[Comprehensive British and American] I shouldn't create the world blindly

It was so big that it scared Chuck directly.This archangel doesn't seem to come to protect people at all.Chuck groped down the goose bumps, and Gabriel let go behind him.After letting go, Chuck got up and walked to the other side of the bed.

Before he left, Gabriel hung his hands in the air. He originally wanted to do more things to contact the prophet, but the prophet seemed unwilling to accept Gabriel's "good intentions".

"Chuck, why does my father think you're a prophet?"

……

"Shut up!"

For a long time Chuck couldn't sleep at all with Gabriel around.

"Gabriel, I wish you hadn't come looking for me." Chuck was whispering to himself.

Finally, Chuck couldn't resist the surge of drowsiness and closed his eyes, and slept until the next morning. Fortunately, nothing happened in the middle of the night.When he woke up, he looked around a little and found that Gabriel was sitting in front of the computer and flipping through something.Chuck looked at the man sitting there in surprise.

What kind of medicine did Gabriel take wrongly, so he didn't go after the devil?

"What's wrong?" Gabriel looked up at Chuck and said with a smile, "Why do you look like I did something to you?"

……

After listening to Gabriel, Chuck gave him a cold look.

"Gabriel, this isn't fun," Chuck said after a long pause.

"Chuck, I have to say that I really like your description of my character." Gabriel pointed to the computer in front of him and said, "Prank Fairy...it looks very similar to my style, right?"

Gabriel leaned back in his chair and looked up at Chuck.

"Let me guess!" Gabriel snapped his fingers and said, "You want to talk about that illusion, right?"

A prophet can know anything in advance.Chuck wasn't lying, though Gabriel didn't care either.

"Listen, this time is really weird. I don't often see visions of angels dying, but I saw you from there." Chuck asked with sadness in his eyes, "Angels have enemies. ?"

Chuck will not imaginatively curse Gabriel to death, and the visions that the prophet can see are usually the most real.

"In this way..." Gabriel replied, "The angels will indeed kill each other because of their rights, and they will not become enemies with each other."

Chuck hesitated, then nodded slightly.

Gabriel looked up at Chuck after a long time, wondering why Chuck looked weird.

"Gabriel. If one day you find out that all of this is fake, or you are deceived by someone you trust the most. What will you do?" Chuck asked, standing next to Gabriel.

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"Maybe." Gabriel frowned, spread his hands and said, "I don't care?"

Chuck didn't ask, the angels really don't care about some things.

"Chuck." Gabriel said, grabbing Chuck's sleeve when he was about to leave, "you are my father's prophet, of course I believe in you. In order for you to survive, I will do my best to fight Michael and Lucifer struggle."

When Chuck heard Gabriel say that, he forced a laugh, clenched his fist and bumped against Gabriel's hand.If only he could quit doing that.

About ten minutes passed in the middle, and the landline next to the hotel rang.Chuck walked over to answer the phone, and the voice inside revealed a familiar smell.He basically cut off everything Chuck wanted to say as soon as he opened his mouth.

"You must want to ask why I know the phone number of this hotel." The person on the phone continued, "Generally speaking, guests don't go too far suddenly. Mrs. Hudson said that your friend was dressed too shabby, and I I guess you can’t afford better hotels, so you can only go to motels. I’ve asked other friends, but you’re not seen in the city. It’s not ruled out that some guests like remote places. I can guess that you are at the gas station hostel."

He speaks very fast.Chuck hung up the phone and felt that something was wrong. Looking back at his voice carefully, he found that it was very familiar. This should be Mr. Sherlock's voice?

"But then again, what are you going to do with a bottle of sulfur?" Sherlock asked, "To remind me whether the murderer is a bug or a man with a strong male?"

……

Mr. Sherlock is very clever.

"Can we meet?" Chuck said to the person on the phone.

"Of course you know where I am!"

After Sherlock finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"That friend of yours is amazing," Gabriel said to Chuck. "I believe now that maybe he can skip those demons and help us find Michael directly."

Gabriel sat up and patted Chuck on the shoulder, as if he was sure that Chuck could take care of the rest.And his most important task is to remove the angel talisman in Sherlock's house first.

"Am I going alone?" Chuck asked the people behind.

"Otherwise, how would I go?" Gabriel asked rhetorically, "You obviously had the opportunity to tear off that wallpaper last time."

