The door opened, and it was opened by a little maid of about sixteen years old, who looked very lovely, and had some little freckles on her face, and she did not show fear and awe when she saw His Highness the Holy Son like the others, but was very relaxed and happy.

"Your Highness." She stood by the door with a smile and made a 'please come in' gesture.

Moriarty saw the little girl behind the door, and seemed to be slightly stunned: "Why have you grown so big?" ”

"It's been three years since we last met." Partenope laughed and complained, "Of course I grow up fast at my age!" ”

"It's been so long." Moriarty said thoughtfully as he walked into the room, and during this time, Nooper's face had been filled with a smile of relief that was not quite appropriate for his age, as if he was very happy that His Highness the Son could come to see his young lady.

And followed the maid standing outside the door and said with a cute smile: "Sister Moran, I haven't seen you for a long time, ah, how is my figure getting better and better, if only I could be like you in the future." ”

Moran didn't speak, but smiled in response.

Followed by

"Hey, hey, the bodyguard can just follow outside the door, what are you going to go inside!?" When Partenope saw Sherlock coming in, he immediately changed his face and reached out to stop him.

"Oh, he's my friend." The Son looked back and said.

"Friends??" Nooper still frowned and looked at Sherlock, obviously feeling that this guy had disturbed the time of the Holy Son and his own young lady, and seemed very displeased.

Sherlock, of course, didn't bother to pay attention to the overly active maid, stared at her for a moment, and then walked into the room.

It was supposed to be a staff lounge, but due to the arrival of important people, it was changed to a single apartment style. In fact, I moved in a new set of sofas, and a bed that didn't look cheap, and a carpet, and a free-standing gas lamp with a nice cover, and the original communal coffee machine was replaced with a new one, although it still doesn't look warm, but it's good to be able to make it like this.

Following Moriarty through the small antechamber to the back room, he finally saw the one in the room. Some hectic figures.

The man was wearing a dress that didn't look cheap, but it was obviously not taken out often, and it was a little wrinkled when it had been in the luggage for a long time, and at this moment, she was frantically wiping her hair with a towel, because the frequency was too fast, causing the jet-black hair to be thrown into a mess.

Sensing that someone had entered the house, she had no choice but to complain while wiping:

"Noper, you are really, knowing that my hair is not dry yet, can't you ask His Highness the Holy Son to sit for a while!"

Moriarty smiled: "Actually, I think that although we don't know each other very well, we have known each other for a long time, and Miss Nightingale doesn't have to go out of her way to make up for me." ”

"Then what's the matter, I can't come to His Highness the Holy Son with the smell of disinfectant in my head." Nightingale finally dried her hair, casually tossed the towel aside, then lifted her hair and raised her head.

At this moment, even though Sherlock had seen the appearance of this girl from various photos and newspapers, and had long been ready to meet her, but. He was still struck by the visual impact of the moment.

It's hard to describe the beauty, the style, the demeanor, the faint apology at the corners of the mouth, the gesture of lifting the hair, the strong color contrast between the black tips and the crystal edge of the ears when the fingertips cross the ears

He is a detective, and when he sees a person for the first time, he must habitually observe the details of this person, so these shocking beauties rush into his pupils in a turbulent state that is countless times magnified than ordinary people.

Next, the brown eyes were extremely clear, the tired smile between the eyebrows, the slightly reddened skin after washing the hair, almost perfect to the cheeks that appeared in the painting, and the arc of the neck, which seemed to be the faint glow of those gas lamps, were given a more charming color when they passed by the girl; Sherlock remembered that in those fairy tales for children, there was some kind of fantasy elf of extreme beauty, of course, there are no elves in this world, but if there is, it should be what it looks like in front of you.

"Please take a seat." Miss Nightingale gestured to the sofa chair next to her, and then looked at Sherlock on the side: "I don't know who this is."

Those eyes met Sherlock's, and Sherlock didn't respond immediately, not that he was completely immersed in the other's beauty, but. It was true that he was stunned for a few seconds because of the beauty of the other party, after all, he was not a fool without aesthetics, and at the same time, he was shocked that the real person and the photo could be so different, but fortunately, he quickly got rid of this admiration for beauty, and nodded politely: "In the lower Sherlock. Sherlock Holmes, a detective. ”

"Detective?"

