big devil holmes

Chapter 159 Now, They Have No Reason
The burly man's expression became cautious, because he didn't see when the man in front of him approached.

But he still has some of the essence of being a soldier, that is obedience, so at this moment, his movements did not stop at all.

next second.
His wrist was grabbed.

The big man frowned slightly, and wanted to break free, but after exerting all his strength, he found that the other party didn't move at all, and an instinctive reaction to danger came to his heart for a moment.

However, Sherlock didn't seem to care about the person in front of him at all, but looked past his side and looked at the vice president not far away.

"Mr. From the perspective of authority, you can't seal up a laboratory with just one sentence.

And as you said, there are no clues here, so why not let us stay here for a while, anyway, if we can't find us, we will naturally leave in disgrace.

As for this machine, we will definitely not mess with it.

Of course, I don't think you should care, after all, in your eyes, this thing is just a failed work. "

Sherlock's words are actually reasonable, but if the reasoning can make sense everywhere, then the empire must have looked different long ago.

So Vice President Hulk ignored Sherlock's words at all. Standing in his position, he could completely ignore the existence of most people. In his eyes at this time, Sherlock was just the most insignificant small character. As we all know, the reasoning of small characters is never unreasonable. Even Vice President Hulk didn't even look at him, but just waved to the other security personnel beside him in boredom.

After receiving the dean's signal, those tall and thick men surrounded Sherlock with cold faces without saying a word.

Most of the troops stationed along the shores of the Redek Strait are mixed teams. The Crusaders and the government troops fight together. Although the Crusaders have an innate superior combat unit like the Contractor, the government troops, supported by various war vehicles and weapons, have also shown a combat effectiveness that is not inferior in the slightest.

As I said before, most first-order contractors are not much better than ordinary people, so without the help of demons, most of them can't beat a well-trained, disciplined and iron-blooded regular soldier.

Even in the second stage, those contractors who have just been promoted and are manipulative, surrounded by four or five well-trained fighters, the odds of winning are not too great.

Of course, a guy like Bader is definitely not good. He is an out-and-out clergyman, and the people the church focuses on training must be much better than ordinary second-tier contractors.But if you send a team of combat elites from the government army, with full weapons and equipment and command personnel, in street fighting, Deacon Badr is likely to be dragged to death by tactics, booby traps, and bullets, and in the end he will not even be able to touch a single figure of the opponent.

They are not low-level consumables that rely on steam armor to provide combat power and maintain law and order in the city. Under any setting, never underestimate those soldiers who were born for war.

As for Sherlock.
In fact, until now, this guy still hasn't attracted much attention from the people present.

Because if a clergyman came to the School of Life Sciences, he must be registered and reported, and everyone knew that the old dean's daughter had recently gathered a group of powerful people from all over the empire, and the one who stood out in the end seemed to be a private detective with no background.

It is conceivable that this private detective must be an extremely smart and professional guy with unmatched talent in the field of solving crimes, otherwise it would be impossible to defeat those powerful men who deserved the name.

But so what, no matter what, he was just a private detective.

Therefore, several security personnel quickly surrounded Sherlock, and then they were still polite, but said with an obvious 'ultimatum':

"This gentleman, please get out of here!"

Sherlock smiled and didn't speak, because he also found out that it's useless to say more at this time.

So, after a moment of silence, those big men no longer had any hesitation, and surrounded them together. Several big hands and windy fists and feet had already struck from all directions, and at this moment, Sherlock seemed to be understated.

In fact, Sherlock is not quite used to this kind of scene, because he is more used to the most direct way of attack, smashing joints, twisting limbs, snapping ribs and so on.

In short, he has always believed that only a completely dead enemy is a good enemy.Therefore, just beating people down or subduing them is a very difficult thing to control. It is not about controlling strength, but about controlling habits.

Fortunately, he was still very careful.
A person's chest was hit hard, his collarbone and shoulder armor were in sharp pain, and he coughed violently. Then a person's arm was removed, dislocated, not physically removed... Anyway, the twisted bones made him directly lose the ability to fight.

The whole process was very fast. The not-so-strong man dangled lightly among a group of strong men who were a head taller than him, as if saying a few friendly greetings, but all of them showed extremely painful and terrified expressions.

Sherlock looked at the few people around who fell to the ground or suppressed their wailing, seemed very satisfied with his sense of proportion, smiled and nodded, and then looked at the old man not far away: "Don't be so surprised, it's just a self-defense, look here."

He pointed to a place on his cheek where he had deliberately stained with dust: "I was the first one to be beaten, a miserable and humble victim, it hurts."

Vice President Hulk frowned. It was only now that he finally turned his attention to this unobtrusive man, but the more he looked at it, the more dignified and gloomy he looked.

But soon, he looked at Catherine again:
"Heh, when I first heard that you were recruiting candidates everywhere, I thought you were messing around, and then I heard that the one you finally screened out was a private detective, and I thought your behavior was even more ridiculous.

But now it seems that you still have such a little vision. "

The vice president said gloomyly:

"But do you think that in this way I can tolerate your misbehavior in the Academy of Sciences?

Don't forget your identity!
The Academy of Life Sciences is an independent institution, but you are a clergyman, representing the Holy See!So have you ever wondered what it means for your scurrying around the lab to fall into the eyes of the Imperial government?
If they use this excuse to meddle, will the Life Science Academy become a resort hotel where they can come and go as they please? "

Hearing this, Sherlock couldn't help but pondered for a moment, and seemed a little embarrassed. Indeed, the Academy of Life Sciences is independent of the government and the Holy See, but Catherine, as a clergyman, can freely enter and leave the experimental site. This is simply begging the imperial government to make a big fuss about it.

So if you think about it from the perspective of the Academy of Sciences, there are absolutely sufficient reasons for her to stop the investigation.

She must even be asked to stop the investigation, after all, the competition between two huge forces cannot be reconciled.

what to do.?

However.
Facing such a difficult problem, Catherine was only slightly taken aback, then recovered her calm and sneering expression, and even showed a self-deprecating smile.

I saw her slowly raising her hand, making a gesture of declaring an oath.

"here; at this moment; at this moment.

Catherine Charles Darwin, the 13 Knights of the Holy See Jurisdiction, Battle Sisters.

Swear to the Light.

Volunteer to wash away all glory.

Give up all the authority, property, meritorious service, and personality given by the Holy See.

Not protected by the Holy Light, not touched by the grace of the Holy Light.

From now on, life and death, sickness, suffering, and pain are all self-inflicted.

Lethal unchanged. "

A short oath.

However, the entire laboratory fell into deadly silence, like a thunder that fell from the sky, depriving everyone of their hearing.

Only the woman's understatement still resounds
"I will send the recorded version of this oath to the trial court as soon as possible. If you are worried, you can send it for me."

She said, then turned her head, looked at Sherlock, who was slightly stiff, and smiled easily:

"Now, they have no reason to stop you from continuing to investigate the case."

(End of this chapter)