[Comprehensive] Short-lived ghost

Today is Christmas, and there is a small celebration here tonight. Mr. Holmes doesn't seem to be very popular. Only two friends came to visit. One is the detective He Fang met before, and the other is a secret love according to the landlady. A woman from Sherlock Holmes.

These two people came here to attend the party because they are single, otherwise this festival will definitely be with their families.

The landlady cooked a big meal for a table. Before the meal, everyone surrounded the fireplace with red wine and listened to music, and occasionally greeted a few words briefly, but they seemed to be unsociable people, and they all talked about it after only a few words. silence.

The inspector looked at He Fang, raised his glass to clink the glass with He Fang, and asked hesitantly, "Are you an adult?"

"I just turned eighteen this year."

He pursed his lips and said regretfully, "I'm sorry about your parents, and I haven't found the real culprit until now."

"Don't blame yourself. I can see that you are a dedicated detective. I thank you for my parents."

The two clinked glasses of wine.

A few people chatted for a while, and the landlady came over and said that it was time to eat.

Everyone raised their glasses together and said a few words of blessing.

During the meal, the landlady turned on the TV and put it on the news channel, and the sound of the TV in the room seemed more lively.

In a piece of news that was interrupted urgently, it was broadcast that the old factory was on fire. This news was broadcast faster than He Fang expected. Several people were attracted by this news. The news played back the scene and the fire was very large. It was difficult to extinguish the fire with a water gun. Fortunately, the place was open and the fire did not spread to other areas. The fire was gradually extinguished after the abandoned factory was completely burned to ashes.

"How could it catch fire? It's really terrible. Fortunately, there were no casualties." The landlady covered her mouth and said in disbelief.

The hostess continued: "According to eyewitnesses, this incident was a malicious arson incident. Below is a photo of the suspect. If any citizen finds the arsonist, please contact the police immediately. The arsonist is aggressive. Pay attention to personal safety and don't confront him head-on."

Post a photo in the upper left corner of the screen, not someone else is sitting here.

The four people present looked at each other in unison, and they were silent for a while. Only the female anchor repeatedly reminded the audience, "This person has a strong intention to attack and is extremely dangerous. Please contact the police immediately after discovering it."

The landlady got up and turned off the TV, shaking her head and saying, "This kind of news is really ruining the holiday spirit at Christmas."

He Fang looked at the only policeman present, and said with a smile, "Mr. Inspector, do you want to arrest me?"

"I wonder if something went wrong." The inspector frowned and said, looking at the well-educated young man in front of him, he couldn't connect him with the dangerous elements mentioned in the news.

He Fang looked at Holmes sitting across from him again, with a serious expression on his face, "Those people will definitely come and arrest me, they won't let me go."

Holmes nodded.

"Tomorrow the streets and alleys will be my reward orders, I think I should find a safe place to hide." He Fang gracefully wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, stood up and looked at everyone apologetically, "Sorry for spoiling everyone Ya Xing who is dining, I have to go one step ahead, so I will leave."

He Fang walked up to the landlady and hugged her, "Merry Christmas, ma'am, your cooking is delicious, thank you for your hospitality."

"Oh, poor child, you can stay here, we won't betray you." The landlady said earnestly, holding He Fang's arm, and then she looked at the others.

"Someone is chasing me, they will find me sooner or later, I can't hurt you, goodbye." He Fang let go of her, and said to the person, "Goodbye everyone."

"Put on more clothes, it's cold outside now." The landlady dug out a men's coat and scarf from the bedroom and put them on for He Fang.

Holmes also stood up and put on his coat and scarf. "I will go with you."

He Fang turned to look at him.

"Don't forget, you are my client now." He picked up the hat hanging on the hanger and put it on He Fang's head, and pulled the scarf around He Fang's neck up to cover half of his face .

The two opened the door and walked out.

"Do you trust me so much?" He Fang raised his head and asked him.

"I trust my eyes."

The two looked at each other and walked into the wind with a smile, walking aimlessly in one direction.

"Let's go to the place where the victim was killed first." He Fang suggested.

