I founded Tantric Buddhism in London

When Watson and Mary met in the Mansions, Charlotte Holmes was still awake and working at her desk.

A small light bulb emitting pale white soft light hangs from the ceiling of Quiet Room No. 3 of the Anti-Suppression Bureau. The light is not dazzling, but the light reflected from the surrounding white walls is enough to illuminate this narrow small room.

Since the female detective helped Uncle Jack arrest William McConaughey, the leader of the Order of the Flashing Blade, her status in the Anti-Suppression Bureau has been rising steadily. She was directly promoted from a temporary investigator with a strong background to a second-level special investigation. member.

As her status and authority in the Anti-Suppression Bureau increased, she also began to come into contact with more confidential documents hidden under the surface of the world, such as the mountains of thick paper pages currently piled on the desktop.

She already knows that the evil heretics in the world can be roughly divided into seven categories - Cast, Blade, Winter, Heart, Cup, Moth, and Kai.

Judging from the information compiled by the Anti-Suppression Bureau, these seven categories of esoteric cultists all have different weird and mysterious abilities. For example, the cast esoteric cultists can summon hot power, the blade esoteric cultists are elite warriors who are not afraid of pain, and the winter esoteric cultists are elite warriors who are not afraid of pain. The Esoteric Cultists are silent and possess frozen power... These powers come from the ancient god that the Esoteric Cultists worship who cannot be named directly - Si Chen.

The worship and belief in Si Chen allows esoteric believers to master forbidden knowledge and mysterious power that mortals cannot understand, but all this is not without cost - although Si Chen has many symbols and characteristics, there is absolutely no mercy among them. , kindness, and generosity.

When every Tantric cultist uses the power given by Si Chen, their mind will be corroded by forbidden knowledge, their thinking gradually becomes crazy and crazy, and their behavior becomes more and more unscrupulous... These crazy Tantric cultists commit chaos and arson everywhere , riots, corpse stealing and other sinful behaviors are just to please Si Chen, whom they believe in, and they also gain more powerful inhuman power from Si Chen's joyful gifts.

"Therefore, every esoteric cultist is a potential criminal."

Charlotte Holmes came to this conclusion in her heart.

But she knew that the Anti-Suppression Bureau must be hiding something. The pile of information in front of her might be castrated knowledge. There must be a lot of more confidential and specific information hidden within the Bureau, but that was beyond her current level of authority. secret.

"At least, there must be an eighth type of forbidden knowledge in this world..."

The female detective murmured and looked up at the lamp above her head. She seemed to be able to feel the cold peeping gaze from the flickering and heated carbonized bamboo filaments.

She has never forgotten the case at No. 3 Garden Street, Lauriston, nor the unrecognizable Patrolman Lance.

That was the first time in her life that she came into contact with a mysterious phenomenon that was not caused by man. She still remembered the words hidden under the corpse, and she never gave up on continuing to investigate the case.

However, the Anti-Suppression Bureau had already blocked the relevant information and cases, and the scene was subsequently burned cleanly by the Bureau's fire. All evidence and clues had been eliminated... It seemed that even the Anti-Suppression Bureau was helping the criminals. Cover the traces!

The sealed files and evidence are currently inaccessible to Special Investigator II Charlotte Holmes.

"If you want to investigate the truth about the case at No. 3 Lauriston Garden Street, you must continue to solve more mysterious cases and arrest more evil heretics to increase my authority within the Anti-Suppression Bureau!"

Charlotte Holmes picked up the cold coffee on the table and took a sip. Her reason was so strong, and her self-control ability was far beyond ordinary people. After clarifying the next small goal, she immediately attacked Lauriston. I have completely let go of my doubts about the case at No. 3 Huayuan Street. I will only come back to investigate this first mysterious case I have encountered after completing the small goals step by step!

Although it was already late at night, her eyes were still bright and clear, and her pupils were burning with a strong light of reason.

The female detective put all the documents on the desktop into cardboard boxes, held them in her arms and left the No. 3 Quiet Room of the Anti-Suppression Bureau.

The light blue room door slowly closed, and there was no one in the quiet room. The small light bulb hanging from the ceiling flickered twice and then went out on its own.

