big devil holmes

Chapter 184
The invitation in the bar, the couple riding in a carriage together, the phrase "Do you want to go in and have a cup of tea" in front of the villa, and the sound of water in the bathroom at this moment,
It all falls into place, and in 99% of cases, it will herald a passionate and wonderful experience to come.

However, at this time, Sherlock didn't have the slightest thought of convention.

He sat on the sofa in the living room and looked at everything in the room, the clean and warm decoration, the soft carpet with a faint fragrance, the gas lamp without any noise, the wine cabinet embedded in the wall, and the bottles that dare not dare to drink. Go imagine the price of wine.

This villa is not too big, but everything inside shows the owner of this villa's unique insights into architectural aesthetics and extremely luxurious quality of life.

But the amazing thing is that all of this has no way for Sherlock to decipher any information about Irene.

It's not that everything around is brand new, but because all the details exist independently.

When I walked through the entrance, I saw the shoes stacked side by side in the cloakroom, and the dresses hung in different colors and styles, which clearly showed that the owner here has a typical rigorous and steady personality, and his attitude towards life is also in order; and then Seeing the messy books in the living room and the pillows randomly piled on the floor, Sherlock frowned slightly; then, on the ground next to the sofa, he saw some crumbs of snacks, and the pile of pillows pressed by the legs of the chair. I live in a single slipper, but under such rough details, all the furniture is well maintained. It can be seen that the people who live here like to clean the room very much, and they can’t even find it on the carpet. Too much hair. That's almost a clean freak for a lady's home.

The most expensive red wine, simple coffee; carefully selected soft big bed, but always fall asleep on the carpet casually; like to read, but the stacked holy magazines are all brand new; sentimental, but can't find indecision It seems that there is a kind of reserved and careful behavior unique to little women, but the whole room is warm and full of atmosphere, and it can even be said to be solemn.

And all of these were not mixed with any servants or attendants, and only traces of her life remained in the entire villa.It's like when this woman is doing different things, she will show different emotions, different characters, and different attitudes. She doesn't know which one is the real one. If she is blind because of some details, she feels that she has seen through this woman , Then maybe you will get some very painful lessons.

'What you see is what she lets you see'

This sentence came to Sherlock's mind naturally.

He recalled how they looked at each other along the way, but his [Thinking Palace] did not give any useful feedback.

This truly confirmed the trial court's evaluation of this woman --- extremely mysterious.

And when he thought that such a mysterious woman was taking a shower just across the wall, and Sherlock promised that the door was never locked by the other party, he couldn't help but feel... quite interesting.

And so it went for another 10 minutes or so.

With a "click", the bathroom door was opened.

Irene came out wearing a nightgown, her freshly dried hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her skin looked a little flushed due to the steaming heat, which made this woman show a different kind of charm than usual.

"I've been waiting for a long time." She smiled and said, "Actually, I was a little apprehensive just now, for fear that you would rush in like a drunk."

"I promise, I restrained myself very hard." Sherlock smiled and showed some humor with grace: "But I'm curious, what would happen if I really rushed in just now?"

"Of course I will die." Irene smiled more happily, then walked to the wine cabinet and took out a bottle: "Have a drink?"

"It's best within the range I can afford." Sherlock said and guessed a little from the change in the other party's expression, and found that the phrase 'Of course I will die' did not seem to be joking.

Anyway, it was like this, the man and woman were like old friends who had known each other for a long time, sitting on the sofa, casually clinking wine glasses, and then drinking.

And at the moment when the fuchsia liquid flowed from between Sherlock's lips and teeth into his throat.
"The crash of the airship in London was assigned by Emperor Augustine, you should know."

Sherlock put down his wine glass, and didn't cough because of this sudden sentence, but just licked his lips, and found that he really couldn't tell the quality of these wines:

"I know. But in fact, I should have known earlier. It's just that I have been wondering why he did this. The method is too rough and violent. He seems to be in a hurry, and he doesn't even care about the method of erasing clues. There are only a few people at the top of this society, and he is the one who sits the longest, so he shouldn't be in such a hurry."

Irene looked at Sherlock's calmness, with glints in her eyes, and poured him a glass of wine with the meaning of "serving": "Yes, he has guarded the empire for nearly 70 years, and he has already stained all areas of the empire. own color.

But he is too old.

In fact, you should have noticed that he has not shown his face in public for a long time.

A few years ago, I paid a lot of money to get a photo of him in a wheelchair with tubes all over him. "

What a terrifying set of numbers the "big price" in Irene's mouth would be. Sherlock couldn't think about it at all. He just looked at the wine in the glass, and the gas lamp above his head flickered in the red liquid. After a long while, he It seems that I have finally thought of a possibility that seems to have been thought of long ago:

"He's dying?"

"Yes." Erin nodded.

Yes, he should be dead. An old man who is nearly a hundred years old and the emperor of the empire, how could he live so long.

Think about that guy Moriarty, who already has problems all over his body at a young age. People like them who don’t know how many things they have to worry about every day and carry a mountain of burden on their shoulders don’t seem to have a long lifespan. Emperor Augustine was also a human being, he wasn't even a contractor, so...his death was approaching, it was so surprising and logical.

"But I still can't figure out why he would do this series of events."

"Of course you can't think of it. If I don't tell you, no matter how you think about it, you won't be able to think of it." Irene smiled, just like those young girls who wanted to show their pleasing side in front of the person they admired: "Because this involves an experimental project of the School of Life Sciences that has been abandoned for many years.

That was more than 40 years ago, before the second demonic invasion took place, and before you and I were born in the world, Dean Darwin declared an experimental project called "Visual Soul".

You should know this.

But in all the records so far, there is no mention that he actually submitted another application at that time.

It's called [Life Continuation Experiment]."

"!!!"

Just a name, a simple phrase.

Sherlock's hand holding the wine glass froze suddenly, and countless clues in his mind began to gather, driving the light spot in his eyes to burst into a flash.

Then. He looked at Irene in front of him, and finally nodded
"I see."

(End of this chapter)