.”

Sherlock looked at the people in front of him, smoking a little more slowly.

Just finished the part of the speech on stage, his heart was still quite nervous, half of the cigarette was smoked, and the applause not far away had not stopped, Jasmine thanked herself very sincerely just now, anyway, these things made Sherlock in a good mood.

At this time, there were so many people who were unhappy.

Assassination of Augustine the Great?

What year is this about Chen Sesame and rotten grain?

Moreover, no matter how you think about it, this matter should be drowned in the tide of history, and even the current emperor has already recorded an indictment of the crimes of Augustine the Great and is about to make it public.

How could a group of guys suddenly appear and use this reason to arrest Sherlock.

"Who's giving the order?" He asked faintly.

No one responded to the question, except that a government official came up and took out a pair of handcuffs: "Please cooperate with our work." ”

“.” It's such a very ridiculous scene again, and it's even a little ridiculous, now in the entire empire, there shouldn't be a few people who don't know their identity, in this case, most people must also know what they have done and what they are capable of doing.

But why do you still hold a pair of handcuffs, expecting yourself to take the initiative to reach out?

No matter how strong this pair of handcuffs is, does it restrain itself?

Sherlock pinched the cigarette in his hand, smiled and shook his head, just like he just said, he was in a good mood today, so he staggered past the government official in front of him, ready not to worry about these guys who came out of nowhere.

Just a few steps away

He saw a slender figure walking towards him from the direction of the auditorium, and his steps were still a little anxious.

It's Erin. Miss Adler.

Behind her, in the distance, the bodyguard named Godfrey could be seen standing in the doorway of the church, looking cautiously out the door.

"What's wrong?"

Sherlock said in confusion.

Erin came to Sherlock's side, looking a little puzzled, but said in a deep voice, "I don't know what happened to you again, but outside the church, the people from the Sheriff's Administration have already surrounded the church. ”

The London Public Security Service is a joint agency between the Holy See and the government, in fact, a few years ago, Sherlock and Watson also worked in this department, but because of an airship crash that year, all the people in the Public Security Service died, and Sherlock and Watson also passively separated.

After many years, the next member of the Authority suddenly blocked the wedding scene of his predecessors, which is really a bit dramatic.

What is even more puzzling is why these people did this, they should know who is in the concierge of this church today.

Could it really be that their own assassination of Augustine the Great was so big that they rushed over and arrested themselves no matter what?

It doesn't make logical sense.

But it was a wedding now, and he couldn't delay the wedding for his own reasons, so Sherlock quickened his pace and walked to a small door on the side of the church and looked out.

Four or five carriages stopped in front of the main entrance of the church, some people had already gotten out of the car, and were standing at the door, cautiously looking this way, there were many horse-drawn carriages parked on the side of the road, and then looking into the distance, those subtle horses' hooves and the soft sound of the engine turning, indicating that there were still people rushing towards this side one after another.

Not only from the Association of the Administration of Justice, but also the London Guard.

"I don't know what's going on yet, but let's get out of here." Sherlock sensed that something was getting more and more wrong, so he said to Erin, who had just walked by beside him.

"Okay."

Without any doubts, and without wasting even a second, the conversation between Erin and Sherlock could go on for a long time in the warmth of a private room, but in some cases, it was always the ultimate simplicity.

And with Erin's words, Godfrey next to him quickly disappeared by the door.

This fierce wanted criminal, who had killed more than a dozen second-order contractors and even murdered a Pope by virtue of his identity as an ordinary human being, has always been a person that Sherlock admires very much.

Ten seconds later

"Doodoo——— Doot———"

A casual-sounding sound, but it was a well-defined rhythmic exchange between Erin and Godfrey rang out.

Looking out the door, Godfrey drove a car that he didn't know where he got it, and he didn't know what method he used, and he appeared in the convoy of the London Public Security Administration.

Sherlock looked at the trajectory of the convoy and the two tire prints that passed delicately from the side of the road, and guessed how this guy drove the car to the door of the church, and couldn't help but wonder how bold Irene's bodyguard brother was.

Anyway, Sherlock walked straight out of the church, and then stepped into a car under the gaze of countless cautious eyes.

For the first few seconds, most people thought Sherlock had followed the arrest process and was ready to be investigated, until they saw a woman following him and stepping into the car.

Well? Who is that woman?

Wearing a formal dress, it's definitely not from the Public Security Bureau.

Wait, why does this car look so raw?

A few strange questions appeared in the minds of some people, and it was only a few seconds before and after, and at this moment, there was a soft 'bang', and the woman got into the car and closed the door smoothly, and the next moment, buzzing!! The sound of the engine spinning violently suddenly appeared, and I saw that the car was idling for half a second in an unbelievable way, and then crashed into a car in front of it, rushed directly into the lawn on the side of the road, and drifted all the way to the other side of the road, going against the traffic, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in an unbelievable way.

“.”

“？？？”

The whole process was so short and unexpected, and it was only after a while that someone finally reacted: "Damn, I ran away!! ”

The man snorted, pulled open the door next to him, turned around and went after the car, and the rest of the people were also called back to their thoughts by this voice, and they got into the car one after another, and followed in a panic.

At this time, compared to the panicked pursuers in the distance, Godfrey's car was very quiet, and Sherlock and Erin in the back seat were both frowning, obviously thinking about something.

