Sherlock was still in the golden, white light.

But this was what he saw, and to others he was just standing in a daze, and the landslides and tsunamis in his head, and the whispered conversations to the light, all existed only in his own mind.

He was surprised, it was very novel, it seemed that after being promoted to the second stage, the power that the touch with the twisted sun in the sky had brought to him had not yet been fully revealed.

However, he didn't have time to think too much about anything else right now.

"Duncan. Do you know Duncan? He asked.

In fact, this question sounds a little ridiculous, into an inexplicable voice in my head, say a name I don't know who it is, and then I want to get an old past that has long been erased.

This looks like the self-deception of a paranoid person.

However, Sherlock asked anyway.

And, his temple of thought responded.

"Yes." And immediately after: "You want to meet him?" ”

"Yes!"

"He's 7.41 kilometers away from you, do you need me to show you the way?"

The soft voice spoke unhurriedly, causing Sherlock's mind to begin to buzz.

7.41 km

With his memory, he had already drawn the map of the Life Science Academy in his head, so he could quickly guess where that location was.

At the same time, an idea that had made him tense his muscles all the time was also verified by a certain madness.

However, this is not enough. Sherlock's mind came straight to the test schedule that Hopkins had given him at the detective meeting, which had been written more than two years ago.

"I wonder where Duncan was two years ago on November 24th? And what happened to him after that? ”

"Of course, do you want me to repeat it to you, or do you want to see it yourself?"

See for yourself???

Sherlock didn't understand what this meant at first glance, so curiosity drove him: "I'm going to see for myself." ”

Next second.

"As you wish."

Before the words fell, Sherlock only felt that he had exploded, as if he had fallen thousands of kilometers in an instant, exactly the same feeling as when he was pulled into the universe by the twisted sun, and when he came to his senses, Catherine in front of him was gone, and the surrounding yard, lawn, and the servants who built the flower beds were all gone.

I'm already in a hallway.

And less than three meters away from his position, there was a closed door.

Sherlock looked around, then saw a clock hanging on the wall, which showed the time at two o'clock, and looked out the window at night, which should be early morning.

So, he walked to the door, then reached out and tried to push it open.

Then he was surprised to find that he couldn't reach out at all, and he didn't even have a body.

He became a perspective again, just like he had when he had just been promoted to the second stage.

Sherlock didn't know what this state meant, but he remembered that he had fallen like a drop of rain into the roof of the hospital, passing through several floors of ceiling-to-ground space, and seeing Moran, the maid being rescued.

So what about now.

Sherlock took a few steps forward, or rather, floated some distance.

Then his gaze passed through the closed door, unobstructed. At the same time, he also saw the scene behind the door.

It was an operating room, 12 high-exposure gas lamps overhead intertwined with each other, the bright light swallowed the shadows below, Sherlock had no body, but he could see, he could smell naturally, he could clearly smell the smell of disinfectant in the air around him, and he could hear it at the same time.

"Teacher's lobotomization has been completed."

This is a woman's voice, it doesn't sound very old, and looking over along the voice, you can see a woman in a surgical gown standing next to the operating table, wearing a mask, you can see from the leaking eyes and skin, it's not good-looking, but it's definitely not ugly, but the long iron drill in her hand makes her look a little scary, and there are some sticky brain tissue on the iron drill.

Lobotectomy is a very simple operation, but it is a common clinical method for the treatment of schizophrenia, depression and some anxiety disorders.

In this way, the patient's mental illness is cured. Not only is he no longer manic and crazy, but he is even obedient like a doll, and he will never do anything else except eat and sleep.

"Very well, the next thing is the key, remember to avoid the main blood vessels." Another voice came.

Immediately, a man who was also wearing a surgical gown walked out from behind one side of the wall, and even if he had a mask and hat fully worn, he could still recognize that it was Vice President Holke.

The woman looked at the vice dean's eyes with undisguised admiration, but in an instant, she retracted and seriously picked up a medical notebook: "Experimenter, Duncan. Tim Burton, 25 years old, in good health, in good mental state, with no history of illness, was initially assessed to be able to continue to undergo limb excision and skin peel surgery after undergoing prefrontal lobe destruction. ”

Some cruel words were gently spat out of the woman's mouth, and on the operating table in front of him, a young man was lying.

He was naked at this time, and the straps on his hands and feet could be seen, and his whole person was firmly trapped on the operating table, his head was fixed by a steel plate, and there was a small hole less than half a centimeter in diameter in the left eye socket, and there was blood flowing out of the edge at this time.

The young man was twitching, his eyes turning upward, looking pained, but not making the slightest sound.

"I'm in charge of the upper limbs, and you're in charge of the lower limbs, at the same time, pay attention to stop the bleeding!" Vice Dean Holker said, then took out an oxygen mask and snapped it over Duncan's face.

Immediately, he took out two more saws.

One was held in his hand, and the other was handed to the female assistant on the other side.

It can be seen that the female assistant's eyes show a trace of unbearability, but the admiration for Vice Dean Holke makes her ignore the kindness in her heart, and it is estimated that she is telling herself that everything she is doing at this time is for science.

So, she placed the saw in her hand at Duncan's femur junction.

"Squeak ~ Squeak ~ "

Bursts of tooth-sore sounds began to echo in the operating room, accompanied by the sound of some blood spurting out, and in order to avoid excessive bleeding, some wounds that could not be stopped by drugs were simply used to directly use hot metal tubes to roast the surrounding flesh and burn the flesh.

Although it is rough, this kind of operation, in the entire empire, can be regarded as the highest-end.

Sherlock watched from the sidelines, taking in the extremely rigorous and bloody scene, and at the same time, he watched Duncan's bloodshot eyes throughout the whole process, his mouth had already opened to the limit, and the corners of his lips were torn, but he couldn't make any sound.

His throat and glottis should have been treated, and the reason why he was not injected with anesthetic drugs should be to observe his reaction, after all, it is easy to die of surgery at this level.

And just like that, this pain went on for a long, long time.

I also have to admit that Vice President Holker can become the second person in charge of the Life Science Park, which is really a talent and strength that ordinary people dare not reach, such an operation, under normal circumstances, at least a whole medical team dares to try, and he, with only one assistant, completed it.

Moreover, Duncan survived, though he probably didn't want to

Because immediately after

"The experimenter has been injected with stimulants and is ready for surgery to strip skin tissue and part of the muscle."

The cold voice of the female assistant came again.

No one knows if Duncan, who was cut and destroyed in his frontal lobe, can understand this sentence, let alone what kind of despair and pain he will experience in his heart after hearing this sentence, but he can't do anything now.

And Vice Dean Holker didn't even look at him.

He just turned around and walked to the other side of the operating room. Then, a small demon was brought out.

This demon may have fallen asleep under the influence of demonic sedatives, it has a hairy body, not too long limbs, and the overall appearance is more than half a meter long.

Actually, it's not so much a demon as a cute little domestic pet.

(End of chapter)