big devil holmes

Chapter 139 Gathering of Clues

Moran, a maid with the most traditional ideas.

Well, it's actually not that traditional. After all, there are still a few maids who run away from marriage with their masters, but as a maid, when she is by the master's side, she should always restrain her edge a little.

But at this time Moran was right behind Moriarty, as usual, quiet, silent, with lowered eyebrows, but even so, he still attracted all eyes.

Watson saw Sherlock's eyes, turned around and looked across the street.

Immediately afterwards, I was stunned!
Even the eyes that had been squinting could not help opening, revealing a hint of strong surprise.

Moran still has such a tall figure, and he wears the same maid outfit, but a mechanical arm is so eye-catching. The alloy steel spreads all the way to the shoulder, and a small steam turbine is embedded in the shoulder armor. Although the performance is very quiet at this time, no one knows what it will look like when it runs, because the suitable maid top has not been customized yet, resulting in the overly soft fabric always getting stuck on the mechanical gear, very helpless, This arm can only be exposed temporarily, and occasionally there is a glimmer of light in the not-so-bright sun.

Ever since the gates of hell were opened and the empire began to vigorously develop steam, the Imperial Academy of Machinery has become a backbone force in promoting the development of human science and technology. Although there have been rumors for a long time, the Academy of Machinery has begun to pay attention to the "people" as early as decades ago. "Combination with machinery" is such a cutting-edge subject, but after so many years, no one knows how far this subject has been researched, and no one has witnessed that a person can really have a mechanical arm.

At this time, besides the mechanical arm, the black blindfold on the left eye of Moran was a little too abrupt. She was dressed in the most traditional maid outfit, with fair skin, smooth long hair, and a quiet posture. In the attributes, a pair of blindfolds appeared abruptly.

Although this blindfold is connected with the maid's hairband, it doesn't look as ferocious as pirates or gamblers in the lower city, but it always feels very weird, and people can't help but want to take aim at it. glance.

In short, at this moment, several people are separated by a long street, you look at me and I look at you who are puzzled by each other.

After a few seconds, Sherlock finally spoke:

"Well, since you're all here, please come in."

There were so many people in the room at once, and Sherlock was still a little uncomfortable, so he found a few chairs and came over, which gave Moriarty and Watson a place to sit.

In fact, His Royal Highness the Son of God and Watson have not met formally, and there is still a strange feeling of getting along between the two.

"Hello, John Watson, retired military doctor."

"Hi, Moriarty, Son of the Holy See."

This kind of self-introduction with a sense of absurdity made Sherlock feel a little headache. If Watson's self-introduction is still in the past, then the introduction of "Son of the Holy See" seems a bit awkward.

What was even more awkward was that the two people in front of them shook hands in a friendly and cordial manner.

Of course, these two are not good at anything, they both have a strong ability to read and understand people, so during such a simple meeting, they both tried to read something about each other from their expressions, words and deeds. information, but at the same time, they both found that they couldn't see through each other at all.

In the end, they only got to know each other and smiled, thinking that the other party is Sherlock's friend after all, and it shouldn't be a simple character, so they were relieved.

As for Moran, she did not sit down. Although she lost an eye and an arm, for her, not dying was already an added bonus; Nightingale's healing ability could not make the lost limbs grow back, But all other damage can be repaired, so Moran is in good condition at this time.

As usual, she tried her best to fulfill the duties of a maid, and began to make tea for others, but found that Sherlock didn't even have tea at home, so she had no choice but to pour three cups of hot water
"Ka——" The kettle was pinched and burst.

"Bang!" The knob of the gas stove was directly pressed in, and a big hole was made out of the entire stove!

"I'm sorry, I haven't mastered the strength of my arm yet." Moran frowned, looking at his arm worriedly.

"We can do it ourselves." Sherlock, in order to avoid the house being demolished, caused the landlady's wife to order him to be executed when he came back. He hurried over to get a few glasses of water and put them on the table.

This finally opened the official topic.

"Didn't you say that you have something to talk to me about?" Sherlock said.

Then I saw Moriarty glanced at Watson next to me from the corner of my eye, and he emphasized with certainty: "If you want to tell me something related to the crash of the airship, trust me, Watson is here, you will Makes the conversation more productive."

Moriarty hesitated for a moment, as if thinking of the name that the old man by the river mentioned to him that night, and then nodded: "Okay, then I'll just get straight to the point and I want you to help me investigate this matter."

"Oh?" Sherlock leaned back with more interest: "Tell me specifically."

"There's nothing to say in detail. I just want you to investigate everything, including the cause, process, method, behind-the-scenes mastermind, motive, who passed through the middle link, and all other things." Moriarty said:

"Actually, I've been investigating these days, but I've encountered a lot of obstacles in the process. The other party clearly knows the direction of my investigation, so they always cut off the chain of clues in advance. Nearly 20 bishop-level figures died, and the death of subordinate clergy reached nearly a hundred. Many government officials were also assassinated. It is bound to let this matter remain dusty forever.

