In an office in the British Museum, Dr. Van Helsing frowned while holding the notebook given to him by Holmes. He looked at it carefully, then took out a map of Britain, flipped to the local map and pointed at it with his finger.
Then Dr. Van Helsing stood up and walked quickly to the bookshelf, "This... this! And this!" While he was chanting, he took out several heavy books, slapped them on the table and quickly opened them.
Open it. Two Holmes and one Watson leaned over to read it. One of them, Holmes, still had a look of contempt on the charlatan, "This book is a forgery at first sight! The sixteenth-century cover is correct, but the parchment inside is different from the original one."
The ink marks are all forgeries made in the last thirty years!”
But Dr. Van Helsing ignored him, and rather excitedly pointed out different records in the book to them - it was an old record file, recording several sightings and encounters, with witnesses and times, and signatures from local churches.
Approved. "Thank you Sherlock! This time I have solid evidence!" What Van Helsing did not say was that he had already hunted many dark creatures in Europe...
Sherlock Holmes, Dr. Watson and Dr. Van Helsing quickly went out and called a carriage to go to the train station. Along the way, Van Helsing was still taunting Holmes: "Huh? You, a fortune teller, don't you believe in the supernatural?"
Is it mysterious? Why are you coming with me? Are you really planning to be my graduate student?", "I'm just going to expose the little tricks of you, a charlatan!"
Bo Fu casually turned off the screen, and then he walked to the deck to blow in the sea breeze. Far behind the Black Swan, more than a hundred meters deep on the seabed, a huge sea turtle followed leisurely. "You
I still don’t want to give up. Adelaida…” Bo Fu muttered lazily. Then the Black Swan disappeared into the Caribbean Sea along with a burst of thick fog.
Not to mention that the ethereal singing of the combination of turtle and beauty became alarmed. When the Black Swan appeared again, it was already above the almost blue water - only this time it was the Mediterranean... The weather in the Mediterranean was very good
, although it is not as hot as the Caribbean Sea, it is far more pleasant than the humid and sultry heat of the Caribbean Sea. Bofu's Black Swan parked quietly near the shore, and the weather ahead clearly split into two halves at a certain distance.
——One side is sunny and windy, while the other half is dark and violent with no sunlight. In the center of the storm, a rather large ocean-going steam sailboat can be vaguely seen. It is much larger than Bo Fu's Black Swan. The storm
Following the movement of the sailboat, Bo Fu lay lazily on the beach chair on the deck and said sarcastically: "The target you are looking for is only a few kilometers away at most. It's a pity..."
The ship cut through the waves and passed far away from the Black Swan, sailing straight to the west. And outside the scope of the storm, there was a high-speed sailing ship hanging far away, using an "ordinary" ten-knot sailboat.
The speed followed the storm.
Bo Fu followed the storm leisurely, followed it all the way to London and merged into the Port of London inconspicuously - the weather in England has always been bad anyway, as long as the storm stops, just a bad weather covered by dark clouds is not good for Britain.
It's perfectly normal. Bo Fu also took the opportunity to disguise himself and sneaked into the Port of London. The ship along the way had already become a ship of death. However, under the protection of black magic, no one was interested in this unmanned ship.
Being able to dock normally shows no surprise.
While sailing all the way, Dr. Van Helsing also found the cause of Old Terry's death. Dr. Van Helsing walked a few steps from the place where Old Terry died to the direction of the body's feet when it fell. Then he dropped it from his hand.
He picked up a handful of sand, "Blessed sand, comes from Egypt..." Holmes sneered.
As the holy sand was scattered, black smoke rose up on the ground, and then blackened horse hoof prints began to appear on the ground. The huge horse hoof prints extended to the distance where the corpse fell.
One meter away from the spot. Holmes didn't say anything. He looked at Van Helsing with an expected expression, but he was still mumbling inaudible words. However, Dr. Watson's eyes were already wide open. He was completely
It can be confirmed that Dr. Van Helsing is impossible and has no time to play tricks. The appearance of such a strange scene is an eye-opener for Watson - it is impossible to subvert his grandma's world view. These days, someone who firmly denies the supernatural and mysteries like Sherlock Holmes can.
