The sin of wearing a crown

Sherlock was puzzled by Linn's avoidance of talking, and he immediately wondered if Linn was pretending to be a demon. After all, his suspicions had pointed out the direction before, so this possibility was not impossible.

Linn, who was pointed at the gun, felt an unnatural stinging sensation. The black muzzle of the gun was like a steel needle, approaching directly. However, it was expected that Sherlock was just bluffing and not really intending to shoot himself to death, Lin En, who was the law enforcer of the [Suppression Bureau], said calmly.

"Stop guessing, Sherlock. Your suspicion is not a result, but a verification."

"It sounds like you know me well."

Sherlock is still cheating to see if his suspicions are correct.

"Six candies, sequence 6, name."

Lin En, whose mood could be described as terrible, unceremoniously revealed the information that only they knew, oh, there are three of them now. Watson next to him ignored the chatter between the two men, and instead looked at the tree trunk that was severely rubbed and scratched by the whip blade, as well as the fresh scratches left by various sharp claws. The air was full of the aftermath of the fight. The fresh smell of grass and trees spread out, and Watson, as a bodyguard who specializes in fighting, read a very fierce fight from it.

What kind of weapon can create this scene?

In addition, the use of abilities among extraordinary people has not been reduced.

Lynn Moriarty is an auxiliary Extraordinary. It is said that his two combat records ended in tragic victories, and his combat effectiveness does not seem to be worthy of attention. This is understandable. In an era when you can be the main combatant in the lower ranks if you have a gun, if you lose two times in a row, it is either a special situation or you are really not suitable for this job.

Law enforcers are never chivalrous vigilantes fighting alone, but violent suppression agencies. Discover the target, call for support, apply for information, and if there is a suspect, first use the gun to order the person to give up all actions and be arrested, otherwise the bullets will be emptied. This can be regarded as the style of law enforcement. As the number of dangerous elements with guns increases, this approach has also It quickly became popular.

Otherwise, asking for a half-penny bullet to cost the Extraordinary trained by hundreds of gold pounds is called wanting to vomit blood, and the price-performance ratio is not at the same level at all.

When Watson was organizing Sherlock's desk, he saw some records about Moriarty. It was not detailed, but more like Sherlock's random essays on a whim. Now it seems that this information is outdated, and Watson roughly replayed the scene at that time in his mind.

If Linn could read minds, she would be surprised to find that the simulated scene in her mind was almost the same as the actual situation, except for the details.

"Now I can believe that you are Lin En." Hearing the key words spoken by Lin En, Sherlock loosened his grip, twirled the pistol in his hand and put it back into the holster. . "Although I don't really believe that you will be killed by the plastic demon, it is what a detective should do not to miss any possibility, no matter how outrageous it is."

"So you still don't fully trust me."

Linn's brain automatically translated Sherlock's words and then relayed them. Sherlock gave Watson a wink, and the bodyguard went to investigate the tragic murder scene silently. After Watson walked some distance away, Sherlock clenched his fists and coughed lightly in front of his lips. One voice continued.

"Your standards today are very low, not like you at all."

"Now it's my turn to say, do you know me very well?" Lin En looked sideways at the great detective. His emotions at this moment were indeed stronger than before.

"Both you and I should understand that there is no point in trying to lie in front of people like us. Lynn, you came here at least fifteen minutes faster than Watson and I. During this time, you also fought with the murderer. Even Watson can see that the signs of fighting here are so intense. But you, a law enforcer and the rising star of the [Suppression Bureau], have not mentioned a single word about the murderer after meeting us. "

Sherlock didn't know whether he was laughing or angry. He tapped a thick vine on one side with his cane and laughed uncontrollably.

"Aha, Lynn, what do you think of this? You are not even willing to use a lie to deal with a gentleman. Is this Lynn Moriarty? Maybe I should tell you some names so that you can to die."

"I don't remember our relationship being this good."

"It's not about relationship, it's about dignity, the dignity of a gentleman! Just like if there is a war, I will submit a letter of challenge in front of you and write Sherlock Holmes on it with a rose gold pen. Well, this must be It's a great script, ha, those damn Goons must not be able to imagine the romance of the Albion gentleman!" Sherlock's hand became a little stronger, and he seemed a little happy.

Lin En knew that he was trying to escape. Looking at Sherlock's dissatisfied and disappointed eyes, he pondered and spoke slowly.

"Sometimes, the person you see may not be the murderer..."

But soon the little gentleman was stunned.

Sherlock caught a flash of inspiration from Lynn's fleeting astonishment. Usually this kind of thing occurs when he suddenly figures out something. Then, as expected, Lin En began to speak in some unsatisfactory official language.

"If there is an investigation that requires cooperation, please submit a written application to the local branch of the Suppression Bureau, and the local branch will submit the application to the Stim headquarters. Once approved by the headquarters, I will do my best to cooperate with you, Sherlock. Investigation, now I am a free gentleman..."

Such a long paragraph would make an ordinary person faint.

But Sherlock is obviously no ordinary person.

He frowned and thought for half a second, then accurately extracted the key information and asked Lin En directly.

"You mean you don't want to talk about it now?"

If there was a voiceover, it would be hilarious right now.

"Well, you can understand it this way, I really have to go back, Sherlock."

"..."

Sherlock looked at Linn who was about to leave with a very strange look, as if he was some kind of alien visitor. Suddenly, Mr. Detective said to the little gentleman’s back.

"Lynn, I have to remind you that if the transformation of the plastic demon is related to someone you know, you must have noticed something. Carrying it alone is not necessarily a good thing. It's best to speak out."

Lin En couldn't help but pause after hearing this.

Then he nodded and without saying anything, he raised his head again and walked towards the outside of the black forest.

"A gentleman's responsibility... It's really annoying. I hope your flash of inspiration is not something bad, Lynn Moriarty."