big devil holmes

Chapter 122 Bloody Battle in London

The door opened, and the person who opened the door was a little maid about 16 years old. She looked very cute and had some small freckles on her face. She did not show fear and awe when she saw His Highness the Holy Son like everyone else, but It is very relaxed and very joyful.

"His Royal Highness." She smiled and stood by the door, making a gesture of 'please come in'.

Moriarty seemed slightly taken aback when he saw the little girl behind the door: "How did you grow up so big?"

"Because it's been three years since we last met." Parthenope complained with a smile, "Of course I grow up fast at my age!"

"So it's been so long." Moriarty said thoughtfully as he walked into the room. During this time, Noper's face was always filled with a kind of gratifying aunt smile that didn't suit his age. It seemed that His Royal Highness Son was very happy to see his young lady.

And she followed the maid standing outside the door with a cute smile and said, "It's been a long time, Sister Moran, ah, why is my figure getting better and better, I wish I could be like you in the future."

Moran didn't speak, but responded with a smile.

Immediately after
"Hey, hey, it's fine for the bodyguards to stand outside the door, why go in!?" Parthenope saw Sherlock following in, and immediately changed his face with a very mean face, and reached out to stop him.

"Oh, he is my friend." The Son turned around and said.

"Friend??" Nopper still looked at Sherlock with a frown, obviously feeling very displeased that this guy interrupted the alone time between the Son and his young lady.

Sherlock, of course, didn't bother to pay attention to this overactive maid, looked at her with vacant eyes, and then walked into the room.

This was originally supposed to be a staff lounge, but because of the arrival of important people, it was changed into a single-person apartment. In fact, a brand-new sofa and a bed that didn't look cheap were moved in. There is a carpet, and there is a freestanding gas lamp with a good-looking cover. The original public coffee machine has been replaced with a new one. Although it still doesn't look warm, it is not bad to be able to make it like this.

Following Moriarty through the not-so-big front hall, he came to the back room. Looking beyond the barrier of the wall, he finally saw the frowning figure in the room.

The person was wearing clothes that didn't look cheap, but they obviously didn't take them out often, and they were wrinkled after being placed in the luggage for a long time. At this moment, she was frantically wiping her hair with a towel because the frequency was too high. Hurry up, causing the pitch-black hair to be thrown into a mess.

Realizing that someone had already entered the house, she had no choice but to complain while wiping:
"Nuopo, you are really serious. You know that my hair is not dry yet, so why can't you tell His Highness the Son to sit down for a while!"

Moriarty smiled: "Actually, I think that although we are not very close, we have known each other for a long time. There is no need for Miss Nightingale to make up for me."

"How can I do that? I can't come to see His Royal Highness with the smell of disinfectant all over my head." Nightingale finally dried her hair, casually threw the towel aside, then lifted her hair and raised her hand. started.

At this moment, even though Sherlock had already seen the appearance of this girl from various photos and newspapers, and was already prepared to meet her in person, he was still overwhelmed by this moment. Shocked by the visual impact.

It's hard to describe the beauty, style, demeanor, the slight apology at the corner of the mouth, the gesture of pulling up the hair, the fingertips brushing behind the ear, the strong color contrast between the black hair tip and the crystal ear rim
He is a detective. When he sees a person for the first time, he will habitually observe the details of this person. Therefore, these shocking beauties rushed into the scene in a turbulent manner that was magnified countless times compared to ordinary people. Among his pupils.

Next, there are the extremely clear brown eyes, the tiredness between the brows and the shallow smile, the slightly red skin after washing the hair, almost so perfect that only the cheeks and the arcs of the neck appear in the painting, It seemed that the faint light from those gas lamps was endowed with a more charming color when passing by the girl; Sherlock remembered that in those fairy tales for children to read, some kind of fantasy Extremely beautiful elves Of course there are no elves in this world, but if there are, it should be like this.

"Please take a seat." Miss Nightingale gestured to the sofa chair next to her, and then looked at Sherlock: "I don't know who this is"

That pair of eyes looked at Sherlock, and Sherlock didn't respond immediately. It's not that he was completely indulging in the beauty of the other party, but... it was indeed because of the beauty of the other party that he was stunned for a few seconds. After all, he It's not a fool without aesthetics, but he was also shocked that the real person and the photo can be so different. Fortunately, he quickly broke away from this kind of admiration for beauty, and nodded politely: "My next Sherlock Holmes, A detective."