Although rare, most people in the British Empire still believed in various superstitions.
The source of the horseshoe prints continued along the road, turning into the forest when the road forked. The three people scattered sand while walking upstream, but the horseshoe prints disappeared at the gate of the ruins... Van Helsing lifted up
He turned his head and looked at the manor in front of him, which had been abandoned for more than a hundred years, with a serious expression. At this time, the sun in the sky was also covered by a cloud, and the wind blew through the forest and sent chills to people. The manor was very quiet.
, there is no sound of birds chirping, only the hollow screams made by gusts of wind blowing through the branches and broken walls. This empty place gives people a silent and desolate feeling, which makes people feel creepy for no reason.
The three people didn't stay long. They quickly turned around and left the place. If they hadn't talked about the supernatural headless horseman, Holmes himself would have already restored the scene of the crime - "This man was in this section near the forest."
He saw something somewhere, and then he turned around and ran away, as evidenced by his footprints... Then he was followed by this so-called 'Headless Horseman', his horse was not fast, this man just regarded this behavior as
As if hunting, he leisurely chased Terry in front of him, and then swung the knight's heavy sword in his hand - borrowing the power to chop off Terry's head very easily..."
As for how to solve this case, Van Helsing said that this is not a matter for you, a charlatan. Holmes should go back to his 221B Baker Street in London to eat and drink. Holmes sneered and said that he decided to continue watching here.
, let’s see how Van Helsing, the fake mage, will end up.
They stayed there for two full weeks... and finally returned to London without finding anything. Holmes saw a message in The Times at almost the same time as Burford - "We sadly announce that Henry Baskerville
Jazz died unexpectedly......"
Holmes sat in the rocking chair with a pale face, while at the same time Bo Fu was sitting in the captain's cabin on the Black Swan and laughed softly: "Sure enough... I think something is really wrong..." After a few minutes, he closed his eyes.
Holmes opened his eyes after closing his eyes. Watson was still lamenting that Sir Henry was so unfortunate. They had solved a strange case together a few months ago and he had just gotten married. Unexpectedly, he passed away like this, so he opened his eyes.
Holmes said in a low voice: "That woman...that woman...she tricked us all!" Almost immediately, Holmes jumped out of his chair and rushed to the post office to prepare to send a telegram. But Bo Fu
He opened his divine eyes... "As expected, he has gone far away... and reasonably claimed that he sold the manor due to grief..."
Baskerville's case is finally over, and the hound wandering in the swamp will continue to search for its prey - "This stupid woman, what she did actually liberated the hound, and she will be killed by the hound."
Chase - until she is caught!" Bo Fu asserted.
London is now shrouded in darkness. A handsome middle-aged man has set foot on the land of London - a land he has never been to in the past hundreds of years. He has his own goal, and he will take that goal away. He will
Fulfill his wish here. But before that, he must first make the lackeys of the Holy See who are always watching him unable to find his whereabouts - not out of fear, just not to let them wait until he completes what he wants to do.
It's just causing unnecessary interference before things happen.
Dr. Van Helsing also knew that that one had arrived in London - as one of Rome's biggest enemies for hundreds of years, that one's every move was watched by many eyes. Although they were always
They couldn't find the count's castle - the real castle had disappeared a hundred years ago and turned into a pile of ruins, but they were traveling more than a kilometer away with the count of Wallachia as the center.
Surveillance measures were deployed on the main roads. Although the count was powerful and Bai Bai had not appeared for many years, the Holy See never relaxed its vigilance for a moment - after all, it was the devil who almost destroyed the Inquisition. Finally, they were lucky enough to find the house that the count had rented.
The ship - the magic of darkness enveloped the unlucky ship. If this could not be found, the Holy See would really die... Therefore, the information had already been delivered to Dr. Van Helsing in London by telegram.
Here, he is also ready, "Destroy that demon king or be destroyed by that demon king! I can only choose one of them!" (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!