Two minutes later, the gas lamp in the small shop flickered a few times, then turned on.

Andrew sat quietly in the chair behind the counter, his eyes still full of horror, but it was not at all the same as the horror that erupted after the suppression just now.

Instead, I brought a little ...... At a loss, or rather at a loss.

The door of the small shop is less than three meters away from him, there is no lock, it is just hidden, and he can rush out as long as he jumps in.

However, he had no intention of escaping.

Now for himself, there is a couple of good news, and at the same time a couple of bad news.

The good news is that he seems to be out of the grip of that cruel demon for the time being.

The bad news is that he's been found by an even more terrifying human.

Here's the good news: he was found, but he didn't die.

The bad news: he doesn't know if being alive is a good thing.

Anyway, he had to sit in a chair in this clothing store for now, forcibly trying to make himself appear less flustered, and by the way, he had to pray that the damp smell in the crotch of his pants would not seep out, so as not to upset the man.

Oh, by the way, that man's name is Sherlock Holmes, and he even politely introduced himself.

As soon as he thought of this, there was a sound of footsteps, and Andrew looked in the direction of the sound, and then saw that where the lights were not turned on, a figure was walking towards him, and the vague outline seemed to merge with the darkness, like an evil spirit approaching step by step.

"I'm sorry, the owner of this shop looks like a poor egg, there is no tea and coffee, but fortunately, there is some hot water."

As he spoke, Sherlock's figure stepped out of the darkness, only to see him holding a glass of water in his hand, taking a sip of his own, and then handing over another glass.

Andrew felt that everything was very wrong, after such a bloody and terrifying scene just now, and now this guy actually poured himself a glass of water?

What's even more ridiculous is that he even took it and said, "Thank you......"

Okay, he doesn't dare to sprout any moths in his mind now, the other party can do whatever he wants, even if there is any poison in this cup, there is no other way than to drink.

So he took a sip as well, trying not to let his trembling teeth touch the cup.

"What's your name?"

"Ann...... Andrew. He's glad he can remember his name now.

"Oh, not a bad name." Sherlock said, "So, that guy is your contract demon?" ”

"Yes......" he replied quickly.

"Haha." Sherlock looked interested, "Can you tell me about it?" ”

"Of course!"

Andrew immediately responded, because the man in front of him was so polite that he was afraid that the other party would follow up with words like 'Or I'll tie you to the steam pipe and bake you as a live pancake'.

Immediately, he retold the whole thing in the clearest voice and the fastest tone he could make at the moment.

In fact, all this is not too unbelievable.

The approximate process is ...... Andrew is a devout believer, and not long ago, he finally got a chance to participate in the canonization ceremony...... After that, he also successfully owned his own contract demon.

It was supposed to be something to celebrate, but gradually...... Something went wrong, and Andrew discovered that all the abilities of his contract demon needed to use fear as energy, otherwise it would be a waste.

I have been worshipping the Holy Light since I was 7 years old, and it was only at the age of 19 that I finally got into a contractor's place, but I got a waste, who can stand it.

So...... He began to use 'cruelty to small animals' to power his demons.

Although it is very inhumane, he always picks rats or wild dogs to torture and kill, and tells himself that this is also a way to eliminate harm for the people.

After a while, everything went well, but as he tortured more and more small animals, the fear and discomfort in his heart became more and more intense, and finally one day, he found ...... I don't seem to be able to control the contract demon anymore.

Not only can I not control it, but because of my own fear, I let the other party control it.

This situation is very rare in the circle of contractors, but Andrew's contract creatures are indeed very special, and he himself is too cowardly, anyway, for a combination of various reasons, he has become a slave of his contract demon.

Since then, the lamprey-looking creature has been abusing Andrew, poking bloody holes in his face and body, even tightening his body, sucking out his eyes, and using him as a source of nourishment for his fears.

And he also forced him to torture and kill other humans for himself......

This is where the 'Eye-Gouging Demon' came from, until today when he encountered Sherlock.

After listening to the young man's story, Sherlock also nodded: "Well, it's similar to what I thought, it's a story of a cowardly being enslaved by a demon...... Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to belittle you. ”

"It's okay..... Whatever you say about me, it's fine. Andrew quickly explained, and added in his heart: "Just don't do it." ”

Sherlock leaned against the wall, "In that case, you are considered an accomplice." ”

"Huh?!" Andrew was shocked, he didn't dare to talk much, but the ghost knew what the man in front of him was going to do to him, so he quickly mustered up the courage and said, "I...... I...... I'm also a victim, that guy forced me, I'm innocent!! ”

"Don't be so nervous, the people you killed are also innocent, these days, innocence is not a reason to escape punishment at all, there are more innocent people in the cell, you have more or less killed a few, much better than those wronged bosses."

Andrew was stunned, his tone seemed to be comforting, but why was it so awkward.

"That'...... That ......"

"Don't worry, I'll send you to a professional to deal with, you may be locked up for decades, or you may be executed outright, but no matter what, it's better than you continue to be that guy's slave, right?"

Sherlock's comfort was still awkward, but the young man in front of him was silent for a while, exhaled slowly, and really didn't say anything more.

Seeing that the other party had settled down, Sherlock said with great satisfaction: "Very well, then I wish you a better outcome when you are on trial;

Next, I'll have to deal with your ignorant contract demon. ”

When Andrew heard this, he was slightly dazed: "But, it has escaped back to hell." ”

And the man in front of him smiled and patted him on the shoulder:

"Rest assured, boy, escape back to hell...... Better ......"