"I like excitement, but I want to know the truth."

Wang Feng just wanted to say something, but was ruthlessly interrupted by this man.

"Wait a minute, let me guess what you're going to say? Will you tell the truth next or will you lie...... I think you're going to tell the truth, because you're dealing with the best detective in the world, and you're no match at all. Of course, you can lie, but I can't guarantee the outcome. The man was visibly pleased with what he had said, and shook the gun in his hand.

"Dreaming ......"

Wang Feng sighed: "You say that I am not Watson, how can I prove it?" This body Watson...... You should be an atheist! ”

He's not a fuel-efficient lamp, so what about Sherlock Holmes? He can't prove that he is Watson, but what evidence does he have to prove that Wang Feng is not Watson.

"It's really ridiculous, after a long time of trouble, I still threw the problem to me. In that case, then I will let you die a little more clearly......"

"Dingding......

Before the man could finish speaking, the phone suddenly rang.

"Hey...... I'm Sherlock Holmes, please, what's the matter? ”

"Oh, that's what it looks like! Okay, okay, I understand, it's over. ”

Sherlock Holmes hung up the phone, then pinned the pistol to his waist, and he pointed at Wang Feng: "No matter who you are?" You have to remember my name first, my name is Sherlock Holmes, and I am the best detective in the world. ”

"What a stinking fart!"

Wang Feng was about to press the guy in front of him to the ground and beat him violently, originally reading the novel, I felt that Sherlock Holmes was too powerful, but I didn't expect this guy to be such a stinky fart.

"I'll just assume that you're Watson, there's something new going on, and we'll have to get over." Holmes directly unbuttoned his pajamas and stood there naked to change his clothes.

"Watson, let's go!" Seeing that Holmes was not pursuing his identity, Wang Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Whatever? Finally escaped. I don't know what's going on either. ”

Wang Feng patted his little heart, and was almost scared to death by that guy just now.

Sherlock Holmes suddenly turned to look at Wang Feng and asked, "By the way, what's your name?" ”

Wang Feng subconsciously replied: "Wang Feng ......"

"So you're really not Watson...... It's kind of interesting. When we get back, the two of us will slowly settle the account. Holmes smiled evilly: "It's time for us to go, there's still a lot of work to do." ”

Wang Feng really wanted to slap himself to death, he really didn't expect that guy to ask his name at such a time.

"Forget it, let's see what's going on." Wang Feng had no choice but to follow.

London's East End –

The alley, which used to be remote, is now crowded with police.

"I'm sorry, Doyle, I'm late." Holmes ignored the warning and took it in.

He looked at an old police officer with an excited face: "What is the bizarre incident this time?" ”

Wang Feng saw his frightened appearance and couldn't wait to kick his feet.

"This is not an ordinary homicide...... the old police officer was a little helpless, if it wasn't for the last resort, he wouldn't have looked for this guy to help him.

"It's not an ordinary homicide, what kind of homicide supernatural force is that?" Sherlock Holmes sneered: "There is no problem in this world that I can't solve. ”

"I'm afraid even you won't be able to do anything this time!" Doyle pointed to the corpse: "See for yourself!" ”

Sherlock Holmes suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly grabbed Wang Feng and said to Doyle: "This is my new partner, whose name is Wang Feng, remember to write it!" ”

Doyle glanced at Wang Feng and was amused: "Isn't this girl John Watson?" I've already written all my novels, and now it's absolutely impossible for me to change my name! ”

"This old man has such a big tone, at such an age, and he still writes novels?"

Wang Feng rolled his eyes: "This old man must be bragging." ”

"Doyle? Conan doyle? Wang Feng looked at Doyle with some suspicion, a little unsure.

"That's right, I'm Conan Doyle, what's the problem? I notice what's wrong with you today? Isn't it like that Sherlock Holmes kid? Doyle pointed to his head, "Is that kid broken here?" Then he skimmed Holmes, who was observing the corpse, and left with a look of regret.

Wang Feng suddenly realized that something was wrong, Sherlock Holmes was a character from Conan Doyle, how could the two appear at the same time? Could it be that this game will also have easter eggs?

"Nope! The guy named Conan Doyle said he was writing a novel...... And this novel is written about Sherlock Holmes, and Watson......"

"Wang Feng, don't be stunned, hurry up and come over to help!" Holmes yelled, then pointed to the corpse next to him.

Wang Feng was directly interrupted by his roar: "What are you yelling, can't you speak normally?" ”

"Anyway, it's a game, I shouldn't be too much to yell at a few detectives!"

For Wang Feng, Sherlock Holmes is nothing more than a non-existent figure.

"Don't talk so much, hurry up and have something fun." Holmes looked as excited as if he had gotten some treasure.

Wang Feng squatted next to him: "What fun things?" ”

Holmes laughed twice, then removed the shroud.

A mangled corpse lay out in disarray.

The incisions on the body are very rough, as if they were not divided by sharp objects.

"How? Isn't that interesting...... Rather than being hurt by a sharp weapon, I prefer to believe that the woman who died was forcibly torn apart by something. Sherlock Holmes fiddled with the corpse parts with a look of obsession.

"Did you see that? There are actually scratches on the neck, and who would be okay to divide the dead man's neck into three sections, or an oblique section. ”

Holmes reassembled the three-segmented neck, and the three marks were shocking.

"By the way, I didn't expect you to see this kind of scene without feeling horrible." Sherlock Holmes suddenly remembered that the guy in front of him was not Watson but a stranger named Wang Feng.

"What are these fragmented corpses? You've never seen a more terrifying being......"

Thinking of the ancient ones he had encountered before, as well as Xiugus, Wang Feng felt his scalp tingle.

"I'd rather face a corpse like this all day than that unknown force."

But how could Wang Feng say this?

He coughed, then pointed to the corpse parts and said to Holmes, "You can deal with it within your receptive ability." ”