Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

Chapter 693 The Ruthless Bandit Sherlock and Gandalf (Part 1)

Because of Sherlock's overly practiced routine, by the time the three of them realized what was happening, they were already dressed and standing in front of Stephen's unfortunate apartment.

Wang subconsciously pulled down his mask and saw Sherlock pointing the thick, muscular gun at the lock on Stephen's rental house door. Only then did he realize what he was doing and rushed forward to shove the gun down.

She wanted to yell at Sherlock, but she was afraid of being misunderstood and even more afraid of disturbing the 'target' Sherlock had chosen inside the house. In the end, she could only grit her teeth and try to lower her voice to persuade Sherlock.

"Isn't that necessary, Sherlock? I know the restaurant we just chose is a bit pricey, but we don't need to recoup our costs in this way right after we finish eating, do we?"

If you really don't have the money, I can treat you to that meal. I'll give you the money when we get back. Please don't go down the path of crime! There's no need for that!

Sherlock: ?

Wanda: ?

It was obvious that Wang had misunderstood something. A huge question mark appeared on the foreheads of Sherlock and Wanda. If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, Sherlock would have really wanted to have a proper debate with Wang.

He, Sherlock, an alchemist, a player whose profession has the word "gold" in it, how could he be short of money?

Wanda couldn't understand Old Wang's thinking at all. He, Sherlock, the guy who would throw gold or vibranium at people when he went out without money, how could you say he had no money?

For a moment, both Wanda and Sherlock looked at Old Wang with an extremely strange gaze.

Unfortunately, because Old Wang had never done anything like this before, he was clearly too nervous and felt a strange sense of moral shame. He didn't understand the doubt in Sherlock's eyes and continued to stare at Sherlock with a serious expression.

It was as if he were a warrior upholding justice and eliminating evil, seemingly wanting to stop Sherlock's criminal acts from the bottom of his heart.

Under Old Wang's guidance, even Gandalf, who was very familiar with this matter in the universe and had done it more than once, looked at Sherlock with some doubt.

He didn't know why Sherlock would bring him back to his old ways, but he didn't refuse Sherlock. After all, such things were just a routine matter for the original seven-person interstellar travel group.

But looking at Old Wang's expression, Gandalf hesitated for a moment, not out of fear, but out of curiosity about why Sherlock was doing this.

Although the masks obscured their facial expressions, Sherlock could still discern their confusion from the three pairs of eyes that were visible.

After thinking it over, Sherlock decided not to hide it and explained the reason to the three of them frankly.

"The guy inside is called Stephen Strange. If nothing unexpected happens, this guy should be the successor of the Ancient One's position called Sorcerer Supreme, which can be written as 'the chosen one of 007's horses'."

This wasn't originally necessary, but it's clear Kamar-Taj needed to test this kid, and unfortunately, he seems to have some savings on him, though not a lot. But you should know the exchange rate between the US dollar and the rupees here.”

At this point, Sherlock paused slightly, his gaze passing over Old Wang, who still looked somewhat dazed as he laughed at the news, and looking at Gandalf behind Old Wang before continuing.

"I just want to speed up this test process a bit. After all, it's a good thing for everyone to get this brat into Kamar-Taj sooner and confirm his status as the heir, right? Besides, I don't have that much time to waste here."

Sherlock glanced at Wanda, who was still in a daze, with a very subtle look under Gandalf's gaze.

The shrewd and calculating Gandalf, thanks to the tacit understanding he had developed with Sherlock during their interstellar travels, understood Sherlock's meaning almost instantly.

The meaning is obvious: compared to the one inside the house, Wanda's talent is far superior. He can keep an eye on the Ancient One while he's in Kamar-Taj, but if he's not in Kamar-Taj, it's uncertain whether Wanda, this young girl who still has the clear and naive eyes of a college student, can withstand the Ancient One's persuasion.

At this moment, only one sentence remained in Gandalf's mind: "Damn it, that black-hearted boiled egg, the Ancient One, is actually coveting my precious apprentice!"

After Sherlock finished speaking, Gandalf didn't even give Old Wang time to react. He immediately pulled down his mask, cast a concealment spell on himself, and also applied several buffs.

"What are you babbling about? Just do it!"

Gandalf yelled and pulled back the bolt of his AK, then kicked the door of Stephen's rental house, knocking it down.

