Chapter 11: Meet Sherlock Holmes

The hint of the dream allowed Ling Fan and the others to find Renes's body, but suddenly found Lina's body, which made the already somewhat complicated things even more messy and incomprehensible. The bodies of Raines and Lina were temporarily in the care of someone sent by Tanya, and no one was to approach them without her orders.

At this time, Ling Fan, Lao Gu, Tianyu and Tanya were holding a small case summary meeting in the room, and the matter had reached this point, but there was still no breakthrough in everyone's further investigation of the werewolf, which made everyone start to be a little impatient.

"If you want me to say, we're going to catch werewolves, it's easy, gather all the police in London, plus those hunters, and we'll learn from that Shaun? Birmingham, sweep the whole forest, and I don't believe we can't find that damn werewolf! Gu Rufeng waved his fist and shouted at Ling Fan.

Gu Rufeng's suggestion was immediately rejected by Tanya, and it was unthinkable for the British government to spend so much manpower, material and financial resources in order to find a werewolf, and such a thing could only be implemented in a country like China.

"Alas, Ling boy, I heard that there is a big detective in the UK, his name is Xia Whatx, I heard that that person is very powerful, wouldn't it be better for us to find him directly?!" As if remembering something, Gu Rufeng looked at Ling Fan and said.

Ling Fan listened to Lao Gu's words, frowned, and said, "Are you talking about Sherlock?" Sherlock Holmes, right? ”

"Yes, yes, yes, it's him, I heard that he is like a god, and his ability to handle cases can be described as magical, can't we just ask him to help?" Gu Rufeng slapped his head violently and said with a look of hope.

Ling Fan was speechless for a moment, and angrily struck Lao Gu's hope, and said, "I think you should have seen this name in a book on the bookshelf of the headquarters, and I want to find him too, unless you can get into the book and pull him out!" ”

"It's that simple?!" Gu Rufeng said in surprise.

Ling Fan suddenly snorted, frowned, and said, "What do you mean it's that simple, can you pull him out of the book?" ”

Gu Rufeng shook his head and said, "I can't get him out, but I'm a little sure of getting you into the book to meet him." ”

"Old Gu, what do you mean, how do I feel a little panicked!" Seeing Lao Gu's excited appearance, Ling Fan always felt that something was not quite right with him, so he asked cautiously.

Gu Rufeng looked at Ling Fan and smiled mysteriously: "Ling boy, maybe you don't know, your elder brother also has an illusion, which is similar to hypnosis, which can allow you to meet someone, but this kind of illusion is quite physically and energetic, when I was young, I could perform it a few times a year, but now that I'm older, hehe, I haven't used it much anymore." ”

Although Lao Gu is sometimes not very reliable, after all, sometimes his behavior can still give people hope, so Ling Fan hurried to Lao Gu and said with a smile: "Old Gu, can you really let me meet Sherlock Holmes?!" ”

Gu Rufeng patted his chest and said confidently: "Of course, doesn't your old brother's words count?" ”

"Yes...... Uh, no! Ling Fan hurriedly changed his mouth shape and said.

"That's pretty much it, okay, it's better to be in a hurry than to hit the time, anyway, we don't have any progress right now, so let's just cast this illusion and see if that Sherlock Holmes will give you some hints." Gu Rufeng stood up as he spoke, and began to guide Ling Fan into the illusion.

"Hey, Old Gu, don't mess around anymore, where is there such a thing, if something happens to Ling Fan, how can we explain to Ling Feng!" Originally, Tianyu was just watching the nonsense of the two of them coldly, but when Gu Rufeng really wanted to cast that illusion on Ling Fan, he suddenly had an ominous premonition and quickly stopped him.

"Don't worry, Tianyu will be fine, I won't do anything that I am not sure of!" Gu Rufeng pushed Tianyu away, still maintaining his self-confidence, and said.

"Can you let him see that great detective Holmes in his dreams?!" Tanya has always been protective of her curiosity about the Oriental occult arts, and this time when she saw that Gu Rufeng actually wanted to let people go to see Sherlock Holmes in a dream, she couldn't help but exclaim in shock, "If it really can, it's really a cool thing!" ”

"Okay, okay, you need to be extremely quiet to cast illusions, otherwise it will greatly affect the effect, either you can watch quietly, or you will go out." Gu Rufeng said to Tianyu and Tanya.

"I'll stay and watch." Tianyu was afraid that something would happen to Ling Fan, so he chose to stay.