"detective?"

"Don't worry about this guy's occupation, he's just a friend I met in a certain period of time unfortunately." Moriarty said: "But this time, it's mainly because of him. This guy said I seem to have suffered some kind of strange injury, I wonder if Miss Nightingale can help him treat it."

Nightingale looked at Sherlock with a flash of surprise. It can be seen that this man is not the kind of high-ranking figure of the Holy See. Even from the perspective of his clothes, he is a bit too plain. Maybe he is just an ordinary man. civilian.

However, with such an identity, His Royal Highness the Son can be called a friend, and he is willing to bring him to visit in person, so this man is definitely not as ordinary as he seems.

And Nightingale is not that kind of hypocritical woman, she is deeply aware of her own beauty, but the man in front of her does not seem to be embarrassed by facing her, which is enough to prove that this person's state of mind or insight is also extraordinary .

"Of course, friends of His Royal Highness, how can I refuse." She smiled and walked towards Sherlock. In fact, her inspection of the injured is very simple. Just touching the other party can greatly change the perception of the other party. Physical conditions.

So she held out a hand
"Please give me your hand." She smiled.

But at this moment, she saw Sherlock's expression strangely, and something seemed wrong.

The gaze crossed his shoulders and looked at the night outside the window.

Sherlock really felt a little weird. Because there were hoarfrost branches hanging outside the window, they suddenly swayed slightly downward; everyone knows that the wind in nature cannot blow from top to bottom, because there is no space for gas flow and air pressure difference, The light from the gas lamp outside was a little bright, and I don't know if the light source was blocked somewhere. At this moment, Sherlock seemed to think of the clouds outside the window and the breeze tonight. The old president raised his head and gave a strange glance. His thoughts Dulled by the unbearable pain in his body, it seemed that the slightest thought could cause a splitting headache, but fortunately, his detective instincts made him notice something strange again.

"Get out of here!" he said suddenly.

"what?"

"Get out of here, go!"

Sherlock didn't explain much, and didn't even open the door to go out according to the normal route. Instead, he passed the amazingly beautiful girl in front of him, opened the window of the room, and jumped out!

The wind came in from the window, together with the winter chill and the noise in the distance, he raised his head and looked at the sky above his head.

In the dark night, he saw an incredible scene, several huge airships were descending from the sky!Because of the exaggerated size and the special structure of the airship, they didn't fall too fast, and they didn't make too scary a sound. The color painted on the surface made them difficult to detect, but the wind pressure and the occluded moonlight , really brought a deadly pressure!
Also, between several downed airships, something seems to be hanging.
"What are you doing?" Moriarty came to the window and asked very displeased.

But the voice did not fall
The door of the room was pushed open suddenly, and Moran, who had been standing outside the door, rushed in. As a qualified maid, of course she would not do anything to disturb the master's conversation, let alone break into the room so rudely. , but at this time, her expression seemed a little flustered, and she couldn't believe it. She ignored everyone, walked quickly to the window, and then poked her head out to look at the sky!
In an instant, her expression became incomparably astonished, and even her pupils constricted in an instant, her mouth opened slightly, and she muttered words that she couldn't believe.
"Tier three?"

"What?" Moriarty didn't hear clearly and asked back.

But Moran didn't answer him. In the long time of getting along, she ignored her master's question for the first time!At the same time, she almost didn't think about anything, and ignored everything, didn't explain to anyone, and even ignored her master's exclamation, grabbed Moriarty in a rough and decisive way, and rushed out of the window , the tall and slender body erupted with incredible strength at this moment, just hearing the sound of "bang!", a burst of snow and smoke exploded on the ground under the huge reaction, and Moran's figure was already extremely dense. With a bang, he rushed towards the distance recklessly!

And almost at the same time, not far away, someone in the crowd seemed to have finally noticed something strange. They raised their heads in disbelief, and looked at the same inconceivable scene. Huge, dark airships finally fell to the point where they could see. above.

For a moment, the exclamation, shouting, roaring, and panic seemed to be compressed in a common second, and then they all broke out. The dense crowd began to scream and push, or they were simply dumbfounded and stood motionless, but No matter what, nothing can stop the behemoth that descended from the sky.

Finally, the first airship crashed into the crowd!

