The sin of wearing a crown

"What about the bad news?"

Through the hazy smoke, Lin's sight, as clear as the sunshine in the field, seemed to be able to tear apart all this illusion, and directly projected onto Sherlock's slightly blurred facial features. Every time he smoked, his eyes were always extremely sharp, so sharp that without enough mental quality, it would be easy to feel guilty in front of him.

It just so happened that Linn was famous for his will. After fighting the world, himself, and others, his will was like a rough diamond that was constantly being polished, and now its beauty can be vaguely seen.

"The bad news is that there are traces of the sinking of the plastic demon here." Sherlock did not sell out the bad news.

"where?"

Linn frowned. He quickly cut to the spiritual field of vision, and what he saw was a normal messy and chaotic appearance. Both spirituality and sexual appearance looked very normal and within the scope of common sense.

"all."

Sherlock took a deep breath of cigarette and then expelled it for a long time. His answer made people's hearts tighten.

"You don't know enough about the Shape Demon to know what kind of spiritual traces he leaves behind in the places where he haunts. Just like normal people can't distinguish the paths of snakes and beasts in the forest. I know what you want to say, and I will teach you now. How do you accurately identify the remaining traces of the plastic demon?"

"It's rare that we have a tacit understanding."

Lin's mouth curled up. He felt that Sherlock suddenly looked a little more pleasing to his eyes, well, just a little bit.

"Have you practiced your spiritual stacking well? I know that your spiritual control is very good. In the [Suppression Bureau], you are recognized as having the hope of quickly hitting the mid-level ones." The big detective loosened his pipe. , he put away the pipe that Watson gave him, and cracked it with both hands, as if he was going to have a Barton showdown with Linn on the spot.

"Probably no worse than you."

When it comes to spiritual mastery and manipulation, the little gentleman who has already experienced success at the angel level has very strong self-confidence.

"That's much simpler. You expand your spiritual vision, and then when observing the traces of spirituality and sex, choose to slowly reduce the intensity of your spiritual vision, and then you can discover the clues."

Linn didn't talk nonsense and adjusted his spiritual vision according to Sherlock's instructions.

With his precise and quick operation, he noticed something was wrong almost as soon as he got the prompt. In his gradually diminishing spiritual vision, there are many seemingly natural spiritual traces that are emphasized and reflected. These traces wrap around up, down, left and right, staying in the air for a long time without dissipating.

Are these the traces of the plastic demon?

"So simple?"

"This simple method was discovered after we spent a month at the scene of several murders of the Demon Shaper. Normal people would close their spiritual vision all of a sudden, and it happened to take advantage of this loophole."

Sherlock refers to us as a group of people who are unwilling to give up on catching the Shaper. Many of them are relatives and friends of the victims. Because they are not capable, they can only provide help to Sherlock, hoping that he will catch the Shaper one day. , let him get the justice he deserves.

Never underestimate the efforts of a group of people, especially when it's about a blood feud.

Sherlock can readily admit that he was able to hunt down the traces of the Shaper so quickly because of the help of other people. Otherwise, relying on the strength of one person alone, it will definitely not be as fast as it is now. He will take the share of others to capture the plastic demon.

"So, could it be contamination? I don't mean to deny you, but Leonardo is a socialite. He is the son of the Labor Party. I am afraid there is no one in this camp that he has not come into contact with, including me. "Lin turned his head and looked around, and he noticed that there were traces of the demon sculptor on his body.

Raising reasonable doubts, he began to walk toward the outside of the tent, where he had to compare the interesting traces.

"Judging from the traces, there should have been relatively close contact, or even direct contact. The possibility of contamination from a distance is relatively small... The chaos of the plastic demon seems to be disordered to disrupt spirituality, but its disruption is relatively The more force you use, the deeper the traces will be left. Sometimes things are very simple, but it is difficult to understand without looking through them. "

Sherlock answered as he followed Linn.

Lin En walked out of the tent. Everything in the chaos in the camp, the rise of spirituality, the convergence and disintegration of sexual characteristics, and the chaos created by the demon were fused together. They were quickly diluted and dispersed, and were far less condensed than in the tent.

Looking at the scene that was almost like a drop of ink spilling into the water, Lin suddenly understood why Sherlock was so sneaky before and stared at the old butt. The traces of the plastic demon are like a slightly different leaf in the jungle. You have to look closely to see the difference.

"Every time the plastic demon makes a move, its spiritual stability is almost unstoppable. It needs to kill others to gain spiritual topological stability. To be honest, it's quite magical. If it hadn't been out of control, it would have been uncontrollable. There are many extraordinary things. Researchers hope to use it to study the loss of control and stability of spirits."

Sherlock also opened his spiritual vision. The information that filled his vision and the feeling that filled his brain made him feel more happy every time than smoking crow.

He used to have headaches.

But when he started thinking and building the spirit child model, he no longer suffered from headaches. He had controlled his own will and made it rational and clean.

"If we don't act quickly and it succeeds, it will completely eliminate its traces, slip through our fingers, and then wait for the next attack to destroy us."

"I know, so how do we deal with this kind of monster that can be transformed into items? The gravel on the beach must be a little different to choose."

Linn licked his lips, he lost his sense of security.

Before seeing this scene with his own eyes, he had no feeling about the plastic monster. But after seeing at a glance, almost the whole camp was covered with scattered and chaotic traces. Lin En was like a private territory that had entered an American cockroach. He wanted to say Find it immediately, and then slap it with your slipper to kill the anxiety.

"Find the place with the densest traces, and then use spirituality to conduct a directional impact check." Sherlock proposed the most effective method.

But Linn also understood that this was the stupidest method.

No wonder he needs a helper.

Otherwise, just playing hide-and-seek with the plastic demon in such a big camp would probably drain Sherlock and Watson dry, and he wouldn't be able to find out where the plastic demon is hiding. With Lynn involved, the pressure can be greatly relieved.

Not commenting on this method in his heart, Lin En suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Sherlock, I would like to ask, is it possible for the plastic demon to be controlled and used by others?"