I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 62 The Shedding Dancer

After this night of dream walking, the fuel in Watson's soul body that was closely related to entering Mansu was completely exhausted, and he temporarily lost the key to enter and exit Mansu.

In the next few days, he was recovering from his injuries in peace. Little Stanford would bring him newspapers and books from time to time, so that he would not be cut off from the outside world even in the ward. Police reports related to cross-border cases-such as "Police News", "Notable Crimes", "Police Budget" and other small newspapers that are not popular.

But it is precisely this kind of novelty-seeking newspapers and periodicals full of unreliable and exaggerated content titles that are only spread among low-level people, which can escape the public opinion control of the Anti-Suppression Bureau and depict the most authentic London.

The dark, bloody and violent London hidden under the thick black industrial exhaust gas.

Watson casually browsed through a column of serial articles called "Reality Appraisal". Although the author of the article is anonymous, but from the author's admiration that "through the establishment of precise and systematic observation methods, the specific situation of the entire logical chain can be inferred" With a series of remarks such as 'observing and inferring passers-by's past experiences and occupations', he can almost conclude that the author of the article is Charlotte Holmes!

Although he has already studied this knowledge more systematically in later generations, Watson is reading it with relish just like Watson in the original book.

Through the female detective's anonymity, he can release the true feelings of the text, and he seems to be able to gain insight into the other party's heart, just as the other party mentioned in a recent article, "Doubt and curiosity are the basis of reasoning, but no detective can do it." Suspicion in the heart should be indulged wantonly, which will lead to the breakdown of friendship and irreparable impact on life. '

When Watson saw this passage, he knew that his act of saving his life when facing William had finally achieved results, and he didn't need the female detective to be moved by it to agree with him—it was just a literati's love affair with William in the novel. obscenity.

He only hoped that through this matter, she could drag down Charlotte Holmes' suspicions on a moral level, so that she would no longer place her desire to investigate the case on him, and then his next plans would be unimpeded!
After reading for a period of time, Watson suddenly had a very interesting thought in his heart, "Why don't I follow Watson in the original book and write Charlotte Holmes's investigation process into a novel and publish it?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible, as long as he tried to further exaggerate Holmes' role in the investigation of the case, and then weakened and reduced his own role, using the image of a not very bright assistant to set off the accuracy of the female detective's reasoning... At that time, even if it is the Anti-Suppression Bureau After paying attention to this series of articles, they will only think that the investigation of the case is entirely due to Sherlock Holmes, and thus ignore his little-known little assistant!
Anyway, the process of recuperating in the hospital is extremely boring now, so he simply called the nurse to get a pen and paper and ink to start writing. Since the case of No. 3 Garden Street, Lauriston has not been resolved yet, he started to describe it directly from the incident of the Shining Blade Order .

In order to ensure the smooth circulation of the article in the world, Watson specially deleted and replaced the plots about supernatural phenomena such as secret transmissions.

Changed the Shining Blade Order serving the Lord of the Blades into a secret criminal group that deliberately planned to set off a military riot in London.

Changed Elson, who died by his own hands, into a man who had lost his way and planned to report evidence of group crimes to the authorities, but was brutally silenced.

The female detective Charlotte Holmes started the investigation from this clue, and followed up with her cumbersome assistants all the way to investigate. Finally, she set up an ambush to attract the leader of the criminal group to show up, and cooperated with the well-trained Scotland Yard police. To wipe out this terrifying criminal group, the text mainly focuses on describing the observation and reasoning process of the female detective, highlighting her wisdom and vigilance.

Watson spent a lot of pen and ink to focus on depicting the scene where the female detective single-handedly stopped William McConaughey, the leader of the criminal group, from escaping. Charlotte's heroic appearance is comparable to the rebirth of Athena, the Valkyrie in Greek mythology!
"Well written, Watson!"

After reading this article, Little Stanford couldn't help but slapped his thigh and applauded, "I didn't expect you, Watson, to have such an outstanding talent in literary creation. This "Shocking! Another riot case comparable to the explosion in Congress was released." Stifled in the Cradle!" article, not only the title is uniquely novel and attractive, but also the plot is ups and downs, which always touches the heartstrings of readers, and I can't help but keep reading!"

"Although I knew Charlotte's investigative and reasoning skills were excellent in the past, but after reading your article, I realized that I still underestimated her!"

Little Stanford smiled bitterly and said, "According to the description in your article, it seems that where I have been, who I have met, and what I have done, I am afraid that it is clear to Charlotte at a glance, and I can't hide it from her at all."

"But I don't understand one thing, Watson, why do you describe yourself so... so inconspicuous in the article? Like a little shadow next to the radiant Charlotte?"

Little Stanford originally wanted to ask Watson why you described yourself so humble and ordinary, but after thinking about it, he changed a word.