In London's upper town, the road that should have been quiet seemed to be unpleasant because of a few cars that were too fast, there was some standing water on the side of the road, and the high-speed rotation of the wheels splashed the water on the body of a certain noble young master, causing a lot of scolding, and then a large number of cars drove over the same position, making the noble young master shut up.

As for the rest of the carriages, they were all left far behind.

Moments later.

"It's hard to believe, but [the murder of Augustine the Great] seems to have suddenly become a reason to arrest me." Sherlock said lightly.

"There are not many people who know about this, and there are only a few people who can give orders based on this, and I am more concerned about why I want to arrest you. What did you do when you came back? ”

Sherlock frowned, obviously thinking about it as well, and responded casually, "I didn't do anything big, I just went to the Temple of Light." ”

To be able to say that kicking the door of the Holy Light Temple is so easy, it is estimated that Sherlock is the only one in the entire empire.

However, this incident does not seem to be the reason for his arrest, although the group of people in the temple naturally have the temperament of not treating human life as human life, they do have the ability to suddenly mobilize the government and the Holy See's armed forces.

But their actions were all about the Holy Light, and it was impossible to use the assassination of the Emperor as a pretext.

So at this juncture, who would suddenly arrest a man who was about to be glorified as a hero?

Sherlock continued to be quiet, he needed a reasonable explanation for the car chasing after him, he said that everything has a reason, and after throwing out all the impossibilities, the last thing left is the only answer.

Another moment passed.

"I did do a few other things." Sherlock said lightly, "I went to see Dante once. But I'm sure that Mistress Dante won't have the ridiculous idea of 'arrest me'.

So, it seems that there is only one reason left. ”

"What is it?" Erin asked cautiously.

"I went to see Mr. Franklin once."

“？？？” Erin fell silent, she didn't seem to know how to deal with it.

Franklin was a scientist she had invested in, and the research of this declining aristocrat had indeed ushered in a new era for the Empire, and at the same time, she and Moriarty had elected the scholar to become the current Emperor.

The process was complex, and Sherlock made many contributions.

It can even be said that it was Franklin's inauguration as emperor that closely linked the three of them together, and the subsequent change of attitude towards war and the beginning of the era of the Great Expedition were all pushed by Franklin's ascension.

The emperor, who has always shown himself in the most gentle manner, is, in a way, the most indispensable link in all events.

"So, what did you tell him?"

Sherlock was silent for a moment: "I told him that there is a human presence on the other side of the void rift. I told him that in fact, the humans on the other side have always had an idea, that is, to come to our world, so that they can prevent the continuation of the war.

And when I made the offer, Franklin said he agreed. ”

"Now it seems that our Royal Highness the Emperor seems to have lied to you."

Erin said faintly.

That's it!

Suddenly, a moment of information flashed through Sherlock's mind.

Ever since Sherlock spoke directly to the Light when he was in the Temple, the Temple of Thought in his mind seemed to be ignoring him, or rather, avoiding him.

But at this moment, the information in his mind came so suddenly, Sherlock's eyes suddenly showed a third-person perspective, and he clearly saw a straight line of red lines running across the side of his skull, and directly through, and then through Miss Erin's body next to him, and submerged into the seat of the car.

The picture of this moment is very short, less than a second, half a second, or even less than 0.1 seconds, if it is an ordinary person, it may just flash a white light in his mind, and he has no time to reflect whether he has seen anything, let alone the picture of that moment.

But Sherlock was certainly no ordinary person, and at this critical moment, he saw it, saw it very clearly, and understood the meaning of this scene, and at the same time, his body also made an incredibly fast reaction.

He jerked his body back, and stretched out a hand, quickly pressing Erin's body backwards, that is, at the same time, only to hear a loud "bang", Sherlock's side window glass directly shattered, a burning sensation against the tip of his nose, and then rubbed his shoulders and arms across the space in the car, through the seat next to Erin, leaving only a huge bullet hole with a little spark.

It was a sniper bullet.

If it weren't for the image in Sherlock's mind, the bullet would have pierced his head and killed Miss Erin beside him.

"Ah————!h

Erin screamed, and at the first time, she didn't react to what was happening, just screamed because Sherlock pushed herself, until she saw the bullet hole next to her that was less than a centimeter from her fingertips, and her face instantly turned pale.

Godfrey, who was driving, tensed all over, he must have heard the direction of the gunshot, and even recognized the model of the gun, knowing that there was a sniper aiming at his car somewhere, and between the lightning and flint, he jerked the steering wheel and pressed the whole person to the seat.

"Bow your head!!"

He shouted.

Erin had just walked on the verge of death, and she was shocked, but with this shout, she instantly adjusted her position, and did not continue to scream, just blindly nervous, but also silent.

Only Sherlock, still sitting straight in the speeding and spinning car, his expression was extremely focused, his eyes rotated with the drift of the car, always staring at the direction where the bullet came, from the position of the bullet just now, he could clearly deduce the direction of the shooter.

In the midst of the buildings in London's upper city, he stared at a small window on the top floor of one building after another, pushed open the door of a speeding car, and stepped out.

Meanwhile, in a small attic just a few blocks away, a middle-aged man with a sniper rifle frowned.

Because this very confident shot actually missed.

He didn't know why the man in the car had been able to dodge the special bullet, but time didn't allow him to think about it, as a professional, he saw Sherlock enter the visual blind spot of the building in the scope, so he got up directly, quickly disassembled the gun, and prepared to leave

Can be sudden.

"Knock knock~"

There was a knock on the door.

(End of chapter)