It was just a small black dot.

Then there were more small black dots, one after another, and there was no sound of the clouds collapsing, so at first no one noticed the change in the top of their heads, until someone raised their heads, and then the people around them saw each other's strange appearance and also raised their heads, only to see that there were already dense black dots falling towards the square, and the first batch of black dots could almost vaguely see their outlines, and some contractors with better visual ability even saw some strange bodies and sharp teeth rolling in the air, screaming.

All of them showed extremely confused and gradually frightened expressions, and after a few seconds, they could hold back one of them.

"it."

The time is back to half past seven in the morning.

A London suburban airship has finally taken off after being scrutinized by passengers.

It can't be helped, because after the announcement of the wanted notice about Sherlock, it caused quite a stir among the people of the empire, there were signs of marches or strikes everywhere, and some people who did not think it was a big deal seemed to have found an outlet to relieve their inner depression and take revenge on society, and the number of robberies of shops on the street increased more than ten times overnight, and also forced the major traffic ports to increase inspections.

However, just 20 minutes after the airship had already lifted off.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the door, waking up a sleepy passenger sitting in a luxury cabin.

Oh, it shouldn't be a knock on the door, it's a knock on the window, right next to the passenger's ear.

The passenger rubbed his eyes, looked out the window in a daze, and then saw a person outside the glass, smiling and knocking and greeting himself.

The passenger rolled over, very unhappy that someone was disturbing him when he was about to fall asleep, and he couldn't pay attention to the other party, no matter what he was selling.

Wait a minute!

Suddenly, the passenger's eyes widened, and he instantly lost his sleep, and then turned his head in disbelief and looked at the apologetic person outside who greeted him, with a question mark in his head.

It's on an airship.

In the next second, he noticed the appearance of the person outside the window, a trench coat that was blown as if it was about to be torn apart, his hair was dancing wildly in the air at an altitude of nearly a thousand meters, and the smiling face

Well, whether surprised or panicked, the passengers recognized each other anyway.

A wanted man was now holding the rim of the airship's cockpit with one hand, hanging from the other side of the window and greeting himself, uh, it wasn't supposed to be a greeting, but a gesture that looked like he was moving away from the window.

The passenger's body surpassed the reflection of his brain at this moment, and he jumped up from his seat with a snort, and shrank to the other side of the airship aisle, which also caused the dissatisfaction of the surrounding passengers, and they all looked at him in the sight, and then they all saw the incredible scene, only to see the person outside the window facing the wind at a height of nearly a thousand meters, holding the edge of a piece of glass with his hand, and began to tear it open.

People didn't realize what it meant, anyway, when the whole piece of glass was torn down and the huge air flow roared into the cockpit, screaming, panicking, all the sound was drowned out by the wind at the crack in the cabin, and people grabbed the seats and desperately fastened their seat belts to keep themselves from being swept out by the air current.

And the person who just broke in through the window was tidying up his clothes at the moment, rubbing his hair that had been blown away, and said apologetically: "I regret to inform everyone that this airship has been hijacked." ”

In order to prevent Sherlock from directly summoning demons in London's Victory Square, the temple closed the branch of the Holy Light in the entire area, from the Thames River as the dividing point, all the way to the huge area of 200 square kilometers in the lower city, without the help of demons, a third-order contractor would definitely not be able to hold a sniper bullet filled with sedative, even if it could, then two, three.

Once, during a military exercise, Major General Ulysses was able to hit Sherlock with a single shot against the crimson speed of more than 160 mph, as well as the scorching distortion of his vision and the obscuration of gunsmoke, and in the open square, as long as the target appeared, he was confident that he would definitely leave it.

But who would have thought that Sherlock was more than ten kilometers away, summoning a large number of demons first, crowding the entire airship cockpit, like an iron can, and drove to the top of Victory Square, and an airdrop of the demon army came.

The scouts hidden in the high places were stunned, the contractors mixed in the crowd below were stunned, and the demon transporters and military weapon operators parked in the alleys in the shadows of the major buildings were stunned, the weapons they possessed could easily block these demons, but they could not stop these demons from falling.

