I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 70
The courtyard inside the hospital was not illuminated by lights, and the bright and clear moon was also blocked by dark clouds. The light here was extremely dim and deep.

The flowers that have not been taken care of for a long time have long since died, but the messy grasses are growing wildly, using all means to extract any trace of nutrients from the land.

The female detective carried an oil lamp across the grass, and she saw two rows of toilets located at a distance in the center of the courtyard. One row of door panels was painted with Ms. L-Ladies, and the other row of door panels was painted with Mr. G-Gentlemen.

She noticed that the interior of two of the women's toilets was emitting light, and two pairs of ladies' shoes could be seen through the cracks under the translucent toilet door panels, a pair of muddy leather boots, and a pair of worn-out small leather shoes.

The female detective came up with a plan. First, she pretended to avoid the muddy ground and swung the oil lamp from side to side, so that the light could sweep across the surrounding area. Then she secretly looked at the shadows around her with her peripheral vision to confirm that there were indeed no peepers nearby.

She directly put the oil lamp and shoes into one of the vacant women's toilets, then ran into the bushes like a sensitive cat, and then slowly crawled into other corridors inside the hospital.

Without the illumination of the light, the interior of St. Artemis Hospital was so dark that it looked like the stomach of a giant beast, while the corridor in front of the female detective was like an esophagus leading directly to the stomach of a giant beast. With the breeze blowing, the room in the deep shadows seemed to be the stomach of a monster. There will be a shrill cry like a baby crying.

This strange sound kept echoing in the corridors, making this missionary hospital where mysterious incidents had erupted particularly terrifying. It seemed that the innocent dead who had opened their chests were still unwilling to leave, and their malice towards the living still remained in the hospital.

But how can the illusory fear frighten the determined female detective? !

Charlotte Holmes walked along the corridor wall at a leisurely pace. Her sight gradually adapted to the darkness enough to barely see. She concentrated on listening to the movement around her, and used the steel wire she carried with her to unscrew the old door locks. She wandered from room to room, trying to find any clues.

However, some tables, chairs and tools that were discarded during the evacuation of the hospital were found.

In a room that used to be an inpatient ward, she found a bed stained with a large amount of black blood. The murder weapon suspected to be the patient's self-mutilation was still kept in the corner of the room. The teeth have been curled and twisted. It is hard to imagine what kind of mentality the patient who fell into the influence of the unknown source at that time used such a small fork to self-mutilate.

She also found black bloodstains in Datan in a place that was suspected to be a public event place, and the shapes and sizes of the bloodstains were different.

The female detective's strong rationality and profound knowledge were intertwined and gathered in her mind, and she restored the general scene at that time-there were seven people in the scene, and they stood in a circle at a distance of one meter at the beginning.

Each of the seven people held a self-mutilation weapon. Although there was no sign of the utensils they used on the ground at this moment, judging from the traces of blood splatter, three of the self-mutilation weapons were relatively sharp, and they might be table knives.Among them, the three self-mutilation tools are slightly dull, perhaps forks or sharp objects.And the last self-mutilation weapon is very suspicious... The female detective can't see carefully, the blood is splashed in sporadic traces, but it is splashed left and right in a disorderly manner, and finally spews out in a large amount suddenly?

Charlotte Holmes suddenly came up with a bold idea, could it be... The other party simply used his nails to gradually tear his skin apart, dug out a shallow wound, and then put his fingers into the wound and dug desperately. Drilling desperately, just waiting for the wound to gradually expand and deepen... Put your fingers together like shovels and insert into the wound, and suddenly forcefully expand outward, opening your chest like opening a closed double door.

The female detective suddenly felt a little horrified, not because of the bloody scenes in her imagination, but because of her sudden imagination... It was because she had witnessed too many weird scenes after experiencing the events of Lance, Harris and William , Has it caused my current thoughts to become more and more dark?

Charlotte thought so, and gradually approached the leisure activity place. She hoped to carefully identify the black bloodstains and further infer the original situation.

However, as she approached, the sky was turbulent, the dark clouds parted, and a pale moonlight shone in through the broken window panes of the hospital.

Some fragments that were paler than the moonlight and reflected the gloomy light were sprinkled in the blood stains, and the black blood stains were particularly conspicuous. She leaned forward to look, and it was impressively a grain of bone dregs like debris.

"It's human bones."

Thinking of this, the female detective knelt down and picked up a piece of broken bone, and rubbed it with her index finger and thumb. The bone was hard... This was not left over from the incident at the time, but a human bone left only recently. broken!

Was it Dr. Winfreys and his assistants?Or the work of some other mad tanter?

The female detective is still unable to deduce the answer, but at least she already knows that there are still suspicious things in this abandoned church hospital.

It was almost time, and Charlotte returned to the appearance of a village girl and returned to the blue-purple hall with an oil lamp. Her ashen face showed a shy apology, and she returned the lamp to the busy doctor's assistant.

The coachman X211, who pretended to be asleep, glanced at Miss Holmes' return through narrowed eyes, and asked softly, "Is there any result in the investigation?"

The female detective didn't reply, but nodded slightly, "You've almost finished your IV, and it's time for us to leave."

"Ah."

Hearing this, X211 immediately opened his eyes, showing a vigorous look, and the female detective also took advantage of the opportunity to call the doctor's assistant to remove the drip needle for her younger brother.

The pair of siblings from the outskirts of the racecourse thanked Dr. Winfreys who was still in consultation, and walked back while bowing in gratitude.

After they walked away, a lively girl came out of the hospital. Her facial features were not particularly exquisite, but they were extremely pleasing.

She always has a contagious and joyful smile on her face. Everyone will feel lighthearted when they see her, as if all the troubles in life can be left behind as long as they face this pretty face.

She wore the same uniform as the doctor's assistant Nello, a white coat with a bright red cross painted on the back, and a pair of mud-stained leather boots.

She leaned into the ear of Dr. Winfreys, who was busy, and said softly:
"The elder sister of the racecourse siblings just now pretended to go to the courtyard to go to the toilet, but in fact she was fumbling around inside the hospital. I suspect...she has already discovered something."

Dr. Winfreys still had a calm smile on his face. He gently waved his hand to let the next interviewer take a seat. At the same time, he slightly parted his lips to emit low-frequency sound waves that ordinary people could not hear.

"Don't panic, Clovette, you order to go down, let the church members who are free to clean up the traces left by the previous ceremony, and then come back to continue the free clinic, as if we didn't find her behavior, but... tomorrow morning Church activities are temporarily canceled."

The girl named Croweite also opened her lips slightly and remained silent, but her throat was also moving slightly.

"What about the prepared meat pig? Take it away first or deal with it nearby?"

Dr. Winfreys didn't answer, just nodded slightly, as if answering the patient's question.

But the young girl Clovette already knew what the leader meant—take it back and continue to be imprisoned, waiting for the next ritual to be used.

　At the end, I seem to be getting more and more confused. I originally planned to finish Holmes' side in two chapters today, but this is written in four chapters... Tomorrow the plot will definitely return to Watson's side!I swear by the light in my skull!
　　
　
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