"You're the only survivor!"

"Unique ......"

"Survivor ......"

Sherlock felt the pores of his scalp open and blow up one after the other......

He instantly remembered the weirdness of waking up in the bathroom with blood on his chest. And the moment when the fragmented mirror, pierced into the heart, and then disappeared.

"I'm supposed to be dead, but I'm still alive......"

If it weren't for Rheintes mentioning this to his face, Sherlock would have deliberately forgotten about the resurrection of the dead.

After all, it is a time traveler, and "coming back from the dead" is understandable.

But the current situation shows that the fact that he himself thinks that the resurrection from the dead is reasonable, does not mean that others think it is reasonable.

Following the course of events, Sherlock. Kidd is 100 percent dead.

But now, alive!

Will there be another death crisis?

"Could my lost memories be related to the death event?"

"All the archaeologists involved in the Malfoy excavation are dead. So why didn't Malfoy express surprise at my life? ”

"And he urged me to join? Or even if I choose to swallow the 'instinct weight' to become extraordinary? ”

Sherlock's heart made huge waves.

Originally, he didn't care about coming back from the dead, but now the meaning is different.

The original owner, Sherlock. What was Kidd involved in? Why do you have to die?

"So you should cooperate with our investigation, Mr. Sherlock."

Rheintes' voice interrupted Sherlock's chaotic thoughts.

"In our previous cases, people involved in the mystery have all died without incident."

"There have been survivors like you, but they didn't survive for long. Whether it is a month, two months, or even half a year or a year, their final outcome is still death. ”

"And the way of dying is weird......"

Sherlock's thoughts were just disrupted, and he couldn't help but ask:

"Spooky? How weird? ”

Reintes smiled slightly, shook his head and said:

"You shouldn't want to know this, it will make you mentally anxious, mentally broken, and it won't do you any good."

Sherlock took a deep breath.

Although Rheintes didn't say it, Sherlock could imagine it.

Because the original owner, Sherlock. Kidd killed himself masochistically by piercing himself into the heart with a piece of glass.

No one can do it without eerie madness.

Sherlock tried to forget this emerging image, and according to what Reintes had just said, he asked:

"You said the people involved in the mystery? Does that mean I'm also involved? What the hell is going on? ”

Rheintes' gray-blue eyes, still unwavering, stared at Sherlock, and after a moment of silence, he said:

"You've forgotten what you're involved in, isn't that enough to prove mysterious and weird?"

Sherlock was speechless for a while, and after a pause, he nodded:

"Okay, I'll go with you. I hope you can solve the mystery on me and save me! ”

"That's what we should do, but with your unreserved cooperation, Mr. Sherlock."

Rheintes smiled slightly.

。。。

A two-horse carriage with two horses running fast down the street.

The exterior of the carriage is shiny and black, and it is painted with the British royal crown, ears of wheat, blood-colored thorn flowers, and crosses of swords and guns, representing the police emblems of the city and county sheriffs.

The interior of the carriage is two opposite seats, with windows open on the left and right, and the space is slightly narrower.

Sherlock sat cramped, hoping that the carriage would go faster. And Reintes, beside him, sat calmly, reading the news with the "Birzingham Daily" in his hand.

"Sitting in a carriage reading the newspaper at night? Can you read the words clearly? Sherlock muttered to himself.

And Rooney and Origan, who were sitting opposite Sherlock, one fat and one skinny, just matched. The two of them stared at Sherlock as if they were examining a prisoner.

"Mr. two police officers, I am a victim, not a criminal."

Sherlock was looked at impatiently by the other side's gaze, and replied in a deep voice.

"Whether it's a criminal or not, you don't count." Rooney also responded in a deep voice.

"If you survive, it's the biggest suspicion. What's more, you are still so close to Malfoy, and it is even more suspicious of the suspicious. Origan also mocked.

Sherlock simply stopped talking and looked out the window.

According to his recollection of the route, the carriage did not run to the Sheriff's Hall on Municipal Street, but seemed to be heading in the other direction.

"Didn't you say go to the Ninth Secret Service of the Public Security Agency?" Sherlock asked suspiciously.

"The Sheriff's Department doesn't have Secret Service Ninth, Mr. Sherlock."

Reintes put down the newspaper and said with a smile.

Sherlock: "......"

"So, what 'Social Investigation Committee', what 'Ninth Special Service', what 'Senior Inspector', are all fake? Since even you are deceitful, how can I, as a good citizen, believe you? ”

Sherlock said in a disgruntled tone.

"What you say is true. Even more institutions and titles, including those are true. We have the authorization of the town hall, and there is no false element. ”

"But where we work, or who we were, is a different team that no one else knows."

Rheintes' gentle explanation did not care about Sherlock's ridicule.