"No need, I've already been there."

"Have you found anything in common?"

"They were basically killed in the early hours of the morning. They were mainly women. One was a white-collar professional woman who worked the night shift, the other was a young woman who liked to go to nightclubs, the third was a prostitute on the street, and the last one was a male taxi driver."

"Their goals seem very arbitrary."

Holmes nodded, "The murderer is very cunning."

"Can any clues be found on the body of the victim?"

"There were no fingerprints, the wound on the neck could not even find saliva."

"What about the blood type, maybe vampires have a preference for blood type flavors."

"Well, this guess is not unfounded, but unfortunately, blood types are not identical."

"Where are we going now?"

"I connected the incidents and delineated an area. There are several bars in this area. The most popular is the MISS bar. One of the victims often goes there. Maybe you can go there and have a look. You may not be able to find someone who looks suspicious."

The MISS bar is only two streets away from here. He Fang's physique can't feel the cold. Mr. Holmes was terribly cold. The first thing that was hit was his high nose, which was red from the cold. The two speeded up their pace tacitly.

The MISS bar is holding a Christmas carnival party, and there is a long queue at the door. When it is the turn of He Fang and the two, the staff standing at the door stops them and points to the sign hanging on the door that reads 'Underage not allowed' .

"Take out your ID card."

Holmes made a motion for his wallet.

"You don't need it, you're an adult at first glance." The staff member said, looking towards where.

He Fang tore off the scarf, "I'm an adult too, sir, there's no need to waste it."

"Hey, don't try to fool me, take out your ID card obediently."

The people behind waited anxiously to urge them.

Holmes looked at him and motioned with his eyes for him to show him his identity card.

"It's still a month away." He Fang replied honestly.

"Not even a day away." The staff waved He Fang to leave.

He Fang suddenly grabbed Holmes' arm, "What if I have a guardian?"

"Who is he from you?"

"My uncle."

Holmes frowned reluctantly and looked in that direction, opening his mouth as if to say, do I look that old?

The staff thought for a while and agreed to He Fang to go in, and the two paid the entrance fee and walked into the bar.

"When did nightclubs have more regulations like this?"

"One victim is killed every day, so the government stipulates that minors are not allowed to go out at night, and it is best for adults to go together at night."

The two found a table and sat down, observing all kinds of people. He Fang searched for familiar faces according to his memory, but the place was noisy and the lights were dim, which was like looking for a needle in a haystack. He Fang and Holmes decided to go to the bar to order a glass of wine to relax.

"Underage can't drink alcohol, give him a glass of juice."

"Listen to you, Uncle—uncle—" He Fang teased deliberately.

Holmes waved his hand and shouted whatever he wanted.

The bar was supposed to be in business at night, but because of the poor security at night recently, the bar ended its Christmas party before midnight and closed its business, and everyone left together dissatisfied.

After a night of fruitlessness, the two found a hotel to stay. The next day, He Fang's photos were posted all over the streets, and the TV broadcasts interrupted news from time to time, all about the arrest of He Fang.

During the day, Holmes went out to look for clues, and He Fang stayed in the hotel and did not go out. At night, He Fang went out to look for clues. He Fang became more and more accustomed to night action. Even in the dark night without street lights, he could see clearly.

Because the police were searching for He Fang, they had to change places every day.

The two ate the takeaway that Holmes brought back from outside. He Fang didn't feel hungry, but he still ate every bite.

The room was extremely quiet, and He Fang's hearing became extremely sharp. He heard the sound of the other party chewing food, swallowing, and slowly, he could even feel the sound of blood flowing in his blood vessels. He Fang couldn't help swallowing his saliva because of the warm blood that was dripping with a sweet smell.

Holmes inadvertently raised his head to see He Fang staring at him with such eager eyes, his eyes were stupefied, which was really enough to make his hair stand on end.

"Do you want to eat the food on my plate?" Holmes raised the plate in front of him and said to He Fang.

He Fang hurriedly suppressed his own thoughts, propped his forehead, "I've become a little strange, you'd better stay away from me."

"The toxins in your body have begun to take effect?"

