Sherlock Holmes

"Ahem————"

Sherlock coughed a few times. The long period of lack of sleep and the injuries on his body caused by torture made him almost unable to hold on.

But besides holding on, he seemed to have no other option:

"It seems that there is a contradiction in what we two said. First of all, Lord Dante Alighier is considered a hero in our world. I believe you can understand this.

After he came to your world and returned to the gates of Hell, he became one of the greatest men in all of holy history.

Oh, the Holy Calendar is what we call the three hundred years or so since the gates of hell opened.

In short, Master Dante is not a monster, he is still a human being. He just grows flowers, fishes, and is an idle old man in a small town every day, that's all.

He didn't become as scary as you said. "

"???" After hearing this, Lilith shook her head in confusion: "It's impossible, he has mutated. It is clearly written in the record that his body began to proliferate and became extremely huge, and even these proliferated The body began to devour humans or other creatures as its nourishment. When it escaped from the laboratory, it had already devoured 11 people. There is no clear record of how many people it devoured during its escape. In short, at the end of its journey, it Guarded by layers of guards, when he jumped into the rift of time and space again, he was already a huge flesh-and-blood being fifty meters away.

There was no way he was still in human form. "

Silence went back and forth between the two people. It was obvious that there was a big discrepancy between the information they had about each other.

After a while.

"Could it be because of the embryo you just mentioned, whose existence allowed Dante to return to human form?" Sherlock put forward an idea, but the next second, he denied it himself.

Obviously, it couldn't be because of Nightingale. If she could reverse this mutation, then as long as she drove her car and pulled Nightingale around in the demonic tide, wouldn't all those demons be gone? Have you turned back into a human?

So, what happened to Lord Dante?

"Ahem————"

Sherlock coughed again, his body reaching its limit.

Although there are still many, many questions I want to ask, such as how the appearance of [Contractor] works, how people in the two worlds are connected, why my contracted creature is a tentacle, etc. .

But he could no longer spend time on such things. He was afraid that the next second, he would fall to the ground and fall asleep.

then

We don't know if it was God's will or if he was just so lucky. In short, after passing another corner, Sherlock saw a hotel as soon as he looked up.

Among the tall buildings, the standing neon sign at the door is so eye-catching. The bright red lines outline a woman kneeling on the ground, with a rope tied to her body, and a small leather whip. The pattern that was going to fall on her body had [SEX] written directly underneath.

It seems that even in this desperate world, human beings' most instinctive desires and hobbies are still well preserved.

"Yes, this is it." Sherlock said, motioning for Lilith to follow him in. It seemed that he felt that rest was the top priority compared to medicine. .

Lilith said sullenly: "Can't you just change to another place?"

"This place is very private at first glance, and I always have to tie you up. In a place like this, your body will not look out of place if you are tied up in all kinds of ways.

Well, pretty lady, don't worry about details like this. "

Sherlock made a 'please' gesture.

"squeak"

The door of the love hotel was pushed open, and the boss was sitting behind the counter like a dead pig. When he heard someone coming in, he raised his head leisurely.

And after seeing Lilith's beautiful appearance, she couldn't help but feel startled and seemed to have gained some energy.

"Boy, what kind of room do you need?"

I have been doing this for a long time, and when I speak, there always seems to be a subconscious aura of lust in my eyes.

"There are ropes and handcuffs. It's quiet and private. The room needs to be soundproofed," Sherlock said.

The boss looked startled again and couldn't help but look at the woman beside him again. He couldn't help but secretly envy the guy in front of him.

"Hey, I understand, the facilities are complete, but please be careful not to overdo it."

As he spoke, he handed over a key. After Sherlock asked Lilith to exchange her card for some cash, he took her to the basement of the hotel.

After opening the door with the key.

"."

Sherlock couldn't help but secretly sigh. This boss really wasn't fooling around. The various facilities were dazzling. The walls of the room were also covered with a soft cotton layer to prevent collisions. Of course, there was also some sound insulation. .

"To be honest, this kind of decoration is considered high-end in our world." Sherlock muttered.

"It's just bad habits that men can never get rid of in the process of evolution." Lilith was obviously very dissatisfied with bringing her to such a place, but she still followed Sherlock into the house, and then went to a Sitting on the chair: "What are you going to do now?"

"Of course I'll tie you up." Sherlock said, already picking up a roll of rope in his hand.

Not just ropes, but also blindfolds, ball gags, handcuffs, etc.

Without further ado, within a few minutes, Lilith was tied tightly to the chair by him.

Looking at the woman in front of him who looked even more exquisite because she was tied up, Sherlock said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, but for my own safety, I can only tolerate you for the time being."

As he spoke, he placed a pair of handcuffs against the other person's wrists, and leaned against a water pipe on the other side, confirming that the material of the handcuffs was genuine, and he nodded with satisfaction.

When I was about to put on the eye patch and mouth ball for Lilith.

"You know, if you do this, you will destroy all my good feelings for you." Lilith glared at Sherlock.

"Really? Then, can your favor allow me to survive in this world?"

"cannot."

"Then I'm not interested in your favor." Sherlock shrugged, then put a blindfold on the other person's head and gagged his mouth.

After doing this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, then walked out and left the hotel.

He just tied Lilith here, and had no intention of sleeping with her. For the sake of safety, he planned to find a simpler place that did not require identity registration, or simply sleep in an unfinished building.

