At the corner of the long street, an old man with black gloves lit his pipe, took a deep breath, and exhaled pale blue smoke.

Wait quietly.

After a long time, his shoulder shook, and he slowly turned around, seeing a figure behind him at some point.

"Mr. Holmes. ”

He bowed his head and saluted: "I have been waiting for a long time. ”

"Mr. Ghost Hand, it's been a long time. ”

Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly and took off the deer hunting hat on his head: "I remember the first time we met was outside the White Horse Hotel.

You once showed me the way, but now you didn't expect to turn it back upside down. ”

Ghost Hand took a deep look at the young man's pupils, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice, full of emotion.

A few months ago, when he and the teenager first met, they passed by on the long street.

At that time, he was still the famous legend of the whole Avalon, the debt collector ghost. Ye Qingxuan is just an oriental ghost who has just come here.

At that time, this little ghost was still fish on the board, and he only cooked according to his heart.

But in just a few months, he had made a name for himself, and with what he did, he was feared and feared by unknown people.

It's already the 'vengeful spirit' of Avalon.

Even the shaman had the idea of taking him as his right-hand man, and he had great expectations for the young man.

The ups and downs of fate are very predictable, and sometimes they can be unexpected.

"The Professor's trace, please. ”

He turned and led the way.

Ye Qingxuan walked into the alley, stepped on the water and broken bricks, and walked into the shack.

In the empty shack, it was already covered in a faint stain of blood. Just in the center, on the floor, a corpse was already stiff.

The cold night climate kept the corpses intact and did not cause them to decompose, but the skin became whiter and more frequent.

"Whose corpse is here?"

"A smuggler nicknamed 'Lychee'. Lychee is a rare oriental water ......"

"I know. ”

Ye Qingxuan nodded: "A Westerner, this kind of nickname? ”

"One of the things he is best known for is smuggling dozens of tons of 'lychees' from the East, passing through customs in Avalon and dumping them throughout the Anglo market. ”

"Fruit sellers?"

"It looks fresh and cute, but don't be fooled by appearances. When the lychee is cut, it is a refined mandala inside. ”

The ghost hand said lightly: "They are all high-quality goods, and the Tianzhu people call them 'Krishna', with that shipload of goods." The Tianzhu people seized 90 percent of the market share and laid the foundation for dominating the illegal drug market.

Lychee has always been regarded as an important right-hand man by the corpse, and is regarded as a thorn in the side by many people. But he was cautious and very careful. Sometimes I pretend to be pregnant, so I haven't been caught. ”

"Pregnant?"

Ye Qingxuan squatted down, looked at the swollen corpse, and saw the beard on his face and dense chest hair, and couldn't help frowning:

"He's really invested in it......"

He asked. "When was the body found?"

"Tonight, three hours ago. ”

Ghost hands smoke pipes. "According to the shaman's rules, the person who sells forbidden medicine has to have his hands and feet cut off, but by the time our man arrives, he will be dead.

The professor was one step ahead of us and found him ahead of time. This is revenge for the betrayal of the corpse, right?"

"More than that. ”

Ye Qingxuan shook his head: "If it was for revenge, the professor would directly hang the corpse Luo Yiduo's younger brother 'Posina' in front of his bed."

When he woke up from a nightmare, he saw his brother's distorted features. Eternal life and eternal life in fear......"

Ghost Hand was stunned: "How do you know?"

Ye Qingxuan glanced at him lightly and retracted his gaze: "Because if I were a professor, I would do that." ”

The ghost hand was silent.

Ye Qingxuan's palm groped over the corpse, probing the traces left on the corpse. With Bolero, it was much easier, and he pressed his palm directly on the corpse's chest. Manipulating the liquid in the corpse to form a thought line, probing the condition of the internal organs.

Soon, he let go of his palm.

"Cardiac arrest, bleeding from internal organs, symptoms of poisoning of brain tissue......"

Ye Qingxuan's eyes turned cold:

"-'Lychee', not killed, but scared to death by himself. ”

Soon, it dawned on the ghost hand that the anger in the young man's eyes was coming from: "This is your usual method...... The professor is provoking you?"