Gabriel just looked at him from a distance and smiled.Suddenly the man standing not far away raised his right hand and flicked his fingers, sending Chuck to the front of the house at 221B Baker Street.Mrs. Hudson had just come out of the house, and when she closed the door she saw Chuck standing outside.

Chuck was barely there for a split second when Gabriel delivered him.

"Sir, I haven't seen you here just now..." Mrs. Hudson said, turning.

Yeah, how is Chuck going to explain that Gabriel sent him here with the power of an archangel?Mick said that Mr. Sherlock has never been in touch with supernatural phenomena, and he doesn't even believe in ghosts killing people.

"I've been here for a while," Chuck had to say, "to see Mr. Sherlock."

Although Mrs. Hudson was surprised, she opened the door for Chuck.He walked up to the attic, and the door of Sherlock's house was open.Chuck walked forward and pushed the door of the room open. Sherlock and Watson almost looked at Chuck who walked in with the same surprised expression.

Did you make a wrong call just now?

"Can I ask how you did it?" Sherlock asked.

"You don't need to know too much detail." Chuck walked in and said, "My friends and I can't do this. I need your help."

Chuck walked into the bedroom after speaking.Looking from the window, the side of the sewer below seems to be covered with light yellow powder, and the pile of things has been piled up for some time.The window was opened, and the light yellow powder flew in through the wind, allowing the smell to come in.

"Brimstone?" said Watson.

"No matter who they are, those things don't seem to like to deal with the things they left behind." Sherlock said in a panic, "In addition to pesticides, what does sulfur represent?"

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"Aphrodisiac?"

Watson almost forgot that this was Sherlock's previous speculation.

I'm afraid it's not that simple!But Sherlock couldn't remember, even though he might have seen some of the introductions in the book somewhere before.where is that bookSherlock immediately ran to the bookcase to search.A lot of magazines fell from the bookcase, and Chuck moved his feet to the side.

He murmured, "I definitely read it somewhere. If I can find that book, all the unsolved murder cases in the past few months will be solved!"

……

"What is he talking about?" Chuck lowered his voice, trying not to disturb Mr. Sherlock who was furious.

"Sulphur, there are many places with this thing."

Chuck's expression changed. It's been a few months?Demons have been killing for months?

And even more!Soon Watson took out a photo from the coffee table and handed it to Chuck.

That man has wings.

p.06

The wings of the person lying on the ground presented a black translucent shadow.Chuck had seen this situation once or twice in his dreams, and Gabriel knew it best.Chuck asked Dr. Watson if he could borrow the photo, and Dr. Watson agreed.Chuck couldn't figure it out, but if the demons were assassinating the angels, the abilities of those demons might be on top of the angels.

Chuck closed his eyes and prayed to Gabriel, and about a minute passed, and something responded in Chuck's mind.

[Continue to investigate, I want to find Michael. ]

The bookshelf that Sherlock Holmes turned over became a mess, and a heavy book fell from it inadvertently.Chuck went over and picked it up from the floor. It was an old book.On the cover of the book is a strange rune, which should be the biblical story of angels.

Chuck read the content of the catalog and introduced sulfur in a certain chapter.

"Are you looking for this book?" Chuck said, lifting the book slightly.

Sherlock took the time to look at Chuck, the book had a blue cover.This blue book is not quite the same as the one in my impression, and the instructions with sulfur can barely be used.He took the book to the side and looked through it. The Bible said: Hell is a hot and fiery place, where the flowing lava is the river and the brilliant yellow sulfur is the mountain.

Sherlock then threw the book on the sofa, followed by an unbelievable look.If demons live in hell, then the relationship between the two can be explained!

"Have you found out the reason?" asked Dr. Watson. "What's the matter?"

Watson seldom saw this great genius frightened.

"Found... or not," said Sherlock. "Unfortunately, sulfur represents hell and demons in addition to insecticide. But how is that possible?"

Sherlock has never dealt with demons in his life, and he doesn't believe that there are such bad things in this world.That's quite a religious statement, and Sherlock doesn't believe in any religion!In contrast, males who are bugs and aphrodisiacs are worthy of Sherlock's investigation.

"I suggest going to the crime scene," Watson said.

"Of course." Chuck nodded.

So under the leadership of Mr. Sherlock Holmes, the three people walked out of the house to the sewer directly downstairs of the bedroom.The pool of sulfur in the sewer was picked up by Sherlock