"It should be. I think our entrustment relationship can end. Mr. Holmes, thank you for your help. I will transfer the entrustment fee to your bank account later."

"I have not been of any help. I have to admit that this is a difficult case." The number of victims was still increasing. Holmes tried to find out some patterns among these people, but unfortunately, nothing was found.

He Fang got up and walked to the window, opened the window, he was only wearing a shirt, the wind mixed with snow whizzed towards him, he couldn't even feel a trace of cold, He Fang just wanted to use the cold wind to blow away the smell in the house, He covered his mouth and nose, but it didn't help.

"I'm leaving, Mr. Holmes." He Fang jumped straight out of the window.

This is the third floor, and there is no buffer below.

Holmes ran to the window and only saw He Fang's back standing upright in the snowstorm. He looked downstairs and decided that it would be safer to go down the stairs.

When he went downstairs, He Fang was nowhere to be seen.

He yelled forward, "Hey, I haven't told you the bank account number yet."

After shouting, he became a little depressed, the underage boy, who greeted him didn't know what it would be, death or turning into a vampire to hurt innocent people, but there was nothing he could do to help him.

Holmes drove back to Baker Street, the house he was renting. Just as he inserted the key into the keyhole, he felt someone approaching behind him. He only had time to raise his head. Before he could see who it was, a black cloth was placed over his head. bag, Holmes passed out after a shock of electricity.

When Holmes woke up, he was already lying on the bed at home. He got up and went downstairs, and saw the landlady greeted her.

"Sherlock, how are you feeling?"

Holmes looked at her with some puzzlement, "I'm fine."

"Oh, would you like a cup of coffee?"

"Thank you, it just refreshed me. I didn't seem to sleep well last night."

He sat down and picked up today's newspaper, took the coffee and thanked him. He flipped through the newspaper and saw He Fang's photo, "Arsonist, this kid doesn't look very old." He glanced at the news and put the newspaper on On the side, grab your knife and fork and start enjoying today's breakfast.

Hearing the doorbell, he put down his knife and fork and turned to look at the door. The landlady ran over and opened the door. There stood Mycroft Holmes outside the door. His brother, Mycroft, said good morning to the landlady and walked in.

Holmes saw that he resumed his breakfast.

"Mycroft, have you had breakfast yet?" The landlady was still concerned.

"I've used it, thank you." He pulled away the chair opposite Holmes. "If you don't mind, could I have a cup of coffee?" he said to the landlord.

Holmes was a little annoyed by the staring of Holmes Mycroft, especially his half-smile, which was really weird.

"What are you doing here?"

"I really don't want to see you, but two people keep calling me, saying that they miss you very much, and hope that you can go back to accompany them, otherwise they will come to see you by themselves."

Holmes knew immediately that he was referring to his parents.

"Am I a child?"

"Sometimes you don't behave like an adult." Mycroft Holmes spared no effort to sarcastically sarcastically his younger brother.

Holmes ignored him. After finishing breakfast, he got up and went upstairs. Mycroft didn't stop him. His eyes fell on the newspaper on the table, and then looked up at Holmes.

Holmes went upstairs and changed his clothes. Seeing that Mycroft hadn't left yet, "I'm going out now."

"Where?"

"I don't need to report to you. If it's okay, I'll go first."

"Wait." Mycroft called to him, "You should take a vacation for yourself. Look at yourself. You look like an old man in his dying days. Put those cases aside and you should relax."

Holmes wrinkled his facial features together, touched his chin, and said some nonsense.

"You can go to my manor in the south to stay for a few days and give yourself a vacation."

Holmes also felt that his complexion was a little bad when he woke up in the morning, but he only thought that he hadn't had a good rest, so it wouldn't be so exaggerated by what Mycroft said.

Holmes disobeyed his brother's advice, and he never obeyed his brother.

He went out to find the inspector and wanted to know the latest case from him. When the inspector saw him, he greeted him with some joy, "Oh, Sherlock, you're back."

"Where have I been?" Holmes wondered.

