Chapter Seventy-Nine - Detective in the Twilight Nation 07
"Do you really not remember that child?" John looked at Dior strangely, "I remember that you seemed to like that child, at least not as much as I did." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”
"Even if you say that, all I can remember is that there is such a person," Dio rolled his eyes, and there was a rare subtle sense of disobedience in his consciousness, "Are you sure she's Sir Blois's daughter?" or... Sir Blois had a daughter? It was no joke, for it is inconceivable that I would have any friends with Hugh Hudson in my character, but my mind told me that I did have such a memory. How to say it... It's like a sense of déjà vu, but I always feel like I've had it before, but I don't actually feel it. ”
"Are you serious? Dior, I always thought that no matter how withdrawn you were, you wouldn't forget that kind of thing..."
Hideor didn't know if Sir Blois had a daughter, she only knew that Sir Blois had been married, and when he got married, when he had children, and when his daughter went to study with Hugh Hudson with Dior, there was only a vague feeling in her mind. It was an even more unbelievable hallucination than her previous life, and she didn't know why she felt the way she did, so she gave it to Sherlock.
Maybe the detective who saw everything could see something, and she was only so glad to be so happy. Even John must have had such a person and he knew almost nothing, which was a feeling that he had never felt before. Strangled by something, Dior smoked a cigarette without saying a word, and what flashed in her mind was the wonderful power of the second generation "DIO". Other humans may have the same powers, and that has to be considered.
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With the emergence of victims of the Avar affair, the Romanian orphans who are difficult to resettle, and the involvement of too many politicians in the dark business, Britain is faced with a major choice. And under the Queen's iron-fisted actions, the Twilight Nation is quietly undergoing a great transformation. More than half of the politicians and civil servants were dismissed, but the queen did not consider whether the successors could take on the work of the predecessors, and almost all the troublesome work fell to the current prime minister and ministers who retained the power, and most of the civil servants and dignitaries who insisted on eating and waiting for a dead salary increase had to take action.
Thanks to this, Sherlock's actions went smoothly. She found information about Sir Blois, which was compiled by MI6 with no information about his 'daughter', nor did she mention the birth of Sir Blois's wife. It is already possible to assume that Sir Blois had no daughter, and that the rumored 'daughter' was a mere illusion.
But there is a special name in the profile that mentions her sexual interest. The British immigrant from the United States, Raman Whitney, if Sherlock remembers correctly, stayed in England for several years, and disappeared for a while when John Connor left the country. Most of the information about this man is some useless information such as some life and other useless information, the only useful point is that he is a member of the former U.S. Marine Corps, and his grades were very good at the time, originally planned to join the U.S. Army's "SEAL" commando, but because of the knee river incident, he refused to be nominated, and later came to settle in the United Kingdom.
It is assumed that this man also had a great deal to do with the events of Sir Blois, and that he also happened to be at the scene of the events of the Avar incident.
And Sherlock didn't find any sign of the man's capture, he disappeared from this world as if the world had evaporated, Sherlock frowned, this man is not that simple. She began searching the police department's database for victims of the Avar incident, and eventually she zeroed in on a 'patient' with severe burns and a gunshot wound from a .44 Magnum bullet. Beside him lay the corpse of a guard, whose arm had also been shattered by .44 Magnum's bullets, and even had stampede marks.
It is incredible that this man survived, and it is certain that he was burned by the fire in the Avar incident, but the reason was never mentioned by himself. When he was found, the ambulance crew thought the man was dead, but almost all of his wounds had healed, except for severe burns to the skin tissue. After being sent to the hospital, the attending doctor had to cut open the already healed gunshot wound and remove the fragmented bullet bit by bit.
Even so, the man didn't say anything. Without saying his name, without any panic, he just sat on the edge of his bed every day, looking out the window and contemplating something. Sherlock was 90% sure that the man was Raman Whitney, and that the initiator of the Avar incident was Dio, and that the .44 caliber Colt python that Dior preferred to use was using Magnum shells. Considering Dior's feud with the Skull and Bones Society, as well as her relationship with John and Dior, it is a reality that she will go to Avar.
And when it comes to Avar, her meeting with Rahman is almost a certainty. Sherlock had the scene in his mind, and with some kind of conflict of ideas as an opportunity, Dio, who was talking to Raman, drew his gun, first dealt with the high-threat gun-wielding guard, and then shot Raman in the leg. Nine times out of ten, the fire was also caused by Dior, she smoked, it was normal to carry fire with her, she poured whiskey or kerosene lamps on Raman who fell to the ground, took out matches...