He didn't go far before he found a very good illegally run small hotel, the kind where young people would pass by, go in and make out for an hour or two, or leave in three to five minutes.

In the world before Sherlock, there were places like this everywhere. He liked it very much because no one would ask you where you were from or what your name was. There was a lot of traffic. Usually criminals who had just finished a robbery would be in this kind of place. If you hide for a few days, no one will urge you to check out. Of course, if you can't pay the room fee at the final settlement time, then expect to be beaten.

When he handed over the money, took the keys, and handed Sherlock the keys, the man didn't even raise his eyes.

Pushing open the door to the simple room, there was an equally simple bed inside, with no table or chairs, and only a small window about 10 centimeters long and wide.

As I said before, in this world, although technology has developed to a level that Sherlock could not imagine, people's lives have still not changed much due to the lack of supplies. Walking to the window, he opened the curtains a small gap, just enough to see the neon hotel with the [SEX] sign across the street.

There is a bed next to him. Sherlock knows that as long as he lies on it, he will not be able to wake up in a short time. The long-term lack of sleep has brought his spirit to the edge of collapse. He doesn't know whether he will sleep this time. How long, and I don’t know if Lilith has any way to contact the armed men, or whether those people can find this place while she is asleep.

But it doesn't matter anymore. Sherlock can't hold on anymore. If he doesn't sleep for a while, he will probably die suddenly in front of this window without those people taking action.

So, he turned sideways, lay on the bed, and slowly closed his eyes.

The moment his eyelids closed, he had almost no buffer time and immediately lost consciousness. Rather than falling asleep, it would be more appropriate to say he passed out.

Time passed minute by minute, Sherlock had no idea how long he had slept, and when he regained consciousness slightly, there seemed to be noises in his ears.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

Because of the artificial sun, the sky in this world has always been blood red. It is impossible to judge how long he has slept through the alternation of day and night. Most of his mental fatigue has been recovered, but his physical injuries still have not been relieved.

It didn't matter, Sherlock stood up and went to the small window and opened the curtains. Then he saw many cars parked across the street, and steel flying vehicles with huge propellers were hovering in the sky. Armed guards had surrounded the entire street, and the owner of the love hotel was pressed out by several people and pressed on the hood of the car, seemingly asking him questions loudly.

No need to listen, Sherlock also knew what those people were asking. Soon, Ms. Lilith was escorted out. Fortunately, the two armed men were not stupid enough not to loosen her bonds and hurriedly carried her out. But look With the look on Lilith's face, Sherlock could tell that she must have firmly agreed to the proposal of "executing defectors in public".

at this time

Lilith suddenly raised her head, looking diagonally across the street in the direction of Sherlock.

Sherlock immediately dodged and missed the other party's sight. He laughed helplessly to himself. He was still a little too greedy. He thought about using this woman as a guide and hostage. Now that he thought about it, he should kill her first before going to bed.

But he didn't regret his greed, because he had good senses about this lady named Lilith. He could talk to a person with enough brains and solved many doubts that had been bothering him. This You should be very contented.

The question now is, how should I escape from here?

He walked out of the room and paid with cash. In the alley at the door, he saw a man wearing a brown stand-up collar coat, about the same height as himself.

Ten seconds later, when he walked out of the alley again, the clothes were already on him.

Walking a few steps further, in front of a daily necessities store on the street, he took a fancy to a deer hunting hat. The brim was very low. As long as he lowered his head slightly, he could cover most of his face. This was exactly what Xia Xia was wearing. Locke needs it at this time.

The sound of cars behind him was getting closer and closer. Judging from the distance, those people should have arrived at the small hotel where he just stayed. In fact, it is normal to lock the location so quickly. After all, he has no identity. , if you want to find a place with a bed, you don’t have many choices. People like Lilith should be able to spot it at a glance.

The flying equipment hovering overhead kept making deafening noises. Pedestrians around were holding down their hats to prevent them from being blown away. Several aggressive-looking tanks drove directly into the street and drove them across the street with their tracks. The green bricks on the surface made a rumbling sound.

There are no sewers in this city because it stopped raining many years ago, so Sherlock can only stand up his collar and walk through the shadows and alleys, avoiding the constantly swaying searchlights above his head. .

At the end of the alley, a straight and wide road stopped in front of him. Sherlock lowered his head slightly and blended into the crowd. There were white lines on the ground, which were painted on, and there was a row of white lines on the opposite side. Signal lights in different colors.

Sherlock didn't understand what it was, but when the signal light turned green, he seemed to understand the purpose of this light.

Following the crowd across the street, suddenly, several armed guards wearing anti-explosion suits ran out from the alley across the street. It seemed that they were going to search the people around them.

In fact, these are all things Sherlock has thought of a long time ago. Not only searches, but also wanted orders, notices, vehicle patrols along the way, major arterial roads, shopping malls, docks, and transportation transfer stations. Anyway, they are what you need to go to in order to live in this world. Everywhere, there will be a large number of armed personnel setting up cards and confirming identities.

It's just that he didn't expect that those people would stop at an intersection and check pedestrians so coincidentally.

However, at this time, if you turn around and walk back, you will feel very conspicuous.

Sherlock thought rather helplessly.

at this time

"Squeak————"

After a sudden braking of the wheels, there was a harsh sound of friction on the ground.

It's so painful to be sick. There may be a lot of typos and some confusion. Sorry, my whole body hurts. It really does.