Then came Gandalf's wild roar, accompanied by the furious blast of blank AK rifle rounds.

"FBI! Open the door!!!"

Old Wang was completely stunned by Gandalf's sudden attack and had no idea what had just happened. After Gandalf rushed in, Sherlock was the quickest to react, almost instantly joining the fray.

After slapping Wanda and Old Wang's masks to seal them in place, Sherlock rushed in with his gun and shoved the barrel into the mouth of Stephen, who had just gotten out of bed and was looking terrified.

"Robbery! Hand over all your money!"

As Sherlock shoved the barrel of his gun into Stephen's mouth, Gandalf, who had just broken in, began frantically searching Stephen's rented room.

Aside from Stephen's identification, which he left untouched, Gandalf stuffed almost everything into his backpack, including his clothes. His practiced ease and the way he seemed to be hiding money in his clothes made him look every bit the seasoned and ruthless bandit.

The two's overly skilled movements and incredibly smooth coordination left Old Wang and Wanda, who were standing at the door, dumbfounded.

The contrast between the two was so stark that Wanda, standing at the door with a small dagger, and Old Wang, standing at the door with a baseball bat, seemed rather dull.

You can never imagine how much of a shock Sherlock and Gandalf's actions had on the young minds of Old Wang and Wanda.

Especially Wanda.

At this moment, Wanda's gaze towards Old Wang began to change.

Goodness, is Kamar-Taj really a legitimate and compliant organization?

No, that's not the point. The point is, how could my master, that kind and gentle old man who looks like the stereotypical headmaster of a magic school, be so irritable?

He's a mage! How could he kick the door down with one kick?

Moreover, isn't Nima's master and Sherlock's teamwork a little too skilled?

Chapter 694 The Ruthless Bandit Sherlock and Gandalf (Part 2)

Just how skilled were Sherlock and Gandalf at this kind of thing?

After kicking open the door, Gandalf fired a burst of blanks without even glancing at Stephen, who was sitting up in bed, completely stunned. He tossed the empty AK behind him, grabbed his bag, and started buying up the goods.

Sherlock followed closely behind. After rushing in, Sherlock didn't even give Gandalf a glance. He shoved the gun barrel into Stephen's mouth and forcefully restrained him.

After Gandalf had finished his disguise, the two switched positions with remarkable coordination.

Gandalf picked up his AK and pointed it at Stephen, while Sherlock put away his shotgun and began a meticulous looting.

Under Sherlock's all-knowing analysis, there were almost no secrets in the room that could escape his eyes. No matter how well Stephen hid things, Sherlock seemed to know them all along and took them out directly.

The person who invented the analysis of all things for alchemy probably never imagined that his invention would one day be used for robbery.

Most importantly, both Sherlock and Gandalf had a clear goal: the money in Stephen's hands. They even just glanced at his documents and passport before throwing them away.

After Sherlock finished his search, he didn't say a word, just patted Gandalf on the shoulder and rushed out again with his gun. Gandalf, having received Sherlock's signal, immediately gave the unfortunate Stephen a shot with the butt of his gun.

The pressure was just right; the initial shock didn't hurt his brain, and it immediately put Stephen and the other person back on the bed and back to sleep.

After finishing up the last bit of work, Gandalf followed Sherlock out of the rental house. He even had the mind to grab Wanda and Old Wang, who were still dumbfounded by the two's antics, and run with them.

When the four of them reunited in an empty alley, only seven or eight minutes had passed since they started standing at Stephen's gate.

Most importantly, these two were not only incredibly skilled during the robbery, but they were also unbelievably adept at handling the aftermath.

After they assembled, Gandalf quickly threw all his clothes, along with his mask, gloves, and weapons, into the oil drum that Sherlock pulled out of his four-dimensional pocket.

Sherlock's movements were almost synchronized with Gandalf's, and he even urged Wanda and Old Wang to join him while throwing the objects.

After all four of them had thrown in their weapons, clothes, and other items that could reveal their identities, such as masks and gloves, Sherlock decisively pulled out gasoline from his four-dimensional pocket and poured it into the oil drum.

After setting everything on fire and throwing it in, Sherlock, after making sure everything was burned to ashes, even took out thermite and threw it into the oil drum.

After witnessing that the oil drums and the guns inside them had all turned into a jumbled mess of metal, Sherlock then led the group to move to a different location.

