The newspaper at the front has been strictly ordered by the military to be confiscated, and it is not even allowed to be circulated in other military regions, let alone taken out of the strait.

But where there are people, there must be means, and the things depicted in this newspaper can be regarded as the first big news in recent years, and can even be compared with the Pope's accession to the throne, the emperor's abdication and so on, so even in the face of the military's strict investigation, someone finally took the risk and took it out of the war zone with extremely thrilling means.

And it is precisely because of the hard-won popularity of these newspapers, and their excessively large influence, that they can only circulate in some upper circles.

Unfortunately, today's Holy Highness is undoubtedly the top group of people in this circle

As for Irene. Miss Adler, not to mention her status, it makes perfect sense that people have spent millions to buy a newspaper.

Therefore, at this moment, these two women, who are extremely strong in their respective fields, are not in a very good mood after reading the same newspaper in different places.

What's so good about that woman named Nightingale?

Okay, even if she is a woman, she has to admit that her appearance is indeed impeccable.

But whether it is the saint of today, or the lady of Irene, it is not bad, and there should always be a little self-knowledge, as long as Sherlock looks like that, if he is with Miss Nightingale, won't he be stressed?

Besides, a woman is not a vase, you can't just look at the face, but also the ability.

That woman can only cure the disease, but she alone, no matter how powerful she is, can only treat a few hundred people at a time, and Mrs. Hudson, as a holy woman, if the medical reform is implemented in the major dioceses, so that the devotional worship of believers can be included in the priority of disease cure, the more devout believers can get more preferential medical treatment, which can not only make people's faith stronger, but also make the medical focus more equal, and enjoy the top medical treatment, It is no longer just a treatment for aristocrats.

In this way, the medical cause of the empire will have a more far-reaching impact than Nightingale's travels around the world.

Ms. Erin is more simple and direct, she can set up a fund with backward compatibility with medical conditions, and the upper class people invest money in the fund, so that they can enjoy the preferential treatment brought by the fund in addition to medical treatment, which not only allows people in various fields to have a platform for communication, but also can use the invested fund as a mortgage for the previous paragraph, not afraid of the two sides suddenly regretting in the middle of some business, and if these funds are invested in the drug research and development industry, it will definitely have a great improvement in medical prices.

So, what's so good about that woman at Nightingale?

Come to think of it, it may be nothing more than the advantage of being close to the water and getting the moon first.

Hmph, rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest, men are really not a good thing!

"Aqiu~~"

Sherlock, who was far away in the extreme south of the planet, suddenly sneezed, he rubbed his nose, and felt that he had really been tired recently, and without the blessing of the dream realm, he actually had a little precursor to a cold.

These days, he is not doing well in his small camp, originally in the last mission, he alone with a dozen large demons in the wilderness, saving trapped soldiers, slaughtering the entire demon group, in the minds of the soldiers, no matter how they think about it, they should have established a very good image.

In fact, it is true, now that he is wandering around the base, he is seen by other soldiers, and they all greet him with a smile, and some of them don't care whether they are commanders or not, or even whether they are soldiers or not, anyway, they immediately stand up and salute, extremely respectful.

But

The sound of chasing and intercepting and taking pictures from the hidden corners from time to time gave Sherlock a headache, in fact, with his observation ability, he had already discovered the bastard reporters hiding in the corner of the barracks waiting for the opportunity to take pictures secretly, but he couldn't go up and break the legs of these bastards. Well, otherwise, pick one night, really touch their barracks, and make an example of chickens and monkeys.

Also, leaving aside these reporters, his colleague, partner, and roommate John Brown. Watson has a lot of opinions about himself recently, although he didn't say it explicitly, but occasionally woke up in the middle of the night, and when he opened his eyes, he found a person standing by his bed, staring at himself directly, who could stand it, and with his own alertness, he didn't even notice how long the other party was standing by the bed.

In addition, during the day, Watson always intentionally or unintentionally spilled coffee on his cover, and when he walked, he accidentally touched the hanger, leaving his only remaining windbreaker on the ground, and then he didn't notice it for a while, and stepped on it with a big stride.

This behavior made Sherlock unable to stay in the barracks more and more.

In desperation, he went to the demon containment area at the rear of the war zone to see how his crimson injuries were recovering.

On the front lines, the Contractors are a group of special soldiers with extremely strong combat power, and their weapons are not guns or chariots, but these Contract Demons.

Therefore, there is a huge containment chamber in the rear of each war zone, where all the demons of the war zone contractor are stored, and the strategic handover with the demon breeding ground and other matters are all here.

Sherlock is not a member of the military, but he is also a contractor, and his crimson is now here to heal his injuries, so he is naturally qualified to enter, and under the guidance of some armed soldiers, he pushed open a small door for humans to enter and exit, and it was also the first time he saw this huge warehouse like a factory manufacturing workshop, and the demonic tranquilizer containers hanging above his head were constantly transported to various areas along the zipline, and those pipes of different colors were all over the edge of the building, dazzling to look at, but on closer inspection, they were well organized.

After a huge space with a height of twenty or thirty meters, he was led into another area in the rear, where some demons who had been injured during the mission and needed to be treated were stored, and some staff in chemical costumes were tightly inserting the repair solution into the interfaces of some containers, and those containers were full of bloody huge bodies, and the drainage device at the lower end was constantly pouring a large amount of blood into the underground pipes.

After a brief exchange with one of the head of the treatment chambers, Sherlock finally saw his own crimson.

