Speaking of this, Sherlock's frowning brow suddenly brightened.

He looked at the woman in front of him with some surprise, and then realized that he had been surprised by the other party too many times this night.

"You gave Dr. Franklin the initial funding for the trial?"

"Of course, I paid for his entire lab." Erin smiled and said: "Since the investment has been made, there must always be some return, and if Mr. Franklin can really sit on that chair this time, then I will barely lose too much." ”

Sherlock felt that his concept of money needed to be deepened.

Becoming the emperor of the empire, this kind of thing in Erin's mouth, is just 'not too much of a loss'.So how much did she throw into the other party?

Fortunately, Erin did not continue to use those terrifying numbers to refresh Sherlock's perception of money, but finally showed some apprehension a little:

"But here, there's not much I can do to help, and I've been looking into the old professor's death, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to find the name [Duncan].

However, until now, I haven't made any new progress. ”

Sherlock nodded, and at the same time couldn't help but sigh, if even Erin couldn't find more clues, it meant that this No. 37 experimenter was deliberately hidden, hidden very deeply. In this era when information is only stored in writing, and audio is transmitted only through the gramophone, if someone really wants to bury a piece of the past professionally, then it only takes a year, and what he hides is likely to never see the light of day in the real sense.

Sherlock and Erin clearly understood this, so in the cottage, they both fell silent for a moment.

Abruptly.

"Suzu ~ Suzu ~ Suzu ~"

A phone rang, Erin looked at the phone hanging on the wall in a daze, then got up and walked over, and put the earpiece in front of her ear: "."

She didn't make a sound, just listened quietly, and didn't know what was said on the other side of the phone, her beautiful lips pursed slightly, and her expression seemed to show some heaviness, and after a few seconds, she didn't say a word, and hung up the phone again.

Then, the wine looked at Sherlock a little sober:

"There's finally a movement on Vice President Holke's side, speaking of which, that old guy isn't too stupid after all, a bad news, an even worse news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Bad one."

"The group of people who chased you today should have been regarded as cannon fodder by him for a long time, anyway, from the beginning, he didn't expect those people to come back, so not long after that group of guys set off, the Supreme Court of the administrative state received an anonymous phone call, saying that there would be an extremely vicious murder near the No. 11 bridge of the Academy of Sciences today."

Sherlock nodded, and didn't seem to react much, cannon fodder is generally used in two ways, first, let them fight hard; Second, let them fight for their own lives, and then in turn threaten each other with the death of these people themselves.

This kind of measurement used by the London underground gangsters is very shameless, but it works, and Sherlock is not surprised by this.

"What's worse?"

"Instead of knowing what method he used, he had persuaded 11 newspapers except the Holy Bulletin that he wanted to go past the immediate family of the deceased and forcibly announce the old dean's death.

If I'm not mistaken, soon a large number of journalists will be invited to the School of Life Sciences.

This old guy seems to be in a hurry suddenly, this kind of death announcement that does not care about it will not be officially recognized, but if public opinion is spilled out, it will be difficult to take it back.

When the time comes. If there is no way to prove that the old dean died in murder.

That's all we just talked about.

It's likely that it won't be able to get it back. ”

Hearing this, Sherlock's face finally showed a hint of caution, he thought for a while, and asked lightly:

"How long do I have?"

Erin looked at the clock on the wall, "If I'm not wrong, there's five hours left at most." ”

The empire was very strict about the death of the upper classes of society.

Because it involves the distribution of various inheritances, the inheritance of nobility, and even the continuation of some kind of glory in the Holy See, etc.

In short, it can't be an outsider shouting about someone's death, so everyone really thinks that this person is dead, so Holke's behavior is very unruly.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for any newspaper to really comply with his request and publish the news of the old dean's death, and this situation must be fueled by a pair of big hands behind the scenes.

In short, the collective report of 11 publications must have caused an uproar on that day, and the people of the empire were blind, and they could not even take care of their own acres and thirds of land all day long, how could they have the time to dig out the conspiracy between these words.

So what to write. That's what it is.

On the top floor of the main experimental area of the Academy of Life Sciences, Vice President Holke put down his teacup with satisfaction.

Looking at the factories below, those intertwined pieces of shining street lamps, he finally leaked a dusty smile.

Tomorrow morning, a large number of reporters will pour in, and when the time comes, as long as they publish this information, then under the overwhelming public opinion, those who are alive can be said to be dead, and those who are dead will never be able to turn over.

Darwin's death from the failure of an experiment is a foregone conclusion.

Vice President Holker is very confident in this!

Because a few years ago, he personally invited a young man named [Duncan] into his operating room.

From beginning to end, only three people knew about this matter.

One is himself, the other is Duncan himself, and the last one is an assistant who has been with him for 20 years!

And when he thought of that beautiful assistant who was not yet 40 years old, his heart dimmed a little.

I have to say that she is a good girl, who has been by her side since she graduated, and her extreme admiration for science has also made her naturally obsessed with herself.

Even, regardless of the age gap, she is ready to resolutely marry herself, no, she doesn't even need to get married, she just wants to stay by her side all the time.

However. I had to kill her in the end.

As I said earlier, there are only three people who know about Duncan.

Naturally, Duncan will never be able to speak, so as long as she dies, this matter will be buried forever.

What's that girl's name?

Well, the busyness of the past few years has made him forget the name that has been called for 20 years, but it doesn't matter, think about how many people in this world are unknown, and how many people die every minute, so the death of a young life will drive the change of the empire in a few years, then this person's death has value.

Thinking of this, the smile on Vice Dean Hallk's face resurfaced, and he turned around to turn off the lights in his office and walked out.

No one can find Duncan, and no one can find the method and evidence that he killed the old dean.

It's a few hours before dawn and it's all over, so take advantage of this time to take a little rest.

How many days.

Finally, I was able to get a good night's sleep.

(End of chapter)