big devil holmes

Chapter 100 Kicking at the back door of Shengzi's house? !
"Besides, you must have saved up for a long time to get the vacation. The clothes you are wearing are still newly bought. It must be rare to have the leisure time to go shopping, but you have received a foreign assignment. It must have been issued by the great pope named Ortido, and now he is the only one who has a little bit of a relationship with me.

You arrived in London the day before yesterday, had a great dinner, had mayonnaise on your collar, tore a large piece of steak, otherwise it would be difficult to get the soup in that place, and then there was a blizzard , I had no choice but to stay in a good hotel, the pillows were soft, and the hair was not deformed. Oh, there are signs of pulling on the belt buckle, and such a strong buckle can tear out marks, which shows how anxious you were at that time, yes Did you order a well-dressed lady to accompany you?
It's normal, it's hard to have a vacation, not to enjoy yourself in time is not in line with your style of doing things, but you don't seem to persist for too long, let me see your expression, 2 minutes. It doesn't seem to be, then it is 3 minute."

"enough!"

Sherlock just said that, and he didn't deliberately slow down his speech, let alone stop on his own initiative. In fact, what he said made it difficult for Victor to keep up with his train of thought, and he froze after hearing it for less than ten seconds , It wasn't until the sharp and piercing words '3 minutes' entered my ears that I suddenly ordered it to stop.

"Oh, it looks like it's been about 3 minutes." Sherlock nodded thoughtfully, as if to say, 'This is not too embarrassing for a person who hasn't touched women for a long time'

Captain Victor adjusted his breathing to make himself calmer: "Well, I admit that your observation skills are not bad."

"Thank you. I'm a detective. It should have been written in the killing instructions for you. Of course, you probably just looked at the photos."

"For a person who is dying, I don't want to know too much information about you." Victor didn't want to waste any more time, he started walking towards Sherlock, and made some subtle movements with his hands, you can see It can be seen that he habitually wants to summon his own contract demon, but it may be that this is in London, or this narrow corridor is not suitable for summoning demons, in short, he dismissed this idea.

He is a Tier [-] contractor, and a crusader who has been fighting on the front line of Hell's Gate for a long time. It is true that he does not need to summon a contracted creature to kill a Tier [-] small fish.

And at this moment.
"Please wait."

"Hehe." Victor smiled contemptuously: "You should know that begging for mercy is useless."

"No, no, no." Sherlock waved his hand: "Let's go outside and fight, this is a public place."

Captain Victor frowned at these words, and finally realized what was happening, and laughed from the bottom of his heart.

"Hahaha——so that's the case. It seems that your so-called reasoning ability can't let you see that I am a second-order contractor, right?"

It is indeed a very annoying thing to be seen too much privacy, but at this moment, his mood finally eased a little.

Because he felt that the detective named Fuzier on the opposite side seemed to be hoping to struggle.

Still delusional, can there be such a process of 'fighting' with myself?

This is undoubtedly a joke. Because of the leapfrog battle between the contractors, it is impossible to have a "fight". Most of the time, they meet each other, and then the high-level ones grab the heads of the low-level ones. Come down, this encounter is over.It is such a simple matter of a few seconds, there is no 'battle' at all, because there is no room for the two sides to 'fight'.

In fact, Sherlock really didn't see that the other party was a second-order contractor. It's not easy to determine such things as first-order and second-order by reasoning alone, but he didn't think there was much difference.

The reason why he doesn't want to fight here is mainly because he can't find a place to live recently, and he has to stay here for a few days. If there is too much noise, he will be kicked out of the library and put on a blacklist or something. , but it will be a big loss.

Captain Victor is very satisfied with this little negligence in the other party's reasoning, and is also very satisfied with the other party's proposal: "Well, vandalism is really not good, compared to killing you, spraying a wall in a public place The blood is indeed more troublesome."

This kind of contemptuous speech seemed very stylish to him.

Sherlock didn't care what the other party was thinking about, anyway, he didn't rush over like a sick wild boar and just fought himself desperately.

So, these two people who should have hammered at each other, actually walked towards the back of the library one after the other.

Murder should never be done at the front door.

And along the way, Captain Victor inevitably noticed a strange thing
That was in the corridor, he saw a lot of broken stones and cracked floors. Several of them had been sunk into the ground for a full five centimeters, as if something extremely heavy had smashed into it abruptly. Like the ground collapsed.

Not long ago, when Moran learned that his master was in danger, he ran too fast and accidentally kicked him out.

But unfortunately, Captain Victor didn't think that way.
Returning to an urban area like London from the battlefield made his combat awareness quickly slack off. As a crusader soldier fighting on the front line, he just instinctively felt that this was a bit weird, but he was extremely dereliction of duty. The pit comes down to renovations to the building, or a product of recent construction.

Anyway, soon, the two came to a place that looked like the back door.

Sherlock pushed the door open, heavy snow drifted into the room, and outside was a very narrow alley, the wall on the other side was as tall as a person, but one could see what seemed to be a private garden inside .

"Well, it doesn't look like it's suitable here either," Sherlock said.

Captain Victor is obviously a little impatient, and the attitude of the other party is just the most clumsy delay in his opinion:
"I said, we have wasted too much time, you should know that no one can save you today"

Before he finished speaking, he kicked open the opposite door and made a gesture of 'please':

"Just die here, don't pick!"

At the same time, in the villa in the small courtyard, His Highness the Holy Son finally came out of the repairing solution, and his injuries had already recovered in a few hours. In the next few days, if you soak more A few times should be able to repair the damage to a minimum.

He was standing in front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror, letting Moran help him get dressed.

"Although I don't want to admit it, that guy saved my life after all, so I have to express my gratitude to him." Moriarty murmured.

"Your personal visit is the most glorious gift to him."

Moran said habitually, in her opinion, this is not a compliment, but an absolute fact.

suddenly
"Boom!" A sound came from the garden, which made both Moriarty and Moran stunned.

"What happened?" he asked suspiciously.

"Ah" Moran was also a little puzzled: "It seems that someone is kicking the back door."

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(End of this chapter)