The moment the huge airbag, which was so exaggerated that it could not be seen by a single line of sight, burst into a burst of extremely loud bangs at the first moment it touched the ground, followed by the bending and pressing of countless steel frames, collapse, distortion, and splashing The iron chain that came out swept across the crowd, and in an instant, a piece of scarlet minced meat was thrown into the air, and then rained blood all over the sky. All this and everything it touched were booming, and then there was an even bigger boom , until it continued into a piercing sound that was so long that the human ear could not distinguish it, which made people's eyeballs pop out, and then, a little fire exploded in the place where the crowd was most dense.

"boom!!!!!!!"

The world was almost unplugged at this moment, and the flames swept across the wilderness like a bloody tornado, and it was like a monstrous huge wave drowning sand and gravel!But at this moment, here, in the ancient city, in London shrouded in smog, there is naturally no wilderness and sand and gravel, so the tiny weeds, the tiny grains of sand, are all people! !

living people!

Flames, explosions, huge waves and scorching winds, flying steel, flying gravel, everything swallowed, everything killed, are people!Blood and flames directly became the main theme of cruelty. However, there was a second airship, a third... until the fifth, and the same huge monster crashed into a distant building like a mountain falling from the sky. The building was directly smashed and exploded.Flames and gravel began to pour down from the sky, splashing blood on the ground. At the same time, the surrounding streets, blocks, and all nearby buildings were all spared, as if hell had come to the world at this moment!

Among them, the buildings of the Medical Association are naturally included!

At this time, Sherlock was running between the flames and the falling stones and steel.

He held the other hand, Nightingale's hand, and carried the unlovable maid on his shoulders. He didn't speak, and he didn't care whether the two people hanging on his body could bear his pain. This kind of turbulence and speed, even sometimes, can drag a person into the air like a kite.

In his eyes, countless information are gathering densely and crazily. Those entrenched steam pipes exploded beside him, spouting hot air, and the toppled buildings threw smoke and dust behind them that obscured their vision. The furnace also began to expand, explode, the earth is tearing apart, and every step may fall into the collapsed road, but all of these failed to stop Sherlock from running wildly, as if everything could be predicted by him. , and even used by him.

And the two women beside them had already been stupefied by the sudden scene. They never imagined that just 2 minutes ago, they were still chatting in the same room, their hair was not even completely dry. At this moment, he is already in hell on earth.

A sudden explosion set off a heat wave for half a street. It should be that a main steam pipeline exploded, and Sherlock was directly thrown out. His calculation ability could not have allowed him to run half a street at this instant. The distance, but fortunately, can allow him to minimize the damage to himself and the damage to the two people around him!
And at the moment when his body flew upside down, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and then fell solidly into a pile of rubble.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Accompanied by an extremely severe cough, the feeling of collapse in Sherlock's body reappeared, and it was more serious than ever before. The bright red blood vessels seemed to spread to the surface of the body, like vines, Climb up the neckline.

"What's wrong with you?" Nightingale knew that this question was stupid, but she was too frightened to ask subconsciously.

Sherlock was lying on the gravel almost exhausted:

"If the auditor at the security checkpoint is not dead, he should really show me what I look like now! As I said, I am very sick." He said while coughing up a lot of blood, and then looked at the beautiful woman next to him. Extreme girl: "Do you need any complicated rituals for healing, such as reciting prayers of grace for half an hour?"

"No need."

"That's great, please help me, I can't hold on anymore!" Sherlock's whole body was covered with blood lines, like a porcelain made of flesh and blood, about to shatter into pieces.

Nightingale stared at her eyes, she didn't know how many people would die in the scene just now, coupled with the fear in her heart, her eyes were filled with tears, but at this moment, she clenched her teeth and desperately let the She calmed down, even though she was surrounded by burning flames and gravel falling from the sky, she didn't say a word. When she was running for her life just now, she naturally didn't have the energy to save the person in front of her, but at this moment, she closed her eyes. Eyes, put his hand on Sherlock's chest, to find out the condition of the other party's body!
But it was such a simple discovery that Miss Nightingale seemed to be taken aback suddenly.

"what happened?"

When a doctor is treating you, if he suddenly puts on such an expression, everyone will be shocked.

Nightingale looked at Sherlock with incredible eyes: "I don't know how you did it, but if you are a human being, with this degree of injury, you can't be alive!"

