No one would have imagined that it would snow in November in London.

However, just a few days ago, on that morning, thin snowflakes fell without warning, perhaps because these small white particles reflected the light around the clouds, making the fog over London a little clearer.

It was the sunniest weather of the year......

The snow reaches its peak at night, hanging some silver on the street lamps and the scarce trees, and the whole Thames River is dreamlike under the light of the huge bell tower, and what is even more amazing is that it is already snowing, but the temperature is not so cold, and the silver-white particles melt into wet water stains the moment they touch the street, making the air of the long street exceptionally fresh.

Sherlock walked down the stairs with a two-pound bottle of wine, and the little three-flower came out of the brand-new cat's nest, milky, but fiercely called at Sherlock, and then slipped back in a daze, and continued its sweet dream.

"Knock~Knock~Knock~"

Mr. Detective knocks on the landlord's door.

This bottle of wine is a gift...... Because the landlord had to give some responses as a tenant for the last dinner, so a staggered exchange of courtesies proves that you have been approved by the landlord and can live here for a long, long time.

Although it may seem a bit cumbersome, it is essential for human sophistication.

Because it is more difficult to own a property in this part of London than to witness the mayor once again, most people need to rent a house, and often rent it for decades, living and dying in this place of shelter in exchange for rent.

In this case, the relationship between the landlord and the tenant becomes extraordinarily delicate, even resembling a kind of relatives outside of blood.

"I noticed that you don't come out of your room all the time, and it looks like you're the kind of person who is very busy."

Mrs. Hudson brings some peas, the most common vegetable of the season.

There was no meat for this meal...... It is naturally impossible for a commoner in the lower city to have meat for every meal, but the landlady's cooking skills are not bad, and Sherlock even wondered if he should offer to raise some rent in exchange for the right to go downstairs to eat every day.

"The nature of my job requires thinking, so sometimes I lock myself in my room." He said with a smile.

Of course, Sherlock's main thing in the room these days is sleeping......

Or rather, to expand the chassis in hell.

Those tentacles obviously have terrifying reproductive abilities, and under the protection of the realm, they can easily burrow into the bodies of those demonic beings who dare not move, turn them into nests that nourish them, and then grow more tentacles, turning the land of hell into their own.

And this plural division also made the expansion of the realm faster and faster, and at this moment, the entire Baker Street in front of Sherlock has become his own territory, and he is even about to occupy the next two blocks.

In other words, if he wants cat food now, he can completely open a void crack at the street intersection more than 500 meters away, and then let a carrion dog secretly take a bag of cat food and retract it, and then run to his side and then open the void crack and poke his head out and hand the cat food to himself.

Quietly you can prostitute a full twenty-three pence for nothing.

Of course, Sherlock is a legal citizen, he would never do such a thing!!

He just complained a little about why the cat food couldn't pass through the void rift......

......

In addition, in the process of expansion, our Mr. Detective also encountered some trouble, that is...... His tentacles seem to be able to only penetrate those low-level small demons, and the parasitic corpse dogs are really not so strong in combat, resulting in the invasion of the Pethros neighborhood, encountering a few slightly larger reptilian demons, which seems a bit useless.

Those demons don't know if they are insensitive to fear, or if they are slightly higher level and can resist the deterrent power of a part of the realm, in short, they are not motionless in the realm, but will fight back.

As soon as the tentacles approached, they rolled and bitten, and the rotting hounds pounced, and they sprang out spikes to fight back.

As a result, the rate of expansion has slowed down dramatically......

Sherlock was a headache for this.

And he also discovered that his tentacles are parasitic, there is a limit to the number of them, and they can only parasitize three very weak demons, and if there are more, those small tentacles will be gone.

Is it because your contractual capacity is still in its infancy?

There's no way to know the answer yet, so I can only slowly improve the fit between myself and the tentacles, so as to verify it.

The flavor of the peas is as strong as ever, and it is delicious with pasta.

Oh, Italy is a place name, but I don't know where, after the unification of the empire, most of the countries changed their names.

"The debtors haven't been looking for you lately?" Sherlock asked, pouring the landlady another glass of wine.

"No, they've stopped a lot lately, and I always feel like there's something big coming up."

Mrs. Hudson was a cautious, but easy-going, person, and she had been able to share much about herself with Sherlock these days.

After all, if you are a neighbor for a long time, there are some things that you can't hide......

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask, why do you need to resort to loan sharks, you don't look like the kind of person who needs a lot of money to turn around." Sherlock asked.

Compared with active reasoning and guessing, in fact, sometimes, being able to use communication to let the other party take the initiative to say something can make him experience the feeling of life more.

Mrs. Hudson took a sip of wine, and looked at the cherry-red liquid with drunken eyes, and hesitated:

"Actually, I'm not a wife, I'm not married." She said slowly with obvious apologies: "I just wanted to avoid some trouble to lie to you, I hope you can understand, and I really need money." ”

Her face began to flush, and under the reflection of the gas lamp, it seemed to show the innocence of a young girl again......

"Don't look at me I've always lived alone, but I have relatives.

My father is in the hospital...... He is a steam plumber who lost consciousness in an accident a year ago and has not woken up until now.

That's when I took out loan sharks to pay for my medical bills.....

Oh, I also have a younger brother, who was drafted five years ago, and he was transferred to the front to transport supplies...... It should not be too much danger.

But he hadn't written home for two years.

I keep paying the phone bill, which costs 15 shillings a month...... I'm just a normal person, I don't need a phone for anything, I just hope that one day, when he calls home, I can pick it up.

Tell him everything is okay at home......"