Chapter 137 The Gathering of Clues
Moran is a maid with the most traditional concepts.
Well, it’s not that traditional. After all, there are still a few maids who run away from marriage with their master. However, as a maid, you should always restrain your sharpness when you are by your master.
But at this time Moran was behind Moriarty, as quiet as usual, silent, with his eyebrows and eyes lowered, but even so, he still attracted all his eyes.
Watson saw Sherlock's eyes and turned around and looked across the street.
Then he was stunned!
Even the eyes that had been squinting slightly could not help but open, revealing a strong sense of surprise.
Moran is still so tall and is wearing a constant maid outfit, but a mechanical arm is so eye-catching. The alloy steel spreads to the shoulders. In the position of the shoulder armor, a small steam turbine is embedded. Although it is very quiet at this time, no one knows what it will look like when it runs. Because the right maid top has not been customized, the soft fabric will always get stuck on the mechanical gears. It is helpless that this arm can only be exposed temporarily, and occasionally a trace of light appears in the not-so-bright sun.
Since the gate of hell opened and the empire began to vigorously develop steam, the Imperial Machinery Academy has become a backbone force in promoting the development of human science and technology. Although there have been rumors that the Machinery Academy has begun to pay attention to the overly cutting-edge discipline of "combination of man and machinery" decades ago. However, after so many years, no one knows how much research has been made on this topic, and no one has witnessed that a person can really have a mechanical arm.
At this time, in addition to the mechanical arm, the black eye mask on Moran's left eye was also a little too abrupt. He was wearing the most traditional maid outfit, fair skin, soft long hair, and quiet posture. In all these attributes, a pair of eye masks appeared stiffly.
Although this eye mask is connected to the maid's hairband and does not look as ferocious as pirates or the gamblers in the lower city, it always feels very strange, making people want to take a look.
In short, at this moment, a few people were crossing a long street, looking at me and I looked at you and I looked at you.
After a few seconds, Sherlock finally spoke:
"Well, since you've all come, please come in."
Sherlock was a little uncomfortable with so many people in the room, so he found a few chairs, which gave Moriarty and Watson a place to sit.
In fact, His Highness the Son and Watson have never met formally, and there is still a strange sense of getting along with each other.
"Hello, John Watson, retired military doctor."
"Hello, Moriarty, the Holy Son of the Holy See."
This kind of self-introduction with a very absurd feeling made Sherlock feel a little headache. If Watson's self-introduction is still the past, then the introduction of [Holy Son of the Holy See] will seem a bit awkward.
What's even more awkward is that the two people in front of them shook their hands friendly and kindly.
Of course, these two are not good at speaking. They both have strong ability to read and recognize people, so during such a simple meeting, they tried to read out some information about each other from the other's expression and words and deeds, but at the same time they also found that they could not see through each other at all.
In the end, only when they met each other and smiled, thinking that the other party was Sherlock's friend after all, it shouldn't be a simple person, so I felt relieved.
As for Moran, she did not sit down. Although she lost one eye and an arm, not dying was an extra gain for her; Nightingale's healing ability could not allow the lost limbs to grow back, but could repair all other injuries, so Moran was in good condition at this time.
As usual, she tried her best to fulfill the duties of a maid and started making tea for others, but found that Sherlock had no tea at home. In desperation, she could only pour three cups of hot water.
"Crack——" The kettle was squeezed and exploded.
"Bang--!" The knob of the gas stove was pressed directly into it, and a big hole was made in the entire stove!
"I'm sorry, my arms have not been well controlled." Molan frowned and looked at his arm worriedly.
"Let's do it ourselves." In order to avoid the demolition of the house, Sherlock directly ordered himself to be executed after his landlord's wife came back. He quickly went over to a few glasses of water and placed it on the table.
This is finally the official topic started.
"Didn't you say you have something to talk to me?" Sherlock said.
Then when Moriarty looked at Watson next to him with his eyes, he emphasized with confidence: "If you want to tell me something about the airship crash, then believe me, Watson is here, which will make this conversation more rewarding."
Moriarty hesitated for a moment, as if he was thinking about the name mentioned to him by the old man by the river that night, and then nodded: "Okay, then I will tell you straight to the point and I want you to investigate this matter for me."
"Oh?" Sherlock leaned back with interest: "Tell me about it in detail."
"There is nothing to say specifically, it is to ask you to investigate everything, including the cause, process, technique, behind-the-scenes commander, motivation, who has passed through the middle link, etc.," Moriarty said:
"Actually, I'm also investigating these days, but the process has been hindered a lot. The other party clearly knows the direction of my investigation, so they always cut off the clue chain in advance. In the past half month, the senior officials of the Holy See have suffered the deaths of nearly 20 bishop-level figures, and the deaths of subordinate clergy have reached nearly a hundred. Many officials in the government have also been assassinated. In short, the other party's power is quite stunning. Even if it causes social unrest, it will inevitably keep this matter covered forever.