"I'm going to stay too, I want to see how amazing the Oriental Occult is!" Tanya raised her hands, for fear that Gu Rufeng would drive herself out, and said, "I'll be very quiet and quiet!" ”

The room suddenly became extremely quiet, the silence seemed to be a little excessive, even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard, at this time there was only the sound of a few people in the room breathing evenly, Gu Rufeng walked in front of Ling Fan, put his hands above his head, and said: "Ling boy, now close your eyes, and then empty the things in your mind, silently recite the four words of Sherlock Holmes, and imagine everything about him." ”

Ling Fan closed his eyes according to Gu Rufeng's words, there was no change at first, but when he eliminated distracting thoughts and imagined Sherlock Holmes with all his heart, the situation became a little unusual, he felt that his body seemed to fall into a strange space, constantly whirling, and many fragmented images flew quickly in front of his eyes, and then disappeared quickly.

When he shook his head to see what those fragments were, he found that there was only a fog in front of him, a thick fog, and he was actually in a world of fog, only the street lamps on the side of the road cast dim lights through the thick fog.

"Where am I, how do I seem to be in a foggy world!" Ling Fan felt dazed and muttered to himself.

"Have pity on my old woman, this kind gentleman, have mercy on my old woman!" Just when Ling Fan was at a loss for what to do with his external situation, an old British beggar with her back bowed, wearing a colorful turban, ragged clothes, gray hair, wrinkled face, and a somewhat nasal voice walked up to him and said pitifully to him.

When Ling Fan saw the old beggar's appearance, his eyes were hot, and he hurriedly touched the money from his pocket, but he really touched two pennies, he thought he would touch the yuan, although it was a little strange, but Ling Fan still handed them over to the old beggar.

"Mr. Watson, you are really a great person, I have never met anyone better than you, I wish you a pleasant day!" After the old beggar got the two pennies handed by Ling Fan, she said excitedly, and her body shook a little when she spoke.

This can make Ling Fan depressed: Mr. Watson?! Watson...... Isn't this Watson a good friend of Sherlock Holmes, how could he become Watson! "No, I have to find out what the hell is going on!" Ling Fan hurriedly ran forward, but when he ran forward, he obviously felt some pain in his right leg, and he also found that he had an extra cane in his hand.

"This ...... What's going on? Ling Fan looked at the cane in his hand in surprise and exclaimed.

At this time, there was a bakery in front of him, and the wall of the bakery was inlaid with transparent glass, in which all kinds of fragrant bread were placed, but Ling Fan's attention at this time was not on the cake, but on the person in the mirror, damn, where is the person in the mirror, the person in the glass mirror was wearing a gray suit, a small vest on it, a cane in his hand, a pair of glasses on his face, two black beards touching his mouth, and his body was full of the smell of alcohol.

"I'll wipe it, this is Watson's dress, Lao Gu really attached me to Watson's body!" Ling Fan finally remembered that Lao Gu was helping him perform illusions, and now he might have attached his mind to Watson's body, which was really amazing.

If he really was Watson, then that person must be there!

Ling Fan walked through the thick fog according to the memory in his mind, and then walked into a street, he looked at the street sign: Baker Street!

At this moment, Ling Fan's whole person seemed to be crazy, no, he was crazy with joy, there was a house on Baker Street that Watson and Formothos rented together. Soon Ling Fan found the house in an inconspicuous part of the street, he took the key from his pocket and opened the door.

He had just pushed open the door when suddenly there was a thumping gunshot.

The sudden gunshot could startle Ling Fan, you must know that Holmes's justice has offended many people from the dark forces, and many people want to kill him, the most terrifying of them is Professor Moriarty, this person's IQ is comparable to that of Sherlock Holmes, and he even almost killed Holmes several times.

Ling Fan didn't think about it, he rushed towards Holmes's bedroom, kicked the door open, and shouted, "Holmes, what's going on, you're not hurt, are you?!" ”

I saw that the decoration in the bedroom was very simple, a tall and straight man was sitting on a swivel chair, holding a gun at the wall of the bedroom, the wall was not so much a wall as a target, because it was already full of bullet marks at this time, and the man was still interested in the green smoke of the muzzle, turned to look at Ling Fan, frowned tightly, stared at Ling Fan with sharp eyes, and said: "Hey, Watson, what's wrong with you today, why are you not smoking, haven't you always known that I have a habit of shooting at the bedroom wall?" quot;