"Is there? But the process of this case is indeed mainly contributed by Miss Charlotte, and I just made some insignificant contributions from the side." Watson has considered in the process of writing that if he describes himself too much Being stupid may have the counterproductive effect of concealing one's identity, and already consciously added some irrelevant roles to oneself, it seems that the effect is not obvious enough.

Little Stanford actually couldn't bear to see his idol being portrayed so weak in the article, but he came to his senses in an instant... It seems that Watson is consciously downplaying his own role in order to set off Charlotte's reasoning Talent, he is indeed a noble and humble person!

"That's not true. This may be my preconceived idea. In my perception, Watson, you can never be the unknown person in the article, but if it is other general readers, you should not think so."

Watson nodded ponderingly. It seems that he still has to revise it. This article will definitely enter the eyes of the female detective, but he must not let the other party see his true intentions from the article, "No, I think your opinion is very pertinent. I'll revise it tomorrow, and then I'll have to ask you, Lilan, to deliver it to the newspaper."

Little Stanford waved his hand and said confidently: "This matter couldn't be easier. Our Stanford family has opened a newspaper that publishes this kind of article. With the quality of your article, you don't need me to speak, and you will definitely be able to publish it." Get a prominent position!"

Having said that, since he introduced such a dangerous job to his friend, Little Stanford wanted to make up for it with a trace of guilt in his heart. He secretly decided to publish Watson's article on the front page of his newspaper!Unless... something important happens in town that day, such as a massive factory explosion or a famous celebrity's unexpected death!
However, after finishing the first article, the influence of Qi that Watson left in his mind completely dissipated with the exhaustion of experiments and the natural passage of time.He fell into the boring daily life again, and could only rely on the knowledge in the book to fill the emptiness with nothing to do.

He originally thought that his willpower was enough to suppress the influence of moths, blades and cups on his xinxing, but it turned out that he was wrong!

This leisurely and comfortable time did not make him feel comfortable and happy, on the contrary, he felt some kind of shackles and restraints.

It was as if he was stuffed into the straitjacket of a mental patient, his spirit and body seemed to be tightly bound, and the invisible shackles deeply strangled his flesh and blood, which instead stimulated his instinctive struggle and struggle. The bloodthirsty desire that would take several months to erupt has faintly broken the long embankment of reason in less than a week.

For a moment, he wanted to escape from the safe and warm hospital, leave the place of singing and singing, and plunge into the dark, damp and violent alleys of London, filling his heterogeneous hunger and thirst with dirty and sinful blood.

Whenever the female nurse bent down to deliver the meal, and the slender and fair neck approached him, Watson could hardly help holding the silver table knife, slashing upwards at an angle, scratching the delicate skin, cutting Cut off the fragile artery, let the mellow and sweet blood shoot out beautiful lines, splashing down on his face.

But his rationality was reminding himself, like an alarm bell ringing constantly.

"Calm down! Calm down, Watson!!!"

"Have you forgotten all the teachings of your adoptive father?!"

"Could it be that the girl in front of me has triggered the ban?!"

"Don't you want to become a beast immersed in desire?!!!"

A will as tough as steel finally won the desire of secret transmission at the cost of a miserable victory. Watson barely suppressed the hunger and restlessness in his heart, but this shared most of his energy, and it was difficult for him to immerse himself in reading books. , I just feel that the content in the book is so boring and boring, so disgusting.

On the seventh day after being admitted to the hospital, he felt the recovery of his soul-body characteristics, and couldn't wait to dream into Mansu again. He walked through the road of chaos like a crazy beast, jumped into the boundless woodland, and breathed the ancient The lingering primitive breath, feeling the wild atmosphere, something that does not exist in the waking world flows in the soul body.

He threw away his restrained clothes, roared and roared unscrupulously, and ran away a large number of strange-shaped mole rats, causing the branches and leaves to applaud and a few moths to sing and dance around, but his roar was drowned in the overwhelming sound waves of flapping wings middle.

The merry and dancing moths lead him to join another group of his kind.

Under the gentle and cold moonlight, Watson saw the graceful figure dancing in the woodland. The other party also gave up her clothes and shame, and let the moonlight as dense as milky white milk flow on her creamy skin. Her skin shone brighter than the moon in the sky, and brighter red than the pulpy rhizome.

It is an art that existed long before the birth of language and painting. It is a performance performed by human ancestors in the primitive era to dedicate to the gods, and it is the earliest, oldest and oldest sacrificial ceremony.

The dancer was also a stranger who could not be called an acquaintance.

　When I was writing this chapter last night, when the moth introduced the dancer, a small gray moth flew in through the blinds... Hey!The author is just talking about it for a while, I am actually a pure lamp man!
　　There is something wrong with the background, and the listing has been changed to tomorrow... Embarrassing, then did I post my testimonial yesterday too early?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)