A horse-drawn carriage drove down the streets of Uptown.

Compared to the other side of the Thames, the snow removal is clearly done well, and even the side roads off the main road do not have much snow, and the horse-drawn carriage walks quickly and smoothly, and soon comes to the junction three streets away from the Grosvenor House Hotel.

Watson and Sherlock paid and got out of the carriage and watched the carriage depart.

"Regardless of why the Pope hasn't left yet, I think he's going to put some eyeliner around the hotel, so we'd better not let the carriage stop right at the gate." Sherlock said.

Watson frowned: "Why do you say this?" ”

"Ah, I'm afraid you'll ask: why did we get off so far away, so explain in advance."

"I won't ask this kind of stupid question." Watson replied with a sigh, and walked in the direction of the hotel on his own.

Sherlock walked along, lit a cigarette, and smoked thoughtfully.

As he passed a roadside shop selling gramophones, Watson turned to look at him, "What are you thinking?" ”

"I'm wondering how we should get that guy out, it stands to reason that a Pope must have a large group of dependents next to him, and there must be a few powerful masters among them, if the two of us just rush in like this, isn't it a bit bad."

Watson frowned: "This kind of question, you only think about it now?" ”

"I'm sorry, I had too much information in my head, and I was a little slippery on the road just now." Sherlock said sorry, but there was no apology in his tone.

"In that case, I would like to remind you one more thing, not only should we avoid fighting as much as possible, it is best not to even show our faces, every pope has thousands of believers in his own diocese, and if my identity is revealed, it will definitely be in big trouble."

"Uh——— what should I do then?" Sherlock muttered as he puffed on his cigarette.

But the voice just fell

Suddenly, several people came out of the alley and blocked their way.

Immediately afterward, another emaciated man with a scar on his face walked out, and the fellow pulled out a bright knife from behind him and gestured in front of Sherlock; Then when he looked at Watson, he was slightly stunned, probably noticing his good-looking face, and immediately leaned over with a cruel smile:

"Hehe, this fine-skinned and tender-fleshed boy, if you don't want this face to be scrapped, then please hand over your wallet."

Watson was stunned.

There is not even an opening sentence, it seems that the robbers in the upper city really pay more attention to efficiency than the ones in the lower city.

Two blocks away, all the lights of the Grosvenor House Hotel at night are lit up, illuminating the roads around the building.

This was requested by the great Pope Theodore, and the proprietor of the hotel, as a devout believer, naturally did not dare to disobey his instructions, and he did not even dare to turn off the lights during the day. Although he did not know why the Pope did this.

And he couldn't understand why Pope Theodore suddenly stopped eating the meals provided by the hotel, and instead bought a bunch of packaged fast food, such as bread, canned jam, and even bottled water.

On top of that, he also asked his dependents to patrol each floor in turn, didn't he think it was noisy?

Of course noisy.

His Holiness the Pope, who already suffers from a headache, has so many people constantly patrolling upstairs and downstairs, no matter how careful these people are, they will always make some noise.

But although it is noisy, it can give him some sense of security.

At 1 a.m., the Pope's personal nun knocked on the door and, after receiving permission, entered the room.

"I've checked with the patrol just now, and I haven't found any suspicious signs."

Pope Theodore's expression was a little sluggish, and the lack of sleep for several days made his dark circles worse: "Have you contacted someone from the London Sheriff's Office?" ”

"After contacting, they have sent 30 steam armor to carry out 24-hour non-stop guarding outside the hotel. Moreover, the 16 contractor guards from the diocese have also arrived and are on their way to their pre-arranged posts. ”

Hearing this, the Pope finally exhaled with a little relief.

In fact, even the nuns who followed him all the year round did not know why the Pope was so anxious these days, but she did not dare to ask.

"Come here and accept the gift." Probably because the arrival of the guards had raised the sense of security in his heart a lot, the Pope leaned his fat body on the sofa and ordered the accompanying nuns to come over to relieve the pressure for himself.

"Yes, master." The nun said respectfully, then reverently unbuttoned her collar and walked over.

But at this moment.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, coming from somewhere downstairs.

"What's going on?!" His Holiness the Pope panicked all at once!

"Report the report!" A panicked voice came from outside the door: "Second floor. The gas pipe exploded! ”

"What?!" The nun was also shocked, and before she even had time to fasten the button, she immediately turned around and opened the door, glaring angrily at the people outside, she was just a humble servant in front of the Pope, but in front of these dependents, she was a high-ranking existence: "What did you do?!" ”

"I'm sorry!" The man immediately lowered his head: "There may be a sudden leak in the gas pipeline, but everyone has rushed to put out the fire." ”

When Pope Theodore heard this, his expression was awe-inspiring!

It may be cautious, or it may be suspicious or regretful, anyway, he feels that there is something wrong with the sudden gas leak at this juncture.

So I snorted directly!

"Protection! Protection!! ”

As he shouted, he sprang up from his sofa chair and threw himself on the ground, away from the window.

In the next ten seconds, three more guards rushed into the room and surrounded the Pope, and those who were far away began to guard the staircases or doors and windows.

But in the process, several more explosions were heard, and it appeared that there were several gas leaks in quick succession elsewhere in the building.

But that's not all, because just listen

"Click~Click~"

The gas lamp above his head flickered a few times, and suddenly there was darkness all around! And as darkness fell, some void cracks began to be torn open in various areas of the entire hotel, large and small, demons of different shapes and sizes were whirring out, and I don't know where to spread out tentacles, rolling all the people who could roll and dragging them into the corners.

