Dungeon Player

After Professor Baicai finished speaking, he took out an adamantine stone, which is a magic prop that can store images like a video tape.

Sherlock input a little magic power, and an image soon appeared.

In the picture, a goblin is holding a huge hammer that is larger than his body. A dazzling white light emits from his body. He raises the hammer above his head in an incredible way, leaps up in an incredible way, and then falls from a high place. The giant hammer covered in white light hit the head of the orc skeleton in front of him, and then the scene turned into a vast white color, sacred, pure, and beautiful.

The scene ends here.

Professor Baicai slapped her hand bones on the table, then narrowed her eyes slightly and said:

"Sir Sherlock, although our contract does not state that contestants are not allowed to use the power of the Holy Light, it does not make sense from all angles. The most important thing is that these paladins of yours have already treated our school's The students have suffered a very serious psychological shadow, and they still dare not sleep alone or go to the toilet."

"I think you misunderstood, Professor Baicai." Sherlock said very calmly without any panic:

"Personally, I deeply hate degenerate things like the Holy Light, and I can guarantee that the vast majority of my people don't like the Holy Light, and no one will have anything to do with it. To come into contact with this kind of thing, only those depraved guys on the ground will be so keen on the Holy Light. In fact, this is a new type of weapon."

After Sherlock finished speaking, Professor Baicai pushed up her non-existent glasses, which was probably her habit during her lifetime:

"New weapons?"

"That's right, Goudan, let's demonstrate."

Sherlock shouted to Goudan, who nodded and quickly understood what Sherlock meant. He walked to the table, raised his fat little paws, and let out a pig howl:

"Aha!"

Goudan slapped his paw on the table, but the table didn't move at all.

Sherlock quickly took out some magic powder, and then drew a rune magic circle on Goudan's paw.

Goudan calmed down and looked at the table in front of him with concentration. Waves of white light quickly flashed on his arms, and then Goudan let out a pig howl again:

"Aha!"

"boom!"

This time the table broke apart.

After the performance, Goudan calmly walked back behind Sherlock. Sherlock looked at Professor Baicai with a smile:

"Professor, you see, this is how it is. There is no holy light at all. It's just that the goblin used the new weapon invented in our dungeon to show such power."

"A goblin hammering a beastman skeleton to death?"

Although Professor Baicai looked a little shaken, she looked more like she couldn't believe it.

"The new weapons look like this. I'm sorry that I can't tell you more details. After all, this is the secret of our dungeon."

Sherlock spread his hands, and Professor Baicai pushed up his non-existent glasses:

"I'm sorry, Sir Sherlock. I should ask clearly first. I will explain it to the students and their parents like this. You know, they are frightened. They are very afraid of facing the power of the Holy Light. Please understand."

"I understand 100% that no underground dweller in this world would like such depraved power."

Sherlock nodded, showing sympathy.

Professor Baicai nodded, obviously agreeing deeply, but she quickly asked:

"By the way, where is Professor Bacon? Didn't he come back with you?"

"You mean..."

"In fact, Professor Bacon has been away for almost a month. He just went to ask Lord Sherlock about the Holy Light, but it took so long. He probably went to do some unnecessary things. He should be more focused. It’s about school, did he say when he would be back?”

Just as Professor Baicai finished speaking, Sherlock shook his head:

"Actually, we are here this time because of Professor Bacon's affairs."

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"What?! Professor Bacon is missing and is most likely in danger?"

After listening to what Sherlock and Xueba said, Professor Baicai had an expression of disbelief on her face. She walked around the room and continued:

"Please forgive me for being rude. It's not that I don't believe you, but this matter is really weird. Could it be that Professor Bacon wanted to help some poor female students more, so he didn't come back? He even forgot to ask Xia Lord Locke, what’s your matter?”

"It's impossible. Although the teacher likes to help others learn about the undead, the teacher will never slack off when it comes to matters related to the academy. What's more, I still have a letter of help from the teacher in my hand."

The Lich Academic Master said quickly.

"Letters don't mean anything. If he is in any danger and can still send letters, why not just write a 10,000-word request for help and tell you all the information in detail?"

Professor Baicai continued:

"I know you are worried about your teacher, but you should have some confidence in your teacher. You must know that although he is sometimes unreliable and inattentive, he is Professor Bacon. Although he was not as successful as you when he was young. Achievements, but he is also a lich who is called a genius. Even if he is old and aged now, it does not mean that he is a weak lich."

"Well, I think so too. Professor Bacon's strength is still very good, so there shouldn't be any accidents. Maybe he really forgot to come back because he was tutoring the undead, but we don't rule out the possibility. , I still hope that Professor Baicai can reflect on this issue with the hospital."

