big devil holmes

Chapter 158 Too Nervous

Sherlock has not seen what the soul lines should look like in a normal state, but this does not prevent him from seeing that there is a problem with his own lines.

This is a very simple arithmetic problem. The soul is four groups of wavy lines, the contractor is blue, and the contract demon is red.

Then, there should be eight lines.

But now on the paper in Sherlock's hand, there are only four drawn.

And not red or blue, but light black.

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The two of you looked at me and I looked at you. They looked at each other for a while, but neither of them spoke.

In the end, it was Catherine who broke the calm first:

"It may be that our operation is not standardized. When I used it more than a month ago, it was in a state of red and blue intertwined."

"Really, it might be that I didn't sleep well yesterday. In fact, I'm a person who knows how to sleep well. Or... it's probably because the machine hasn't been used for a long time, and the ink has deteriorated." Sherlock looked thoughtful, and quickly found several plausible reasons.

However, during this period, his hand secretly tore off a piece of paper spit out by the machine, and put it into his pocket.

"If you put it this way, there may indeed be a problem with the ink. Since my father passed away, this big guy hasn't worked much." Catherine said: "But don't worry, I will find someone to fix it as soon as possible. Let's test it again."

"It seems that this is the only way to go first." Sherlock nodded: "That's right. What is the training method for changing the soul line?"

When it comes to training methods, Catherine seems to suddenly start to have a headache.

"Speaking of the training method. Well, it's very complicated and boring." She pinched her brows subconsciously: "Actually, it's already difficult just to understand it, let alone practice it.

For example, changing the way of α waves requires the trainer to have the ability to "fall asleep within 1 minute at any time", and some even need to be able to control the small fluctuations of α waves within 30 seconds without using any drugs or alcohol.

It's too hard.

The way to control the β wave is more difficult, requiring the trainer to watch the trajectory of an object and calculate its speed in meters per second.

Hey. At that time, I wondered if my father naively believed that everyone has his terrible brain, otherwise how could he come up with such a perverted training method. "

Sherlock was a little surprised when he heard this training method:
"It turns out that these all need training."

Of course, it was impossible for him to really say this, but he continued to nod seriously, expressing his agreement with Catherine's words.

"Actually, I don't think you need to be so embarrassed. I know that you are very talented in this kind of thing, so as long as you train hard, you will definitely be able to achieve the goal your father expected. But for ordinary people, it may take several years, or even ten years.

But when I thought about what this kind of training meant, I suddenly felt that no matter how difficult it was, it was understandable. "

Catherine's tone seemed to soften a little. It may be that as a human being, when faced with the bright future that the entire race may have, he will naturally show a certain sense of comfort and security.

In short, the woman in front of her lowered her eyes slightly, and in the usual coldness, there was a softness that would never be seen in normal times.

But at this moment.
"Bang" sound.

The door of the room was pushed open suddenly, with some force, it hit the wall, and the muffled sound echoed repeatedly in the empty space.

Sherlock and Catherine looked in the direction of the door together, and then saw an old man walking in. He was very old, but his eyebrows and eyes were very strong, and the facial lines revealed a toughness that was not easy to compromise. His thin figure was wrapped in a common white laboratory suit. His beard, clothes, standing posture, and hair were all meticulous, but the somewhat sharp hooked nose under the eyes made him look a bit gloomy.

And behind him, there are several people wearing security clothing, each of them is extremely strong, and even from the standing posture, it has a clear taste of iron and blood. It is estimated that they have experienced the coast of the Redek Strait, and they were even drafted here.

As soon as the old man entered, he looked directly at Catherine without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, he walked over. He seemed to be in his 60s, but he walked with wind in every step.

"What nonsense!" The old man suppressed his throat, his voice was a little shrill: "How could you just break into such an important place?!"

Catherine didn't speak, just looked at each other quietly.

As for Sherlock, some information slowly emerged in front of his eyes.

【Joseph Dalton Holker】

【The pioneer of the frontier of hell ecology; the editor of "Devil Family Classification"; the main developer of the second generation of demon sedatives;
Vice President of the School of Life Sciences]

This was a short message, and at the same time, Sherlock also saw some small details from the other party's words, deeds and clothes.

The most important and obvious one is his mental state at this time.

Anger. And it is anger that has been accumulated for a long time, but has nowhere to vent.

The vice president of the School of Life Sciences is obviously not the kind of person who likes to hide his true emotions, and his title and industry status also make him naturally immune to any disobedience and questioning, so this violent character has grown more and more. Over the past few decades, he has a rebuke in his normal speech.

"Get out of here immediately!" Seeing that Catherine didn't reply, he raised his tone a little bit.

And it wasn't until this moment that Catherine raised her head slightly with a half-smile, as if she had just noticed the other party.

At this moment, Sherlock seemed to see the woman who habitually put on an arrogant posture when they met for the first time.

"This is the place where my father often stayed during his lifetime. There must be some clues left behind. It's fine if you don't look for it. Why stop me from looking for it?"

As soon as these words were uttered, a stern look flashed in Vice President Hulk's eyes, which immediately turned into another wave of anger.

"Clues? What clues!
Your father is dead, from a failed experiment of his own!It took more than 30 years of resources and manpower of the Academy of Sciences to come up with such a ridiculous result. If I were him, I would have no face to live!

It's not murder at all, what else is there to investigate? !
Don't you know that your behavior is just like your father's?stubborn!ridiculous! "

As he spoke, he walked up to Catherine angrily, and pushed her hard like he usually humiliated those new scientific researchers at work!
Of course, no push.

But this seemed to make him even angrier. He raised his hand and was about to hit Catherine, but when he saw the extremely cold eyes of the woman in front of him, he didn't dare to wave his hand down.

Finally, he turned around abruptly and yelled at the group of security personnel behind him:

"Get her out!"

Catherine frowned slightly.
Of course, she wasn't afraid of these people, but these guys who had experienced on the frontline battlefield were not all trash, and if they wanted to calm them down, they would have to fight a few times.

But after all, she is the daughter of the old dean, and during this period of time, in order to investigate the case, she must repeatedly go to and from various experimental sites. If she really hurts someone, she will definitely be caught.

The old dean's daughter beat the deputy dean, this kind of thing would not be pleasant.

Thinking of this, those few big and three rough people have already come closer, and they seem to know that the woman in front of them has scruples, so they said in a deep voice:

"Sorry, I'm sorry."

Immediately, the leader stretched out his huge palm and grabbed Catherine's shoulder.

And at this moment, the unremarkable man who had been standing next to her walked over at some point, and slowly stopped in front of Catherine.

"We're just here to find some clues, and we won't mess with the things in the laboratory." He smiled and said friendlyly: "So... don't be so nervous."

(End of this chapter)