"Moved here?"

Catherine was a little puzzled, she seemed to sense that something was not right, but she didn't think much about it, after all, it was just a sofa, so she frowned and said, "Okay, let's go quickly." ”

In this way, the two of them got on the locomotive to the laboratory, and all the way, the unpleasant eldest lady was silent, looking through the window at the complex pipes and buildings like white horses passing through the gaps, Sherlock did not experience what it was like to live in the life research institute, but from the eyes of the woman next to him, he could feel a calm that was not easy to express in words, and sadness.

She is still wearing the same dress she wore yesterday, and she did not wear the sunflower pendant as she did yesterday.

In the Holy See, the status of a nun comes from a religion before the opening of the Holy Calendar, when nuns were required to wrap themselves in thick robes and turbans every day, and to wear a cross on their chests, which was very important because it represented their devotion to the faith.

And judging from Catherine's past performance, she is undoubtedly also a very devout member of the Holy See.

But in the past few days, she has not been wearing a sunflower pendant.

Not on purpose, but forgot.

It is strange that a devout clergyman could forget to wear a pendant symbolizing faith, and indeed it is strange that Catherine had such a change of mentality, since her departure from home and her devotion to the Holy See seemed to have originated from her father.

A girl who has not been able to get the care she deserves at home since she was a child; Alone in the open room, expecting a knock at the door, the father came home smiling and giving himself a hug to the child; Using a paintbrush on paper to depict a family happy, fantasizing about the company under the sun, laughing, but in the end they can never wait for that moment of the child.

She had so many emotions to soothe and nowhere to put them, so she had to put all her expectations on something else, such as a belief that might not seem so sacred to her.

But now

Her father died, and she was the only one in the world, a weed in the middle of the desert that had not yet had time to die.

Then in her heart, it seems that she can no longer find the meaning of supporting that faith.

She didn't even realize it herself, she just calmed down, looked out the window expressionlessly, and had a thousand thoughts in her heart, but in the end it just mixed into a blank without knowing what she meant, and she didn't laugh, let alone cry.

After a silent journey, the car finally came to a huge laboratory building.

Sherlock got out of the car, looked up and measured the height of the building, benchmarked the London he was familiar with, and found that even the municipal building did not seem to be as large as the building in front of him.

Of course, the municipal building is full of idiots, and in this building, it is estimated that any intern has real materials.

He followed Catherine into the building, weaving between several corridors and elevators, noticing the insightful gazes of many people as they passed by, most of them with complicated expressions.

Soon, the two were in a laboratory.

Two men in security uniforms stood in front of the heavy metal door, and when they saw Catherine's arrival, they did not get out of the way, but looked at each other, looking very embarrassed.

Catherine frowned and said softly, "Open the door." ”

The two of them still didn't move, and after a few seconds, one of the security guards came over with a hard head and was extremely cautious, and bowed slightly: "Miss Catherine, I'm really sorry, yesterday the vice president instructed that this laboratory is temporarily closed." ”

"What do you mean?"

"That's it. No one else is allowed to enter. The security guard said, but he felt that his context might not be polite, so he hurriedly added: "The vice president said that the instruments here are very precise and can be easily damaged, which is also to protect the old dean's scientific research achievements." ”

After explaining, the security guard was a little relieved, and he felt that what he said was very decent, however, Catherine didn't even change her expression, but repeated lightly: "Open the door."

The security guard's face was as ugly as marrying a second-hand wife, and on one side was the vice president, who was now the most powerful person in the entire life science college; On the other side is the daughter of the old dean, who holds 51% of the shares of the entire Academy of Sciences, and he himself is just a janitor, and no one can afford to offend, what can be done.

That's when it happened

"He's just a security guard, there's no need to embarrass him." Sherlock spoke.

The security guard was stunned, and turned his eyes to look at the man beside Catherine, although he didn't know what his identity was, but he still thanked the other party from the bottom of his heart. I thought to myself, this is right, you big people are fighting, it's hard for me to work for what's the matter.

And the next second, he saw the man looking at him with a smile: "But out of humanitarianism, I still want to remind you that Miss Catherine is not only the daughter of the old dean, she is also a militant clergyman of the Holy See.

It's the kind of person who looks at someone on the street who doesn't like it, and directly pouts the other party's arms and legs, and just writes a report afterwards. ”

The security guard chuckled in his heart, and his face turned a little pale.

"And the vice president you are talking about, although I don't know it, but I guess if you make him angry, then all he can do is fire you.

Judging by your face, you should be a smart person who can quickly weigh the pros and cons, right? ”

Sherlock said lightly, but a drop of sweat was already flowing from the forehead of the security guard in front of him, and after a few seconds, he seemed to be aware of his situation, so he reluctantly squeezed out a smile, turned sideways very well, and made a gesture of please.

Sherlock nodded in satisfaction, and another security guard pushed open the door to the lab for them.

"Look, I said there's no need to be them. A lot of times, people just can't see their situation clearly, so if we help them analyze it a little, they will soon know what they should do. ”

Catherine glanced at him, "Please don't make the threat so high-sounding. ”

"As you wish, beautiful lady." Sherlock replied unobtrusively, "By the way, they mentioned it just now. Vice Dean? ”

"Well, a troublesome man." Catherine showed a look of displeasure and helplessness on her face when she mentioned this person: "If you look at it according to the normal process, after my father's death, he should have taken over the position of dean, but the matter has been pressed by me and has not been made public, resulting in him still being the title of vice dean. In fact, he is now the most influential person in the entire Academy of Sciences, but those who engage in research always attach great importance to reputation. ”

"I see." Sherlock said, and walked into the lab with the other party.