Sherlock said quickly.

"I understand. If there is no news in a few days, I will tell the principal about this matter. The school will conduct some investigations. If there is news about Professor Bacon, I will inform you, Sir Sherlock, as soon as possible. .”

After Professor Baicai finished speaking, Sherlock nodded to her, and then left with the top student and the others.

Professor Baicai looked at Sherlock's leaving figure. It was hard to tell what he was thinking in his empty eyes. After a long time, she returned to her office.

The Lich Academic Master followed Sherlock until he was far away from Professor Baicai's office. In a corridor of the Academy of the Undead, he couldn't help but ask:

"Sir Sherlock, why don't we ask the principal directly? Professor Baicai obviously doesn't have a very good relationship with Teacher Bacon, and she will most likely not tell the principal about this matter."

"It might be a good thing if you don't tell the principal."

Sherlock suddenly laughed.

"Wait a minute, Lord Sherlock, do you also think that Mr. Bacon forgot to return to school because he was tutoring others?"

The top student was stunned.

"No, how could it be? According to his complicated way of asking for help, he should be in a situation where he is being monitored and cannot guarantee his own safety. As for why he didn't tell the principal, you may not have noticed that in Professor Baicai's office On the table, there is a letter that is exactly the same as the envelope sent to you by your teacher, with the words [personally addressed by Professor Baicai—Principal of the College of the Dead] written on the front."

Sherlock put his hands in the pockets of his black windbreaker. There were small white flowers floating outside the window. They were probably some Lich students who felt bored during class and then opened the window to face the magic released outside.

"And I am very sure that the possibility of this being a coincidence is very low. Because I have a good relationship with your teacher, I know the envelope usage habits of your school's public letters and Professor Bacon's personal letters."

"Lord Sherlock, do you mean that this matter has something to do with the Academy of the Dead?"

The top student frowned, worried.

"Who knows, this kind of thing can only be known after investigation, and during the investigation process, it is the most basic thing to suspect everyone."

After Sherlock finished speaking, Black Dragon Goudan, who had been listening beside him, suddenly said in surprise:

"Are you Sherlock?"

"No, that's just a TV show."

Black Cat Pineapple said quickly.

"But the protagonist has the same name as Lord Sherlock, and they are both detectives."

The parrot followed.

"No, it's still different. Lord Sherlock doesn't have Watson...I thought of it!" Black Dragon Goudan suddenly looked at the top student excitedly:

"You should be Watson! It's very suitable!"

"Wow, when you said that, I suddenly felt so bad."

The black cat Pineapple suddenly burst into laughter for some reason.

The parrot also opened his mouth wide and let out a cackle of laughter.

"Don't worry, they just watch too many TV series recently. I will slightly reduce the time they watch TV series."

Just as Sherlock finished speaking, the eyes of the black dragon, parrot and black cat suddenly widened, and they all closed their mouths.

Only the top student still had a worried look on his skull face.

"Anyway, let's start the investigation with the letter. Then give me the letter written by Professor Bacon to look at."

Hearing Sherlock's words, the top student quickly took out the letters from his pocket. There were a dozen letters in total, each one using the same envelope and letter paper.

The time and date in the letter are completely inconsistent with the actual date when it was delivered to the top student. However, they are also the most recent dates. Obviously, it is just the time of delivery to the top learner that is different.

In addition, the most concerning thing is that the letter does not mention any address, but there are many secret codes.

There is one in each letter, written in code words that only the top student and Professor Bacon can understand.

For example, [Big Orange Is Most Important], [Cat in a Box] are things that I can’t understand at all.

But there is still some useful news.

"The mailing places are all sent by the Winterfell post office. I have already confirmed this in Winterfell, but apart from this, there is no useful information."

The top student said so.

"Based on Professor Baicai's words and the time when these letters were sent, Professor Bacon's disappearance should have occurred in the past month. In short, let's first investigate Professor Bacon's entry and exit records in Winterfell."

After Sherlock finished speaking, he walked forward:

"Let's go to the Winterfell office first."

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Winterfell Office.

In front of a row of counters, residents of the underground world were waiting in long queues impatiently.

This is the place where all kinds of matters related to the people's livelihood in Winterfell are handled.

Just like most merchant alliance dungeons, the efficiency of this organization is really worrying.

But if you know someone, it's a different story.

"Please, please do this, Meimei!"

The succubus Evelin was bending over, making a begging gesture with her hands, and said to the succubus in front of her.

"Don't be so polite, Evelin. Our relationship is so good, I will definitely help you. But can you tell me how your relationship with Lord Sherlock is going now?"

