“？”

A big question mark popped up on the door of his head, Ma Wei really couldn't figure it out, why....

All of a sudden, the finger is pointing at you?

There is a debtor and a debtor, and your grievances and hatred with Maggie Chrissy are my business!

Sure enough, people who don't have logical thinking are unreasonable!

"What are you going to do!"

When Inspector Macmillan saw his movements, he immediately drew the revolver on his waist and shouted, "Put down your arms!" ”

"It's not a weapon, Mr. Inspector."

With a 'poof', Giuseppe Díaz pulled out the cork on the top of the bottle, threw the bottle on the floor, and said with a smile: "This is called a spirit puppet, and it only obeys the orders of its master.... Oh, I almost forgot, you can't see them. ”

He was right, the police investigators, including Macmillan, did not see the monster at all, in their eyes there was nothing in the bottle, Giuseppe Díaz was like a funny clown talking to himself.

But....

"Dad, there are more monsters, and now there are three."

Yunia held her father's broad palm, and the familiar power poured into her body again, this time, Ma Wei, who had learned from the past, would not be as panicked as last time.

The unfathomable black wings slowly spread behind him, and every cell in his body was cheering, like a traveler about to die of thirst, greedily absorbing an endless stream of power, and at the same time....

Mavi finally saw the monster clearly.

It was three big-headed dolls, with no skin, no facial features, bloody muscle fibers clearly visible, ghostly fire flashing in their hollow eyes, and their stomachs swollen like those of a patient with ascites, only as high as a table.

They obediently gathered around Giuseppe Díaz, on all fours, their shriveled and emaciated bodies arched high, and their throats sounded like babies crying.

"Kill them, not one of them will be left!"

With a wave of his arm, Giuseppe Díaz gave the order.

Two spirit golems leaped into the air, screaming and pounced on the policemen not far away with kerosene lamps, biting their throats, their thin arms wrapped tightly around their bodies, firmly fixed.

"Ah!!h

The two policemen who were attacked could not even scream, but could only dance and walk in strange steps, rampage through the room, the kerosene lamp shattered, and the flames instantly spread and ignited the curtains.

"What's wrong with you guys?!"

"Get out of the way!"

The policeman, who had no visibility into the enemy, was frightened like a fly without a head, and hurriedly dodged his companions who ran into him.

Inspector Macmillan's face was gloomy, and instead of panicking like the others, he raised his revolver and aimed it at Giuseppe Dias.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The hammer detonated the primer, and in the smoke that burst out, bullets came out of their chambers, zigzag, and swirled towards Giuseppe Dias's chest, who stood motionless, with a playful sneer on his lips.

Bullet....

Stopped half a meter in his chest, the third spirit golem blocked them with its body, and the bullet failed to cause substantial damage to it, not even the muscles could penetrate.

"He's not human! It's the devil!! ”

"Run!!"

The police are completely desperate, if even bullets can't hurt, what else can they do?

Rushing up to hand-to-hand combat with a fist?

Bang!

Inspector Macmillan shot into the air, shocking his overwhelmed men and yelling, "Stop!" Grab your guns and shoot! ”

"But... But bullets don't work against him! ”

"Who says it's useless?" Macmillan looked at Giuseppe Dias, whose smile was fading: "If it's really useless, why would he let those things protect him?" ”

"If you say too much, you will lose..."

Sitting on the sofa, Sherlock Holmes, who was there with the old god, laughed out loud and sneered unceremoniously: "You think you have the chance to win, so you said your hole cards, but you didn't expect that this move also exposed the fact that you are an ordinary person." ”

"So what?"

With a return move, Giuseppe Díaz summoned the second spirit golem back to his side, and said calmly: "Even if there is only one spirit golem, it will be enough to kill you all." ”

"So you have three."

“.... Kill him! ”

Giuseppe Díaz could not bear the constant mockery of Sherlock Holmes, who had repeatedly mocked his intelligence, and he felt that he was being teased in the eyes of the other party like a baby with an incomplete brain.

The golem, which did not need to protect its master, let go of the dead policeman and screamed and pounced on Holmes, just as it was about to touch the other person's body....

An orange shadow launched a sneak attack from the flank.

"Meow!"

In a low roar, Fat Orange bit the golem's neck, and the wildness hidden in the genes was completely stimulated, and the hair stood upside down, like an angry tiger.

Click.

With a tooth-aching bone cracking sound, Fat Orange twisted the spirit golem's neck bone, and only let go of his mouth when the other party stopped convulsing and died completely.

The dead spirit golem turned into a wisp of black mist and disappeared into the air.

Sherlock Holmes glanced at Fat Orange, then at Ma Wei who was standing at the door, pondered for a moment, and showed a smile: "Thank you." ”

"What are you waiting for!"

Giuseppe Díaz looked around and roared: "Kill him quickly!" Kill Sherlock Holmes! ”

The remaining two spirit golems took a few steps back, cowering and not daring to step forward.

"It can't hear you anymore." Ma Wei said, "You can't see the golem at all, can you?" ”

“......”

"What an idiot."

Sherlock Holmes filled his pipe with tobacco, lit it with a flame that was about to burn on the sofa, and took a beautiful puff: "From beginning to end, it is a chess piece in someone else's hand and I don't know it." ”

"What do you mean?"

"This so-called spirit golem is not your thing at all." Sherlock Holmes bent down to pick up the glass bottle on the floor, took out a magnifying glass and looked at it for a while: "The bottle has a lot of small scratches, the degree of erosion is serious, and the cork is made of oak, and there are some white particles mixed in it..... There is no oak in the Kingdom of Windsor, and the white particles in it are supposed to be sea salt crystals, so I judged that the bottle was given to you by someone else, and that person was a maritime practitioner. ”

"Gilbert Wilkin!"

Inspector Macmillan's eyes lit up: "He's very qualified, um.... The probability that the prisoner is him should be quite high... bar. ”

As he spoke, Macmillan did not glance at Marvey and Sherlock Holmes, but spoke in a very cautious tone.

"Not should." "The real culprit is Gilbert Wilkin, who gave Giuseppe Díaz the glass bottle containing the golem in order to kill Madame Maggie by someone else, and in this way, he is the biggest beneficiary," said Mavi. ”

"But... But..."

Inspector Macmillan struggled: "If there is only one glass bottle, we cannot convict, not to mention that the murderer of Madame Maggie is indeed Giuseppe Dias, he himself admits it!" ”

"Mr. Inspector, you still haven't figured out the situation." Ma Wei said helplessly: "The owner of these three spirit puppets is not Giuseppe Dias, but Gilbert Wilkin!" He is the real culprit who commanded the golem to kill Lady Maggie! ”

"Giuseppe Díaz is just a pitiful and stupid scapegoat!"

Bang Bang Bang ....

A slight applause came from behind the crowd, the kitchen door opened, and Gilbert Wilkin, dressed in a crisp suit, slowly stepped out of the darkness, behind him, the two policemen in charge of guarding him sat on the ground, their faces pale and had stopped breathing.

"What a wonderful reasoning, worthy of the famous Dilloc Holmes, and your performance is also unexpected, Father...."

Gilbert Wilkin twisted his beard and said with a smile: "Originally, you could have lived, as long as you closed the case as a prisoner, but it's a pity...."

"Sometimes, it's not a good thing to be too smart."