It’s not that we can’t find it, but that we can’t continue.”
After a short sentence, she had an extremely bloody decisive spirit. Sherlock didn't know who the other party was, but he had to admire the other party's methods. He was so tough and decisive, no matter how he ignored it, he didn't play any pediatric murder or tricks at all, and he was too lazy to make any absent proof of the detectives.
Instead, it blatantly made the investigation impossible and made the victims give up.
If you want to investigate but don’t dare to investigate, this is the most extreme method of murder.
"So, I want you to investigate this matter." Moriarty continued: "You are just a civil detective, and you won't attract much attention, and you don't have obvious factions. So no one should care about you until you get close to the core of the case; although you don't want to admit it, with your ability, if you get close to the core of the case, no one can stop you."
Sherlock clicked, and when he thought that there must be extremely complicated backgrounds behind this matter, he was even a little excited. Of course, he couldn't laugh out loud now, as it would make him look a little abnormal:
"Okay, since you, the Holy See, have come to my house and ask me for help, I will accept this commission reluctantly." Sherlock sighed with some distress: "So. Is there any direction for suggestions?"
"No." Moriarty said: "Our investigation direction has been cut off."
Sherlock had known this, so he turned his gaze to Watson on the side: "Then do you have a direction?"
This question made Moriarty stunned and looked at the doctor next to him in surprise. Could it be that this person was also investigating the airship falling?
There are so many people in the court that cannot find useful clues. Can he?
When he thought that this doctor who looked a little too weak and beautiful was actually the focus of the senior, he couldn't help but sigh, what kind of monsters are there around this guy Sherlock?
"There are indeed some clues." Watson's tone was so light: "When I was chatting with the Pope yesterday, I found something was wrong.
The Bohemia region was his jurisdiction, so he knew that those airships were lifted up on their own, but he didn't know that there was a third-level demon transporting on the airship."
The scrutiny between Moriarty's eyebrows became more meaningful. Can this folk doctor actually chat with a big pope?
But he quickly accepted this point. As he said just now, those who can become Sherlock's friends are definitely not ordinary people.
But as the Holy Son of the Holy See, he still wanted to remind him: "How credible is the Pope's words?"
Watson narrowed his eyes and smiled with a very polite attitude: "Dear Son, please rest assured that the Pope has a very good relationship with me. I promise that what he said is genuine and sincere."
When she heard the word "heartfelt words", Moran, who was beside her, instinctively felt an extremely invisible aura. She didn't know what the word meant, but she still approached her master.
Moriarty signaled that the maid servant behind him would not need to be nervous, and then thoughtfully said:
"The people from the Inquisition Court found the location where the airship was launched, but they did not follow up because of the reasons mentioned before. But I can guarantee that all the third-level demons were sealed on the giant island of Audilia. It would be extremely difficult to leave the island without authorization. If they were secretly transported to a certain parish and loaded on the airship, it would be impossible to do without the pope in that area nodding."
"Unless that third-level demon took off through normal channels." Sherlock inserted a sentence very quickly.
"Normal channel?" Moriarty seemed to realize something: "You mean, first apply for the Demon Islands through the normal channel, and then erase all the staff and records in this channel?"
"Yes, although it's a bit crazy, many people must have died in the Audilia giant island during this period. I think they can do it according to the urination of those guys."
Faced with this idea, Moriarty did not subconsciously refute according to the conventional ideas, but quickly accepted it and continued to think in this direction:
"There are not many reasonable channels for the third-level demons to leave the island, including the emergency call from the front line of the Gate of Hell, the application of the demon contractor himself, and the demon experiment required by the Academy of Life Sciences." Moriarty quickly sorted out his investigation results during this period.
The frontline call can basically be eliminated, because the participants' erasure plan will be very difficult to implement, and no one dares to casually kill contractors with frontline military backgrounds. The group of Holy Cult soldiers attached importance to their comrades' lives, even reaching a point above the imperial law.
If you dare to touch their comrades, then the entire contractor division will dare to travel through mountains and rivers to the restoration of the empire, fight for military punishment, and seek justice for it.
As for the application of the demon contractor himself, it can also be ruled out. On the second day after the assassination, the 18th generation of the ancestors were turned upside down by the people of the Inquisition. Oh, that guy seemed to be an orphan. In short, he had no channel to apply for the demon's offshore island.
so
"Is it the Academy of Life Sciences?"
After hearing the news, Sherlock thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
But then, he suddenly thought of something
Katherine seems to have a clear relationship with the Academy of Life Sciences.
Chapter completed!