The succubus squeezed her eyes and looked at Evelin and asked.

"Ah?! What are you asking all of a sudden..."

Evelin blushed suddenly.

"Yeah, yeah, why are you blushing? Our Evelin has started to fall in love now, but your lord is really good. If you don't like it..."

"Kill you."

"Feel sorry……"

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Sherlock and Xueba stood outside the door, listening to the chat between the two succubi in the office. Although Sherlock, Xueba, Goudan and Black Cat Pineapple had expressionless faces, Parrot looked hopeless.

"What's going on in this day and age? Love, love, do young people do this all day long now? What the hell is that succubus lord? A high-ranking demon, right? He's actually having sex with a succubus? I've been sealed for too long Is it? Or is it that the upper-level demon is too immodest now and only thinks about reproduction? It really smells sour, tsk tsk."

The parrot was chattering on Sherlock's shoulder. He didn't notice at all that the black dragon dog egg and the black cat pineapple sitting at Sherlock's feet had turned green.

Sherlock remained expressionless.

The parrot moved twice, as if he was talking enthusiastically. He smiled at Sherlock and said:

"Lord Sherlock, do you think I am right? Such a high-ranking demon is really useless..."

"Squeak."

Just when the parrot was talking, the door had opened, and then the succubus Evelin came out, followed by several succubi behind her. When several people said this, those succubi noticed that they were standing at the door. Shylock, and all his servants.

"Ah ah!!!"

"Lord Sherlock!"

"It's the living Lord Sherlock!"

“Is this the lord of Evelin?”

"That's awesome! Can you sign your autograph for me? I'm your crush! Lord Sherlock!"

"Ahhhh-!"

After the chaos, the succubi finally left, and the parrot fluttered his feathers uneasily, seemingly wanting to fly away from Sherlock's shoulders, but unable to do so.

"Ah, the breath of youth and the beauty of love remind me of my youth running under the sunset..."

The parrot hesitated for a long time before saying something.

But Sherlock just raised his hand and stroked the parrot's beak, and then a thin vine-like thing tied the parrot's beak.

"How's it going?"

Sherlock looked at Evelin, whose face was red.

"We have checked, and there are only records of Professor Bacon from the Academy of the Dead entering the city, but there is no record of leaving."

Evelin finished quickly.

"Thank you so much for your hard work."

Sherlock said to Evelin.

"Nothing, this is what it should be. Is there anything else you need me to do? Sir Sherlock? If not, I will go back to work first, ah no, I will go to the Adventurer's Guild to help first."

After Evelin finished speaking, she left carefully, because the clothes she wore were carefully selected, and she seemed to want to leave a beautiful back for Sherlock.

But Sherlock just dragged his arms and thought about something.

"Lord Sherlock, do you have any ideas?"

The top student asked with concern from the side.

"No, even if there is no clear record of leaving the city, it does not mean that Professor Bacon has not left the city. There must be more clues."

Sherlock took out the letter and read it repeatedly, then waved his hand:

“Leave it to their high energy people.”

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"The big orange is the most important thing?"

Hoe He looked at Umekawa Kuzi blankly:

"Are you sure these four words are the prompt for the latest adventure mission? Isn't it a prank by some official cat-sucking expert?"

"Cat-sucking master?" Arthur frowned at the side. Apparently he didn't know what the connection between Daju Weizhong and cat-sucking master was.

"Everyone who raises cats or likes to watch cat movies knows that cats like orange cats can become very fat if they are raised casually, so they are called big orange cats."

Sylvanas quickly explained.

"I didn't expect Sister Vas to also like cats!"

Hoe He showed a surprised expression, and Sylvanas said matter-of-factly:

"Girls tend to like small animals. Of course I know all these things."

"Then let's go to Winterfell to find the orange cat now?"

Burning Chest Hair asked.

"Not only are we looking for orange cats, we are also looking for very fat orange cats."

Umekawa Kuko concluded.

"Let's go, let's go look for it on the street first."

Arthur stood up and said:

"Go and see Winterfell, the Eternal Kingdom, the Fisherman's Town, the Crossroads Stronghold, the Sighing Wilderness, the distant town, and the Black Volcano. If you encounter adventures, it's possible on all the open maps!"

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Victoria Forest, or the edge of the Moonlight Forest.

The blond George already felt exhausted. He had never seen anyone fighting like this.

There are obviously a lot of troops, but instead of investing them all at once or surrounding them on all sides, it is like adding fuel to the fire, investing them bit by bit.

Every moment, blond George felt as if he was about to win, but the steady stream of reinforcements delayed the battle until he found that there were fewer and fewer people around him.

He suddenly realized that this...

Is everything part of their plan? !

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