Tomorrow is Sean and Sophia's wedding, Dio walks on the street late at night, smoking a cigarette, approaching winter, the air in the early morning is cold and biting, and the girl closes her eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info gray sky is always the night scene of London, and the night without stars will make people get lost. She may have been lost, too, but in the dim light of the streetlights, she thought several times about why she had returned to London. She couldn't convince herself why she wanted to leave the Ming Empire, whether from her own ideas or from the perspective of interests, the Ming Empire was more suitable for her than London.

It was closer to "Wonderland" and closer to what she was after. Why did she come back here? She couldn't give herself a perfect excuse, she wasn't good at making excuses, and setting up this so-called "D-10" didn't help her much, she came back for something she didn't want to admit. Rats that crawl out of sewers become ordinary things that walk in the sun after they get used to being raised by people. It was too pleasant to forget the unpleasant king and the smell of rotting food in the stinking gutter.

However, even if the wound heals, it will still leave a scar, and it only takes a moment to recall the time when I was lonely and helpless, licking the wound alone and hating myself in this world. It's been four years since she'd been away from the town where she was born, and there should still be a train from London to Liverpool, right?

Buying a ticket for the late-night train from the conductor on the night watch, Dior stared at the secluded tracks, the next one was half an hour later, and if he missed it, he had to wait for the morning one.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, Dior lowered his head slightly, listening to the footsteps, it should be a young woman in high heels. The girl exhaled a puff of smoke, stuffed the cigarette butt into the trash can, and sat on a bench waiting for the train to arrive. But the footsteps gradually approached Dior, and the girl couldn't help but raise her head to look over there, but she didn't expect to meet an acquaintance.

"Ah, I didn't expect you to go out at such a time, Dior. Sherlock dragged his pipe in one hand and greeted him with a smile.

"The distance between my house and your office is less than a hundred meters, and you can see my door from the window," Dior said impatiently, "You can always notice if I go out, or if anyone has come to my house, and so do I." ”

"Oops, didn't I guess right?" Sherlock frowned, "You shouldn't have seen me bleed..."

"I didn't say I needed human bleed to make out the smell of blood. You have seen me almost every day during this time, and you have been with me every day. It's just that I might not be able to tell the difference between the temperature of someone you're related to and you," Dior sighed, "You know what? I never thought that one day I would want to expose the famous detective, Sherlock. ”

“......”

"I've always thought you should be a detective with justice and perfection, but now it seems that I am so stupid - to have expectations of others and to be disappointed, when it is clear that no one needs to be what I want to be, but human beings always expect others to tend to what they think, and pin their hopes and admiration on others, and think that one day they can become like that. But human beings also want that kind of person to fall, to see that kind of person is no different from themselves, and then to fall into the trap of those who have made mistakes. ”

"When did you find out?" Sherlock still smiled.

"You commissioned me with the Raven Incident, Sherlock," said Dio, expressionlessly, "and you also gave me the leaflet from the prosecutor's office, and you were the one who actually prosecuted me." These incidents are full of similarities, and before that, I always thought that you were a detective that everyone admired, so it was only natural that you had something to do with these events, but... Not really. Who gave me information about Sir Blois? Who handed over the inside story of the Avar incident to the prosecutor's office? Who is it in the Jack the Ripper affair that comes up with false guesses and clues? ”

"You're a genius, Sherlock, you're not like me, and since I can think of clues, you must have thought of them a long time ago. But in this incident, you and I were led away by something at the same time, but I first brought up a lot of things that you 'didn't think of'. Why? Because there's something that you 'shouldn't know,' so you can't bring it up, and you're doing it so perfectly that I don't even think about it. I always felt like I was being led by some invisible guide, but I didn't think it was right next to me. Originally, I wouldn't have thought about it in this way, but... You've gone so far that you haven't thought of things you should have thought of. ”

