Sherlock had a headache when he heard the name "Malfoy".

It’s too late to hide, but the other party is still looking for him?

"I have something he needs?"

Sherlock was confused, feeling tooth pain, stomachache, and periarthritis of the shoulder...

"Does the captain know what it is?" Sherlock asked quickly.

"Don't you know?" Rhestus stared at Sherlock calmly with his gray and blue pupils.

Sherlock could only shake his head helplessly, after all, there was a lack of memory.

"A week ago, you followed Malfoy three times, and even left the city of Betzinham to a secret place outside the suburbs, doing something we are still pursuing."

Sherlock was even more helpless when he heard Rhinez's words.

"Captain, if I say this memory, I have completely forgotten... do you believe it?" Sherlock spread his hands and said, showing his most sincere attitude.

"You can believe it for the time being." Rhines smiled and nodded.

Hey, it’s so simple to gain trust? Sherlock looked at Rhine skeptically, but didn’t know what to say.

"When you met Malfoy at Solomon's Secretology Club, I already realized something was wrong with you."

Rhines smiled and put away the contract signed by the desktop, sorted out the paper and pen, and said plainly:

"Based on our knowledge of you and Professor Hoffman's evaluation of you. In that case, you not only did not continue to follow Malfoy, but also volunteered to cooperate with our investigation."

"I even received a letter from Professor Hoffman, and I was prepared carefully, came to apply for the job and signed the employment contract."

Rhinets crossed his hands and placed them on the table, staring at Sherlock with his gray and blue eyes:

"All this shows that you did have a strange change. But at present, this change is acceptable. The ability to talk to me safely and safely until now is enough to prove that you are a normal person and have not lost control in a crazy way."

Sherlock: "..."

Unexpectedly, he cooperated with the investigation and was introduced by Professor Hoffman to apply for the job, had breakfast next to the wall of the Holy Emblem, etc., which were all Rhinetes intends to test.

"Okay, captain, I have to answer some things truthfully. This is how things happen..."

Sherlock took a deep breath, then woke himself up in the bathroom, found that he was trying to commit suicide, was scared and forgot what he had remembered for nearly three months, and informed Rhestus in detail.

"...After I packed everything, Mr. Rooney broke in and he participated in the subsequent process. Then, you will be clear about what happened next."

Sherlock continued to speak seriously with the most sincere attitude.

"Well, I have to say that you are the greatest luck to survive." Rhinez nodded with a smile:

"Rooney told me about your suspicion, and now these suspicion proves the result of your successful survival. After all, beside Malfoy, all participants except you were dead, and no one was left."

"The captain means that there is indeed some strange force in my house? It affects my suicide?" Sherlock asked curiously.

"It still needs to collect evidence, and it still takes time, but you don't have to worry."

Rhines said comfortingly, "As long as you are still alive, as long as you are still working in the Order Demon Hunter Squad, then all this is not a problem. There will always be a day to solve it, and it won't be long, and you can start a new life with confidence."

Sherlock finally breathed a sigh of relief and finally revealed a page.

"Captain, do you think there is something Malfoy needs in me?" Sherlock asked again.

"Knowledge, perhaps your unique knowledge, Malfoy relies on your knowledge."

Rhestus said, suddenly opening the drawer and taking out an old yellowed piece of paper from a mezzanine document with a cautious attitude.

"As far as we know, Malfoy holds some unknown secrets in his hand. Among them, this one exists."

Rhinets handed the yellowed old piece of paper to Sherlock:

"According to our inference, Malfoy wanted to find an ancient ruin based on this password prompt, which is the secret about the 'Crazy King. Solomon'."

Sherlock's heart suddenly had a strange fluctuation and stared at the old piece of paper.

really!

Just as he imagined!

On the old yellowed paper, eight crooked simplified Chinese are written:

"Fighting with God is endless joy!"

"What is this?" Sherlock raised his head, asked in a puzzled tone without hesitation.

"The most mysterious and obscure font in the extraordinary world is called the '824 Password'."

"It's normal that you can't understand!"

Rhinets smiled, took back the old piece of paper from Sherlock's hand, and then carefully locked it into the drawer.

"Professor Hoffmann participated in the research of this cryptographic font at our request. Unfortunately, he got nothing. However, he once said that during your college years, you had an unusual analytical talent for many ancient characters, so you were introduced to apply for the job."

"And you have participated in Malfoy's secret survey activities many times before. So we think you should have obtained some useful knowledge, which has led to Malfoy's reliance on you."

