for the stubble in Thunder Sea, which is too hard to pick up. Apart from that, he searched every other place he could.

Sometimes it's okay to be picked up clean, because if nothing is picked up, he will curse and leave a bunch of bombs before leaving.

All I can say is that it is extremely unenvironmentally friendly.

In this atmosphere of fire prevention, theft prevention and sophora prevention, the difficult days passed like this day by day.

Even if the Golden Dawn is devoted to the current situation and has not participated too much in the war of the worlds, it can still feel the increasingly serious and tense atmosphere.

The security of the Hometown of Nowhere has been repeatedly raised, and the copy of the Great Mystery supported by Suluzhi's Quotations operates at full power every day, and all the chosen ones can feel unprecedented pressure.

And when another meeting ended and everyone left, Mathers still stayed where he was, waiting silently.

Until the projection of the Fool goes away and comes back.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mathers, but I still can't agree to your proposal."

At the meeting just now, during the final round of statements regarding Yeats's proposal for transformation, the Fool, who had gathered the subconscious minds of all the chosen ones, cast an abstention vote.

"I need a reason."

Mathers asked solemnly: "You know, now is not the time to talk about personal grudges."

"To be honest, I have no prejudice against Mr. Yeats, even though he has many prejudices against us..."

The Fool shook his head calmly: "In the past, I would have voted for this without hesitation, but not now."

He said: "Mr Yeats has changed a bit these days."

Mathers was slightly startled when he heard this.

But when I recalled it carefully, I couldn't think of anything unusual.

"Is there any?"

Aren't you still wandering around Maude like a licking dog every day, then reciting your love poems loudly regardless of the occasion and time, and then running away in tears after being rejected for the Nth time...

What's wrong?

it's common!

"In terms of performance alone, it is indeed not much, but it is almost fundamentally different from the previous behavior."

The Fool spread his hands, and dense tracks appeared from the phantom of the land of nothing.

"This is his trajectory these days."

The Fool said solemnly: "Although he is still seeking Miss Maud's love, his whereabouts are almost all over the important areas of the Nowhere Country.

Just the day before yesterday, if it wasn't for lack of authority, he even broke into Aleister's training center... This is not his previous style, Mr. Mathers.

Don't you think he's a little anxious? "

Mathers was silent.

If the Fool hadn't reminded himself, he would have almost ignored it. Yeats would never have wandered around so frequently before. His schedule was always point-to-point when there was no need to work.

From home to the door of Maude's department.

Two points and one line.

Reminiscent of Yeats's appearance during the last conversation, Mothers suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "Perhaps I put too much pressure on him?

Make him eager to get this relationship to a conclusion before the transformation ceremony? "

"Maybe this is just an excuse."

The Fool asked back: "The key is that he produced a change, Mr. Mathers - the change brought about by Huai Shi."

"I have no intention of doubting Mr. Yeats's loyalty and position, but in such a cautious matter, we must be prepared for eventualities."

Mathers knew exactly what he meant.

just in case.

In case, the person in front of us is no longer the Yeats of the past. .

Just in case, behind Yeats, if there really is a shadow watching silently...

"Thank you for the reminder, Fool."

After a long time, Mathers ended the silence and nodded slowly without any hesitation: "I will be prepared."

.

At the same time, the love letter with thousands of words of earthy flavor was written in a single stroke under the incubation of Huai Shi.

In the increasingly good situation, there is no stagnation at all.

There’s material for tomorrow again!

only……

Huai Shi pinched her chin and thought: I have been wandering around for so many days, no matter how much I lick the dog, it should have attracted some attention, right?

But why is that woman's face getting redder and easier even though I work so hard?

After a long period of thinking, Huai Shi finally came to a unique conclusion.

She must be sick.