According to what he knew about Sherlock Holmes, this black musician, known as the vengeful spirit, had always hated killing people in blood, and had always caused his enemies to kill themselves, and never took the lives of his enemies when he was cruel.

It's really benevolent, cherishes life, and doesn't look like a black musician.

But the cruelest part is here, his enemies often beg for death but can't!

For example, the neuropaths who were sent to the Avalon Mental Hospital, such as the ruined Rat King, and the Tianzhu musician Pusu Po who became an idiot......

If Ye Qingxuan wanted to rectify the dead, he would undoubtedly choose a similar method, and the professor's style of acting was even more cruel.

Regardless of the process, the scene is bound to be so tragic that it will be a nightmare.

In the silence, Ye Qingxuan stared coldly at the corpse's dim pupils, and slowly got up after a long time:

"Probably he's trying to challenge me, right? Seeing this scene, everyone thought that I would do it. ”

It's just that a lychee died, Ye Qingxuan wouldn't be painless or itchy, but this was just a warning, if he couldn't be found when the professor did it next time, then the identity of the dead character would have to change.

Ye Qingxuan didn't need to use his brain, he could think of several goals suitable for blaming himself.

For example, an important member of the Avalon Metropolitan Police Department, the heir of a certain noble and high-ranking official...... When the time comes, he will not be able to move an inch in Avalon.

The Moon Spirit Professor was taking revenge on himself, for revealing his identity, and he wanted to make himself understand that if he revealed his identity, he would have the same way to make himself no longer have a place in the lower city.

It's just that the professor is in this time of stormy city. If you don't think about long-term planning, you don't want to take revenge on the council, and you come to kill a person just to warn yourself, is it a little too idle?

Or rather, this is still his plan to kill two birds with one stone. Warn yourself that it's just a good deal?

Ye Qingxuan stared at the corpse and suddenly asked:

"Mr. Ghost Hand, is it true that the legend says that you can capture the souls of your enemies and make them serve you? ”

Ghost Hand smiled and shook his head slowly:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Holmes. How can there ever be such a thing as a soul? It's just a lie that the philosophers have spread it, right?"

He said. "I only kill people, and that's the only thing I'm good at. After people are killed, I can't do anything about them, after all, it is impossible to kill a dead thing again.

I'm afraid I'm going to make you laugh. ”

Ye Qingxuan himself didn't have much expectation for the various strange rumors of the ghost hand, and when he heard him say this, he just nodded and responded lightly:

"Sometimes there is a one-size-fits-all solution. Not a bad thing either. ”

"Oh?"

The eyes of the ghost hand provoked: "Sir, don't you think a murderer like me is ashamed?"

"No, I just think it's funny. ”

Ye Qingxuan glanced back at him. He was not afraid of angering the old man: "Everyone knows that killing people cannot solve all problems, but there are still many people who think that all problems can be solved by killing people."

It's weird, isn't it? There are some things that you can't change no matter how many people you kill. ”

The ghost hand was silent and stopped talking.

Ye Qingxuan squatted down. Examine the body again, not sparing any corner.

It could be seen that this man had been tortured for a long time before he died.

In the hallucinations of terror, the brain is the first to be harmed, and the blood rushes to the brain with all sorts of horrors that have never been seen before.

When the subconscious mind judges that something terrible is coming. Fear is born. When fear reaches a certain limit, the subconscious mind seeks relief from death on its own. The heart beats rapidly, breathing heavily, and the glands of the body secrete an excess of hormones, and the disordered hormones stimulate the internal organs, causing the internal organs to bleed, and the hormones in the blood rush to the brain, and the brain will be poisoned.

People were scared to death.

Soon, he discovers a new anomaly.

"What is this?"

Ye Qingxuan carefully pinched the corpse's stiff wrist, turned it open, and stared at the rice-grain-sized herpes in his palm: "Hand moss?"