"It's a pity that my memory is a bit missing..." Sherlock rubbed his temples and said with some worries, "Otherwise I will definitely remember it and cooperate with you to solve this case!"

"Don't be in a hurry, haste will not be achieved." Rhestus shook his head and said in a gentle and peaceful voice. "Malfoy has not yet left Berzinham, so we still have time to investigate."

"The captain means that I want me to try and get closer to Malfoy?" Sherlock asked whispered.

"With the premise of safety, you can consider it, and you also need time." Rhestus looked at Sherlock with sincerity.

"Okay, I'll do my best. If anything happens, I'll notify everyone as soon as possible and I won't put myself in danger."

Sherlock also returned to peace and made his own statement.

......

Da, da, da footsteps ring on the wooden stairs.

Rhinets took Sherlock away from the underground floor and returned to the outside room.

"Roney, Origan, you've seen it. They are formal members of the Order Demon Hunter Squad, responsible for field work."

"Mrs. Greer, who is a retired legal counsel at the City Hall, was hired by us to do front desk consultation. Well, she is a respectable and reliable woman who is in charge of our team's daily finances."

Rhinetes took Sherlock to the other passage and whispered, saying:

"Next to get to know Van Tucker, who is an external security inspector in the office area, and also takes care of trainers, buyers, and occasionally both field and church liaison. He is a good partner to rely on!"

"You deal with him the most from now on because..."

Rhinez was still talking, and suddenly a loud voice sounded like thunder outside the door:

"Hey, Captain! Are you a newcomer here? We should have recruited people long ago. If we continue to do this, I can't print a business card with the title and part-time job on my head!"

With the sound, a tall and burly figure squeezed into the door and waved to greet Rhine and Sherlock.

"Damn it, what a big guy..."

Sherlock looked up and his eyes twitched.

The person who came was two meters tall, burly and wide, couldn't even fit the door, so he needed to squeeze in.

Rhinetes is already tall, close to 1.9 meters. But because of his gentleman temperament, moderate body shape, and no aggressiveness, he doesn't look very tall.

But the visitor was one head taller than Rhinetes, wearing the gray canvas and pocketed work clothes that workers often wore, and his wide breasts and belly swelled so much that he almost burst out the old clothes.

He has thick eyebrows, deep eyes, big nose, thick lips, and a dark brown beard with fluffy from the under jaw to the neck. However, his hairline retreated and his forehead looked a little bald, so he looked a little ferocious.

"Meet me, Van Tucker, the safety inspector, trainer, purchasing agent, and field and liaison officer of the orderly team, hehe!"

Van Tucker stretched out his big, thick hand with five fingers and looked at Sherlock with a smile.

"Sherlock Kidd, I'm glad to know you!" Sherlock greeted politely, stretched out his hand and clenched it, and finally understood what a fist that was big in a sandbag was.

Rhines smiled and said:

"Van Tucker is a straightforward person. You will be more familiar with and communicate more in the future. If you don't understand anything at work, you can just look for him."

"I heard that I wanted to make a house for you, right? Sherlock, come with me, and I'm done cleaning up."

Van Tucker waved his hands carelessly and took Rhestus and Sherlock out to the door.

This is an area where small birch trees are decorated with colorful flowers, grass tiles and bricks and stones and mud roads are mixed. An ordinary brick and wood tile house is quietly located in it.

Around them, ropes and homemade railings, a flat ground for rest and outings were circled. A few sheep were eating grass leisurely, a few chickens and geese were walking around, and a few other little black pigs were digging soil not far away.

It is not far from the office building, not far from the external street, and not far from the utility room such as the chicken coop and dog room on the other side, which is equivalent to the middle area.

"How is it? Be satisfied!"

"Hahaha... This is my favorite forest hut. If you build an arrow tower next to it, you won't be afraid of any enemy! It's clear at a glance!"

Van Tucker's proud introduction seemed happier than Sherlock.

Sherlock was so satisfied that he couldn't be more satisfied, so he thanked him repeatedly.

It is really an unimaginable place to have such an independent and undisturbed place, a comfortable environment, and an anticipation of danger in advance.

“See it.”

Van Tucker, like his master, brought Rhestus and Sherlock into the tour.

The furnishings in the house are relatively simple, with only a few tables, chairs and wooden beds, but they are clean. There are two bedrooms and one living room, separate bathrooms, and there is a small staircase that goes straight up to the upper half of the floor, allowing you to see the distance.
To be continued...