It seems necessary to meet this man. Sherlock, who is guessing the truth, is not ready to expose Dior's criminal march, and now is not the time. Until then, she had to meet Raman Whitney.
With the introduction of the police chief, she was able to get permission to meet the man.
Severely burned, the gasp-inducing terrible burns could be glimpsed through the gaps in the bandages, and the man only glanced at Sherlock's arrival, and then continued to look out the window. The body burned by the fire was so broken, but Sherlock felt in him a temperament that matched the fire.
“... Raman Whitney. Sherlock called out his name.
"The man is dead," replied indifferently, "First time I met, Sherlock Holmes, and it was my pleasure to meet you. ”
He was polite and didn't feel like he was going through that kind of hell at all. Sherlock was on crutches and made it to the hospital bed across from him, and Raman had saved Sherlock a lot of trouble by moving out of the intensive care unit not long ago.
"The initiator of the events in Avar was Dio Connor, right?"
"If you're trying to find proof, I'm sorry, but I'm not going to do anything for you to prove her guilt. Raman looked out the window in a daze.
“... Why? She should have ruined everything for you, do you know what your current body means? Do you know that there are still many Romanian orphans who have been displaced by Dio Connor's actions, and may have died alone by the river, under the stinking ditch, in the alleys?" Shylock said calmly.
Raman stood up in surprise, and slowly turned his head to be covered by the bandage, and then he slowly reached out and untied the bandage that was wrapped around his head, revealing the terrifying face underneath. The only thing that could be identified was his gray-blue eyes, which glowed strangely, staring at Sherlock, and then a sound like laughter came from his nostrils.
"Why? You're so funny to say that to a corpse. ”
He thought he was dead, and Sherlock frowned, just about to say something, only to see Raman reach out his bandaged hand and caress his own cheek.
"This is my self-righteous retribution, Ms. Holmes. I guess you're as smart as you can guess what I'm doing all this for, and I do everything in Avar, and I have nothing to do with John Connor. And Dio Connor did nothing wrong when she killed a trafficker, a criminal, and a culprit who plunged Britain into obscurity. ”
He is clearing the charge for the guy who could be treasonous, and the wicked man who caused tens of thousands of people to suffer, as a 'corpse'.
"After I was admitted to the hospital, I felt that there was nothing wrong with this kind of life. My life is endless, even if I am stuffed into cement and sunk to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean, I will continue to 'live' as a living stone on the bottom of the Pacific Ocean, without thinking about what to do tomorrow, tomorrow will definitely be exactly the same as today. I tried my best to think about it, and I realized that I had done something stupid. No matter how much I try to atone for my sins, I will not be forgiven for the sinful things I have done. I am so grateful to Dio for killing Raman Whitney, and now all she has left is a corpse. ”
As he said this, there was a pleasant sound in the corpse's throat, which must have been laughter.
"And now, I'm going to give a new meaning to this corpse – it's just a container that carries the changes that the world's will brings to me. ”
He picked up one thing from the bouquet and some condolences that the medical staff had bought, it was not something interesting, he asked the doctor to buy the mask that was everywhere in the store, it was a strange mask with a wig attached, two funny beards and drooping cheeks, and a strange smiling face, which was very uncomfortable, and it was a very famous thing in England - the Fox mask, a mask modeled on Guy Fawkes.
Rahman slowly fastened the mask to his head, and he turned the 'smiley' on the mask and chuckled, just like the expression of the mask.
"And now, the body is alive. ”
Sherlock suddenly felt frightened, and she had a premonition that this man would be the next Dio Connor, but she was silent for a long time, not saying a word. She clenched her fists, released them, and clenched them, and at last she took off her deer-hunting hat, bowed to Laman, and said:
"You're really not going to help me testify against Dio Connor, and if you do, I can help you with things like... A new identity. ”
"Do you think that's right? She struck down criminals and made people like me who disturb the peace have nowhere to run. Besides, if you are hostile to her, you will be hindered by unimaginable obstacles, even your life. ”
"But she's also disturbing the peace, my dear Fawkes, she's just causing a bigger explosion to put out another fire," Sherlock said of the masked man, "she's only acting for her own desires/desires, just for herself." If I can send her to prison, then I willingly end my life, and I can say that I have not wasted this life. If my life ends until then, I can see death as if it were my home with a clear conscience. In the more than 1,000 cases I've handled, I believe I've never used my power in the wrong place. ”