big devil holmes

Chapter 94 Heavy Snow ([-])

There was a creak, and the door opened, and Mrs. Hudson stood behind it.

The moment she saw Sherlock, she seemed to panic suddenly, but quickly hid her emotions:

"Oh, it's you, what's the matter?"

Naturally, it was impossible for this instant change to escape Sherlock's eyes, but he didn't inquire, let alone speculate on the other party's psychology from those eyes.

There is still a difference between exploratory desire and voyeurism, especially when dealing with people close to you.

He just smiled and took out the coat in his hand.

"I heard that this winter is very cold. On the way back, I happened to see this dress in a window on the street. I think it suits you very well, so."

He smiled and handed the clothes over.

For some reason, Mrs. Hudson suddenly became bewildered, and subconsciously put her hands behind her back, as if she didn't dare to touch the dress, but at the same time she raised her head and met Sherlock's eyes for a moment.

It was at this moment that Sherlock clearly noticed some red blood in her eyes that hadn't dissipated in time.

cried
He hesitated:
"I won't ask too much about your life, but if you need any help, you can come to me. I'm a detective, and I specialize in helping people solve problems. For the sake of being the landlord, I can give you the commission fee Get [-]% off."

It was just a nonsensical remark, but Mrs. Hudson laughed suddenly, her nose flushed.

"You're the nicest person I've ever met."

"Uh..." Sherlock didn't dare to answer these words, and looked down at the snow under his feet with some shame, and had to doubt his landlord's eyes once again.

Immediately after
"please forgive me."

The girl inside the door suddenly said such an endless sentence, then gritted her teeth, as if facing an extremely difficult choice, and took the coat from Sherlock's hand.

"Goodbye."

After speaking, she closed the door.

Only Sherlock was left outside, looking at the closed door, his brows became tighter and tighter.
For the next few days, everything seemed to be business as usual.

The only difference was that the landlady no longer continued to help Sherlock clean the room, nor did she prepare any food for him, nor did she invite him to her home for dinner.

I could feel that she began to alienate herself intentionally or unintentionally.

In the words of that pen pal, it means that the other party has understood his intentions and stopped pestering her. But women, after being rejected, will definitely have some psychological grievances, but there is no need to worry, time will dilute all emotions.

In theory, it is true.
But Sherlock could clearly feel that this matter was more complicated than imagined, because Mrs. Hudson's eyes at that moment contained so many complicated emotions that Sherlock couldn't tell the truth from it. What exactly happened, we can only be sure that the heart of that kind girl must be undergoing an incomparably cruel struggle.

And, no one can help her.

"Because of the strong cold air in the north, in the next 72 hours, London will usher in the coldest snowstorm in 15 years!"

On the radio, the announcer's voice was as cheerful as ever, as if what he was talking about was something to be happy about.

Moreover, the strong wind has been blowing for a whole day, and the snow is flying like tiny blades. Everyone knows that a blizzard is coming, which makes the voice on the radio sound like a fart from a loudspeaker.

Sherlock's reading of "Divine Comedy" has basically been completed. After this period of time, his expansion speed in hell has been unbelievably improved.

When he was sleeping last night, he counted the general situation.

His domain has reached two-thirds of the lower city, and there is a faint tendency to cross the Thames River. The number of contract demons under his hands has reached 35, and they have been evenly distributed to all areas of the lower city.

If he wanted, he could now quickly summon an enslaved demon at a distance of more than 20 kilometers, and silently attack a person.

And it is absolutely impossible for anyone to doubt him, only to think that this is an unlucky demon attack.

At the same time, while wandering in hell, he discovered the characteristics of another contract demon.

That is. In most cases, demons will follow their masters, even if they exist in different planes.

Of course, if the contractor travels thousands of kilometers on a high-speed steam train, the contract demon will definitely not be able to keep up, but as long as its master summons it to the real world, and then opens the void crack to let it return Hell, then you can let this demon cross thousands of kilometers at one time, and come to the level of hell not far from him.

So if a group of tentacles are sent to entangle a contract demon, what will happen when its owner summons it?

Will he be dragged away?

Then if you have no conscience, you can just find a demon in hell and slaughter it.

Will its contractors also suffer backlash in another plane?

Otherwise, try it next time?
Sherlock still has a lot of things waiting to be verified, and this behavior of exploring the rules of the unknown field is very useful to him.

just
Isn't all this a little too smooth.

According to the law of conservation of luck, if everything feels smooth, it indicates that there is something very unlucky waiting ahead.

So, when Sherlock finally returned to his rental house despite the increasing wind and snow.

He looked at the landlady standing outside the door in a daze.

From the falling snow on her body and the flushed cheeks from the wind, it can be seen that she has been standing here for a long time.

"What's the matter? Didn't you bring the key?"

Sherlock walked over, asked with some doubts, and then his eyes fell on several large boxes behind him.

That was his own suitcase.
"I've already packed the salute for you. Your clothes and daily necessities will not be left behind. I have put the refunded rent and liquidated damages in the salute." Mrs. Hudson said, her tone was very calm, but she never left. Dare to meet Sherlock's eyes.

"Well, I don't quite understand what you mean."

"Why don't you understand this!" Her tone was very strong, and her tone was raised a little unconsciously.

"Starting today, this is not your home!" Speaking of this, Mrs. Hudson's throat seemed to be choked suddenly, she took a deep breath, and finally continued loudly:
"You!. were kicked out!"

(End of this chapter)