"John told me that Sir Blois's wife, murdered by the Manchester mafia, was just a 'stand-in'. I spent a month in London at best, unconcerned about the gossip in society, and I don't know about it, which is probably nonsense, after all. But you don't know, Sherlock Holmes, that you should have thought that this had something to do with the Raven Incident, but you were 'negligent'... Was this negligence or not? And then I realized that there were no restrictions on your detectives, as long as I opened my mouth, or hinted at your action, you would act, I thought that the police department's investigation would be restricted, but... No. They looked into everything I wanted perfectly, and I got the clues I wanted, only to find that everything I had still couldn't be deduced. It wasn't until John told me about Sir Blois that I thought of this possibility. ”

"Indeed... You are a detective lady who believes in justice, and the "Jack the Ripper" incident is just an illusion created by the upper echelons to cover up something, and there is no murderer at all, so you did everything possible to deviate my investigation from the original track. As you know, long before you received a request to investigate the Jack the Ripper incident, the Queen of England herself contacted me and mobilized me to solve the case. And I did a detailed investigation long before you, and 'you' were worried that I would expose some of the inside story of the "Skar" company, so you joined "that side", and I was the only one who was kept in the dark. ”

Sherlock did not sit next to Dior, she stood in front of Dior with her head bowed, she did not refute Dior's words, and admitted Dior's guess as if by default.

Long before Sherlock began to investigate the incident, before Jack the Ripper sent a letter to the CNA to publicly proclaim his "crime", Dior received a summons from the Queen of England. Staying at home, Dio received a call from the queen at first, and was a little surprised, thinking that the queen would receive him, but in the end he received another commission. Perhaps it was the Prime Minister and the Queen who reached some kind of agreement that made the Queen and the Prime Minister choose to meet with Dior, who at that time thought that the matter was related to the British government, but in fact it was just another 'trap'.

The Prime Minister met with him only because he had learned from the Queen that she was investigating the chain of events, and because the Prime Minister had reached some kind of agreement with the Queen, he could not let what was behind this come to light. The queen probably thought that Dio was very likely to see through what was behind this case, so she met with the prime minister with Dio, which seemed to be just some official words, but in fact it was the same as Dior thought at the beginning, a kind of 'warning'.

They thought that Dior might see through the truth, so they took an 'insurance'. Those words are actually saying, 'Even if you know the truth, don't go around preaching that you are our precious talent, and we don't want to lose a talent because of this.'" ’。

"It's funny, I thought that the politicians of this twilight country were nothing more than a rabble, but as I thought, the general power is too small in front of the state apparatus. Dior pulled his pipe out of his jacket and wiped the surface with his cuffs, "When a group of people gather, it's just a bunch of waste, meaningless." But when a group of people come together and act together for the same purpose and benefit, it becomes a terrible force, like witch hunting—a "national movement" that burns people they hate at the stake. ”

"I should have thought that you are the "order of the British detective world", you claim to be the "world's number one detective", and how can a person bathed in such an aura have nothing to do with the British government. ”

As she spoke, the girl couldn't help laughing, and there seemed to be a hint of loneliness in her crazy laughter, but who could know what she was thinking?

When she had laughed enough, she smiled annoyingly, her expression hideous like that of a demon from hell. Her distorted expression was the product of a spirit called malice.

"yes, it's fun for everyone to join forces to deal with me, a heinous fellow who does not do anything to commit crimes. But I have to tell you one thing, I, Dio Brando, have only one interest in this life, victory, and then domination! The process and the method do not matter! What the order of the British detective world, what Britain, that has nothing to do with me. If you feel that you can continue to judge good and evil with your disgusting face, go ahead, and I will be the last obstacle on your path to the so-called Sages, you messengers of justice. ”

“... You are crazy. The smile on Sherlock's face faded.

"Finally retracting your disgusting smile?" said Dio relaxedly.

Sherlock was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head.

"Is it too late to apologize? ”

"Never. Dio closed his eyes.

The train slowly drove onto the platform, and the invisible dark star shone on the unseen road ahead.