"Regardless of this guy's profession, he's just a friend I unfortunately met at some point." Moriarty said: "But this time, mainly because of him. The fellow said he seemed to have some strange injury, and wondered if Miss Nightingale could help him with it. ”

Nightingale looked at Sherlock with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and it could be seen that this man was not the kind of high-ranking person in the Holy See, and even from the perspective of his clothes, he was a little too plain, maybe just an ordinary commoner.

However, with such an identity, he can make His Royal Highness the Holy Son call him a friend, and he does not hesitate to bring him to visit him personally, then this man is definitely not so ordinary as he seems.

And Nightingale is not that kind of hypocritical woman, she is deeply aware of her beauty, but the man in front of her does not seem to show any crampedness because of facing herself, which is enough to prove that this person's state of mind or insight is also extraordinary.

"Of course, my Royal Highness's friend, how can I refuse." She smiled, and then walked over to Sherlock, in fact, her examination of the injured is very simple, as long as she touches the other person, she can greatly change the perception of the other person's physical condition.

So she held out a hand

"Give me your hand, please." She laughed.

But at this moment, she saw Sherlock's expression a little strangely, and it seemed that something was wrong.

The gaze looked over his shoulder and out the window at the night.

Sherlock did find it a little odd. Because the branches of hoarfrost hung outside the window, they suddenly shook slightly downward; Everyone knows that the wind in nature cannot blow from top to bottom, because there is no room for gas flow and air pressure difference, and the light of the gas lamp outside is a little bright, I don't know if the light source is blocked, at this moment, Sherlock seems to think of the clouds outside the window, the breeze tonight, the old man raised his head and glanced strangely. His mind was dulled by the pain in his body, as if the slightest thought could cause a splitting headache, but fortunately, his instinct as a detective made him notice something strange again.

"Get out of here!" He said suddenly.

"What?"

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

Sherlock didn't explain much, and didn't even push open the door and walk out according to the normal route, but directly staggered past the stunningly beautiful girl in front of him, pulled open the window of the room, and jumped out!

The wind poured in from the window, and along with the winter chill and the noise in the distance, he raised his head and looked at the sky overhead.

In the darkness of the night. He saw an incredible scene, several huge airships were falling from the sky! Because of the exaggerated size and the special structure of the airship, the speed at which they fell was not too fast, and they did not make too terrifying sounds, and the color painted on the surface made them not easy to detect, but the wind pressure that pushed away and the moonlight that covered them really brought a fatal oppressive force!

And, between several fallen airships, it seems that something is hanging .

"What are you doing?" Moriarty asked unhappily as he came to the window.

But the voice did not fall

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Moran, who had been standing outside the door, rushed in, as a qualified maid, of course she would not disturb the master's conversation, let alone break into the room so rudely, but at this time, her expression seemed to be a little flustered, and a little incredulous, she directly ignored everyone, walked quickly to the window, and then poked her head out and looked at the sky!

In an instant, her expression became extremely surprised, and even her pupils instantly contracted, and she opened her mouth slightly, muttering words that she couldn't believe.

"Third Order?"

"What?" Moriarty didn't hear clearly, and asked rhetorically.

But Moran didn't answer him, and for the first time in the long time she had been together, she ignored her master's question! At the same time, she almost didn't think about anything, and ignored everything, did not explain to anyone, and did not even heed the exclamations of her master, grabbed Moriarty in a rough and decisive way, and rushed out of the window, her tall and slender body burst out of incredible power at this moment, only to hear "Bang! With a bang, the ground exploded with a puff of snow and smoke under the huge reaction, and Mo Lan's figure was already accompanied by an extremely dense roar, desperately rushing towards the distance!

And almost at the same time, not far away, someone in the crowd seemed to finally notice something unusual, they raised their heads in disbelief, looking at the same incredible picture, one after another huge pitch-black airships finally fell into the sky as far as the eye could reach.

For a moment, exclamation, shouting, roaring, panicking, seemed to be compressed in a common second, and then all exploded, and the dense crowd began to scream and push, or simply dumbfounded, standing still and motionless, but nothing was enough to stop the behemoth from falling from the sky.

Finally, the first airship crashed into the crowd!

