oath

The oath of the empire is physical and has a very high standard of execution, although the oath of most people will not be cared about, but the oath of a clergyman of the Holy See must be the most important and the most concerned.

Catherine's oath-taking hand was slowly lowered, as if a tenacious and magnificent building had collapsed.

But the roar of the collapse of the building only fell on the ears of the others, and Catherine herself did not have any complicated emotional changes, but was calm and indifferent, as if she had picked a leaf on the side of the road, but was accidentally carried away by the wind, just looking at the empty fingertips and smiling lightly.

It was such a casual scene that made those who were lying on the ground wailing in the audience stunned, looking at the woman in front of them in a daze, almost forgetting the physical pain.

A clergyman, a devout warrior nun, those who have spent countless times wandering between life and death in exchange for merit, wealth, respect, and faith. These are the most precious things for anyone, and countless people want to pursue them all their lives.

That's all. Abandoned?

Yes, abandoned. Voluntarily, without even any hesitation.

Catherine used such a cold, heartless gesture to the extreme, to tell everyone in this lab that she didn't care about anything. She was ready to face any difficulties, and she was ready to leave everything behind.

Sherlock looked at the woman who had given him pride and prejudice, and suddenly smiled, he wanted to pull out a cigarette, but this was a laboratory, and he couldn't smoke, so he had to laugh even more. As for Vice Dean Holke, who was not far away, he was already surprised and motionless at the moment, and even felt that his body was a little cold, he looked at Catherine's face in a daze, and after a long while, he realized that he had forgotten to breathe, and his lungs instinctively and quickly relaxed, and the cold wind passed through the organs, causing several coughs.

Sure enough, this woman is the same as her father!

Dean Darwin was able to abandon everything he had for a crazy idea, and resolutely poured more than 30 years of time and effort into it, while her daughter is now paranoid about a murder that doesn't exist because of an unfounded idea.

The same stubbornness, resoluteness, and not even giving yourself a little way back.

But if this stubbornness reaches the extreme, it seems that it can even show some kind of strange toughness. Vice Dean Holker thought that he did not possess this kind of stubbornness, so he was angry, and looked at the woman in front of him angrily, as if he saw the person who had suppressed him for most of his life.

"Good. I await the day when you and your father's death will be a laughing stock. ”

The deputy dean said coldly, then turned around and walked out of the laboratory, ignoring the few security personnel who were struggling to get up.

Catherine, on the other hand, looked at the people with a faint smile on her face, but her chin was gently raised, and there was an indescribable pride.

"Need help getting you to the infirmary?"

"No, no."

One of the people who was closer said, clutching his shoulder in pain and putting the dislocated joint back on.

The deputy dean had already left, so there was no need for them to continue to spend here, and with a slight apology to Miss Catherine, they helped each other and walked towards the door.

And in the process, their eyes were already full of respect when they looked at Catherine, not the kind of respect that a soldier has for a powerful clergyman, but a deeper, more indescribable meaning.

At the same time, some people looked at the private detective standing next to Miss Catherine.

After a short contact just now, these people have clearly felt that the other party has been trying to suppress their strength, otherwise, they will definitely have to explain all of them here.

At this point, while expressing his gratitude to him, some men like to speculate suddenly came to the idea that they don't know why Miss Catherine chose a private detective who is not well-known among so many strong people, maybe she saw the more powerful strength hidden by this person, but if there are some other careful thoughts, it seems that it will not suffer.

In this way, the vice president of the School of Life Sciences came with anger, and then walked away with even stronger anger, when she was young, she couldn't get her father, and finally consumed the other party's death, and now she finds that there is no way to take the other party's daughter, I really don't know if this respected old professor can sleep after returning home.

But no one cares how well he sleeps.

Because in the afternoon of that day, a newspaper news set off a sudden landslide and tsunami almost throughout the empire.

"The Emperor's Transposition Ceremony, to be held at the end of this year"

It's such a simple title

The Holy Journal newspaper even published a separate issue for it.

Because in the entire holy calendar, the date of the transposition ceremony has never been changed, and this time, it was suddenly more than four months earlier.

No one knows exactly what this means, but it is conceivable that the next day, countless versions of the rumors will pop up like weeds after a rain, and occupy 90% of the conversation among the citizens of the Empire.

On the cover of a full page of the Sacred Bulletin, the heads of the two men were placed together.

On the left is an old man with a gray beard and friendly eyebrows, and in the pupils that have been a little pale because of the baptism of time, there is no sense of powerlessness of old age, but like the white floc of the clouds looking down on everything under the sky, and the wrinkles that also record countless times are also like the countless mountains and valleys on the territory of the empire, each with a certain tenacity, tenacity, and magnificent wisdom that has been nurtured for a long time.

The most powerful emperor recorded in the calendar of Augustine the Great, he guarded the great existence of the empire for nearly a hundred years, and even because he was so dazzling, after several generations of generations, his image has become the inherent symbol of the emperor.

It's like the emperor of the empire, as it should be, and will always be like this.

And on the other side of the newspaper.

The challenger, who was over fifty years old but a little younger than Augustine the Great, was leaning sideways and smiling at everyone who looked at the paper.

Some people looked at this person a little familiar, but they couldn't remember it for a while, until they were reminded by someone with a good memory next to them, and finally suddenly realized.

Isn't this the man who is said to want to start an energy revolution?

Call. What is it called Franklin.

No one seemed to notice that he was the challenger against Augustine the Great this time, so at this moment, they couldn't help but be a little surprised.

But Sherlock certainly wouldn't be surprised, he even knew that this person with a doctorate in energy science had a brief encounter with Moriarty, and in some extremely strange way, saved Moran's life.

In this way, the dignified Holy See Son has also shown a certain tendency that should not appear in the transposition ceremony.

At this time, Sherlock was sitting by the window of a restaurant, looking at the newspaper in his hand and thinking a little, but he did not pay attention to the challenger that everyone cared about very much, but looked intently at Augustine the Great, as if he felt that the great king had not changed much since he was a child.

It's noon now, and the investigation always has to eat.

Catherine sat across from him, with a newspaper in her hand.

Suddenly, Sherlock asked:

"You said. If the Holy See's Son dies, who will benefit the most? ”

Catherine frowned, not knowing why Sherlock was asking such a question, but she still thought about it for a moment, and happened to see the front page picture of the newspaper: "Emperor? ”

"Why do you think so?" Sherlock laughed.

"The Reich and the Holy See are not very harmonious in the first place, and when an important person on one side dies, it must be the other side that benefits."

Sherlock nodded, "yes, that's the answer that even the freight workers on the docks can think of." ”

"So why are you asking this?" Catherine looked suspicious: "Also, why do you look worried." ”

Sherlock sighed slightly, looking out the window at the flow of people, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

After a long time, he finally muttered leisurely:

"Criminals are criminals because they have a law above their heads, so they can be convicted, and naturally they can be punished according to the law

But what if it's someone who is above the law?

For them, there is no such thing as 'crime'

If there is no more, then how can it be sanctioned? ”

(End of chapter)