Sherlock Holmes is not a warp god.

Chapter 121: Good books must be put into practice.

Just as Fren thought, Magnussen's memory and computing power were almost top-tier in this world.

He not only categorized the information in his brain, but also set up a keyword search function.

It can even establish network connections; by focusing on a single node, one can access all the information related to that person.

He extracted certain pieces of this intelligence and used them as leverage against his targets. If used properly, he could threaten anyone.

Magnussen has a complete picture of almost everyone in the city where he lives.

Outside of this city, there are only a few relatively important figures.

For example, Mycroft in Berlin and François Soko in front of us.

From an intelligence gathering perspective, even Moriarty could only polish his shoes, because Moriarty also had a vast amount of intelligence in Magnussen's database.

As the leader of the East Nation Communist Party, Mycroft's intelligence was always on Magnusson's top list.

Magnussen gathered all the intelligence related to Mycroft through various channels. Sherlock and Francessoko were naturally among those he investigated.

Seeing Francessoko here was both surprising and unsurprising to Magnussen. Based on his intelligence, it was quite normal for Francessoko to read these kinds of books, which was why Magnussen had accurately recommended books that suited Francessoko's tastes.

From this perspective, Magnussen believes that he and Francessoko have quite a few things in common.

However, this child only needs to read the book, while Magnussen himself will use "coercion" to turn the plot of the book into reality.

As Magnussen approached, Furen knew that this top intelligence broker was unaware of Furen's special status.

That makes sense, considering that Mycroft destroyed all his experiments related to the divine at any time.

Not a single character of this important information was leaked.

Magnussen's methods are based on research, not on fabrication.

After saying that to Magnussen, Fren said nothing more, continued looking at the bookshelves on both sides, browsed through a few books, and then left without buying anything.

Magnussen watched Francessoko's departing figure, his eyes seemingly flowing with countless words.

"Hmm..."

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We haven't found any effective pressure points yet.

Everyone associated with this Mr. Holmes is a big shot.

He didn't want to provoke either Mycroft or Demetrius, the eldest son of the Desmond family.

As for Joel Blair, with whom he had a relatively good working relationship, there is also a file with Magnussen.

There wasn't much information because the garden was extremely united, and there were few ways for information to leak out.

It should be very simple to blackmail this woman; all we need to do is reveal her identity.

But if that's the case...

Magnussen dismissed the idea. He didn't know the Thorn Princess's true strength, but he knew how terrifying the assassin was from her perfect completion of every mission.

Moreover, the "garden" is full of complete lunatics.

The garden's loyalty has never been to the country, but to the land beneath its feet.

The Garden has a long history, having witnessed countless dynastic changes. If you offend them, even if Magnussen's death triggers a world war, the Garden wouldn't hesitate much.

The garden maintains the cleanliness of the existing country, but it does not exclude new countries that may grow from it.

Mr. Francissoko was walking too close to the garden, so Magnussen added him to the whitelist.

He didn't want to cause any trouble in the garden.

Magnussen's survival is not solely due to the dire consequences of his death; more importantly, he understands who he can and cannot afford to provoke. Otherwise, even if extremely terrifying information were exposed, the world's nations would unite to crush Magnussen and then jointly deal with the chaos following his demise.

Do not underestimate the power of a nation's weapons in operation. While quelling an intelligence storm may result in considerable losses, as long as there is tacit understanding between countries, it will not be crippling in the short term.

"Just like the wind caused by low pressure before a storm, every event has its harbingers."

Magnussen pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He doesn't mind a little chaos in Slen City; anything that happens will only enrich his database and give him more means to threaten others.

He didn't want to get involved in a national-level conflict; that was too dangerous for him.

Magnussen just wants to live his own quiet life.

"Okay, okay."

Ignoring Francessoko's departure, Magnussen picked up the book he had just recommended to Francessoko. He had already read it twice, and it was still wonderful to read again. He couldn't help but cheer and applaud when he came across something delightful.

Good books should be read often, and excellent books should even be put into practice.

Magnussen put down his book, rested his chin on his hand, and began searching.

She is beautiful, tall, and has a daughter who is in college.

It doesn't matter if she's not single; Magnussen can find a way to make her single.

His methods might not be perfect, and the police might follow the clues to find him.

But it doesn't matter, the little thing I did won't cross any red lines with the higher-ups in Dongguo.

As for the man who will die soon, leaving behind only a widow and daughter, will anyone care?

They will only become corpses in the funeral home and files that no one cares about.

On the first floor, Floren left the bookstore with his bird and two dogs, letting out a soft sigh.

Having been so deeply influenced by the vibrant internet in his past life, Furen now feels that the literary works of this world are somewhat lacking.

But the fifth brother next to him, when he saw a female bird flying by, his eyes followed the bird.

Fren was very curious; some birds could not be distinguished by their appearance alone unless he parted their downy feathers to observe them.

However, the fifth child has a magical ability: he can tell the male from the female with just a glance.

Fren greatly admired this; it could be considered a talent.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Furen felt that he had met such an amazing person today, so he wanted to enjoy some local delicacies.

"Woof woof!"

"Awoo!"

"They want steak, I want fruit."

"Either is fine." Fren didn't care; these things wouldn't cost much anyway.

Meanwhile, things weren't so pleasant for Sherlock on the other side of the city.

He is very efficient and is being pursued and intercepted by the Black Lotus Society.

Most importantly, the leader was someone he remembered as dead!