The huge air bag, which was so exaggerated that it could not be expanded by a line of sight, erupted into a huge explosion at the first moment of contact with the ground, followed by the bending and compression of countless steel frames, crumbling and twisting, and the splashed iron cables swept through the crowd, and in an instant a piece of scarlet minced flesh was drawn into the air, and then rained down the sky with blood, all this and everything it touched was all roaring, and then even louder, until it continued into a harsh sound that was so long that the human ear could not distinguish it. The shock made people's eyeballs burst out, and then a little fire exploded in the densest part of the crowd.

"Boom !!!!!!"

The world was almost unplugged at this moment, and the flames swept across the wilderness like a bloody tornado, and like a monstrous wave drowning the sand and gravel! And at this moment, here, in the ancient city, in the fog-shrouded London, there is naturally no wilderness and sand and gravel, so the tiny weeds, the tiny grains of sediment, all are people!!

Living people!

Flames, explosions, waves and scorching winds, flying steel, splashes of rubble, everything that swallows up, everything that kills, it's all people! Blood and fire directly became the main theme of cruelty, however, there was a second airship, a third . Until the fifth, the same behemoth crashed into a distant building like a mountain falling from the sky, and the towering building was directly smashed and exploded. Flames and rubble began to pour down from the sky, smashing patches of blood on the ground, and at the same time, the surrounding streets, the main blocks, and all the nearby buildings were all spared, as if hell had come to earth at this moment!

Among them, of course, includes the complex of medical associations!

Sherlock, at this time, was flying between the flames and the gravel and steel that fell from the sky.

His hand was on the other hand, Nightingale's, and on his shoulders was the unpleasant maid, and he didn't speak, nor did he care whether the two men hanging on his body could stand his bumps and speeds, and even sometimes he could drag people like kites.

In his eyes, countless information was gathering densely and frantically, those entrenched steam pipes exploded beside him, spewing hot air currents, toppling buildings smashing smoke and dust behind him to obscure his vision, and the furnaces built underground began to expand, exploding, the earth was tearing, and every step could fall into the collapsed pavement, but all of this could not stop Sherlock's wild steps, as if everything could be dodged by him, and even used by him.

The two women beside them were already frightened by this sudden scene, they could not have imagined that just two minutes ago, they were still chatting in a room, their hair was not even dry, and at this moment, they were already in hell on earth.

A sudden explosion set off a heat wave for half a street, it should have been a major steam transmission pipe exploded, Sherlock was directly thrown out, his computing power could not have allowed him to run half a street away at this moment, but fortunately, it allowed him to minimize the impact on himself and the damage of the two people around him!

And at the moment when his body flew upside down, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and then fell firmly into a pile of rubble.

"Ahem! Cough! Cough! ”

A violent cough followed, and the feeling of collapse in Sherlock's body reappeared, and it was worse than ever, and the bright red veins seemed to spread to the surface of his body, climbing up the neckline like vines.

"What's wrong with you?" Nightingale knew that the question was stupid now, but she was so frightened that she asked subconsciously.

Sherlock lay almost out of strength in the rubble:

"If that security inspector hadn't died, he should have seen what I look like! I said it all, I'm very sick," he said as he coughed up a lot of blood, and then looked at the beautiful girl next to him: "Do you need any too cumbersome rituals for healing, such as reciting a grace prayer for half an hour?" ”

"No, no."

"That's great, please save me, I can't hold on!" Sherlock's entire body was covered in blood, like a piece of porcelain made of flesh and blood about to shatter into pieces.

Nightingale stared, I don't know how many people were going to die in the scene just now, coupled with the fear in her heart, her eyes were already full of tears, but at this moment, she clenched her teeth and tried her best to quiet herself, even if there was a burning flame next to her, and the gravel falling from the sky, she didn't say a word, just now when she was running for her life, she naturally had no spare strength to save the person in front of her, but at this moment, she closed her eyes and put her hand on Sherlock's chest, probing the condition of the other party's body!

And it was such a simple discovery that Miss Nightingale seemed to be taken aback.

"What's wrong?"

When a doctor is treating you, he suddenly puts on such an expression, and everyone has to be shocked.

Nightingale looked at Sherlock with an incredulous look: "I don't know how you did it, but if you were a human being, with this level of injury, you wouldn't be alive!" ”

"You may not believe it, and I don't know how I did it."