After passing through a five-meter-long corridor, there is some kind of dusting device on the ceiling, the fan is whirring and rotating, and there is a strong smell of alcohol in the air, which is estimated to be able to eliminate the poison by the way.

At the end of the hallway, there was a similar door, which Sherlock pushed open

The wind in the corridor rushed in through the crack in the door with the air in the room, slightly lifting the corner of his clothes, he looked at the huge space in front of him, and the complex machines that were so huge that they almost occupied the entire space, and couldn't help but gasp slightly, he actually had the feeling of seeing those huge steam engines outside the city for the first time decades ago.

Of course, those steam engines had only the simplest structure, which was to press the transpiring river water into the underground furnace with huge pressure, and all the parts were a large iron jar with a piston with a thickness of three meters.

And the one in front of me. Sherlock didn't even know if it was a type of steam machine.

Incomparably complex parts are piled up in the center of the laboratory like a mountain, and countless dense pipes are connected to each other, like intertwined blood vessels, attached to a mass of steel polymer that makes people dizzy to look at, Sherlock's observation is much stronger than that of ordinary people, so this photo, he is so hung that he is overwhelmed by the huge amount of details that come to his face.

Catherine was also looking at the soul vision device in front of her with a similar expression, although it was not the first time, but there was still a trace of awe.

But in her opinion, it was something that her father had spent so much effort to develop, and it should have been so shocking.

She quickly calmed down, walked over to the giant machine, and motioned for Sherlock to follow. When the two approached, Catherine picked up what looked like a helmet.

"It's." Sherlock asked.

"I don't know what it's supposed to be called, but I know how to use it." Catherine said, "Just take this helmet and put those patches on a demon's body, and that's it." ”

Sherlock looked at the long row of neat patches on the side, large and small, and he could see that they were different models made to suit different demon body types.

"And then?"

"And then." Catherine organized the language: "It's not easy to describe, but I've tried it, there are no side effects such as nausea and vomiting, you can try it yourself." ”

"Right now?" Sherlock fiddled with the helmet in his hand without raising his head.

Catherine looked at the very happy expression of the man in front of her, and found with some sadness that she might never be able to see through his mind Thinking that when she first met him, she promised to give him money, rights, access to the Holy See, and many other things that ordinary people dream of, but he only reflected mediocre.

And now, he is as happy as a child.

"Haha, then you're welcome." Sherlock's tone was as if there was a table of sumptuous food in front of him, and with a wave of his hand, a void crack appeared.

Then, a tentacle poked through the inside, and found that in addition to Sherlock, there was a strange woman, who seemed a little embarrassed.

"Get me out of here!" Sherlock said angrily.

The tentacle twitched a few times, but finally reluctantly crawled out of the crack.

This time, the location of the crack is not too high, and this tentacle is about 20 centimeters long, so it will not snap and fall to the ground, which will be a loss for adults.

Catherine looked at the thing at her feet, her expression was first puzzled, then turned to dazed and surprised, and finally raised her head, looked at Sherlock with some incredulity, and hesitated for a long time:

"This is your contract demon?"

"yes." Sherlock responded.

In fact, he also wanted to summon a carrion dog, but this is not London, and the realm has not yet been paved here, so he can't summon the demon parasitized by the tentacles, so he can only summon a section of the body.

"This" Catherine didn't know what to say for a moment, because it seemed to her that it had no combat power at all, and even a little nondescript funny.

Can this kind of contract demon really work?

She even wondered if it could be used in a soul observation device, or else, she would summon her own contract demon.

But as soon as she thought of this, suddenly, Catherine only felt a tightness in her heart, and a feeling of extreme panic instantly filled her body, and in this laboratory, which was almost without contact with sunlight, she actually broke out in a cold sweat.

She was blinded.

Because you shouldn't panic, there's nothing in this room that can make you panic.

So. Is it the feedback that your own contract demon is afraid of?

But why is it afraid?

Suddenly, Catheri seemed to think of something, she lowered her head, looked at the paraplegic tentacles on the ground who did not like to move, and her eyes gradually revealed an incredible look.

Could it be that their own contract creatures. Scared of this!?

Sherlock didn't care how shocked Catherine's heart was at this moment, he had already buckled the helmet on, and at the same time, the tentacles had crawled under the long row of patches, and after picking for a while, he reluctantly found a set that suited him, and rolled it up with the end of the tail to stick it to his body.

"Buzz———— Buzz ————"

The huge machine behind him began to roar, and countless wheels and gas dials began to spin wildly, and you could feel that the inside of this machine must be more complex and incredible.

And so it passed for a while.

A small note about 10 centimeters wide was slowly spit out of the machine, and then it grew longer and longer.

Sherlock stepped forward, picked up the note, and looked closely, and saw that the paper was a very simple set of four sets of lines.

At this moment, Catherine also calmed down the shock in her heart a little, and walked over slowly:

"This is the soul line, blue represents yours, red represents the demon you summoned, the two sets of lines are intertwined with each other, and what is presented is the contractor"

With that said, she's already walked to Sherlock's side.

And the next second. was stunned, and what he wanted to say was interrupted by himself, but he just frowned and looked at the note in the other party's hand, and hesitated for a while:

"Your lines. How is this how it looks? ”

(End of chapter)