The Collection of The End

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Boom! Snapped!

"..." Sherlock stood in the void, looking at the plane that exploded into fireworks again, his expression blank.

"Winning or losing is a common thing for a soldier. Please try again, hero." Ms. Irisviel didn't seem to care very much and patted him on the shoulder to encourage him.

He was careless, Sherlock thought, because the problem about the cruise ship was so common that he subconsciously ignored the possibility of a "trolley problem with extraordinary factors". This is a subspace beyond the latitude, and of course it is impossible to completely Lean towards technology.

After reading the entire "question", Sherlock initially determined that the key was the man who was suspected of being an animal tamer. Perhaps he should be called an insect tamer? He wanted to flee a certain country by plane, but the female detective seemed to have no cross-border law enforcement powers and could only risk arresting him on the plane.

From this point of view, the world where the tram problem occurred still has a relatively complete order, but the level of technology is relatively low. Otherwise, how would a guy with something hidden in his body pass the security check?

As for the level of "magic", it is not yet certain. The two people who fought did not use magic for most of the time. It was not until Tu Qiong Dagger saw each other's cards that they each appeared "can infect ordinary people into monsters". Bugs” and magical elements that “strengthen body parts or weapons to withstand attacks.”

Hmm... It sounds like the Life Faction students at Badr College are fighting among themselves, but the latter will only be incarcerated, and the former will be sent to Azkaban.

In addition, magic does not seem to appear openly in that world. Otherwise, the "ghoul" in the cabin, which does not seem to be very destructive, should be easily eliminated by the well-prepared team of magicians when it lands at the airport where they are waiting. Or control.

In other words, the choice in this tram puzzle is between "a female detective I know" and "a large number of ordinary people at the airport." Judging from the decisive missile, the respondent chose the latter, which is consistent with the choice in the cruise ship puzzle. .

But...the problem this time was due to the existence of unknown magical factors, which caused the result that Sherlock expected to fail to occur.

When he "answered questions" for the first time after watching the explosion, he very decisively used the fainting ground and the blazing flames to deal with the bug master and the bugs on him. Then a female detective named Natalia contacted the ground and informed News that the operation went smoothly.

It landed safely, the passengers and crew were successfully evacuated, the criminals were put on restraints and taken away, and then... the plane was blown up on the spot by the airport - was the bug player a source of pollution?

It wasn't until the tram problem began to reset that Sherlock suddenly realized that his goal was not only to save the passengers on the plane, but also to save the plane itself.

boom! boom! boom!

As the saying goes, "It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice." Because he was not familiar with the magic in the problem, he "started over" several times and failed to save the plane.

The most outrageous thing is that the person who answered the question who was not on the plane seemed to be a pessimist. He once knocked out the insect controller and hid it so that the female detective could not find it. As a result, the female detective reported to the ground that the target was not found, and she might have used a blind trick. After taking another plane, the missile still arrived as promised.

Is this suspicion that she has been controlled? If you were 100% sure that the target was on this plane, you would have told me earlier!

Fortunately, there are only a few main factors in this incident, and a solution can be found even by exhaustive methods.

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"Hahaha! Goodbye! Stupid magician!]"

The Insect Controller commanded his huge swarm of insects, hijacked a large number of passengers on the plane, ignored the interception by the military and police, and escaped through the airport defense line with a rumble.

"Why not just shoot down the plane?]" On the other side, the female detective was getting angry into the walkie-talkie.

"That will lead to the death of all the passengers he hijacked, including you," the voice from the intercom was dry and indifferent: "Since he is alive, the insect swarm will not get out of control or cause pollution, and his research does not require an attack. Human, so I think letting him escape is the right choice.】"

"you--!】"

"The main reason for this result is that you can easily subdue him with your vows."

"Who knew his bugs would evolve... no longer polluting, but infinitely more powerful and invulnerable...]"

"That's the problem with the Magicians Association.]"

Katcha! Kachacha!

The chaotic scene at the airport "split", and then Ms. Irisviel stretched out her hand, gently collected the fragments reflecting the plane, and put them into her bag.

"What a clever approach," she looked at Sherlock who was obviously relieved: "He actually thought of a way to give Bolzak an advantage."

"Huh... I should have profiled it earlier. The 'questioner' is an idiot who only judges actions based on the number of people rescued. The dense passenger flow at the airport is more than the number of people on a mere small plane," Xia Locke wiped away the non-existent sweat: "Then, just let Natalia's side become the 'majority' - although I don't know about those who have been randomly modified by me and cannot transform people into ghouls or cause pollution." Dead Apostles' any other questions."

"Of course not, because the 'question' is over."

call--

Following Ms. Irisviel's words, a raging fire ignited in the chaotic gray mist. It occupied Sherlock's entire field of vision almost instantly, and then slowly subsided. After the sea of ​​​​fire disappeared, what emerged from the gray mist was, It was a quiet little fishing village that was about to fall into the night, but what didn't match the tranquility was the scene in front of him.

It was a chicken farm surrounded by barbed wire. Dozens of chickens were flying around in fear. In the middle of the chicken farm covered with chicken feathers, a girl wearing a dusty white dress was kneeling. Just sit there.

As if aware of someone appearing behind her, she turned her head stiffly, revealing her red eyes, blood all over her face, minced meat and feathers in her mouth, and the dead chicken she was holding tightly in her hands.

"Oh, that's so cute" Irisviel praised.

No, wait? Sherlock, whose head had just started to work, almost died. He turned to look at Irisviel mechanically. As expected, he found that she had changed clothes again, this time it was a flowing pure white dress, and she also wore a hat on her head. The sunhat was looking behind Sherlock with a hint of surprise.

It's not just about that girl...

Sherlock followed her gaze and found a black-haired little boy wearing a vest and shorts standing blankly at the door of the chicken farm. He looked at the girl who was chewing the dead chicken with surprise and shock. .

It turned out that he appeared in the wrong position... Sherlock took two steps back to make their eyes meet.

"Kill...me...]" the girl muttered.

"ah!",