"Alright!!" Partenope, who was finally relieved now, snorted: "You two are talking about a fart here, Miss, you quickly cure this guy, and then let him take us out, I don't want to die here, I'm only 16 years old!" I haven't even connected a kiss!! ”

Sherlock smiled bitterly, thinking that this little maid's temper was too great, and she was so excited that she even scolded her own young lady, but he also immediately looked at Nightingale: "You can cure me, right!" ”

"Yes, but I need .5 minutes."

"What?!" When Partenope heard this, he shouted in a shocked voice: "Five minutes?!" ”

It only takes a few seconds for my own lady to treat the most difficult disease, even if it is cancer that spreads to the whole body, but now it takes five minutes to treat such a guy?!

Stay in this environment for five minutes?! Whether it's baked or smashed, it's going to be dead for several rounds!!

Well, she doesn't seem to have any other way, with her and her own young lady, she will definitely not be able to escape from here.

So, as if she was extremely distressed, she took out an equally huge iron box from the huge and exaggerated duffel bag she was carrying, and then put it on the ground, kicking it hard as if she was angry!

Immediately afterwards, the sound of a steam turbine running rapidly sounded, just listening to the sound was much stronger than the previous three-meter-high steam armor, and with the strong turbine and the rapid involvement of the surrounding air, the big iron box began to click and pop out countless iron plates, the extremely complex structure and dazzling gears made Sherlock a little unable to keep up with its speed for the first time, and the hollow design between the plates also made the parts get a great degree of ductility, just like that, within a few seconds, A large, half-wrapped iron shell covered all three of them.

Sherlock looked at this extremely delicate machine, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Hmph, look dumbfounded, if this thing is seen by the old diehards of the Mechanical Academy, at worst I can be a professor!" Partenope said with his head held high very unceremoniously: "Smash-resistant, high-temperature resistant, breathable, built-in space layer can be impact-resistant, and there is an all-round two-meter strong wind design, and it is even waterproof in the folded state, the only drawback is that this thing is disposable." ”

After saying that, her distressed expression became more obvious, and she could only scold and take out a screwdriver and a wrench, ready to meet the various shocks in the next five minutes.

And Sherlock didn't continue to pay attention to the little girl, because Nightingale had already taken a deep breath: "Hold on, I'm going to start." ”

As soon as the words fell, Sherlock only felt a pain that exceeded the limits of his physiology rush into his mind, as if every nerve, every muscle, and every inch of bone in his body was undergoing extremely cruel punishment, as if the soreness and pain when the body healed after the injury increased exponentially, and then forcibly compressed the accumulation of a long time into just a few minutes.

If it were an ordinary person, it is estimated that he would have fainted to death in this extreme pain, but Sherlock's brain was very active to bear this pain, and felt every second very clearly!

During this time, Sherlock could only curse in his heart:

". Isn't Lao Tzu's limit yet yet?! ”

As the minutes ticked by, the fire continued beyond the thin layer of protection, and no one could have imagined that such a catastrophe could be inflicted on the night when London was at its most crowded.

Nearly all neighbouring blocks were destroyed, and the blasting of the steam pipes spread farther afield, paralyzing a quarter of the facilities in Lower and Upper London.

No one knows when the airships flew over, and no one knows how they all crashed in the same area.

But Sherlock, who was still in pain, vaguely knew the answer.

Because in the first eye, he saw something hanging between the falling airships. Or rather, a terrifying body.

Then I thought of Moran's momentary reaction when she looked at the sky, and the words she said.

She said at the time:

Third Order!

Therefore, this disaster must have been deliberately caused by someone! And it's certainly not over yet, and it can even be said that this explosion, as well as the deaths of tens of thousands of people, is nothing more than an opening ceremony!

And that's exactly what Sherlock thought.

In the ruins where the airship had fallen, in the fires, in the pile of corpses where the corpses were most concentrated, in the smell of burnt human flesh!

A terrifying and monstrous huge body slowly stood up, like a tall tower rising from the ground, slowly walked out of the reflection of the firelight, and looked straight in a certain direction.

Then, silently, frantically, crashed through all the ruins, trampled on the corpses all over the ground, shook out patches of sticky blood and scraps of corpses, and ran wildly towards the place where it looked!!

(End of chapter)