Sherlock Holmes is not a warp god.

Chapter 125 is becoming more and more like a villain.

To ensure Sherlock's safety, Furen had a very simple and brutal method.

No matter how busy Sherlock was, Fren could still see him every day.

With his dog by his side.

Fren now realizes that bringing Number 8 with him on this trip was definitely the right thing to do.

There's no need to worry too much. Fren just wanted Number 8 to check if Sherlock would die within a day.

The "Predict the Future" feature on the 8th is now able to reliably show images 20 hours into the future.

As long as what Number 8 sees isn't complete darkness, indicating that Sherlock has clearly died a violent death, Fren won't interfere further.

After multiple verifications, Furen confirmed that Sherlock does indeed have a bit of a protagonist's aura.

In a near-death experience, he successfully advanced his abilities to the point where he could transform his body into an element, thus escaping death.

The entire person can transform into wind or gas, and even if the time is relatively short, there is still a great deal of room for manipulation.

"Congratulations." Fren also has a private office in the Security Bureau.

There is plenty of time each day to sit indoors and sunbathe.

Furen poured Sherlock a cup of green tea from the West, congratulating him on his breakthrough in abilities.

No matter what storms raged outside, they had no effect on this office. Furen had gradually granted Sherlock enough authority, and Sherlock was now living a fairly comfortable life.

Sherlock is like a fountain; the greater the pressure, the higher it sprays.

[The pain of separation from loved ones is edible.]

[Effect of Consumption: Slightly increases Wind Ability Experience Points: Ability Fragment x1]

Seeing that Sherlock was starting to gain experience points and fragments, Furen was quite pleased. As for who Sherlock's "love and separation" was related to, Furen didn't care.

The only problem is that she has fewer experience points and fragments. In this respect, Sherlock could learn from Oros.

Furen hopes that his younger brother will grow up quickly and turn the fragments of ability into a complete ability so that Furen can awaken it directly after suffering.

Recently, Fren has never revealed his true feelings on his face. Sherlock knows the reason and understands very well that it is very important to hide one's thoughts.

But during this meeting, Sherlock wondered if it was just his imagination, but the way his younger brother looked at him now seemed a bit like how Fren looked at the vegetables his mother planted in the yard when he was a child.

"I met Jasmine's boyfriend today, and something felt off," Sherlock said, frowning, before turning to another matter.

thing.

In the office, instead of discussing work, they talked about Jasmine's private life.

Sherlock probably didn't even realize it himself.

Fren didn't care; his life was mainly about leisure, and he had no objection to whatever Sherlock wanted to talk about.

However, once Sherlock started, Fren had to hit a nerve: "You don't like having extra men around Jasmine."

Sherlock thought for a moment, then categorically denied it, "I didn't."

Whether Jim is gay or not is none of your business. You're not the kind of person who talks too much.

"Jasmine is my friend, and she shouldn't be affected by this."

"In what way?" Fren said casually, "If it's about relationships, John has had several girlfriends, some of whom were after his money, and you didn't point that out."

Mr. Watson was also a good friend of yours, but your thinking at the time was probably that only through experience could Watson gain wisdom in matters of the heart.

"Sherlock, you've become hypocritical." Furen squinted, secretly amused, but his tone was reproachful. "When you possess too much humanity, you develop the weaknesses that only ordinary people have."

As the most humane of the three Sherlock Holmes siblings, Sherlock felt a pang of shame and decided to confront his own thoughts.

Seeing this, Fren nodded in satisfaction.

Without realizing it, he also picked up Orlos's habit. Like teasing a cat, he liked to provoke Sherlock's emotions.

The bird and two dogs that have been following Fren around these past few days, doing nothing but eating and sleeping, have all gained quite a bit of weight.

The fifth one is doing well; he is still an immature bird. As a superhuman creature with high potential, he eats a lot and grows quickly, and his body length has now exceeded forty centimeters.

Number 11 is a wolfhound, similar to the German Shepherds Furen had seen in his past life. He possesses flesh-based abilities such as muscle enhancement and enhanced sense of smell. The Apple Organization trained him for combat. In recent days, due to the Black Lotus Society incident, he has been frequently on field missions with Sherlock and the Security Bureau, resulting in him gaining weight, primarily in his muscles. Recently, Furen has noticed that his enhanced sense of smell is showing a tendency to evolve into a more comprehensive sensory enhancement.

Furen was quite interested in witnessing the evolution of flesh-based abilities firsthand.

As for number 8, the chubby Great Pyrenees, he was simply overweight. He was already quite furry, but underneath his body he was actually a skinny dog. As a discarded experimental subject, he obviously didn't have much good food. Lately, while staying with Fren, he barely ate any dog ​​food, only meat and the fried rice Fren made himself, and his figure gradually became plump.

Before Sherlock left, Number 8 raised his eyelids, glanced at Sherlock, and activated his ability as usual.

It was pitch black.

One who receives the emperor's bounty must serve the emperor faithfully.

Number 8's beady eyes widened suddenly. He had foreseen such a scene before, which represented the death of the person he was predicting.

The fifth brother wasn't in the office at the moment, and without hesitation, Number 8 bit into Fren's calf.

For some reason, the fabric of these pants makes my teeth hurt a bit when I wear size 8.

Fren understood what Number 8 meant, and after Sherlock closed the door, he slowly sat up straight.

He opened the window and waved, scattering a handful of spores outside.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to look after Sherlock, Furen wanted to test his abilities.

He once used cell manipulation to differentiate a blade of grass while at work and left it at home. It turns out that his consciousness can seamlessly switch between the grass and his real body.

It has nothing to do with the soul or realm; it is a transfer of consciousness.

Without the aid of cellular manipulation, this blade of grass is just an ordinary blade of grass, and it would die very easily.

Now, Furen's consciousness remains within his body, controlled through cellular manipulation, while these spores are his outward-spreading limbs.

body.

It was noon, and it had just rained in Sleng.

There is no shortage of sunshine and water.

After dissipating in the wind, it begins to absorb nutrients the moment it hits the ground and turns into moss.

Bryophytes are non-vascular plants that do not produce flowers or seeds. Their main mode of reproduction is sexual reproduction through spores.

After several rounds of reproduction, the number of spores increases exponentially.

In the wind, pedestrians' clothes, the soles of their feet, and even ants in the sewers and flies in the air all got a few spores on them.

Residents of Slen have noticed an unusual amount of moss after today's rain.

Moreover, the leaves growing on the moss are sometimes thick and sometimes exceptionally thin.

It's thick and lustrous, even reflective. Like a lens, it collects all the light that falls on it.

Thin yet resilient, it trembled slightly with the sounds around it.