"Poof!" Bang.

The first demon accelerated at a height of nearly a thousand meters, and fell to the ground solidly, and the blood exploded directly, like a rotten watermelon falling to the ground, and the scarlet juice splashed out a lot.

"Puff~Puff~"

More and more demons fell to the ground, fell into the crowd, panic spread, people scattered and fled, but the square was too empty, there was no shelter at all, resulting in people having no place to escape for a while, the fire hydrant was smashed, the water inside sprayed out like an upside-down waterfall, the street lights were smashed, the power wires were exposed to blood and stagnant water all over the ground, and some people were convulsed by electricity.

In the panic, the command voice in the communication channel was half a beat slower before it sounded, and all the hidden combatants rushed out and aimed their weapons at the sky, regardless of whether it was useful or not, first smash these 'flesh bombs' in mid-air.

A large piece of flesh is more lethal when it is smashed down, but a small piece of minced flesh crackles down and has a wider range of damage, no one can figure out which is the better choice, but now there is no other way to deal with it.

"Hurry up and get the prisoner away!!"

In the communicator, I don't know whose voice sounded, and this voice made the soldiers in the square suddenly realize the key point.

Yes, no matter how chaotic it is, Sherlock's target is the death row prisoner named Jasmine, as long as the death row prisoner is protected quickly, it will be a mess.

I have to say that the members of the No. 221B wanted team are elites from various departments, and just as the words fell, an armored car quickly rushed through the crowd and came to the gallows, and several executioners and soldiers quickly stuffed Jasmine into the car, which was naturally specially reinforced, even if it was directly hit by the demon in the sky, it would not cause much damage.

In this way, the people in the square finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to evacuate the masses and retreat in an orderly manner.

A few minutes later.

The demon in the sky finally fell, and the entire Victory Square seemed to be drenched by a rain of blood, with broken flesh and corpses everywhere, and the statue of Dante in the center was smashed, and the majestic power armor was only half left, which looked a little desolate.

In the buildings on the outskirts of the square, the members of the task force had been repairing for a while, some of them were struggling to carry their companions who had been smashed into concussions, and some were pulling out the broken bones of the demons that were stuck in their bodies.

"Throwing demons from the sky, what the can humans come up with?" One of the contractors yelled angrily.

Because there is a soul connection between the contract demon and the contractor, the demon injury will lead to the contractor's backlash, so most of the time, the contractor takes care of his demon as a treasure, which is an inherent cognition, so no one can imagine that someone would treat the demon as a bomb as if they didn't want money, and they would transport so much at once.

"Heh, it's a bit unexpected, but what can we do, that woman named Jasmine is still in our hands!"

A soldier with a broken leg endured the pain of the bandage, gritted his teeth and said, indeed, it is not a big loss if the hostage is still in his hands.

"Fortunately, we reacted quickly, and protected the person first, otherwise maybe it was really robbed by that Sherlock, who shouted that voice in the communicator, and when the mission is over, apply for a second-class merit for him!"

The captain of the group smiled and said that although his men were extremely embarrassed, he was in a good mood to be able to take advantage of the miraculous Sherlock.

“.”

After a few seconds, there was silence, and no one answered.

"Haha, who first thought of protecting the hostages, good job." The squad leader asked again with a smile, then looked around and found that the soldiers around him were also looking around, but no one answered.

An atmosphere of unease permeated the crowd.

"What about the hostages?" The squad leader swallowed and asked.

"In the car, I saw the executioner pledge the person in."

"Oh, what about the car?"

“.”

“.”

In the crowd, there was silence.

Half a minute later, a special phone in a church rang suddenly.

"Click~"

The microphone was picked up, and in the panicked gasps on the other side, the voice of the team leader sounded: "Emergency, I want to find the Lord Justice!" ”

"I am."

"Ahh Your Excellency, Judge. Hostages, taken away. The voice on the phone was full of apprehension, after spending so much manpower and material resources, he didn't even see the shadow of the target, so he let him take the hostage, no one can bear the responsibility for such a big omission, the team leader held the microphone tightly, nervously waiting for the judge's reprimand.