"You may not believe it, and I don't know how I did it."

"Okay!!!" Parthenope, who was finally relieved now, let out a yell: "You two are chatting here, miss, please cure this guy quickly, and then let him put the two of us together. Take it out, I don't want to die here, I'm only 16! I haven't even had a kiss!!"

Sherlock smiled wryly, thinking that the little maid's temper was too great, and even scolded his own lady when she became agitated, but he immediately looked at Nightingale: "You can cure me, right!"

"Yes, but I need .5 minutes."

"What?!" After hearing this, Parthenope shouted in a shocked voice, "5 minutes?!"

It only takes a few seconds for my young lady to treat the most difficult disease, even a cancer that has spread all over the body. Now it takes 5 minutes to treat such a guy? !
In this environment, stay for 5 minutes? !Whether it is roasted or smashed, it will die for several rounds no matter what! !
Well, it seems that she has no other choice. With her and her young lady, there is no way she can escape from here.

So, as if she was distressed to the extreme, she took out an equally huge iron box from the huge and exaggerated luggage bag she was carrying, then put it on the ground, and kicked it hard as if angry. A kick!
Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of the rapid operation of the steam turbine, and the sound was much stronger than the three-meter-high steam armor before, and with the powerful turbine and the rapid entrainment of the surrounding air, the big iron box Countless iron plates popped out at the beginning, the extremely complicated structure and the dazzling gears made Sherlock unable to keep up with its speed at the first time, and the hollow design between the plates also made the parts The time was greatly expanded, and just like that, within a few seconds, a half-wrapped big iron shell covered all three of them.

Looking at this extremely delicate machine, Sherlock couldn't help being startled.

"Hmph, look dumbfounded. If the old stubborn people in the School of Mechanical Engineering see this stuff, I'd probably be a professor at worst!" Parthenopo held his head up and said very bluntly: "Resistance!" It is high temperature resistant, breathable, and the built-in space layer can prevent impacts. It also has a two-meter strong wind design in all directions. It is even waterproof when it is folded. The only disadvantage is that this thing is disposable.”

After finishing speaking, her distressed expression became more obvious, and she could only cursingly take out a screwdriver and a wrench, preparing for all kinds of shocks in the next 5 minutes.

And Sherlock didn't continue to pay attention to the little girl, because Nightingale had already taken a deep breath: "Hold on, I'm going to start."

As soon as the words fell, Sherlock only felt a pain that surpassed the physical limit rushed into his mind. It seemed that every nerve, every muscle, and every inch of bone in the body were undergoing extremely cruel punishment, as if injured. After that, the soreness and pain when the body healed increased exponentially, and then forcibly compressed the accumulated amount of a long time into just a few minutes.

If it was an ordinary person, they would probably have passed out in this extreme pain, but Sherlock's brain was very active in enduring the pain, and felt every second very clearly!

During this period, Sherlock could only curse in his heart:

"Damn it. I haven't reached my limit yet?!"

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the fire was still going on outside a thin layer of protection. No one could have imagined that in the night when London was most crowded, it would be possible to suffer such a huge fire that could almost be described as absurd. disaster.

Almost all the adjacent blocks were destroyed, and the explosion of steam pipes spread to farther places, causing a quarter of the facilities in Lower London and Upper London to be paralyzed.

No one knew when those airships flew over, let alone how they all crashed in the same area.

But Sherlock, who is still in pain, vaguely knows the answer.

Because at the first glance, he saw something hanging between the falling airships. Or, a terrifying body.

Then think of Moran's reaction at the moment when she looked at the sky, and the words she said.
She said then:

Tier three!

Therefore, this disaster must have been deliberately done by someone!And it is definitely not over yet. It can even be said that this explosion and the deaths of tens of thousands of people are just an opening ceremony!

And the truth is exactly what Sherlock thought.
In the ruins of the airship, among the fires, in the pile of corpses where the corpses are most concentrated, in the smell of scorched human flesh!
A terrifying and ferocious huge body stood up slowly, like a tall tower rising from the ground, slowly stepped out of the reflection of the fire, and looked straight in a certain direction.

Then, silently and crazily, he smashed away all the ruins, stepped on the corpses all over the ground, shook out pieces of sticky blood and corpses, and rushed towards the place he looked at! ! !

(End of this chapter)