what do you think sherlock

Chapter 29 Door and Fame
Although there are only 8 short characters, Di Renjie can get a lot of information from it.

The so-called good deeds not only require his own inner approval, but also the sincere gratitude of others as a reward. Only when these two conditions are met at the same time can the power of this real name be triggered and the brilliance of good fortune be born.

And the so-called good fortune glow is the colorful glow that just appeared in his soul room.In addition to the function of engraving the words of the real name on the soul wall, this kind of glow also has the ability to condense and strengthen the spiritual body, which is one of the best nutrients for the growth of the soul.

But other than that, Di Renjie couldn't get any more information about the source of this power.He could only rely on his own instinct to feel that this force was extremely kind and trusting to him, which made him a little relieved.

Excluding the potential risk of "unpredictable origin", in his opinion, this power is indeed a rare boost for him.He has always had great confidence in himself, but the Transcendent Domain is indeed a strange world to him, and it is a good thing to be able to rely on something now.

As for how he will use this power to boost his promotion in the future, he doesn't think he needs to make any changes. As long as he follows his current way of doing things, the speed of obtaining the radiance of good fortune will not be slow, and if he If you deliberately do good deeds in order to obtain such a good fortune, you may not be recognized by the words of your real name because you violate your heart, and you will fall into the lower realm.

And just when Di Renjie was thinking about how to deal with this god-given opportunity, a new change appeared in the three real-name words in front of him.

It seems that some kind of switch can be triggered after gathering three words of real name. At this moment, the three words in front of him are moving on the soul wall.

They emitted brighter brilliance, and the golden and colorful lights began to intertwine and merge. Gradually, after a burst of dazzling brilliance, each of the three sentences formed a side, forming a triangle.

Then, inside the triangle, the soul wall that originally exuded a faint khaki luster, seemed to be blessed by some mysterious power, and also burst into dazzling golden light.

Unlike the glow of the words of the real name, the golden glow in the triangular area has a texture similar to ripples, as if the soul wall in this area has been transformed into a small golden spring at this moment, or It's flowing sand.

However, it is such a seemingly mysterious triangular area. When Di Renjie looked at it for the first time, a word would naturally appear in his mind:

"Door."

There is no reason and no reason, it seems that this word is innately engraved in his mind, engraved in the instinct of creatures, it seems that he should know that this is a door, it is obviously a triangle, but it is a door .

"The door, the door to the soul room."

Di Renjie's spiritual body murmured.

He recalled the words that Charles once said to him, and also the words recorded in the book written by Senior René, stepping from the first-level apprentice to the second-level mentor, the extraordinary or the eternal balance path The most important and difficult hurdle that the extraordinary person needs to go through is this door, which allows the apprentices' consciousness to walk from the soul room to the outside of the room.

"Looks like I have to have a good chat with Miss Angelina tomorrow," Di Renjie thought as he exited the soul room.

He has successfully reached the level between the first level and the second level, and he is not ready to take this step yet.

He has gained too much tonight, he needs enough time to digest it, and a good sleep is a good choice.

In this way, Di Renjie, who had been busy all day, finally fell asleep.

Until the next morning, a loud and piercing violin sound woke him up from his sleep.

Di Renjie rubbed his eyes, sat up in astonishment, put on his pajamas and walked into the living room, he was a little confused who was playing such terrible music.

This level of harshness is not too much to be prohibited by law.

"Oh, Sherlock," Di Renjie looked at Sherlock who was playing the violin in front of the French window in surprise, and said in surprise:
"You're playing something very new."

"Thank you for the compliment, John, I hope I didn't disturb you; if you are indeed disturbed, there is a cup of Ceylon black tea on the coffee table, which is my spiritual compensation." Sherlock continued to play his "Moving" violin music, with a signature smirk on his face.

"Thank you for the hospitality." Di Renjie picked up the black tea on the coffee table and took a sip. The tea soup exuding the aroma of flowers and fruits and mellow taste entered his mouth, which made him feel much more relaxed.

Although Sherlock was playing the violin in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows at this time, the curtains were closed, firmly blocking the moving scene of the morning outside the window.

After Di Renjie observed this, he immediately had a bad guess in his heart, and he also took a few steps towards the window, and as he approached the French window, a burst of noisy noise broke into his ears, even if it was Sherlock's terrible music can't hide it either.

"John, your prediction is absolutely correct," Sherlock stopped playing the violin.

Di Renjie opened the curtain a little, looked downstairs, and saw outside 221B Baker Street, crowded with reporters of various colors with cameras and notebooks.

They stood according to their respective newspaper offices, forming small groups that were clearly close to each other but clearly separated. Di Renjie made a rough scan and found that there were more than 20 of them.

"Frankly speaking, although it was expected, this battle is really beyond imagination." Di Renjie said with some emotion.

Sherlock spread his hands, expressing his helplessness.

It should be said that the reporter is worthy of being a reporter. Although Di Renjie only opened a small gap to observe the downstairs, he was still spotted by the sharp-eyed reporter:

"Mr. Sherlock, can you talk about your views on the Prime Minister's collusion with Russia?"

"Mr. Sherlock, I heard that you and your assistant helped Scotland Yard capture a large number of spies yesterday. Is this matter related to the Prime Minister?"

"Mr. Watson, you acted bravely at St. Bartholomew's Hospital yesterday. Can you talk about your feelings? Do you think these people are connected with the Prime Minister?"

……

Accompanied by these noisy human voices, there are bursts of white light, that is the spotlight of the camera is working.

Di Renjie quickly returned the curtain to its original position, and took a sip of tea with lingering fear.

Bang, the wooden door of the hall was pushed open at this time, and Mrs. Hudson walked in with a surprised face, holding a newspaper in her hand:
"Sherlock, John, come and read this newspaper."

Di Renjie and Sherlock took over the newspaper. This is The Times, a big newspaper in London with a great reputation, and on the front page of the newspaper is written:

"The prime minister is suspected of colluding with Russia and treason? Scotland Yard persecutes informed police detectives!"

"Here are a few more copies," Mrs. Hudson handed over a few more newspapers, all of which were big London newspapers:
"Russian spies sneaked into London to commit a heinous crime, and the reason behind it is actually related to the Prime Minister!"

"Disraeli publicly distrusts Scotland Yard and will hire private investigators to investigate Prime Minister."

"Ten questions to Downing Street!"

……

"It seems that our Mr. Prime Minister is going to be in trouble." Sherlock raised his eyebrows.

"Indeed, but our troubles will not be small." Di Renjie pointed out the window with a wry smile.

(The second one is at night~)

(End of this chapter)