Unexpectedly, the voice on the other side of the microphone seemed to be very calm: "Oh, did that guy snatch an airship, or did he blow up the whole ground?" ”

"Huh??" The team leader was stunned: "It's an airship." He airdropped a warehouse of demons down. ”

"Oh hehe, I see, you guys did a good job, let's close the team."

The judge of the trial court said with a smile, ignoring the already confused team leader on the other side, and slowly hung up the phone. The stained glass of the church divided the sunlight into tiny and colorful pieces, which shone on the Chancellor's robes and on his smiling, peaceful face.

"As I guessed, this guy chose heaven."

Opposite the Chancellor stood his most proud apprentice and successor to the next Judge of the Inquisition, Stanley. Hopkins.

It's just that at this time, this rare genius in a hundred years has no emotion on his face.

"That's what I'm talking about, if when dealing with an enemy who is too strong, we shouldn't think about how to cut off all of its back roads, but leave him some small opportunities in the side, so that the other party will naturally get in." The chief justice looked at the smug protégé's cold face, and continued to smile and say:

"I deliberately placed the execution address on London's Victory Square, that is, I saw the steam pipes that extend in all directions under Victory Square, since the city-wide electricity replacement in London half a year ago, those steam pipes have been abandoned, if calculated correctly, only 50 kilograms of explosives are needed to collapse half of the square, which is the first plan to save the hostages.

Through our previous analysis of Sherlock's personality and contractual ability, we found that he can actually create a wide range of panic from the air, but this method requires strong self-confidence and anticipation, after all, after hijacking the airship, he also needs the reception personnel on the ground to rescue the hostages.

I suspect that the new husband ——— should be the hostage. Peanuts act as helpers for their ground.

You see, the target really fell into my trap, and it was the better one.

Now, he is in the airship, above the clouds, there is no possibility of escape, only a small explosion, he has no way to live, even the most powerful contractor, it is impossible to resist the effect of gravity. ”

Before the words fell, Hopkins, who had been silent, finally spoke: "But what about the passengers on the airship? ”

The Chief Justice smiled: "Stella Sherlock is not an ordinary criminal, he has the ability to shake the structure of the empire, so this is not a simple trial of crimes, but war.

There is no right or wrong in war, and it is impossible to do war without innocent casualties.

All we can do is minimize the damage. ”

There is no right or wrong in war, it sounds unreasonable, but it is true, Hopkins has read a lot of historical documents, and he knows that before the opening of the holy calendar, innocent people died in war almost every moment between the kingdoms of this planet.

Maybe these people died willingly, maybe they died with endless resentment, in short, just like their teacher said, they can only try to minimize the damage.

But. He just felt that something was not right, and it made him feel awkward and uncomfortable all over.

In order to kill Sherlock, his teacher loaded bombs on all the airships in London in advance, and now, the airship that Sherlock was riding in has become a death row with nowhere to escape.

All it takes is a small explosion to wipe out the hidden dangers of the empire.

This should be the best ending.

"Well, I can understand your feelings, you have had a lot of crossovers with your targets, and even some of them, I took the initiative to ask you to approach Sherlock at that time." The Chief Justice said earnestly: "But you should understand that you are an officer of the Inquisition, and between the stability of the empire and friendship, you should know what to choose. ”

Hopkins' silence today is particularly stubborn, in fact, his teacher doesn't know that he once murdered some criminals who were not sentenced to death because he was too obsessed with the law, and the Ripper case that was in a uproar at that time also had his own figure, otherwise today, he would not have told himself so much.

"Alright, you go and rest." The trial judge, realizing that his student seemed reluctant to speak today, and thinking he understood why, waved his hand and motioned for him to leave.

And he himself is in charge of putting the finishing touches on it all.

After Hopkins left, he picked up the phone next to him and dialed a number.

"Yes, it's me, please let the Airship Air Control Bureau hook me in, I'm going to talk to Mr. Holmes directly."

(End of chapter)