Chapter Seventy-Six - The Detective of the Twilight Nation 04
The girls walked out of the boudoir, and John, who didn't know why, was still trembling against the wall, for fear that Dio would tear him apart if he was unhappy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ Info also embarrassed his companion, and the 'hot-tempered', 'tyrannical', 'notorious', and 'cruel' Dio might have done just thatβwhen he called himself a messenger of justice. Dio grabbed John's collar, and the 'eight-foot' man was dragged all the way out of Dior's new home by a girl of about 1.6 meters.
"Wait, dear Dior, can you listen to me?" John looked so frightened that he didn't even dare to make any extra moves.
"Look, listen, it is said that the orthopedic surgeon in Germany can even connect the broken part. Dior said as he looked at his brother with a 'sincere' look.
John knew that he had chosen to keep his mouth shut, he knew that now he was going to say something that would make the girl unhappy, and that he might really want to go to Germany. Leaving aside whether there were doctors of such great skill, the egregious racism/discrimination there alone would not have been something anyone would want to visit, called the "Duchy of Prussia", a terrible place in the German Empire.
22-1B Baker Street, only the second floor is Sherlock's office. When he first came to this richly decorated room, John, who was a nobleman, was also a little embarrassed. It is really difficult to compare who has a higher status in Britain between the declining aristocracy and the now famous detective. Sherlock had already prepared a map of Shevolt's vicinity, marked with a red pen with large and small messy lines, which no one but herself could read.
John took another look at the legendary 'detective', with messy brown curls, a crumpled double-breasted coat and light dark circles, like Dior who used to hurry to the classroom after staying up late to read a novel. And the mess of materials on the table, the coffee that was half unfinished, the evidence of the last shooting at Sir Blois's house and the warheads taken from the body of the deceased on the 'test table' next to the desk, no matter how you look at it, this place is only a step away from the mad scientist's laboratory.
Sherlock made himself a pot of black tea, and after Dior stared at the map of the ghost drawing for a long time, he put the teacup in front of John, who was still on the sofa by Dior, and walked to Dior's side with another cup of tea.
"What do you think about the Raven Man's incident?" she said, handing over the teacup decorated with gold trim.
"I can only think that it is the creation of Dr. Craigwen, if this monster still exists, we will not be ignorant," Dior took the black tea, took a sip, and immediately showed an expression of disgust on his face, "Why do you add garlic?
"That's better for the stomach," Sherlock replied casually, and Sherlock pointed to the ghost drawing on Shevt's map and explained, "This is the specific location and approximate time of the deceased's victimization after the crow man began to commit the crime, the first one, the owner of the bakery, young and strong, often exercised, was attacked by the raven man when he took out the garbage in the early morning, and the interesting thing is that the body was hidden in the alley by the first, the owner of the bakery, young... Of course there is no heart. However, it is important to know that the legendary Raven Man will drag the corpse back with it and use it as a material for 'magic'. β
"The second, the apprentice of the blacksmith's shop, a young man, also has excellent physical strength... So I don't have to say more. The target of the attackers was young and able-bodied, not the old, weak, sick or disabled. The purpose of attacking animals is the same, and animals in captivity by humans unfortunately have decent hearts. The human beings who were attacked were all young people, both male and female***** and had good physical strength, no hidden diseases and hidden wounds, which means that they were very vigorous. This is the location of the three raids and the sheepfold, and if you link the locations of these raids, you can see that they have a relatively close intersection. β
"It can be seen that the distance from this one point to the location of all the attacked people is not too far, and it is almost certain that the nest of the Raven Man is near here. β
Sherlock pointed to a location on the map, which was north of the town of Shevt, or even right in the town. Such a monster is hiding in the town? Both Dior and John found it incredible.
"Of course, this is not speculation," Sherlock felt out of his pipe, thinking something, "I began to investigate this case back in the first issue, and during that time the police searched all possible locations within a kilometer of the town, but let alone the Raven Man, there was no sign of human activity. I don't think the feathers on the creature's elbows are meant to fly. There was also a search in the town, but in the end it was to no avail, and the only possibility in the end..."
"The drainage system that has been built in recent years?" Dior suddenly realized, "Indeed, the difficult terrain there allows this creature to be cleverly hidden, and legend has it that the Raven Man has no sight..."
"And that's not all. β
Sherlock walked over to the test bench, opened the cabinet, and took out a black feather from it and shook it in front of Dio's eyes, the feather was almost half a meter long, and it was hard to imagine that it was the body of a creature they knew.
"It was found near the entrance to the sewer, and although I thought it was an ordinary crow's feather when I first saw it, it was so big that I took some of it and found that it was extremely tough and resistant to corrosion in an acidic environment. In a normal environment, it will lose its vitality and is no different from ordinary feathers. β
"Werewolves and ravens are so different from your picture, isn't it? It's hard to imagine that these two things are the work of the same person. John said casually with a picture of Sherlock still on the table.
Sherlock and Dior raised their eyebrows at the same time. He's right... Werewolves really don't quite resemble Dr. Craigwen's creations, and the creatures of that fellow, like the biologically traitive werewolves, Sixteen Nights and Sakuya herself, and even Jacqueline herself now, any one of them can be said to be 'near-perfect'. And the crow man who is a mess of things is essentially different from a werewolf. Werewolves are close to natural creatures, while Raven people are just synthetics no matter how you look at them.
"Does Shevolt have a chemical plant?"
"Of course, as a matter of course, to confirm my suspicions, the hydrochloric acid plant invested by Sir Blois. Recently, many residents of Shevolt have been complaining to the government about this time, saying that the chemical plant is polluting the environment around them, do you think it has something to do with the local residents?"
"I don't know if it has anything to do with the local residents, but I think I should go to Gear Street. β
Dio asserted. If it had anything to do with Craigwen, Dior would have to make sure it was a phone call, and to find out who was responsible for the problem, he would have to make sure that there was no other guy on Gear Street who could do it. Unfortunately, none of the three people present were born on Gear Street... However, if you have to look for it, you can still find acquaintances.
"It's up to you, Yuru. β
Dio snapped his fingers.
About an hour later, Yuyu, who was called by Sherlock on the phone and followed by several guards, looked at John and Dior for some reason. The little azure girl who was pulled out of the laboratory finally had some time to rest, she lay on the sofa in distress, and asked weakly:
"What's the matter?"
"It's a bit unbearable to see you and keep you working, but the stakes are high, so you need to do some unplanned work. Sherlock wiped his pipe with his sleeve and said with a blank face.
As soon as she heard about work, Yuru covered her face with a pillow with a bitter face. It seems that she has not been doing well lately, and she has been dealing with almost all kinds of things in her days back in the UK, and she wants to be on the front lines more than political. And Sherlock directly ignored Yuru's 'coquettishness' and continued:
"To put it simply, it is to investigate other individual researchers who are good at bioengineering in Gear Street, and those who have the following points need to pay attention to. First, having relatives in the vicinity of Shevolt, or living in the vicinity of Shevolt. Second, there is some kind of conflict of interest with Sir Blois, or a personal vendetta with Sir Blois. Third, a little-known researcher. It may be busy for a while, though..."
"I refuse. The little girl refused without hesitation.
Of course, the refusal was immediately dismissed. Poor and busy Minister Capek got into a special car under the 'bag' of Dior and Shylock, and headed for Gear Street.