I founded Tantric Buddhism in London

"We are just detectives, not judges or police inspectors. Our duties do not include trying to convict and arresting criminals."

"Our duty is to investigate the truth, whether the truth is dark or bright, bloody or clean, evil or pure good... These are not what we should think about. The only thing we need to do is to unravel the mystery of the case and find the right path in the maze of mystery."

"If Winfreys is really a cruel and crazy believer of the hour, he hides crazy and chaotic thinking and a weird and terrifying body under his white coat of a kind doctor... Then I will naturally not be merciful."

"But if Winfreys is just an ordinary mortal, a kind-hearted doctor with a compassionate heart, then after my investigation, I have proved his innocence, so that the innocent will not be wronged, and I can also help the poor people through volunteer work... Then I will not feel guilty about it."

"No matter the result or not, the final result will not be a bad thing for us, right?"

Charlotte couldn't help but be a little speechless. She didn't know how to answer her assistant for a while.

What Watson said seemed to make sense, but she always felt that something was not right.

Can ordinary people distinguish right from wrong so clearly?

Only wise people whose thinking is strong enough to overwhelm their emotions can be so straightforward... For example, me, for example, Watson.

Thinking of this, Charlotte Holmes laughed at herself. It seems that I am indeed indecisive and overthinking. I even need Watson to wake myself up... It turned out that signing Watson as my assistant was a very correct decision!

"Then what are you going to do?"

Watson seemed to be unable to stand for a long time. He walked to the sofa tremblingly, sat down, and then picked up the teapot to pour a cup of hot tea that was still warm for himself and the female detective.

He seemed to be thirsty because he talked too much. He drank the tea in the cup in one breath and then continued to add:

"In fact, when I left the Royal Free Hospital last time, I met Nero Barros on the roadside. At that time, he invited me to St. Agenni Hospital, maybe he could ask a famous doctor to treat my leg disease... Now I think about it, the famous doctor he was talking about was Winfreys Morgan."

"Winfreys saw that I often told his daughter Anna about your detective stories, Miss Charlotte. He probably felt sorry for me and once asked tentatively if he wanted him to diagnose my leg disease, but I refused at that time. I thought that after seeing so many doctors who couldn't completely cure my leg injury, this unknown Mr. Winfreys might not be able to do it either."

"But now I think about it, if this person is really a believer of the Hours who knows forbidden knowledge as you suspect, Miss Charlotte... maybe It is possible to heal my pain. "Watson's eyes seemed to be burning with a flame of hope. He turned his head and looked at the female detective, "Miss Charlotte, according to the confidential information you have seen in the Anti-Suppression Bureau, is there a chance that my leg injury will be completely healed? Or is there a way to heal my injury without being affected by taboo knowledge?" But Watson shook his head regretfully the next second, "Forget it, I don't want to become a slave of those so-called true gods Si Chen in order to heal my pain, and fall into madness and lose my mind." When Charlotte heard the first sentence, she was still worried whether Watson would go astray, but after hearing the next sentence, she finally felt relieved a little... But she also knew that human will could not withstand temptation. If she still wanted to continue to strengthen Watson's determination to fight against Si Chen's believers, she had better visit the famous doctors living in seclusion in London, or find some harmless special items. She vaguely remembered that the Anti-Suppression Bureau had set up a channel for exchanging special items for special investigators like them. Those were mysterious things that once came from various Hours, but now the Anti-Suppression Bureau has erased the factors that may cause mortals to have mental distortions.

But her current authority is not enough to exchange these popular and precious items that can save lives. Maybe after this case is over, she can try to exchange them... or ask Uncle Jack to advance the exchange for her?

The female detective did not hide this matter. Although she believed in Watson's firm willpower, she couldn't let him take such a big risk and only get the not-so-rich salary of a detective assistant.

"Don't worry, Watson. I have seen harmless healing items in the Anti-Suppression Bureau. Although my current authority is not enough to exchange them, I will definitely try my best to get them for you after this case is over, so that your leg injury can be completely healed." When Charlotte Holmes said this, her snow-like gray eyes flowed with warm light. This kind light reflected in Watson's eyes was so dazzling that he almost bowed his head in shame for his lies... just a little bit short. But he still nodded sincerely and said, "Thank you, Miss Charlotte!" The female detective patted his intact right shoulder very cheerfully, "Don't laugh, Watson, this is what I should do. I haven't thanked you for saving my life. If you hadn't blocked William McConaughey's severed finger for me at that time, I'm afraid I would be lying in a coffin and sleeping underground, and I would never be able to investigate these bizarre cases and gain the sense of accomplishment of solving the case!" Watson seemed to smile in shame.

"So Watson, how do you plan to infiltrate Winfreth's free clinic team? Through your former subordinate Nello?"

"No, this would be too direct. My current idea is to first go to St. Arteonius Hospital on Saturday pretending to be a doctor who comes here because of the reputation, and then meet Winfrey casually at the end of the line. ...There are two possibilities at this time. One is that Winfreth is indeed just an ordinary doctor with superb medical skills. Even if he does have a way to cure my leg injury, it is impossible to complete the treatment overnight. I definitely need to go back for medical treatment from time to time. At this time, I can take the opportunity to sneak into the hospital and investigate the source of the suspicious traces you found, Miss Charlotte... They may come from other secret gangs who use free clinics to hide their operations."

"The second possibility is that Dr. Winfrey is indeed a disciple of Si Chen who possesses the power of forbidden knowledge. Then he may use his mysterious power to heal my leg injury on the spot. Then I will pretend to cry with gratitude. It seems that I can join their free clinic team as a volunteer. Or maybe he will heal my leg injury in multiple times to avoid attracting attention, so I can slowly infiltrate into their team."

"Hmm..." The female detective pondered over the feasibility of this plan and said after a while: "I think there are still some flaws in your plan, Watson. It would be better to do this, this, and this..."

During the following period, the female detective and her assistant conducted a series of careful discussions on how to infiltrate the Winfrey Free Clinic team.

Charlotte Holmes is indeed extremely smart. Even if the subsequent plan that Watson throws out is specially castrated and hides many details, she can still immediately discover the problems and quickly give optimization suggestions... Lurking, In other words, the undercover plan is gradually being improved.

Time passes with the shadow of the sundial.

Soon it came to Saturday this week, which was the day when Winfrey was conducting a free clinic at St. Artionius Hospital.

Going undercover to enter a secret sect... should be considered entering a secret sect, right?