Sherlock Holmes

Chapter 82 The Savior and the Great Detective (Part 2)

When Sherlock had nothing to do, he would go home every night, not only to leave a good impression on the landlady of a "regular schedule", but more importantly, to see the expansion process in hell.

After absorbing the eye-gouging demon, the speed of the expansion of the lower city area has been qualitatively improved. After those tentacles gained the ability to spread terror, they began to devour everything around them more and more unscrupulously, and even vaguely wanted to destroy the chassis. Reclamation to the Thames River.

In the process, Sherlock also discovered some special attributes of his field.

For example, he discovered that not all demons would be imprisoned in the realm. Those demons that had signed a contract with humans could move freely within it.

The specific reason is not yet known, but it seems that as long as you become a [Contract Demon], you will feel like you are "out of hell". They never actively attack other creatures, and other creatures don't seem to be very interested in them. When Sherlock was wandering around Hell in an ash carriage, he saw two particularly aggressive demons walking face to face more than once. They just looked at each other and then passed by.

This phenomenon may be due to the symbiotic nature of demons and contractors. That is, in the eyes of demons, as long as the same kind signs a contract with humans, part of it will remain in the human plane, and it itself will become A kind of contradictory state of "both in hell and not in hell".

It's like a lion drinking water saw the reflection in the water. It certainly wouldn't be stupid, thinking that a similar person had invaded its territory, and roared at the pond.

Of course, this situation is not absolute, because Sherlock was curious and did an experiment. He drove a carrion dog and bit the butt of an obviously contracted demon. The other party exploded on the spot. , howling and chasing the dog for two streets.

Hmm. Demons are a really interesting bunch of creatures.

And during the day.

Naturally, Shylock will still go to the British Library to read the "Divine Comedy".

The reason was that he found that after reading that book, his tentacles in hell seemed to have a tendency to evolve.

Specifically, when he fell asleep that night, he discovered that there were more than a dozen demons that could be controlled in the entire field.

That’s right, a dozen!

This sudden increase in the number is really beyond Sherlock's expectation. You must know that in the past long time, the number of demons he can control has only changed from three to six, and he only read a few pages of the book. , directly doubled this amount!

The only embarrassing thing is that almost all the demons that can be controlled are at the level of 'Carrion Dogs'. Even more advanced demons cannot be controlled.

In other words, the [capacity] of the demons under his command has increased, but the [quality] has not improved much.

So what will happen if we continue to read the "Divine Comedy"?

he does not know!

He is very curious!

So, today Sherlock came to the British Library again, and just like last time, he walked into the room in the empty corridor with ease.

And as soon as you enter the door.

He was stunned for a moment, because he saw the piece of paper on the table, walked over and picked it up, and found a line of words written on it——[No one can read that fast]

He raised his eyebrows, and then he could clearly feel the confidence, pride, and... a little bit of displeasure between the lines!

It was as if a professor of mathematics, known as the most powerful in the world, spent a month solving an extremely difficult problem, but suddenly a guy came over and said with a showy look, "I'm half the person who solved the problem you solved." Solved it in an hour'.

This is not a display of talent, let alone a competition between two people, but a ridiculous and stupid overestimation of one's capabilities.

It seems that someone discovered that he was reading the book, and his reading progress seemed to cause the other party to have some misunderstanding.

Sherlock looked at the pen on the table and smiled indifferently, without trying to explain anything.

Because he has experienced this kind of thing too much. For example, sometimes when he passes by a crime scene, if he has nothing to do, he will take a glance and point out a murderer disguised as a passerby in the crowd.

Under normal circumstances, one or two policemen who don't recognize them will rush out and yell not to disturb them in handling the case.

Sherlock is also very obedient. As a legal citizen, he usually obeys the police's instructions and leaves directly. Even when he passes by the murderer, he will considerately comfort him and say don't worry. You will not be found.

Then he did good deeds and disappeared into the crowd without leaving his name.

So this time he did the same thing. He just put the paper back to its original place, not caring about the misunderstanding and abruptness expressed on it. He walked to the bookshelf and began to continue reading "The Divine Comedy".

This time, he slowed down slightly.

Because if you read too fast or too much, your head will be confused. Yesterday, it even affected your appetite for dinner.

Also, Sherlock felt that since reading this book could make those cute little tentacles in hell evolve in some way, if he read it too fast, would he let those little guys evolve too fast and become deformed? Be rebellious or go astray?

There is a proverb in the empire: "If you only pursue speed in everything, you will lose your loyal wife."

In short, it means that some things should be taken slowly and not rushed.

So Sherlock deliberately slowed down.

He discovered that although the book was called "The Divine Comedy", it seemed to be a travelogue from hell. The author started in the Antarctic mountains and frozen soil, and then traveled all the way up, passing through mountains and oceans, recording various Many huge and terrifying demons.

Of course, besides demons, there are some things that Sherlock can't understand.

For example, some rectangular buildings with simple outlines but towering into the sky; some things that looked like altars, but they emitted light that shot straight into the sky; he also saw an extremely long and huge bridge, according to the painting Meaning, this bridge seems to span the water between the Antarctic continent and other land; there are also islands hanging in the sky; incredibly huge whales with horns.

Perhaps because the author of this book is getting farther and farther away, his drawings are becoming less and less careless. In addition, the number of pages is getting smaller and smaller, so gradually, he begins to draw seven or eight patterns on one page, and The painter has not improved as usual, and there are even a few paintings where even with a brain like Sherlock's, he can't figure out what they are painting.

Finally, he spent half an hour and read three more pages while deliberately suppressing his speed, and then he twisted his stiff neck.

When I came out this morning, I heard the landlady say that a doctor who claimed to be a friend came to see her, and her evaluation of this doctor was that he was the most beautiful and elegant man she had ever seen in her life, and he must be from Shangcheng District. of a certain noble.

He even asked how Sherlock met such a distinguished friend.

Well, you don’t need to think too much to know who is looking for you.

As for the reason why he was looking for him, it might have something to do with the eye-gouging demon. After all, he seemed to have never appeared in front of him since he left the scene of the crime that day.

In order to prevent Watson from feeling that he had also been killed by the eye-gouging demon, he decided to go back early today.

As soon as he stood up, he saw the paper on the table again

【No one can read that fast】

Sherlock smiled again. He didn't know what kind of person could say such conceited or even narcissistic words?

It's as if he alone can determine the limits of humanity in this world.

He is in a good mood these days

He got the landlady's approval for his residence, absorbed an eye-gouging demon, and found a good thing like "The Divine Comedy" to pass the time.

So when he saw someone who was more narcissistic than himself, he inexplicably developed some kind of evil mentality that was hard to describe.

Sherlock walked to the table, then unusually but at the same time picked up the pen with great interest and wrote a sentence on the piece of paper.

【You are a little slow.】

After writing this sentence, he nodded with satisfaction and left the room.