In this way, the whole hotel ushered in a sudden chaos.

Fortunately, the contractors cultivated under the hands of a Pope are certainly not all waste, and some of them even have the ability to be elected clergy, so in the face of the sudden chaos, these people did not panic too much, but stuck to their posts in an orderly manner, cooperated with each other, and soon took control of the situation again, and forced these emerging demons to a desperate situation little by little, and then killed them.

At the same time, on the floor where the Great Pope Theodor was, everything seemed extremely quiet, and six contractors were firmly protecting it.

And so it went on for a while.

Finally, a family member ran up panting, and although he was wounded, he was not so embarrassed:

"Report to the Pope, the offensive below has been stopped!"

Hearing this man's words, the people around him finally breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, thinking about it, it was really a bit of a fantasy to assassinate a pope under the protection of so many contractors.

However, before everyone could exhale the nervous breath in their chests, suddenly, they noticed that the dependents in front of them seemed to have seen something, and looked motionless at the other end of the corridor, their eyes full of horror.

Everyone immediately looked in that direction as well, and then they saw a person!

Thin, wearing a long trench coat, the moonlight penetrated through the window, pulling his shadow to the elder.

"Here's a feint?!" One of the guards immediately realized something, but quickly steadied himself and took a battle stance with great caution, summoning his own contract creatures.

But this summoning didn't matter, seven or eight void cracks were brushed out beside the opposite side, and then the chaotic demons drilled out, staining the entire corridor.

"Stop that guy!"

Grand Pope Theodore shouted in a panic, he is not a contractor, but he also knows the common sense that 'a contractor can only have one contractor', so for such a large-scale offensive tonight, the other party has at least a team of more than twenty contractors!

I didn't expect the erasure I ushered in to be so heartbroken.

He hurriedly dragged the two guards: "Go, take me down!" ”

Naturally, the Grand Pope Theodore could not use this hotel as a long-term stronghold, and he had already prepared a back road for himself, so in the stable on the side of the hotel, he had already arranged a car in advance.

Not a horse-drawn carriage, but a literal, iron-clad steam locomotive!

Although expensive, the steam locomotive is much better than the horse-drawn carriage in terms of speed and resistance to attacks! As long as there is no accident, he gets into the car, and then finds a few guards to stop the pursuer, even if it is only for three or five minutes, then don't think that anyone will catch up with him.

And with his order, several contract guards in the corridor also cautiously surrounded the person on the other side, and the rest of the people hurriedly carried the Pope up the stairs on the other side all the way down, or the contractor's physical fitness was strong, and the speed was about to throw his flesh into the air.

Soon, several people came to the stable on the first floor

The Grosvenor House Hotel is one of London's most luxurious hotels, and the stables are not just a few mangers, but a large open space for more than 50 horse-drawn carriages to be parked at the same time, and in one of the open spaces, a large steam locomotive made of bronze is parked.

As mentioned before, this kind of locomotive is not rare in London, but it is definitely rare, and most of them are toys used by nobles to show off, but the fact that they can withstand the huge steam pressure proves that this thing must be strong enough.

The two contractors came to the locomotive with their master on their shoulders and knocked on the lid: "Open the door!" Fast! ”

In order to be able to drive at any time, the locomotive driver has been staying inside, and everyone who has nothing to do is going to fall asleep, and he was startled by such a knock, and quickly woke up and opened the door.

"Sure enough, most of the people stayed upstairs and broke off, and now there are only a few of you left."

But at this moment, next to the stable, suddenly a lazy voice came.

In an instant, the two contractors became cautious, one staring at the man in the shadows, while the other was desperately shoving the Pope into the locomotive.

"Heh, don't bother, since it's just a few of you, then don't think about running."

The man in the shadows still said unhurriedly.

The contractor who was guarding the locomotive became more cautious, because he seemed to feel that the person in the shadows should be just an ordinary person, but his tone was so relaxed, without a trace of trembling, which proved that the other party was absolutely sure.

So. Surely he had a rather terrible weapon in his hand, a machine gun?

Could it be that only the front-line military can wear hand cannons?

He is only a first-order pinnacle contractor, and he may hold on to the bullets of the pistol, but he can't ignore the dense attack speed of the machine gun and the attack power of the hand cannon.

The man in the shadows stood quietly, unhurried, this calmness made him panic more and more when he thought about it, but even so, the contractor did not flinch, as a papal guard, he was naturally ready to sacrifice for his master at any time.

That's it

"Are you alright?" He yelled.

With this roar, the other contractor behind him finally stuffed the Pope into the steam locomotive, and then quickly closed the door, and made the same posture of waiting.

It's too late, it's too soon, and in this case, no one wants to waste even a second more, so the two of them summoned their own contract demons almost simultaneously and rushed towards the shadows.

And at this moment, the locomotive behind him also drove at full speed and rushed towards the road.

Listening to the sound of the wheels hurrying away, the two contractors were very relieved, because at this point, as long as they could stop each other for five minutes, then no one could catch up with their master.

Moreover, without the concern of the master, these two people don't seem to be so afraid, even if the other party really gets a hand cannon, but under the two-to-one attack, he can only injure one at most, and then he will be killed on the spot.

Although the weapon is powerful, it is not so simple to bridge the gap between ordinary people and contractors!

Wait a minute

At this moment, one of the contractors seemed to be suddenly stunned.

It seems to be. Something is wrong.

(End of chapter)