After moving to a deserted alley, Sherlock and Gandalf began searching for their spoils almost without hesitation.

Stephen, that unlucky fellow, was thoroughly searched, with almost every pocket on his clothes and pants checked. And you know what? They actually found quite a bit of loose change. Combined with the large bills Sherlock found, this amount of money could almost guarantee Stephen's survival in Kathmandu for half a year, or even more than half a year if he was frugal.

After putting all the money into one bag, the remaining clothes and pants were stuffed into another backpack, thrown on the ground, doused with gasoline, and set on fire.

The flames from the burning gasoline illuminated the faces of the four people.

However, the expressions on the four people's faces were quite different. Sherlock and Gandalf both had a look of nostalgia and excitement on their faces, as if they were recalling happy times in the past.

In contrast to these two, the expressions on Lao Wang and Wanda's faces were, to put it mildly, indescribable.

"I understand the logic, but can you tell me why you and Gandalf are so good at this kind of thing and even cooperate so well?"

Seeing the expressions on their faces, Old Wang looked like he was about to collapse and said to them.

Seriously, Old Wang has known Sherlock and Gandalf for a long time, but he never knew that the two of them had such incredible skills!

Especially Gandalf, the old man usually acts like a highly respected figure in Kamar-Taj. Even if he has become a bit frivolous due to his influence and has started to take an interest in foot baths, his antics with Sherlock today have given Old Wang a new perspective.

When asked about the money, Gandalf skillfully took the backpack full of money from Sherlock and stuffed it into Old Wang's hands.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't say what you shouldn't say. If you've taken the benefits, you're an accomplice. If you tell us, it won't do any of us any good!"

"Gandalf! Wake up! This is Kathmandu! You're in Kamar-Taj! (°□°）┻━┻"

After hearing Gandalf's extremely practiced threat, Old Wang completely broke down, grabbing Gandalf's collar and roaring at him.

Good news! Old Wang's roar successfully brought Gandalf back to his senses.

The bad news is that Sherlock is not awake.

Seeing that Old Wang wasn't intimidated by Gandalf, Sherlock rolled his eyes at Gandalf, saying "If you're bad, practice more," and then put his arm around Old Wang's shoulder like a friend, grinning mischievously.

“My dear king, you don’t want the other mages of Kamar-Taj to know about this, do you? Or do you want to be taken away by Uncle Hat under the watchful eyes of the other mages of Kamar-Taj?”

Faced with Sherlock's threat, Old Wang shuddered violently, and his eyes looked at Sherlock with a hint of fear.

Seeing Old Wang's expression, Sherlock laughed even harder, gently patting the bag that Gandalf had tossed to Old Wang, which contained Stephen the unfortunate man's last savings, onto Old Wang's chest, and said to Old Wang in a seductive voice.

"Look, if you don't tell, you can get a sum of money. It's not much, but it's enough for you to eat a lot of good food. If you do tell, you'll be the only one who suffers."

Besides, only the four of us know about this. It's something only heaven, earth, you, and I know. Why bother? I guarantee that even if you meet Stephen, as long as you don't tell, he'll never know about this in his entire life!

Old Wang: ……

To be honest, Old Wang was starting to waver after Sherlock's words. He looked at the money in his hand, then at Sherlock, Gandalf, and Wanda, and without saying a word, he opened a portal. On the other side of the portal was the library of Kamar-Taj, which they were all very familiar with.

The three of them watched as Old Wang walked in without saying a word. When the portal closed, all three of them could clearly see the extremely complicated expression on Old Wang's face.

As the last glimmer of light from the portal disappeared into the alley, Wanda stared dumbfounded at the cunning expressions on Sherlock and Gandalf's faces.

No, is that right?

Am I supposed to be joining the Avengers? And have I come to the magical land of Kamar-Taj? Damn, it feels like I've stumbled into a bandit's den!

Wanda, like a college student, looked at Sherlock and Gandalf with clear, foolish eyes, like a helpless little white flower.

Chapter 695 The Negotiator's Early Life (Part 1)

Stephen Strange, a child born into an ordinary family.

Unlike most ordinary children in the United States who receive a happy education, little Stephen understood early on that he did not want to live a muddled life in such an environment, and he wanted to escape this place full of twisted humanity and darkness.