In the recent mission with Major General Ulysses, Crimson was seriously injured, and then urgently followed to the Demon Tide War Zone, in the continuous high-intensity operations, the wounds that had not fully healed were torn again, and the new wounds and old wounds were combined, making this terrifying giant who should have looked invincible now look a little embarrassed.

In the repair solution, the green bubbles are constantly gurgling upward, and clear fracture lines can be seen on the exoskeleton, and between the bare scarlet muscles, the continuous flow of blood makes the repair solution rapidly discolor and oxidize, so that the liquid needs to be constantly replaced to allow the repair process to continue.

Sherlock and Crimson are so closely connected that unlike ordinary contractors, even if they are soaked in the solution, they can feel the slightest pain feedback on their bodies at close range.

Next to the container, several staff members were recording something against a row of responsible pipes and rotating hands, and Sherlock walked over:

"Hello, I'm the contractor of this demon, may I ask how long it will take for this guy to be put back into service."

Several staff members were stunned.

Originally, they were shocked by the terrifying injuries of this demon, and they couldn't understand what kind of guy made his demon look like this, wasn't he afraid that he would die because of the backlash?

After hearing those rumors about this demon controller on the battlefield, as well as the recent boiling tabloid news, I couldn't help but look at the man in front of me repeatedly, both shocked, curious, and of course, there was an inexplicable admiration, and hurriedly responded:

"Please rest assured, it will only take half a month for your contract demon to be alive again."

"Half a month" Sherlock frowned: "Why is it so long?" ”

Of course he didn't know that on the front line, demons were a precious combat force, and under normal circumstances, as long as it was not an urgent war, it was necessary to let these demons enter the battlefield in an intact manner, otherwise if they really died because of some hidden injuries, it would be a big loss.

After listening to the explanation, Sherlock also expressed his understanding, but it would be too uncomfortable to let himself be so idle, and continue to stay for half a month, those bastard reporters don't talk about it, just Watson, maybe he is really poking and probing now, how to assassinate himself.

thereupon

"I think it's just soaked in the repair solution, isn't the progress a little slow, can't we focus on the wound, such as holding a big needle and inserting it directly into the demon's body, so that the effect of the medicine can directly affect the wounds of the muscles or internal organs, which should speed up the efficiency a lot."

Listening to this kind of suggestion, the corners of the eyebrows of several staff members twitched in embarrassment, thinking, the demon is not a factory machine, is it too hasty for you to do this.

But in fact, theoretically speaking, it is possible to do this, take humans as an example, injecting the medicine into the muscles and blood vessels, the effect must be faster than bathing.

But the behemoth in front of him is a demon after all. Generally, after the demon is seriously injured, its contractor will definitely not be better, at least dizzy, or more bedridden, so after the war, it is already a norm to soak the demon in a solution with a sedative, besides, the injury is such a thing, and you can only see the surface, where is the injury inside, the internal muscles are torn, or the bones are cracked. Humans don't have clairvoyance, how can they know, and even if they do, can they lift the demon out of the container and give it a hanging bottle? Wouldn't that be the only way to keep the contractor in control of his demon all the time? How much effort does it take?

Sherlock seemed to see the distress of several staff members in front of him, and smiled indifferently:

"Actually, you don't have to think about anything else, and you don't have to think about whether the operability can be realized, as long as it can be successful in theory, I'll take care of the rest."

The staff's expression became cautious, what does it mean to "just leave it to me"?

Sherlock didn't explain much: "Anyway, let this guy out." He said, pointing to the huge container in front of him.

"What?!" The staff was taken aback: "I'm sorry sir, this is not good, the contract demon belongs to the military combat force, and only when the military gives an order, the demon of the contract can be released, you can't be unaware." ”

"Eh" Sherlock pulled a long voice: "Don't say it, I really don't know yet, because I'm not from the military." ”

“？？？” Several people in front of them were stunned.

"Also, this demon is my private property, if you don't believe it, you can go and call the Academy of Life Sciences, of course, you can also ask the demon breeding ground, if you can't get in touch with it, I can call the current Pope, because this demon is his pardon and belongs to my name, and the island of Odilia should have a clear record.

In short, the reason why this big guy is now on the front line is that the military secretly transported it all the way without my consent, and if I want to be more serious, I can sue the front line for theft. ”

Speaking of this, these staff members couldn't help but stare at each other and cast incredible glances.

Sued the front-line military for theft???

What the fuck is going on?

"So, get it out of here, I just want to speed up the treatment a little bit, and I don't want to kill this guy."

After a few more minutes of logical rape, the big brothers in front of them seemed to feel that something was wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, they really felt that they had no right to continue soaking this demon in the container, anyway, in the end, the container where Crimson was was slowly opened, and this giant creature seven or eight meters tall finally walked out.

In the past few days, because of that photo, the entire military region has been immersed in a very delicate atmosphere, and those war correspondents certainly did not dare to trouble Nightingale, so most of the pressure was on Sherlock.

Of course, she didn't make it happen, but it had something to do with her, and after a few days of ideological struggle, the respected girl seemed to feel that she had caused some trouble to Sherlock, and that she should find a time to apologize to him.

After some questioning, she was led by several soldiers to the demon's containment chamber.

Although she is not qualified to enter here, it is also unimpeded, and no one will stop her along the way.

And when that door is opened.

"Ahh

This girl, who has a strong psychological endurance, couldn't help but cover her slightly open mouth in surprise.

(End of chapter)