Sherlock continued to look at each other until a few seconds later, when Her Highness seemed to feel the temperature change on her face, and then avoided the other's gaze.

"Can you tell me?" Sherlock finally asked.

"Hmm." Mrs. Hudson nodded, pretending to be casual: "I told you before that my father moved to London when he was a child, but I didn't tell you, in fact, my hometown is in Bohemia, a small city more than 1,400 kilometers away from London. ”

Such a sentence made Sherlock subconsciously bite between his teeth, and the slight pain made countless thoughts flash through his mind

The take-off of the airship, the third-order contractor who had parachuted into London, the suicide of a local government official, etc., etc., etc., but he did not interrupt Hudson, but continued to listen carefully.

And in the other party's narration, Sherlock also found that the development of the whole thing seemed to be full of strange energy.

A few months ago, the airship descended from the sky and turned into a sea of fire on earth, in which the Holy Son of the Holy See was nearly killed.

And after that disaster, no one could stop the wrath of the Holy See, regardless of whether the hostile forces were covering up the truth, or the Holy See was taking this opportunity to massacre important personnel of the opposing forces, anyway, in the investigation, there were very few clues that could be obtained.

But even so, there are still some physical evidence that have been forcefully pulled out.

Like, there's a letter.

The letter was dissected in the stomach of the head of the Bohemian airport, when someone from the Department of Adjudication burst into his office, but he swallowed it long before that.

It's just that I didn't expect the Holy See to search so hard, and if you die, you have to dig up the inside and outside of the body.

And on the small piece of paper left in the gastric juice, there are several airships that have fallen from the sky, hiding the order of waiting in the airport!

Hand! Write! Target!

In other words, if the person who wrote the letter is found, then even if he is not behind it, he is an important figure in this series of events.

At that time, the person in charge of collecting evidence was very excited, because the comparison of handwriting has a certain notarization effect in this era. Unfortunately, such hard-won evidence was found to be of no use in the subsequent investigation.

Because the trial court compared countless people involved, but did not find the writer of the letter.

Among them, even Augustine the Great.

However, the contrast of the emperor's handwriting is very special, not that the handwriting is different, but that this nearly 100-year-old man has not been able to trace any of his handwriting.

Yes, as incredible as it sounds, he never seemed to have written in his decades as an emperor!

All orders seem to have been communicated by telephone, recording, face-to-face discourse, and all written documents were not signed by himself, but with the special seal of the Emperor.

In short, he did not leave a single word in the world!

This is really a deep sense of despair

However, no one thought that the one who broke this despair was Her Highness the Holy Maiden, who had not participated in the investigation of this incident from beginning to end!

No, it would be more accurate to say that it was not her who broke it, but her grandfather, an old man who had already died during the second demonic invasion, dead for more than 30 years.

The method of breaking is also very incredible, going back more than half a century.

At that time, the old man was still very young, living in a small town called Bohemia, and his job was a copyist.

At that time, the paper products industry was not as durable as it is now, and after a few years, it would become very fragile due to moisture, dryness, and other reasons, so it was necessary to rewrite a copy every ten years, so as to preserve it for a long time.

At the same time, there was no mature printing technology in that era, so if you want to expand, you really have to find a scribe to rewrite it one by one.

And this old man once wrote a batch of discharge applications for an orphanage in Bohemia for 12 years.

At that time, scribes generally had two incomes, the first was naturally a commission for copying texts, and the other was to pack and sell the copied manuscripts, and the pages of these manuscripts would be broken up into pulp and re-bleached to make new paper.

Anyway, Mrs. Hudson's grandfather had deposited the orphanage's discharge application in his cellar.

After that, this scribe changed his career to become a farmer because of the popularization of printing technology, and also experienced many major events such as marrying a wife, having children, changing the emperor's throne, reforming and changing, and many other major events, but these had nothing to do with him as a small common man, he just lived very safely until the second demon invasion, and then was gnawed to death by the demon that suddenly appeared on the street, plain, similar to most people.