It's not that we can't find it, but we can't continue to find it. "

In just a few words, there was an extremely bloody determination. Sherlock didn't know who the other party was, but he had to admire the other party's methods. He was so tough and decisive. What kind of childlike murder methods or tricks, and I don't bother to get any alibi from detective novels.

Instead, it blatantly made the investigation impossible and made the victim voluntarily give up.

Wanting to investigate but not daring to investigate is the most extreme method of murder.

"That's why I want you to investigate this matter." Moriarty continued: "You are just a private detective, you won't attract much attention, and you don't have any obvious factions, so when you are close to the case Before the core, no one should care about you; although you don't want to admit it, but with your ability, if you get close to the core of the case, no one should be able to stop you."

Sherlock nodded, thinking that there must be extremely complicated side details behind this matter, and even a little excited, of course, he can't just laugh out loud now, because that would make him look a little abnormal:
"Well, since you, a holy son of the Holy See, have personally come to my house to entrust me, then I will reluctantly accept this entrustment." Sherlock sighed with some distress: "So...do you have a suggested direction?"

"No." Moriarty said, "Our investigations have all been cut off."

Sherlock knew this earlier, so he turned his attention to Watson who was aside: "Then do you have a direction?"

This question made Moriarty startled, and looked at the doctor next to him in surprise. Could this person also be investigating the crash of the airship?

So many people in the Inquisition couldn't find any useful clues, could he?

Thinking that this seemingly too weak and beautiful doctor is actually the object of that senior's attention, I can't help but sigh, what kind of monsters are there around this guy Sherlock?

"There are indeed some clues." Watson's tone was so light: "When I was chatting with the Pope yesterday, I found something that was not quite right.

The Bohemian administrative region was under his jurisdiction, so he knew that those airships were launched from his own land, but he didn't know at the time that there was a Tier [-] big demon transported on the airship. "

The scrutiny between Moriarty's brows and eyes became more meaningful. How could this folk doctor be able to chat with a grand pope?
However, he quickly accepted this point. As I said just now, people who can become Sherlock's friends are definitely not ordinary people.

But as the holy son of the Holy See, he still wants to remind: "How credible is the Pope's words?"

Watson squinted his eyes and said with a polite smile: "His Royal Highness, please rest assured that the Pope has a very good relationship with me. I guarantee that what he said is genuine and sincere."

When hearing the word 'heartfelt words', Moran instinctively felt an extremely penetrating aura. She didn't know what the word meant, but she still moved closer to her master.

Moriarty signaled the girl servant behind him not to be nervous, and then thoughtfully said:

"The people in the trial court also found out the place where the airship took off, but because of the reasons mentioned before, they didn't follow up. But I can guarantee that all the third-order demons are sealed on the giant island of Odlia. It is extremely difficult to leave the island without authorization. If it is secretly transported to a certain parish and loaded into the airship, it will be impossible to do it without the approval of the pope in the area."

"Unless...that Tier [-] big demon was lifted into the air through normal channels." Sherlock inserted a sentence at the right time.

"Normal channel?" Moriarty seemed to be aware of something: "You mean, first apply for the Devil's Island through the normal channel, and then erase all the people and records in this channel?"

"Yes, although it's a bit frenzied, but on the giant island of Odileia, a lot of people must have died during this period. I think they can do it according to the pissing nature of those guys."

Faced with this idea, Moriarty did not subconsciously refute it according to the conventional thinking, but quickly accepted it, and continued to think in this direction:

"There are not many reasonable channels for third-order demons to leave the island. Among them are emergency calls from the front line of Hell's Gate, the application of the demon contractor himself, and the needs of the demon experiments in the School of Life Sciences." Moriarty quickly sorted out the time. survey results.

The call from the frontline can basically be ruled out, because the erasure plan of the participants will be very difficult to implement. No one dares to casually kill the contractors with the frontline military background. Those crusaders attach great importance to the lives of their comrades. To an extent, it even reached the point where it was above the laws of the empire.

If you dare to move their comrades in arms, then the entire Contractor Division will dare to trek across mountains and rivers to rush to the Fortress of the Empire, fight for military punishment, and seek justice for them.

As for the application of the devil contractor himself, it can also be ruled out. On the second day after the assassination, the eighteen generations of his ancestors were turned upside down by the people of the court. Oh, that guy seems to be an orphan. In short , he does not have a channel to apply for the Devil's Outlying Island.

so.
"Could it be the School of Life Sciences?"

After Sherlock heard the news, he thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

But then, he suddenly thought of something
Catherine seems to have an obvious connection with the Life Sciences Academy.

Did that woman say before the day of the holy love that she wanted to find something for herself?
(End of this chapter)