The detective was even more puzzled, looked at him with a frown, and briefly narrated how he and He Fang left. Holmes frowned deeply when he heard this, rubbed his forehead, his expression became a little dazed, "I seem to have forgotten something? What's the date? Is Christmas over?"

"My God, it's been days since Christmas."

"I'm going to find a place to sit and think about it."

They sat down in a café, and Holmes tried in vain to recall something.

Holmes lost part of his memory, which made him a little disturbed. He began to understand Anthony. His parents had just been killed this month. The abandoned factory has become the target of raids in the city. What surprised him even more was that he had stayed with him for a few days. Where is Anthony now?

He Fang hid in a small wooden house in the woods. He Fang once encountered a person with supernatural powers who came to arrest him. Their superiors issued a death order. By then, he should have been corroded by toxins, lost his human nature, and turned into a vampire.

He Fang is much stronger than they imagined. Although he has grown fangs and has a strong appetite for blood, he can still stay awake and prevent himself from doing crazy things, but he doesn't know how long he can last.

After turning into this appearance of neither human nor ghost, He Fang's sense of smell became extremely sensitive. He found the unique smell possessed by vampires in the crowd. He Fang did not act rashly, but followed the vampire to this place. Dare to get too close, afraid of being discovered, after several days of tracking, let him find out a place where vampires gather, it is in the depths of this forest, in an old castle on the mountain.

The castle is very lively tonight. It seems to be celebrating something. Recently, there have been several cases of missing girls. No one thinks of these vampires. Unfortunately, these vampires did it. He Fangting can understand them. With the fresh blood of a young girl, it must taste very good.

He Fang hurriedly stopped himself so that he couldn't think about it anymore. He put away his perverted thoughts and walked towards the castle dressed neatly, but was stopped by someone outside, "Hey, I haven't seen you before."

"I was new."

The man looked at him suspiciously, sniffed his scent, and showed disgust, "LeverE, lowly, you have no right to enter this place, get out of here."

It turns out that vampires also pay attention to bloodlines. He Fang was originally a human being, but he was infected after being bitten by a vampire. In the camp of vampires, he can only wander outside, and no one thinks highly of him.

He Fang was not angry, and looked up at the ancient castle with a long history in front of him. It would be a pity if it was destroyed.

He Fang walked around the castle, unwilling to leave for a long time, heard the melodious music coming from inside, the banquet should have started, he heard the scream of the girl whose wrist was cut, and the blood flowing into the goblet The sound, the vampires laughed and tasted the delicacies of the world.

He Fang supported the castle and tried his best to restrain the strong desire rising in his body. The desire for blood made He Fang deeply hate himself.

When he left, a large piece of land was suddenly emptied among the trees on the top of the mountain. It seemed that something had existed here.

He Fang: "What will happen if I become a vampire?"

Xiaoyu: "Mission failed."

"So what if you fail?"

"It doesn't matter, I just become an immortal blood-sucking monster in this world, feeding on blood, and living degenerately in the dark."

"Don't mention blood, I'm very hungry now." He Fang hadn't eaten for three or four days, and ordinary food could no longer provide him with nutrients.

"Boss, are you going to give up the mission?"

"From the beginning, I have no choice, only this default task. I am not omnipotent, and sometimes I am powerless." He Fang subconsciously touched the rosary on his wrist, "Let's deal with these bastards first." After speaking, he disappeared in place.

The vampires immersed in the banquet in the castle did not realize the coming crisis.

He Fang swung open the ancient gate of the old castle, his voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone present, "Welcome to my world, vampires."

He Fang's rude intrusion and insulting words made everyone present furious. As the organizer of the banquet and the owner of the castle, the vampire who claimed to be the earl came out to teach He Fang a lesson, but his attack was caught by He Fang only He blocked it with his mind.

As soon as he raised his hand, that Mr. Earl flew to the ceiling. This move made everyone dare not act rashly.

He Fang glanced at the girls who were put on the table as food. Some of them lost blood and fainted, and some of them hugged each other in horror.

He Fang threw them out of space with a wave of his sleeves.

