big devil holmes

Chapter 115 Holy Light Can Never Be Wrong

"What!!" Moran panicked all of a sudden: "Yes, I'm sorry!"

"I don't accept your apology, now, hurry up and do like him!" He pointed angrily at Sherlock on the opposite roof.

Moran nodded quickly, not daring to say another word, picked up his master and jumped to the opposite side.

And so, in a most eccentric relationship, and in an utterly eccentric manner, these four men raced across the rooftops of London.

Naturally, many other things happened during this period. For example, because the security personnel of the Holy See were not familiar with London, they contacted the local police department and asked to find the whereabouts of the Holy Son together.

But at the same time, there were 13 robberies, 5 kidnappings and 21 traffic jams across London.

The people in Scotland Yard couldn't spare any manpower to help find the Son.

What's even more weird is that these robberies were all caused by demons. Several hellhounds ran out of the cracks in the void and roared at the bank staff. Some of them opened the door of the vault from the inside, and at the same time Consciously, he used his dog's paw to press the alarm button under the bank manager's desk, making them look like repeat criminals.

But they just made a big scene and called the police, but they didn't really steal the money.

Nonsense, what can a few dogs drilled out of hell do to steal money?Go to the pet store to buy dog ​​food? !
As for those kidnapping cases, it was even more bizarre. Several men and women who were kissing on the street were tied to treetops not far away, or hung on abandoned gas pipes above the road. They were tied together, and they were not tied to any abandoned factory anyway, and no one called or asked for ransom, but the location where they were tied was annoying, out of reach of passers-by, and it was dangerous to help, if you don’t send A few policemen came, but there was no way to complete the rescue.

After being rescued, I heard from this group of young couples who were still in shock that they were tied up by a few soft and sticky "tentacles". When describing the tentacles in detail, they repeatedly mentioned "very Thick, very long,' and other words. The police officer who listened to the question was at a loss. Anyway, no one could explain the matter in the end, so it could only be regarded as being frightened and deranged.

Oh, by the way, Director Lestrade, who is in Scotland Yard, also received a phone call directly to his desk, and a voice inside said briefly:
"Don't meddle, just keep your law and order honestly, or you'll be fired!"

This unpleasant voice, Lestrade recognized who it was in a second.

He tossed and turned behind his desk, swearing, completely unaware of what was going on, but in the end he transferred all the personnel who were helping to find the Son.It has to be said that to be able to climb to this position in Scotland Yard, he has a much better sense of smell than those pure blood Popes and the like.

In this way, on the day of sacred love, the whole of London fell into a climax of some kind of absurdity, but it was precisely because of this absurdity that people who had been suppressed for many years found some kind of release channel. Without stopping for a moment, the sky above the Thames was reflected like daytime. Couples with some conflicts hugged and kissed each other angrily. The old enemies who usually quarreled when they met finally dared to beat each other with fists, and then went to drink together with bruised noses and faces. , and finally fought again because of rushing to pay for the wine.

As someone who no one would notice said one night, this day of holy love will be the most special one since the opening of the holy calendar.

At night, the situation around the Oakland Cathedral finally calmed down, because the great priest of the Holy Light Temple was tired of the chaotic shouts around him, so he opened his mouth softly, making everyone stop.

Immediately afterwards, he stood up slowly, stood in the center of the high platform, and under the gaze of all the complex gazes, he smiled and said:

"Don't look for it, I had the honor to meet His Royal Highness the Holy Son once 15 years ago. In my decades of life, I have met a rare person worthy of admiration, whether it is thought, vision, courage, or responsibility.

That being the case, it means His Royal Highness Son has his own considerations for leaving
And the maid next to him is a rare combat genius in history, so with her, His Highness the Son will not encounter any danger.

Then there is nothing to worry about, and I hereby announce that the grand ceremony of the Day of Sacred Love has come to an end.
Finished perfectly! "

He spread his arms in a strangely impassioned gesture.

But the people below are a little at a loss. Because they can't understand at all, why can the day of holy love come to a successful conclusion?

Where is it consummated?
The Holy Son is gone, and the Holy Maiden is gone. The two of them didn't join hands, didn't give blessings, and didn't even lift their veils. What a consummation.

In fact, everyone can see that the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden don't seem to like this grand festival. Also, who is the person who rushed to the high platform? His identity seems to be extremely special.

and many more
In the crowd, someone suddenly thought of something!
No, isn't the saint hand-picked by the Holy Light, so what does all this mean?
Could it be that Shengguang's prophecy was wrong?

The moment this idea was born, this person suddenly felt a burst of panic, and even almost fell to the ground, and this panic thinking seemed to be somewhat contagious, and several people around saw his frightened eyes, and also Thinking of something in an instant, he couldn't help covering his mouth in horror.

How could Holy Light, the all-knowing and omnipotent Holy Light, make a mistake?
So, more and more eyes looked at the high platform and at the great priest.

He comes from the Holy Light Temple. He is the group of people closest to the Holy Light in this world, and he is also the group of people who understand the Holy Light best.

