big devil holmes

Chapter 79 The Divine Comedy on Earth ([-])

The night in London is as usual, even on the clearest day, it will become dark because of the fog. Some children are seven or eight years old, and they think that the moonlight is actually light red.

Behind the Auckland Cathedral, there is an extremely inconspicuous small door, hidden in the flower garden, covered with moss, it seems that it has never been opened, even the gardener of the church will subconsciously forget it.

But today, the door was opened after a long time, and a tall maid accompanied her master into the shadow behind the door.

And just behind the British Library, there is also a door that is not often opened.

It may be a coincidence, or it may be intentional. In short, the two doors are very close to each other. When they are open, they will almost touch each other.
Holding a keychain in his hand, Moran first closed the wooden door of the church, and then used one of the keys to open the back door of the library.

In this way, she walked all the way, and Moriarty followed her, without talking to each other.

In most cases, his master habitually keeps silent, but it is miraculous that he does not make people feel lonely, and even if he speaks, he will often win a person within a few words. People's goodwill, and build a great unwarranted trust.

When Moran first met him, he had experienced this strange personality charm. The man in front of him, who was not tall, only took 5 minutes, and he seemed to be taller than all the people in the world. Together, they understood herself better. If she didn't know that the other party was not a contractor, she would even feel that she was being affected by some kind of abyssal ability.

And after getting along with each other for many years, Moran finally realized that this kind of personality charm is only the extremely inconspicuous one among the countless talents of the other party.
No one can read all the textbooks of the 'Imperial Mechanics Academy' within a month and master them well.

No one can be awarded the 'Leibniz Outstanding Contribution Award' at the age of 15.

No one can mentally calculate the 1th root of a 300-digit number in one minute; no one can find out 13 loopholes in the current law of the empire within a week; no one can see which direction is right by just looking at a strategic map The logistics supply line is the weakest; no one can silence the researchers of the entire School of Life Sciences with a four-page paper, no one can complete a global dissection of a large demon by himself, no one can Read the entire "Gospel of the Holy Light" within 71 hours, and memorize every punctuation mark in it.

Moran didn't even know what some of the nouns meant, but she knew that no one could do any of the above.
Except for his own master.

Moreover, these things seem to be only the part that can be known to him among the countless things his master has done. After all, it is impossible for a holy son of the Holy See to touch these things with his real identity, but in his countless false identities , and how many astonishing achievements.

In short, it's hard for her to imagine what else her master can't do.
But after he became an adult, he seemed to like to be alone more and more, like to think, and like to be silent. Although he can perfectly interpret the expression into the most natural one, whenever Moran sees his gentle smile, he will always be in front of him. In the deepest part of his eyes, a trace of fear was captured.

That kind of fear with a bit of sourness, helplessness, and sadness.

This is the tacit perception that she can only have after being with the other party for more than 20 years. However, to this day, she still does not know why this fear comes from
The British Library closes at 22 o'clock every night, so during this time period, the whole building is extremely quiet, only the sound of footsteps echoing in the corridor.

Soon, the two came to an extremely edge corridor, and the maidservant took out another key from the key chain, inserted it into a secret door on the wall, and turned it slowly.

There was only a "click". The door opened.

"Since 32 years ago, this room has been used as the storage place for the most precious books in the library. The materials of the surrounding walls and the door body are specially refined by the Mechanical Academy. It requires a special furnace and the joint efforts of some contractors to produce. Every year The output is less than one thousand tons, and it is the hardest material in the empire at this stage. It has excellent sound insulation and heat resistance, and the door lock is the oldest plug-in style. That is to say, if there is no key, no one can open it outside. Open."

She said respectfully, just to tell her master that you are absolutely safe here.
Moriarty nodded. As the only hell picture book in the whole world, it really deserves this treatment.

So, he ordered the other party to wait at the door, and he walked into the room, closed the door, and pulled the latch.

The entire room is very small, without windows or any ventilation facilities, but miraculously it does not feel stuffy. The extremely simple tables and chairs, without any complicated decorations, are just right for reading.

Moriarty walked towards the row of bookshelves on the wall, glanced over the scattered books, and finally landed on the extremely rough cover page.

He took a deep breath, then took out a string of necklaces from his pocket and hung them on his chest.

The pendant of the necklace is a small glass bottle filled with some crystal clear liquid. It is holy dew.

The dew collected on the branches and leaves in the morning of the holy city of Jerusalem is stored in the church for devout believers to worship. In the end, 12 high priests will recite and pray for a whole month to give it as much holy light as possible. the power of.

Such a drop of dew, as long as it is worn, can keep most demons away. After splashing it, even if it comes into contact with a large demon, it can burn through its body all the way. The purification is clean, and the output is extremely rare. Generally, only people above the pope level are eligible to wear it, and they are only willing to use it at the most critical moment.

It is so precious after all.

So after that, Mr. Moriarty pulled out another bottle the size of a drinking glass
Unscrew the lid, pour the holy dew into the palm of your hand, carefully scrub each finger crevice, pour some out, lightly dab it in your eyes, then wash your face, and finally put the remaining half The bottle was poured into the stomach.

Refreshing, sweet, the taste is not bad
Until then, he finally closed his eyes, slowly reached out to the rough picture book, and picked it up.

"Divine Comedy".
Such a book that makes people fall into madness at a glance makes Moriarty have to be fully prepared. In fact, even so, he can't guarantee whether he is safe. If Moran knows that he is Doing such a dangerous thing, maybe you will drag yourself out of the house at the cost of committing the following crimes.

However. Moriarty needs to read this book. He has reasons he can't avoid!
So he slowly opened his eyes, and for the first time his sight officially fell on its dark yellow leather.

The rough texture, the distorted handwriting on the cover, was infested by the wind and sand of hell, and the solemn atmosphere that has been untouched for more than 30 years.

Just when he was shocked by the momentum contained in this book
"Ok?"

Moriarty frowned suddenly.

Because he found that in the lower left corner of the book, there is a little bit of upward warping.
This kind of leather book is definitely different from paper printing, the twists and turns of the page will not last for a long time, and it will be restored within two or three hours.

So this means
This book has just been read
(End of this chapter)