Sherlock Holmes

Nightingale has a unique ability in the world.

She can heal injuries. No matter what the disease is, she doesn't even need to know the source of the disease, symptoms, or what stage the patient has developed to. She just needs to touch the other person and use her ability.

Similarly, physical injuries can also be cured.

As for what counts as [using abilities], it is difficult to say, just like a person cannot understand how to flap wings and fly.

However, her abilities are not omnipotent, such as regeneration of broken limbs, natural aging, and reversal of death.

People cannot be resurrected after death. This is like an iron law in this world. Dead is dead.

But Nightingale seemed to have forgotten a small thing, that is, on the battlefield on the other side of the Redek Strait, Sherlock once competed with an old soldier named Ulysses on a mission.

In that war, Sherlock led Crimson to snatch the other party's mission target under the other party's nose, and rode away in countless artillery and missiles, incredibly reversing the situation that was almost doomed to fail at the time.

After that, Crimson was seriously injured and received treatment in the military's demon storage.

That day, Nightingale went to see Sherlock. She walked past the storage where Crimson was, saw the huge demon body, and then tentatively touched Crimson and used her ability.

Nightingale had only treated humans before, and in fact, it was the same after that. She always felt that her ability was only useful for humans, and after she used her ability on a demon that day, the big guy named Crimson did not seem to miraculously recover all his injuries immediately.

But she didn't know that it was actually that touch that day that made Crimson completely possess wisdom and completely combine with the Holy Light.

Demons are actually humans who have traveled through the cracks of time and space. They have been disturbed by some kind of power between time and space and have become terrible creatures with confused thinking. To use another mysterious way of saying it, these demons have lost their "souls".

But what is a soul?

This involves the blind spot of human scientific exploration. The soul may contain wisdom, the reflection of the neurons of the brain to the outside world, the feedback of the cortex between the body and the world, artistic thinking, self-cognition, the construction of concepts, etc. But it is definitely not all. Someone even did an experiment, that is, to measure the weight of a person immediately after death, and found that it was 21 grams lighter. Maybe this is the weight of the soul. So, if Nightingale's ability is to restore everything a person has, then is the "soul" also included? It's just that the soul needs to rely on the body, or more specifically, the [human brain] as a carrier to exist, so when Nightingale tried to heal a dead person, the soul could not obtain the carrier when returning to the body, so it could not be resurrected? No one knows this, not even Nightingale herself. But as she said, for Sherlock, she needs to try. She put her hand on Sherlock's forehead, ignoring the coldness that penetrated into her fingertips, and stubbornly activated her ability. "."

The people around held their breath and watched this scene. After Nightingale slowly opened her eyes, there was a silence.

The result was known without asking, because the body did not change at all.

Jasmine walked to Nightingale and patted her shoulder: "Don't be sad. In fact, we all miss Sherlock, but since everything has happened, we can only accept it and try to live our own lives."

Very simple words

But because it is too simple and too real, almost everyone will say this when they die. Nightingale has been tossing between injuries and life and death in her life. She has seen too many deaths and heard too many such words.

And this time. She stubbornly refused to accept the death of the man in front of her.

So she put her hand on Sherlock's forehead again and activated her ability again.

Still no change.

Then the third, fourth, and fifth times.

Nightingale needs physical strength to activate her ability. Every time she accumulates her fatigue, so she will toss between cities because she needs a break.

Otherwise, she would have treated everyone in the empire.

So after using her ability several times, she obviously began to look pale, and some sweat flowed down her face.

"I know Sherlock, he is not a guy who likes to owe favors to others. If he knew you were like this, he would be very troubled."

Watson looked at the woman in front of him who satisfied all his yearning for beauty, and said earnestly.

But Nightingale shook her head, as if she suddenly suffered from paranoia, repeating the previous actions over and over again. The people around her felt uncomfortable when they saw her doing useless work in silence, but it was useless to say anything more.

How far can a person's paranoia go?

Sherlock is paranoid. He is unswerving about what he believes in, and he is even willing to throw himself to the opposite side of the entire race.

Watson is paranoid. He would rather sacrifice his life for the pursuit of the meaning of survival and beauty.

Irene is paranoid. She believes in her own vision and women's intuition, and she risks her life and fortune for this.

Lord Dante is paranoid, Moriarty is paranoid, those veterans on the battlefield are paranoid, too many people in this world are paranoid.

It's just that no one will be paranoid about a dead person. No matter how hard they don't accept it, they will gradually let go over time and start a new life.

But Nightingale was a little different.

The day after that, she continued to try to cure Sherlock.

On the third and fourth days, it was still the same.

Then the second week, the second month.

The current empire has entered a period of chaos. Unlike the war between humans and demons, there will be no right or wrong in the confrontation between humans. But just like Nightingale said to Dante before, she was right Humans in this world have done enough.

So since that day, she never continued her travels in the world. She stayed in Baker Street, living in the room that Sherlock had before.

She started a very normal life pattern, cooking, practicing her cooking skills, washing clothes, making a cup of tea in the morning, sitting in front of the window and reading a book, and then continued to treat Sherlock.

These may be the most common life in London, but for Nightingale, it was a new beginning.

that's all.

A year has passed.