"It must be caused by some fungus that parasitizes people?" said Onihand, "sailors who go to sea often have such skin diseases. ”

Ye Qingxuan shook his head, "Unlike the sailor's, the common skin diseases of sailors are actually skin allergies caused by sunburn and irritation caused by some substances in the seawater.

But this kind of thing seems to have been contracted by working in a rotten and damp place a lot, and it has not been infected for a long time, so I must have been to some very dirty place recently......"

Soon, he thought of something, and threw down his palm, which directly flicked his fingers and uttered a syllable, which attracted a blister and sprinkled it on the corpse's feet.

Soon, as he took control, the liquid re-condensed and gathered into a dirty mess. Immediately afterward, the syllables were pronounced instantaneously, summoning flames, and the blisters soon boiled, evaporated, and dissipated without a trace.

Only a small handful of dark red dirt remained in the air, releasing a rancid stench. There are also dots of white crystalline material left in it.

"What is this?" Ghost Hand frowned.

"Dry sludge. ”

Ye Qingxuan rubbed the mud powder in his hand and watched the dark red dust fall from his fingertips: "In the entire Avalon, there is only one place where this kind of soil exists.

Sewers, only the sewer sludge is this dark red. ”

"You mean 'Muddigger'?"

Ghost Hand thought of a profession, "Indeed, these days, Lychee has hired a lot of mud diggers who were originally used to dredge the sewer area, casting nets all over the sewers, as if they were looking for something...... They're afraid they've found something, otherwise the professor wouldn't have come looking for such a smuggler. ”

"Lychee is an ally of the Tianzhu people, which means that he is serving the council. The professor is also following up on the council's leads. ”

Ye Qingxuan nodded: "Which section of the sewer are they mainly active in?"

"The range is too big. ”

Ghost Hand shook his head: "Avalon's sewer system is so intricate that few people have been able to figure out the ins and outs. If they want to make a move, they will have to cast their nets everywhere. ”

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a moment, controlling the dust on the ground to form a large map of Avalon: "You can show me the range of activities." ”

Ghost Hand pondered for a moment, then reached out and drew a circle on the dust map. Almost half of the Lower Town was drawn, including a part of the Midtown area.

"No, the range is so big, it's like a needle in the sea. ”

Ghost Hand shook his head: "In such a large place alone, there are more than a thousand shops, not to mention the sewer system below.

Part even leads to Queen's Road. Once there, it's even harder to tell. ”

Ye Qingxuan's eyes swept over the map, and a large list of place names flashed in his mind: King's Cross, Queen Bay Park, Amersham, Celeslip, and ......

Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up, and he pointed to a point on the map: "It's here." ”

The ghost hand looked down his fingers:

"- Arkham Mental Hospital?"

"That's right. ”

Ye Qingxuan showed the dirt he extracted to the ghost hand, and let him see the small white crystals dotted inside: "This should be mainly saline, and some of it is other chemical raw materials."

There happens to be a factory near Arkham Asylum that produces these things, which are exclusively used by the Royal Academy for research and use. Except for the sewage discharged there, there are no such strong chemical residues in the sewers elsewhere.

Lychee must have been active in the sewers under the chemical plant, which is why they are infected with so much residue.

If you want to find a professor. You can't go there for sure. ”

The ghost hand listened to Ye Qingxuan's analysis in silence, and his cloudy eyes lit up for a moment, and then dimmed again.

The young man who was close at hand seemed to be aware of the murderous intent and jealousy that he had just triggered in his heart, and just raised his head and glanced at him, with a smile in his eyes.

The corners of the ghost hand's mouth twitched, and the slightly raised fingers were put down-the moment just now, after listening to Ye Qingxuan's analysis. Ghost Hand suddenly instinctively had an urge to kill.

If Ye Qingxuan is not eradicated at this time, I am afraid that it will take time. It's tougher than the professor...... Now he is faintly able to fight the professor, and is regarded as a fierce rival. In the future, if he were to oppose the shaman's rule, he would be in great trouble.

