Sherlock Holmes

Make a third-level demon weighing more than ten tons stand upside down

This requires rigorous control of details, including the center of gravity, balance point, posture, every muscle of the body, and strength to the extreme.

and use two fingers

To be honest, even if a person performs this action on his own, it would be extremely admirable.

But Sherlock was still sleeping at this time.

he! exist! sleep! Sleep!

Hopkins stood at the door, looking at the thrilling scene. He took two deep breaths to calm down, and then straightened his back quite proudly. It felt like he was saying again: "Look, I came to my senses in a few seconds!"

Watson, who was standing next to him, frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Is this a very powerful move among you contractors?"

"Of course." Hopkins nodded immediately, and then began to explain to Watson how terrible mental strength, brain calculations, etc. were needed to make such a huge demon perform such a behavior. But Watson didn't pay much attention to listen, because he naturally felt that if it just requires a strong brain, then shouldn't it be a normal thing that Sherlock can do it?

Anyway, since that day, Hopkins no longer actively asked for battle training with Sherlock. Instead, he began to explain some basic knowledge to him, as well as precautions when controlling the third-level demon in battle. As time went by, Little by little, Sherlock has completed all the data output and storage of the 'soul visual device', so his work is equivalent to ending early. In the past few days, he just stayed in the training ground from time to time, training. After that, I went home and slept. It was fulfilling but comfortable. Everything seemed to be moving in the best direction.

The winter in London is not that long. It snowed again yesterday, but it melted quickly when it fell on the ground. The next day, it was blown by the wind for a whole day, but it did not freeze into ice. Instead, it made the road dry. It was an amazing feeling. The warmth seemed to be coming gradually, and a few sparrows appeared, fluttering between the tall chimneys. There was no tender grass growing in the soil, but it still gave people a sense of life.

Sherlock and Watson rode the familiar carriage and drove out of the city again along the familiar streets. Seeing success right in front of them, the detective still didn't feel too excited or relaxed, just blindly The land is calm.

In more than a month, the inheritance ceremony of the empire has reached a feverish stage. At this moment, the Council of Elders system, which has been criticized by countless political scientists for more than two centuries, finally showed some of their only usefulness, that is Ensure the fairness and openness of the inheritance ceremony.

In fact, in other words, religious beliefs cannot be given up. After all, the Holy Light is indeed protecting mankind; and imperial rights must also exist, because people are always social animals, and the existence of society is an established fact; as for the will of the people. Well, to a certain extent, the will of the people is a combination of money and productivity. Anyway, people have to work, so that society can function and funds can flow. From this point of view, before we have a better system, those Bastards without assholes seem to be really impossible to ban.

In short, under the checks and balances of these three interests, the inheritance ceremony will not become a single statement of a certain force.

Of course, no ordinary people are willing to look at the statistical data covering political performance, employment rate, fertility, financial expenditure, military expenditure, etc. They just habitually choose to believe in Augustine the Great, and, as has been constantly appearing in recent reports, The magical medicine that claims to be able to cure many diseases can indeed give people suffering from diseases a glimmer of hope.

In contrast, the so-called "energy revolution" held by Franklin did not seem to attract much attention.

…

The carriage drove into the steel jungle made of steam pipes as usual, and followed the built asphalt path to the hidden factory area.

In fact, Franklin's electric revolution was not really useless, it just lacked a carrier for it to show its terrifying power. Ordinary people simply couldn't understand those so-called productivity leaps and the release of labor force, but if you tell the whole empire, there is something A power that can make human beings stand at the top of the world's food chain again, can beat those demons back to hell, can close and lock the door to hell, and then weld it tightly to a tight fit, then this kind of power, It will definitely be put on the altar.

And all of this is currently hidden in this small factory on the outskirts of London, waiting for the day when it comes to the world.

"It seems a little quiet." Watson looked out the window and couldn't help but said when he found that he didn't see the people who usually patrolled.

Sherlock lifted the curtain on the carriage window, looked at the emptiness outside the window, and frowned slightly.

The carriage continued to move forward, entering the factory area, crossing the empty tunnel, and was stopped when it passed a small security post.

This car has traveled between factories countless times in the past two months, and as long as anyone who has worked here doesn't know Sherlock, it has never been stopped.

"Get out of the car!" A man wearing a London police uniform came over and said in a fierce tone.

Obviously, these are not factory security personnel

Sherlock and Watson got out of the car. They looked inside the factory and saw some newly erected searchlights. Several heavily armed explosion-proof personnel stood on both sides of the tunnel. The guns in their hands were obviously loaded. Further away, , there are also some heavy footsteps echoing, and it can be heard that it is the sound of steam armor.

"Is he from Scotland Yard?" Watson asked with some confusion.

Sherlock looked at the police officer who was waiting in front of him, with his hands on the back of his waist and an automatic bolting firearm on his shoulder. He shook his head: "The people of Scotland Yard have experienced the business of holding short guns in the city. Training, these people are soldiers, they have probably been deployed in the past few days, and they are just wearing Scotland Yard police uniforms."

After a few simple explanations, the two of them realized what had happened.

Facing the muzzles of several black holes, a group of people set up a shooting formation and escorted Sherlock and Sherlock to the side of the level with great vigilance, and there stood a person.

That Jamie Daniels seemed to have been forgotten long ago. In fact, Sherlock never knew his name. He only remembered that he stupidly used the soul visualization device without authorization, which caused the experiment in the factory to be delayed for two days.

And now, as he stood here, he could tell with his butt that this guy must have exposed the location of the factory and Sherlock's whereabouts through some method.

"Hey, I'm so stupid." Watson squinted at the other person: "I shouldn't have saved you then."

Jamie Daniels ignored the doctor who saved his life, or in other words, deliberately avoided his gaze. He just looked at Sherlock expressionlessly and said softly:

“This factory has been sealed due to crimes such as maliciously occupying other people’s property, secretly hiding a large number of demons, and building hazardous experimental facilities.

Citizen of Lower London, Sherlock Holmes

He is suspected of killing 14 active imperial soldiers at the Academy of Life Sciences two months ago. He is now detained for review in accordance with the law and transferred to a court under the military region for trial. "