Due to her rising status in the Anti-Suppression Bureau and the blessing of her family background, Charlotte Holmes can now call on some of the manpower of the Anti-Suppression Bureau.

Although it is still impossible to mobilize elite suppression troops, and even basic combat operators cannot be mobilized, it is at least possible to command ordinary post-production personnel, just like the heavy two-seater that will be waiting in front of the Anti-Suppression Bureau until late at night. The carriage had a bright oil lamp hanging from the iron pole that curved forward on the roof.

The carriage driver assigned to her by the Anti-Suppression Bureau has a different face every day, but they all have a unified code name called Coachman, with alphanumeric suffixes to distinguish them.

The coachman who took the female detective today is code-named X211. According to him, this string of numbers has nothing to do with the order in which he took office. It is purely a random code chosen by everyone when they join the Anti-Suppression Bureau. He is currently responsible for driving the carriage and is called the coachman. X211, if you are responsible for on-site cleaning work tomorrow, it will be called sanitation X211. If you are responsible for transportation and kitchen chores the day after tomorrow, you will be called kitchen worker X211... so on, so on.

Coachman X211 is a handsome young man with a standard Caucasian appearance, fair skin with enlarged pores, slightly curly flax hair, and dark blue-green irises.

The female detective concluded from X211's accent and habits that he was from a rural area outside London, and that his clothes and hair were mixed with horse hay, and his body also smelled faintly of horse manure, but the other party seemed confused. If you are ignorant, it is obvious that you have lived in an environment with a strong smell of horse manure for a long time... It seems that X211's family should live in a horse farm outside London. It is very likely that his parents are laborers at the horse farm.

But Charlotte could also infer from the thin callus on the belly of X211's index finger, the swing of his right arm close to his ribs, and the slightly bulging waist of the windbreaker that the other party had not only received training in firearms shooting, but also carried a short gun with him.

Not to mention that when the carriage is moving, there will be a faint sound of metal and wood colliding under the driver's seat, which means there are other firearms hidden under it.

"It seems that the coachman assigned to me by the Anti-Suppression Bureau is not just a simple logistics staff... Then the next trip may go smoothly."

The female detective thought so. She stood up, patted the inner wall of the carriage opposite, and shouted to the young man in front: "X211, turn left on the street ahead, let's go to St. Arthenius Hospital."

"St. Acronius Hospital? Isn't that place closed down and abandoned a long time ago? Miss Charlotte, where are you going and what are you doing?"

"Investigating the case."

Charlotte Holmes only left these decisive words and sat back in her seat.

Her eyes were slightly closed as clues ran through her mind.

The first is information about cases that I have investigated that are suspected to be related to the mysterious world:

[In March 1879, a number of collective self-mutilation incidents occurred in St. Arternes Hospital. The deceased preferred to open his chest and expose his internal organs. According to the hospital, the deceased was involved in a wide range of cases and there was no negotiation behavior during his lifetime. The hospital has closed down. 】

The second is the recent weekly report of the Anti-Suppression Bureau:

[Anomaly Memo 188040-2 of the Anti-Suppression Bureau]

[There are 0 new suspected abnormal events this week, and historical abnormal event locations 7-102 have changed]

[Due to the failure of the high-level board of directors of St. Achonius Hospital to secretly hold a ceremony to summon ████, the influence of ████'s enlightenment spread throughout the hospital. Some inpatients could not help but open their chests, and some inpatients were deformed in place. The hospital was forced to close in March 1879]

[In August 1880, we received a tip from residents near St. Arternes Hospital that every Saturday night, unidentified people provided free medical treatment inside the hospital. Suspecting to be a returning esoteric cultist, a first-level special investigator Hobson was secretly sent there, but the investigation yielded no results. 】

[The following is the investigation report of Special Investigator I Hobson:]

[According to the tip, I went to St. Arthenius Hospital on Saturday night. In order not to attract the attention of the suspected Esoteric cultists, I deliberately broke one of my finger bones and pretended to be a worker injured due to a factory machinery error. 】

[But when I arrived at the relit St. Actonius Hospital, I discovered...]

The author is considering whether to set a stable update time, but from the background, it seems that the reading preference time period of readers of this book is almost an average straight line throughout the day...

Then let’s tentatively set it at 11pm, so that the author can adjust the code more easily.