And he doesn't seem to be panicking at all now.

"I know what everyone is thinking." The great priest looked at the increasing attention from the audience and said with a smile: "It is an indisputable fact that the Holy Light cannot make mistakes.

We have proven this in countless ways throughout the centuries of service at the Temple of the Light.

In fact, in the past hundreds of years, even more incredible things have happened, but the final conclusion is that the Holy Light is still right, but we, as small human beings, have misinterpreted the meaning of the Holy Light. That's all. "

he smiled and said
But under the high platform, some people still couldn't understand. They began to look at each other, trying to find some answers from each other's eyes.

at last
"Think about the original meaning of the Day of Love.

[This day is the saint's 20th birthday. His Royal Highness the Son will meet the saint. He will join hands with his beloved to experience the wind and rain together and stay with him for a lifetime. 】

So, Holy Light is not wrong
Because all the prophecies have come true!

What may not be understood by all the gentlemen here is that the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden did not join hands. However, Shengguang never said from the very beginning that the Son's beloved must be the Holy Maiden!
It's just that in the past few hundred years, countless saints have chosen to pour their love into them when facing the Son.

And the Holy Son also chose to accept this love in the face of his devotion to the Holy Light.

It's just that everyone thinks this way, and it becomes a kind of convention. Anyway, no one doubts it, and it is even more impossible for someone not to believe in the guidance of the Holy Light, so everything is just the self-impression of us ignorant people.

And daring to break the common cognition of the whole world is also a kind of love.

Then, as I said just now, Your Highness the Holy Son is truly worthy of my admiration. "

After a silence, someone suddenly asked in a very small voice: "But if this is the case... then what is the meaning of the saint?"

The great priest sighed helplessly, as if he was discussing a very simple question with a group of people who are not enlightened:
"Don't you guys understand? I said, don't question the Holy Light.

Since 20 years ago, the girl was hand-picked to become a saint from the moment she was born, then she is a saint, and her existence must be meaningful, maybe at some point in the past, maybe in the future Something at a certain moment, or she herself will set off an extraordinary wave.

In short, a saint is a saint! "

At the same time, on the banks of the Thames River, Sherlock and the other four stood on a river embankment, watching the bright fireworks rising and exploding in the sky.

"I said that if you run away like this, will there really be no problems?" Sherlock asked.

Moriarty stood in front of the group of people, looked up at the sky, and replied flatly, "No!"

"You escaped the ceremony of the Day of Sacred Love, and so many people were watching, if you say no, you won't?"

"I am the Holy Son, if I say no, then I won't!" Moriarty still said calmly, as if everything would be as usual when he returned tomorrow morning.

"All right, all right." Sherlock was too lazy to argue with this arrogant guy, if he could suppress this matter, then he would be happy.

"But I really want to know, what is the relationship between you two?" Moriarty turned around and looked at Mrs. Hudson and Sherlock with some doubts.

Because of the traditional rules, the Holy Son met the Holy Maiden for the first time when he lifted the veil, so he didn't know any information about the Holy Maiden.

"I also want to know what is the relationship between you two guys!" Mrs. Hudson's tone was very rude.

She didn't know how she had such courage, maybe she felt that His Royal Highness the Son of God was just a thin man who was about the same size as her. Running all the way down, her physical strength seemed not as good as her own:
"But I'm tired, I don't want to explain, and I don't want to listen to your explanation. I just want to lie in bed and have a good sleep."

At the end of her day, she was first abandoned in public, and then ran for most of the day, and now she is very upset!
And this kind of unhappiness was clearly written on his face, so that none of the two big men by the river wanted to touch this bad luck.

"Okay then, when do you want to talk, let's talk about it again, everything for today is over, and I feel tired too." Moriarty said so lightly, as if he made it up This incident is just an indifferent farce.

At the same time, when he said that he was tired, his tone was surprisingly relaxed and carefree.

"Do you have a cigarette?" he asked again.

"No time to buy along the way." Sherlock spread his hands.

"Okay. I may stay in London for a few days. You can find me if you need anything. You know where I live."

In this way, several people separated so easily. Mrs. Hudson called a carriage, as if she meant to go back to Baker Street. Sherlock pondered for a while, trying to send her back. By the way, his own rent As a result, the other party clicked and closed the door of the carriage.

It seems that the landlady is indeed in a bad mood, and the reason for the woman's bad mood must not be deduced by reasoning, so Sherlock can only secretly admire that the driver is lucky enough, if he knows how to sit in his own car The person who is one of the most powerful women in the world, it is estimated that his fare will have to increase in the future.

Riverside
After the two left, Moriarty did not leave immediately, but continued to blow some icy wind.

Tonight, his mood was so complicated that he couldn't figure out why and how all this happened.

Moran stood just behind him, quietly watching the figure who seemed extremely thin to her, and at the same time did not disturb him as always.
at this time
Moriarty suddenly smelled a choking smell, which was not unfamiliar to him, it was the kind of cigarette Sherlock often smoked.

So, he subconsciously turned his head.

Then I saw a limping old man by the river.
(End of this chapter)