"Oh? Can I know? I should know where to go, right? Sherlock asked curiously.

"All-Knowing Annon Church, Ninth Parish Street, Order Hunter Squad."

Rheintes uttered this passage, and then picked up the newspaper and read it, without any extra explanation.

Rooney looked at Sherlock with a proud look in his face, his face shaking, like a male peacock showing off his beautiful feathers.

Origan, on the other hand, has a pipe that does not smoke in his mouth, and has an unfathomable appearance.

As a top graduate of the Department of History and Archaeology at the University of Birzinham, Sherlock was naturally no stranger to the church, and even had a lot of research.

In the thousand-year history of the Kingdom of England, there have been three orthodox churches from ancient times to the present day:

The Church of the All-Knowing Occult Spirit, the Church of Life and Eternity, the Church of the Holy Night.

Unlike the so-called "church" that Shylock himself imagined, the church in this world, although it has a wide range of believers, is very low-key and gentle. does not interfere with royal power and administration, and has a quiet and inactive style that is beyond the world.

Sherlock's parents, including himself, were not members of the church. In his image, it appears that Mrs. Madson is a member of some church, but she doesn't remember it clearly.

From this point it can also be seen that the presence of the church in the territory of the Kingdom of England is very weak. If you're not in this circle, you have nothing to do with life at all.

So Sherlock heard Rheintes mention the "omniscient Occult Church" twice in a row, and at first there was not much psychological turmoil.

But at this moment, he finally knew that the church was stronger than he imagined.

"The Orderly" ...... "Demon Hunters......

These two new words will never appear in the curriculum and textbooks of Birzchenham University. Then more than 90 percent of the people must know nothing.

With Sherlock's thoughts, the carriage sped all the way into the so-called Ninth Parish Street, far from Municipal Street, and slowly stopped in front of a building.

Sherlock got out of the carriage and surveyed his surroundings.

It is a very secluded area full of trees and flower beds. The scattered high-pole gas street lamps exude a faint light, quiet and peaceful.

It's not far from the official street, or even the intersection of several streets. However, it is sparsely populated, and there are not many buildings listed, which are neatly distributed, revealing a solemn and solemn appearance.

The building in front of Sherlock was an ordinary four-story building with red walls and white edges. At the top, there are towers with windows and scattered black chimneys.

It seems that it is no different from the municipal official building.

Several unmarked hatchbacks were parked along the aisles.

In addition to this, there is also a bicycle canopy in which several older bikes are parked. Even Sherlock found that there were chicken coops, dog houses, and stables, which were simply built in the shade of trees, and looked nondescript.

"Please follow me, Mr. Sherlock."

Rheintes led the way, with Rooney and Origan following Shylock.

The four of them walked up the old steps with traces of time, pushed open the door, and revealed a reception hall inside.

The hall has a reception area, as well as a fireplace, a wine table area and a smoking area, and is very old-fashioned, neither luxurious nor surprising, a simple outhouse.

Since it was past 22 o'clock in the evening, it was empty and quiet.

Sherlock continued to follow inward, and after going around a wall, it was the passage downward. Iron railings and wooden stairs, very wide, the next caravan is no problem.

On the basement floor, there is another same parlor. Exactly the same arrangement as above. The difference is that there are rooms with a circle of dark wooden doors, and a little bit of it counts, about seven or eight individual rooms.

At the end of Sherlock's gaze, there was another wall. However, on the walls, abstract eye sockets, angel wings, and rings of stars are painted.

This pattern is the church coat of arms of the "All-Knowing Obscure Church".

What is behind the wall, Sherlock can't see. But it should also be a secret passage, leading to another unknown place.

For some reason, Sherlock felt that after entering this underground, all his previous anxieties were swept away, and he immediately felt peace and calm in his heart.

You can even hear the holy chanting of the church and the faint fragrance of the atmosphere. This may be an illusion, but it gives a very comfortable image.

"You may be seated, Mr. Sherlock. There is no need for worry and vigilance, just simple visits, simple exchanges. You're willing to say what you know, and that's it. ”

Reintes led Sherlock to a secluded place near the fireplace and politely invited Sherlock to sit down. Then from the yellow wood tea table behind him, pour two cups of warm black tea.

"Thank you!" Sherlock nodded in return, taking the black teacup and holding it in his hand.

"Before I ask a question, I have one regret to tell you. But don't get excited, because I just got the news too. ”

Rheintes said in a calm and honest tone.

"What's the matter?" Sherlock's mood suddenly tightened again.

"Maybe Malfoy fled and visited the 23 Baker Street apartment. Just 15 minutes ago, the apartment building collapsed. Don't get excited, Mrs. Madson is not in danger. She happened to be out to take out the trash, so she didn't get hurt. ”