"Okay, now there are no idlers waiting, we can have a carnival to our heart's content." He Fang greeted like a master, when the music remembered, the bodies of the people present swayed uncontrollably, He Fang looked at them with a smile, In his world, unless someone's spiritual power surpasses him, he can only be at the mercy of him, but unfortunately, in order to maximize the use of space, He Fang spent almost all his growth points on improving his spiritual power.

"This castle is so beautiful, I am reluctant to destroy it with my own hands." He Fang said regretfully. He stretched his hands to the sides, and the fire flew along his hands like a fire dragon. The vampires screamed and rolled on the ground, and some wanted to escape when they saw that the situation was not good, but the doors and windows could not be opened.

Seeing that the entire castle was engulfed by the fire, He Fang exited the space, and said mockingly: "I am omnipotent only in the space."

"Boss, you are the Almighty God in my heart." Xiaoyu praised.

He Fang laughed, "I still have one thing to do." He looked at the sky, "It's still dark."

After finishing what He Fang said, he was sitting on the top of the tallest building in the city, looking into the distance, Xiaoyu asked him what he was waiting for, and He Fang said that he had never seen the sunrise before, and wanted to see it today.

Xiaoyu felt that He Fang must be crazy, and he would be killed by the sun now.

He Fang felt that Xiaoyu was a little noisy, so he cut off contact with him, then took out a cigarette and lit it, and quietly looked at the fading Dongfang.

Holmes woke up as usual. He got off the bed, stood up and saw a box on the window sill. He went to pick it up, and it was heavy. Inside was all kinds of gold and silver jewels, and there was a small piece of paper on it. .

"Mr. Holmes, I don't have any cash. I will take this as your reward. Thank you for helping me." There was no sign behind, and he opened the curtains. The first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on his face, and he squinted his eyes Looking out of the window, the window was not fastened. He pushed the window up and leaned out to look out. The cold wind made him shiver.

He yelled into the cold air, "Where are you—"

"Sherlock, what are you shouting so early in the morning?" the landlady knocked on the door wrapped in her nightgown and asked.

Holmes opened the door. "Someone brought me this thing. I think it must be him. He is still alive."

The landlady looked at the words left on the piece of paper, covered her mouth and blushed, "Oh, poor child, why did God treat him so unfairly, I hope he can live well."

"He must be alive."

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When He Fang regained consciousness, he was lying in a simulation cabin, and all the memories about himself came back to his mind. What kind of smart guards, FMD planets were all fabricated, and after entering the simulation test, his existing The memory will be completely sealed, and the memory can only be restored after exiting the test.

He opened the hatch and walked out. There were dozens of simulation cabins in this room, some of which were opened and some were still closed. He Fang walked out and came to the command room next door.

"Report."

"Come in."

He Fang walked in and saluted the person sitting there. The person didn't even lift his head. He looked at the screen on the table, clicked it, and the words on it were projected onto the opposite wall.

"This is your test data, and the comprehensive assessment failed."

He Fang had already guessed the result, but he still felt very disappointed after confirming it.

"I don't think you're fit to be a commander."

"Dad." He Fang shouted.

The man scolded with a serious expression: "There is no father here, only the officer."

"Yes, sir." He Fang gave a standard military salute, keeping his back straight.

"Go back and reflect on your problem again."

"I didn't complete the mission in the last world, and I chose to commit suicide." He Fang thinks this is the reason why he failed.

The man waved his hand, "Go back and think about it."

He Fang was not reconciled but turned around and left.

Leaving the gate of the training room, He Fang raised his hand, pressed his wrist watch, a car sped over from the parking lot, and He Fang got into the co-pilot.

The intelligent robot asked: "Master, please choose a destination."

"go home."

After setting the route, the suspension vehicle moves automatically. He Fang looks at the modern new building standing outside the window. The residents here are all human beings who have migrated from the earth. The immigrants who have lived here for a hundred years may have forgotten that they were once earthlings. They have a new title Alpha planet people.

He Fang's great-grandfather was one of the first pioneers to come to Planet α. He Fang's grandfather was the second highest executive of this planet, and his father is now the principal of the military academy.

