what do you think sherlock

Chapter 97 Reasoning and Arriving

Three carriages were driving at high speed on the road in the fort area.

Di Renjie was sitting in the middle of the carriage at this time, and his assistant Kelly was sitting opposite him, both of them were holding a thick stack of documents in their hands.

"According to the investigation results of the dead in the Fort area, more than 70.00% of the dead had been treated in the Vasily Clinic, which is the most suspected coincidence point." Kelly handed a piece of paper with data in hand to Di Renjie.

Di Renjie read all the content in silence, thought for a moment, and then said to Kelly:

"Are there any details of the personnel inside the Vasily Clinic?"

"Yes," Kelly said, handing over another sheet of paper.

After Di Renjie took it, he took a quick glance and said:
"This nurse named Julie hasn't been seen for several days?"

"Yes, we asked the landlord of her rented house, and the other party confirmed that Julie had disappeared for at least three days." Kelly added,
"Do you think we need to arrange something about this?"

"I don't need it for the time being. I have a hunch that when we arrive at the Vasily Clinic, many of the current mysteries will be solved naturally."

As Di Renjie said, he stretched out his hand and slightly brushed the cotton gauze covering the glass window, looking at the street outside the carriage window.

Suddenly, he frowned, and through the transparent car window, he saw something abnormal in the distance:
"No, I'm afraid there is something wrong with Sherlock.

"I'll rush over first, River will be with me, Kelly, you and the others will speed up and follow."

The members of the White Tower Mobile Team are indeed carefully selected elites. After Di Renjie finished speaking, everyone entered the combat state without hesitation.

River Carterwhite, who was named by Di Renjie, is a young man in his early twenties and one of the heads of the tactical mobility department recommended to him by McCoff. After receiving the order, he looked at Di Renjie, and Di Renjie used one hand Grabbing each other's shoulders, he smiled and said:

"Have you ever experienced the feeling of traveling through space?"

"Varied?"

"Whoosh," the figures of the two disappeared in the carriage in an instant.
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"Looking at you like this, I guess you won't be able to ask any information." Sherlock looked at Annie who was becoming more and more alienated, and smiled helplessly:
"In that case, I won't hold back."

Sherlock raised the gun again and aimed at Annie's head, which was no different from the puppet.

"She has become like this, do the bullets really work?" Toledo backed away tremblingly, but after taking two steps back, he saw "Julie" getting closer and those vines that seemed to grow out of Anne's body A source of plant branches.

This made him immediately take a few steps forward involuntarily.

"It doesn't work now, but it doesn't mean it won't work in the future," Sherlock held up his pistol with a smile on his lips.

The three words of his real name lack the ability to directly kill in low-level situations, while these things in front of and behind him seem to have gotten rid of the constraints of the human body, lacking those fragile things that can be hit by a single blow. fatal weakness.

But that doesn't mean that Sherlock is helpless against these things at this time.
In fact, he has his way.

"First of all, plants are very sluggish."

"And you are all plants."

"So you're all going to be very slow."

As soon as the words fell, in Sherlock's soul room, a large amount of spiritual power was poured into the real name of "practice of deductive reasoning", and immediately, as if the pause button was pressed, all the people around Annie The swiftly dancing vines and the branches and leaves behind Sherlock became extremely slow.

Although not to the extent that it is a real plant, for Sherlock, his purpose has been achieved.

However, as a price, Sherlock felt that his mental power was being consumed rapidly. I am afraid that the "inference" he made would be broken by the other party in less than half a minute.

"It seems that the rank of this 'Miss Vegetable' is much higher than mine. Could it be the second rank?" Sherlock silently guessed in his heart, but he didn't stop what he was doing.

"Boom," he lightly pulled the trigger with his index finger, and a bullet flew out of the gun, hitting Annie's forehead.

This caused a gleam of joy to appear on Toledo's face who was "watching the battle", but this gleam of joy didn't stay on his face for long, and then disappeared immediately, turning into almost numb panic.

Therefore, Annie, who was shot between the eyebrows, did not show any signs of death. The slowly moving vines on her body were still moving, and there was no obvious change due to the shot.

It was as if what Sherlock hit just now was not the center of her eyebrows, but some innocuous place.

"Sure enough, it's already dehumanized, so it's hard to have a fatal weakness like a human?" Sherlock didn't show any surprise or fear, because this scene was in his expectation, and his first One shot is actually just a matter of luck, after all, if the opponent is weaker than he imagined, then he can save some effort.

But now it seems that he still has to go all out.

"Since you lost your Achilles' heel, I can only make another one for you." Sherlock smiled, raised the gun in his hand again, and aimed at Anne's heart:

"First of all, the heart is the Achilles' heel of a person."

"And you still have human characteristics for the time being."

"So the heart is also your Achilles' heel."

The familiar force appeared again, but this time, Sherlock felt that his mental power was being consumed several times faster than before. It is not difficult to guess that this is because his "inference" this time lacks sufficient basis, so that he must It takes more power to achieve the result he wants.

Fortunately, he still had at least a few seconds, which was enough time for him to fire a shot.

"Boom," a bullet hit Annie's heart. This time, she could no longer ignore the firearm attack as before. She fell to the ground, struggling desperately like a fish that fell to the ground.

"Run." Seeing that no one was blocking him, Sherlock took Toledo's hand and ran forward.

His mental power was almost exhausted at this time, and he no longer had the strength to stop the "chasing soldiers" behind him. At this time, "Julie" behind the two also broke free from the shackles of the previous "inference" and rushed towards Sherlock. The two rolled up.

At this critical moment, a phantom suddenly appeared above the head of "Julie", as if it came across the space.

The phantom stared at it for a moment, then fell, and landed right in the middle of the whole strange plant.

"Boom," a violent explosion resounded through the night sky.

(End of this chapter)