It's just that he forgot that there were still stacks of unsold waste paper, which were left in the cellar, and this was a long, long time, until his wife fled to London with her son; until his wife dies and his son grows up; long enough that he had a granddaughter who inherited his Hudson surname; By the time the time the Hudson had become a saint of the Holy See!

It was only at this time that her ancestral home in the small town called Bohemia finally attracted attention.

"So. The people of the Holy See went to your ancestral house and renovated it? ”

"Hmm." The landlady nodded: "My father has such a wish, he has been lying unconscious in bed for so many years, and he has suffered a lot, and after waking up, he wants to go back to his hometown for the rest of his life, and I can't help but agree." ”

"Those old papers, after being left for so long, have they not broken?"

"It's 80% broken, a stack of piles pressed by a stack of them in the cellar, the outer layer is moldy, but there are always some who survived, the staff in charge of cleaning up the debris at that time didn't know what it was, didn't dare to throw it away, and the name Augustine, you can also imagine, the huge letter "A", people see it, they will always subconsciously glance at it. ”

Sherlock listened to the whole process, although it made sense from the timeline and logic, and if this handwriting comparison was really the same as Augustine the Great, it was likely that it could really prove from the side that the emperor of the empire was the person behind the London crash.

This kind of thing is undoubtedly exciting.

But Sherlock didn't seem to be particularly excited, but frowned slightly

In the darkness of the night, a horse-drawn carriage drove out of the city and headed for the hidden factory.

Sherlock sat in the carriage, silent the whole time.

A handwriting from decades ago suddenly appeared, and it happened to be on the eve of the Imperial Succession Ceremony, the same handwriting as the mastermind of a catastrophe, and it happened to be the relic of the current Holy Virgin's grandfather, and it happened to be among the pages that should have been wet or weathered, and a few of them with evidence were preserved.

To be honest, this kind of thing requires too many coincidences, and if too many coincidences come together, it seems that something is not quite right.

Inexplicably, Sherlock thought of Watson a few months ago when he was talking to himself about the Day of Love.

At that time, because Moriarty fled the scene regardless of it, the entire church fell into a kind of confusion, and the chief priest of the Holy Light Temple, who presided over the ceremony at that time, emphasized that the Holy Maiden did not necessarily have to marry the Holy Son, the Holy Maiden was the Holy Maiden, the Holy Woman was the Holy Woman, the person appointed by the Holy Light, there was no reason, the world just had to accept it.

At the time, these words sounded like they were forced to relieve the embarrassment of the Holy Son's escape from marriage.

But now that I think about it, it seems to have a different meaning.

'The Light is all-knowing and all-powerful, knowing the past and the future. ’

This truth, known to the whole Empire, began to slowly haunt Sherlock's heart.

Could it be that when the Holy Light appointed the Holy Maiden, he had already seen such a future? Mrs. Hudson also said just now that the Holy Maiden is similar to the messenger of the Holy Light in the earth, so could this series of coincidences have been drawn up a few months ago?

But can such a thing really be seen in the future?

Sherlock, of course, saw no future, and he could only continue to think about the meaning of the appearance of this handwriting.

In fact, to be honest, a piece of handwriting is useless at all, no one will think that with a few words, an old man who has been sitting on the imperial throne for decades can be dragged down, after all, after such a long interval, the handwriting may have changed a long time ago, and besides, this case does not need to be investigated at all, and the murderer has long been known.

What matters is how to get the murderer to admit that he is the murderer

He looked up and looked through the roof of the carriage to the endless night sky beyond the sky, as if to see what the Holy Light was.

The carriage entered the factory, and Sherlock did not look to see if the facilities in the factory were completed, but directly sat on the elevator and headed towards George. Romanis walked to his office.

With a knock on the door, the 50-year-old factory leader opened the door and looked at Sherlock in front of him suspiciously:

"The restoration of the facility is still ongoing, and it may not be completed until tomorrow afternoon, so I suggest you take advantage of this time to rest for a while, otherwise the rest of the time will be difficult."

He thought that the other party wanted to start work quickly, so he explained.

However, Sherlock digressed the subject: "The soul vision device is not damaged, is it?" ”

"No, what's wrong?"

"I'd like to see Crimson."

(End of chapter)