"Interested in me?" Wang Feng looked at Moritia in front of him with a puzzled expression, what could he have that could make this guy interested?

Sherlock Holmes...... I feel like I'm an artist...... Aren't my masterpieces beautiful? Moritia reveled in the joy of creating the monsters herself.

Holmes snorted coldly and taunted Moritia: "To me you are a monster. ”

"You're not right, you're actually the same as me, it's just that you don't want to admit it...... Every artist has a very loud stage name. Moritia thought for a moment, then snapped his fingers: "I'll just call Jack the Ripper." ”

Hearing Jack the Ripper, Wang Feng also suddenly remembered that there had been a murder case of Jack the Ripper in London in 1888 and the murderer has not been found so far.

"So Moritia is Jack the Ripper? No! He's just a character in a novel...... Even Sherlock Holmes is, it's just that this game wants me to bring a sense of realism. ”

He felt that these were really ridiculous, he was already in the game, and it would be a bit unbelievable if he still took these things seriously.

"But if what I'm experiencing is real, it's not a game, it's just that history doesn't record it...... So am I just traveling through time? ”

After so many things, Wang Feng gradually felt that this was not actually a game, but someone's arrangement.

"From the very beginning of entering the train, a lot of unusual things happened. The man named Faust somehow got me here...... Is this really a game? No! I don't think it's that simple, I learned from Han Ning and Li Yu that this is a game...... This can also be misleading. ”

From the beginning to the present, I have been led by the nose, as if everything I know is told by others.

Those people can only tell themselves what they know in their hearts, and for those people, this may be the right answer, but it is not the truth.

"All people refuse to know the truth out of fear...... In the moment of life and death, everyone wants to leave this so-called game alive. What they've been doing is just to get things done. ”

Sherlock Holmes didn't care at all about Moritia's words and vehemently denied it: "I'm not like you! ”

"It's not like it's different as you say, it's God's destiny...... Your talent is activated, my talent is also activated, and everyone who is activated is a believer in the gods......" Moritia yawned: "You are really boring, there is no fun at all talking to you, this world is black and white, no one is absolutely righteous, and no one is absolutely evil, do you think I am evil?" Forget it, I still have something to do, and when you think about it, I'll go to you when the time comes. ”

The lights flickered violently again, and everything went dark.

"Don't go!"

Holmes strode forward, trying to catch Moritia, but was slammed against the wall by a mysterious force.

The hallway lights were back to normal, and Moritia was gone.

Wang Feng relieved himself at this time, but he still couldn't figure out the problem.

"Actually let that guy run away! Damn it! Holmes was reluctant.

"He's also activated his talent, but we don't know what his talent is? There is no chance of winning against him now. ”

Holmes tried to come down from the wall, but found that his flesh was stuck to the wall.

Wang Feng walked over and took a look, and the flesh and blood of Holmes's body part had merged with the wall.

"What kind of strength does this guy have to do this?" Wang Feng tried to separate Holmes from the wall, but every time he exerted force, Holmes would cry out hysterically, looking very painful.

"Moritia...... I remember that guy! ”

"It doesn't feel like it's smashed into it, it feels like you're one with the wall." Wang Feng touched the border between Holmes and the wall with his fingers, and found that the area was actually Sherlock Holmes's skin.

Holmes suddenly realized that something was wrong: "We're in the hospital, right?" ”

"Hmm!"

"Then why is there such a big commotion but no one comes?"

Hearing him say that, Wang Feng also felt strange, it stands to reason that with such a big movement, someone should come over to check what is going on? But until now there has not been a single one.

"Could it be that we are no longer in the hospital now? But it can't be. We've been staying here and haven't moved......" Wang Feng looked around again: "This is indeed a hospital." ”

Holmes concentrated all his strength on his arms.

"Ahh

His arm was torn off the wall by him, and blood flowed.

But the moment it was torn off, the wound healed again.

"It hurts!"

Drops of sweat like soybeans slid down his cheeks.

"Do you want me to help?" Wang Feng was also a little anxious when he looked at it, and wanted to do something for Holmes.

"You can't help me with this......" Holmes shook his head, not that he didn't want to accept help, but the current situation, there was no way to be helped, everything had to be on his own.

Before he could breathe, the torn arm was completely out of his control, and returned to its original position, merging with the wall.

"Looks like that guy doesn't want me out of here."

Holmes also saw that it would be futile for him to force his way out of the wall.

"So what should we do now?"

"First of all, we're not sure if this is a hospital? I can't move right now, so you'll have to check your surroundings...... If I'm not wrong about my guess, we were no longer in the hospital the moment he arrived, and this place was nothing more than a hospital. It's like Arkham during the day and at night is exactly two places. Sherlock Holmes believed that the two men must have been transferred to another place by Moritia in some unknown way at some point.

Wang Feng nodded, so far, it can only be like this, first check the surrounding environment is doing, and other plans.

"Then I'll go check it out...... Maybe there's a way to save you. ”

"Hmmm! I'll leave it all to you...... Be sure to stay safe. "Holmes always had a feeling that there might be some danger to this hospital.

This Wang Feng naturally knew in his heart, after all, he had experienced so many things, and he should also have this kind of vigilance.