He Fang's physical fitness and theoretical scores exceeded the admission standards, but he failed the simulation training for the first time, and he returned home soon.

His elder brother took a day off today to go home and wanted to help He Fang celebrate his passing the entrance exam. He is now a student in the command department of the military academy and the president of the student union. .

But seeing He Fang's forced smile, he swallowed back the words of congratulations.

"Is there something wrong? That mock test is just a waste of time in my opinion. How could it fail in this one?"

"I didn't complete the task in the last level, so I gave up."

"Why?" My brother asked in surprise.

"Because that is an impossible task." He Fang briefly explained his last world task.

His elder brother was silent for a while, and he didn't agree with He Fang's statement, "As long as you don't die, the mission is not considered a failure."

"But then I will soon become a vampire."

"Then become a vampire. As long as you are alive, you can find a way to become a human. You shouldn't choose to give up the mission, and if you commit suicide during the mission, you will definitely get a low score."

"Because I'm afraid." He Fang said softly, he didn't dare to look up.

"What did you say?"

"I'm afraid of endless life."

"I can't understand what you said, it makes me think you are a coward, a coward, you don't have a tough heart, so just give up." The elder brother roared.

During dinner at night, my father said to my brother: "There is a boy who passed the test with the same full score as you."

"It's just full marks, nothing to be surprised about, Dad, it's not difficult." My brother said indifferently.

Mom kicked him under the table, and at the same time signaled Dad with her eyes, but Dad continued to say as if he didn't see it: "It's not easy to get full marks. In addition to completing the task well, you also need to compare your own level with the level of the smart guard." Achieving an A grade."

After dinner, Dad called He Fang to the study and took his today's test sheet, "In the whole test, I only saw your personal heroism, aloof and arrogant, and reckless behavior, even after seeing the auxiliary function of the smart guard. Afterwards, you still held distrust, wasted your time and neglected to improve your abilities, had no goals, completed tasks so-so, and committed time-out fouls. In the last world, you even chose to commit suicide. I am very disappointed in you.”

Maybe it’s the bad childhood memories that made He Fang always have a sense of distrust towards others. When he was young, some people who deliberately made friends with him only valued his family background, which made He Fang very distressed, but his brother didn’t seem to have this kind of trouble. It seems that he is the only one so unlucky.

He usually has no social activities. He stays in the room after school. When his brother gathers, he will ask him to go out together. He Fang doesn't like crowded places. Even if he is pulled out by force, he will just sit in the corner , Try to reduce your own sense of existence, when others see him occasionally, they will only call him, so-and-so's younger brother, so-and-so's son, so-and-so's grandson, He Fang hates going out even more.

He Fang was in a daze for too long, he hurriedly withdrew his thoughts and looked at his father.

"Tell me, why do you want to be admitted to the military academy and become a commander?"

This question was the last big question in the exam, and He Fang answered it very well.

"Stop talking nonsense, tell me what you really think."

"I want to prove myself." He Fang shouted almost in a roaring voice.

It can be said that the command department that can enter the military academy is one in a million. The entire command department only recruits 30 people every year. After these people graduate, most of them will be assigned to the battleship as commanders.

"Then you can prove it to me." He slapped the test sheet on the table.

"Please give me another chance." He Fang said with firm eyes.

"You have to wait until the recruitment is not satisfied before you can make up the recruitment. You just pray that there are still places left."

Three days later, He Fang got the good news. There were 1000 spots, and the last one was left, but there were more than [-] people who signed up for supplementary recruitment. Before entering the training room, He Fang's father asked him, so many people are competing for a spot, how do you compete? Have you passed so many people?

I just think about more than one person.

who is it?

No.2.

He Fang's father patted him on the shoulder in relief, "As my son, I will only be strict with you, so the world you go to has a higher degree of difficulty than others."

"Thank you, sir." He Fang said with a solemn expression, respecting the military salute.

According to the number, He Fang found his simulation cabin, opened the hatch and walked in, the hatch closed slowly, and what world would be waiting for him when he opened his eyes again?

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