It was only very soon that reason suppressed this impulse, and his complexion returned to peace, and he only sighed:

"Worthy of Mr. Holmes. It's like a detective and more like a musician, which is really scary. No wonder Mr. Shaman thinks so highly of you. ”

"Detective? That was one of my childhood dreams. ”

Ye Qingxuan got up and patted the dust on his body: "Being able to scare Mr. Ghost Hand also gives me a sense of accomplishment in my heart."

It's just such a misunderstanding, and hopefully it won't happen a second time. ”

His articulation is clear. The voice was flat, but the meaning of the words was conveyed without any residue: if there was a second time, once the signs were revealed, he would definitely fight back.

What's even more troublesome is that a person like Sherlock Holmes, who can get the truth from any tiny clue, once he realizes that the ghost hand regards him as an enemy, it will definitely not be a brainless and reckless duel, and what awaits him will be a series of interlocking traps. Even if you can't kill him, I'm afraid you have to let him shed his skin.

If you want to kill him, you must have 100,000 points of thorough preparation and the determination to break the net with him.

This is the most difficult kind of enemy to deal with, and no matter what, Onihand doesn't want him to be on his side.

Sensing the young man's displeasure, the ghost hand sighed: "I was rude just now, and I ask Mr. Holmes to forgive me." ”

"It's okay, I would also feel honored to be qualified to be an enemy of the ghost hands. ”

Ye Qingxuan waved his hand, no longer entangled in the little temptation of each other just now, and the topic turned back to the right track: "Now that the sky is about to dawn, if you take action immediately, not only will it not be conducive to covering up your tracks, but I am afraid that you will fall into the professor's scheme."

I'm going to visit the chemical plant tomorrow night, do you have any people in Mr. Shaman who can cooperate with me?"

After listening to his words, the ghost hand fell into a deep groan.

He waved his hand and motioned for all his men to go out.

In the silence, he said, "Tomorrow is not a good day, if you can, I hope you can wait a few more days." I think shamans would think the same way. ”

"Huh?" Ye Qingxuan frowned slightly: "Is there anything inconvenient?"

"In terms of manpower, Mr. Shaman originally appointed me to cooperate with you, but if it is tomorrow, I am afraid that I will have to protect Mr. Shaman closely, and I will not have time to cooperate with your actions. ”

Ghost Hand took a puff on his pipe and whispered, "The storm is coming, Mr. Holmes, please think again." ”

Ye Qingxuan pondered and asked, "Do you have a big move tomorrow?"

"The war between us and the council has been heating up in the past two days, with hundreds of corpses thrown into the sewers every day.

We've received word that tomorrow there will be a big move in the council, and a large number of ordnance has already been delivered to the hands of that gang of thugs, including two archangel armors that have been worn out of numbers and records.

And we, too, will launch a formal counteroffensive tomorrow. ”

The message in the ghost hand made Ye Qingxuan frightened: "Will Avalon let you fight a war in the lower city?"

"If Avalon wants this war, it will happen. Haven't they all allowed the Downtown to fall into chaos for so long?"

Ghost Hand said lightly: "Tomorrow the city will be a mess, Mr. Holmes, you better not fall into this quagmire, we will have the energy to take care of your actions at that time."

How about a better day?"

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Then forget it, let's do our own thing, you have a council, and I'll do a professor. Everyone has revenge and revenge, and there are grievances and complaints, which are nothing more than killing people and setting fires.

Where is there any auspicious day for such a thing?"

Ghost Hand saw the determination in his eyes, and after thinking for a moment, he took out a business card from his bosom: "If you insist, don't refuse this person's help." ”

"Who?"

Ye Qingxuan took the business card, there was no handwriting on it, and there was only a horse face pattern on the white paper that seemed to be stained with blood. In an instant, he suddenly realized:

"-Butcher?"-

As you can see, this chapter is about 5,000 words, a big chapter. However, the manuscript is completely sold out, and from tomorrow onwards, I will enter the miserable life of writing chapters and sending chapters, and the update is expected to become unstable.

Thank you for your understanding, but I'm really sorry. (To be continued......)