Chapter 160: Murder Seven Thousand Kilometers Away?

With this question, Catherine's discomfort became more and more obvious, she almost subconsciously clenched her fists, and then slowly spat out a word:

"Cannibalism."

Sherlock raised an eyebrow: "Cannibalism? ”

As a professional detective, of course he knows what the act of cannibalism comes from, and it is certainly not a taste pursuit, oh. Maybe some of the real perverts will be because of the taste, but most of them are biases about their own cognition. These cannibalistic criminals feel that they are creatures that should be above humans, similar to humans who pretend to be above livestock, so they will naturally eat meat, and in the same way, if they think they are above humans, then they will go to cannibalism in order to show that they are different at the species level.

However, 90% of such people have no ability, they only dare to commit atrocities against the old, weak, sick and disabled who have no ability to resist, but when they see people who are stronger than themselves, they still dare not go up.

In the end, it's just a bunch of poor worms with sick brains.

But Sherlock seemed to taste the Baskerville chief of staff from Catherine's mouth, exuding something different.

Followed by

"According to rumors, he doesn't even eat people himself, but he also lets his soldiers eat people.

Also, cannibalism isn't just the only thing uncomfortable about him.

He seems to have been trying to eat the demon's flesh.

This person is a fanatical admirer of Lord Dante, and it is estimated that Lord Dante can survive alone in hell for more than a year, relying on the flesh and blood of demons, and since Lord Dante can do it, then he should be able to do it himself.

Moreover, he is extremely strict with his subordinates.

I belong to the Knight of the Holy See, and I don't have much contact with the Holy Army, so I haven't heard much about him.

But I always felt that a large part of the soldiers who would rather die in battle than return with defeat were due to the existence of Baskerville.

They felt that when they returned, they might face something more terrible than death. ”

Sherlock listened and pondered, and the image of the chief of staff, whom he had never seen or even heard before, became clearer and clearer in his mind.

Of course, it's not the looks, but a certain form, anyway, if that person is coming head-on in the crowd, then he will definitely recognize the other party at the first time.

Well, the focus shouldn't be here for now

Sherlock is a competent detective who can't keep thinking cranky while working, so he quickly drags his thoughts back to the case itself.

He began to walk around the Hound in front of him as Catherine described the old dean's death.

Since Catherine did not witness the scene with her own eyes, she could only recreate the scene from the oral accounts of the witnesses interviewed during this time.

But the difficulty is that the mouth grows on different people, so everyone describes the scene differently, and in that frightening situation, no one dares to guarantee that what they remember is accurate.

But. It seems that all people have a common description, and that is that ——— is torn in half.

"In most of the detailed retellings, eyewitnesses emphasize things like 'holding your body with one hand, holding your legs with the other, and then brutally tearing them apart from the middle.'"

Catherine said, and at the same time, she even learned the pose with her own hands.

Fortunately, Catherine was very calm in the process, and her forehead did not fluctuate in her tone, as if she wanted to show that she was not very touched by her father's tragic death.

Except for the extra fine sweat on the palms of the hands.

Sherlock listened, then focused his gaze on the giant demon in front of him.

For example, if the height of each floor of a residential building is 2.5 meters, then 20 meters is equivalent to the height of a seven-story building.

People with a fear of heights will experience intense vertigo when looking down from their shoulders.

And such a body can still give people a 'thick and thick' visual feeling, which shows how huge the demon in front of him is.

However, it is precisely because of this overly large size that Sherlock finds a trace of strangeness.

He looked at the thick, slap-flat palms of the steam chariot, and said thoughtfully, "I found a very interesting thing." ”

Catherine frowned: "What did you find?" ”

"That's it. If it is as it seems, then I should have found your father's murderer. ”

“!!!”

This sentence came so suddenly, Catherine didn't react a little, but in the next second, she was angry, and even subconsciously forgot that Sherlock had just walked into this laboratory for less than 15 minutes, how could a case be solved so quickly.

But she still stepped in front of the other party with great urgency, and forcibly suppressed the excitement in her heart:

"Murderer?! Who is the murderer?! ”

"Theoretically, it's clear that the killer is the manipulator of this demon."

"You mean the Baskervilles?"

Catherine must have felt that such a thing was not in the 'obvious' ranks, so he asked eagerly, "Why?" ”

"Because of the mismatch in volume." Sherlock pointed to the palm of the [Hound Dog] hanging down at the side of his head: "You see, this guy's palm is too thick, too wide, and has thick scales attached to it, which is not suitable for grasping at all. And Dean Darwin's height was only 170 centimeters, and his hardness was too soft for this kind of third-order great demon.

For example, if this big guy is compared to a human being, then his hands are equivalent to a man carrying a pair of baseball gloves, and Dean Darwin is equivalent to a slender noodle of three or four centimeters. ”

As he spoke, Sherlock clasped his hands together and made a 'twist' motion in front of him.

"Now imagine if you were wearing a baseball glove and you were holding a very short noodle and then you had to tear it off. What an awkward act.

If this demon was really acting on its instincts, how could it possibly make such a perverse gesture.

If it wants to kill someone, it must use a slap, a smash, in short, no matter what posture, it will definitely not be [torn in half]. ”

Catherine stood still, thinking a little blankly about what Sherlock had described, and tried her hands a few times in front of her.

It doesn't take much distraction to understand what Sherlock is trying to say.

It's true that this pose is too awkward.

"So this demon is in a controlled state, and that kind of behavior is done?" She muttered as if alert.

"That's all I can understand, at least for the time being."

"But. . . As I said earlier, the chief of staff of the Baskervilles was directing operations along the shores of the Redk Strait at that time.

He is more than 7,000 kilometers away from here, and even if he takes an airship, it will take more than ten days. ”

Sherlock smiled and soothed Catherine:

"Don't worry, a good case always has to be a little fascinating.

In fact, you can think about the benefits.

At least with that in mind

As long as we find a way to instantly travel back and forth within a distance of thousands of kilometers, or manipulate the contract demon thousands of kilometers away, then this case will be solved. ”

(End of chapter)