There seems to be something wrong with my tenant

"Sherlock—"

After seeing another glass bottle in the refrigerator that was enough to make this morning bloody and terrifying, John had to draw out his roommate's name in a drawn out voice.

After completing a case last night, Sherlock rarely obediently went upstairs to bed on time.John couldn't guarantee that the other party was sleeping obediently, but at least there were no strange movements in Sherlock's room.

I thought that Sherlock would settle down for a few days after this incident, but who knew that the next day when he came together, he was baptized by an unknown experimental product in the refrigerator.

John thought to himself, it's no wonder Jason looked at him with pity yesterday, who is living with Sherlock... How many times will he collapse every now and then after co-renting?

Sherlock came out of the room slowly, but to John's surprise, he not only came out by himself, but also followed a pure black cat behind him.

Today's Sherlock is also wearing a well-fitting three-piece suit, the black cat walks calmly, and its tail is raised high.

The rhythm of one person and one cat going down the stairs even seems to be a bit synchronized.

John: "..." Oh no, he's hallucinating under too much pressure.

Sherlock just glanced at John, and understood the other's thoughts from the expression on his roommate's face.

He glanced coldly at the black cat at his feet, who was jumping down deftly because of the knots in the stairs, and was still looking up reservedly in front of Sherlock, waiting for the biped to come down.

Sherlock barely opened his mouth to explain: "This is not my cat, nor is it a fantasy in your little head, John."

He held the black cat by the nape of its neck unceremoniously, and after it made two helpless “mi” sounds, the black cat found sadly that this biped was very cruel—not only did he not hold himself in his arms and smooth his fur , and even dangled it!

John felt a little sorry for the black cat. The moment Sherlock put it on the back of the sofa, it scurried to the ground and cleverly climbed to the top of the refrigerator.

John looked at the flicking black tail on it, and felt the urge to grab it.

"I didn't know you still wanted to have a cat..." John gently closed the refrigerator.

The black cat was still curled up on it, its vigilant green eyes staring at the two bipeds who didn't know what to do.

Sherlock: "I told you John, it wasn't mine - well, here comes the man who picked it up yesterday."

Hearing this sentence, John subconsciously looked up at the door.As if in response to Sherlock and his performance, there was a knock on the door.

John tried to figure it out with his own ability: "I think the person you are talking about should be that little Mr. Holmes?"

"Well."

Sherlock glanced at his roommate appreciatively: "It's that guy."

After speaking, he took the crystal given to him by the other party and began to observe.

"Hi, good morning John!"

Several visitors greeted each other, and under John's questioning, Little Holmes told him the story of being touched by a black cat last night.

"...Although I don't know the specific portal, its owner must be on Baker Street."

At that time, Sherlock was a little impatient with the black cat. The scene of the two of them confronting each other in the street at night was like a competition between two cats, one big and one small.

Xiali didn't care about this kind of thing at first, but seeing that Sherlock was upset, he forced the black cat to him.

"Oh, then I'm going to ask who lost the cat today." John said so, and poured tea for several guests.

When passing by Sherlock, John couldn't help being a little confused when he saw the crystal: "Sherlock, this is..."

For a moment, the Xiali people were also attracted by the crystal that Sherlock was playing with.

"Changed?" Tony murmured.

Xiali saw that the other party tossed the crystal calmly, the deep and secluded green crystal shone in the air, even though the falling speed was fast, it revealed its beauty.

After all eyes fell on him, Sherlock handed out the crystal to show them.

"That's right, at 27:[-] in the morning, the crystal began to diffuse color from the center."

This green crystal was darker than Peter's previous one, like... well, like the eye of that black cat that was sneaking up.

The black cat circled around Sherlock's feet curiously, and even stretched out two front paws to grab Sherlock's high-end suit pants.John saw the snags on the top of the trousers for a moment, and he let out a distressed gasp from his heart with empathy.

Peter looked at the curious black cat, and said with a smile in his tone, "You must get along very well."

Cats are eccentric creatures. If they like a human being, they may not approach them.But if a cat hates a person, then it will definitely go away and hide.

While thinking about which crime "I" corresponds to, Xia Li also answered: "You obviously disliked it last night."

Sherlock: "..."

But this black cat is so obsessive that it follows Sherlock wherever he goes.Allowing the black cat to share a room with him is Sherlock's greatest tolerance for it.

John's focus is not here, his focus is completely attracted by the accurate timing of his roommate.

"Sherlock, you didn't sleep at one o'clock last night?"

Sherlock said naturally: "Otherwise, how could I see the change of the crystal? By the way, I went downstairs to do an experiment, and I didn't return to the room until four in the morning." The lump in the refrigerator was the product of his experiment.

other people:"……"

John: "..." Are you quite proud?

Sherlock didn't continue to talk about this topic. His speculation about the crystal originally came from the "Divine Comedy" that he had read before.

Sherlock, who fell into boredom again after solving the case, obviously won't fall asleep easily.Idle is also idle, he simply started to use the seven deadly sins as keywords, and read a lot of related documents and records.

And after classifying and summarizing the causes of the seven deadly sins from ancient times to the present, Sherlock believes that his "crime" is between greed and laziness.

Whether it is the excessive desire for something in the crime of "greed", or the irresponsibility of "laziness"...

Sherlock judged himself objectively, and he did have these problems.

Just like what others say about him, Sherlock is a freak who pursues the case until he is obsessed, and can even get fun from criminals—no, Sherlock himself doesn’t think that, he just likes the process of deciphering.

He can be excited and even elated at the scene of the crime. This performance is very different from ordinary people and is worthy of the fear and disgust of ordinary people towards him.

Sherlock didn't think it mattered. When he was hypnotized with a few interesting cases in the memory palace before going to bed, the black cat started to run around the room actively...

As it ran wildly, Sherlock had to turn on the lights to catch the little devil.

The moment he turned on the light, Sherlock noticed that the crystal he had never left had begun to change color.

……

Samuel looked at the more and more perfect buildings in front of him, and boasted to the little devil in satisfaction: "Look! This is the country I built for you—"

The little devil shook his shoulders unaccustomedly, and he said doubtfully, "But I can't see it now."

Samuel: "..." Ah, forgot.

Looking at the little devil embarrassedly, Samuel led him to continue discussing things with the mysterious man.

During the days when the tenants were away, Samuel came to such a conclusion through many insinuations.

The crystals filled by the tenants for the mysterious man can help him evolve himself to reach a mature body.

Demons are a unique race in hell. There is almost no bottleneck in their evolutionary growth trajectory. Even low-level demons are not far behind. The treatment of demons can be on par with that of the birds in heaven.

As one of the strange creatures in hell, the mysterious man needs to find the most suitable energy for his evolution.

It is also a coincidence that the energy that the mysterious person needs is the seven deadly sins - in hell, the seven deadly sins can be said to be the highest quality and most rare energy.

"So my group of tenants really just happen to meet your conditions?"

Samuel thought for a while, and always felt that this matter seemed a little too smooth.

But in the magic world, luck is a very unpredictable thing.Some species are born with smooth sailing, and some races are born with many disasters.

So after struggling for a moment, Samuel didn't think about it any more.

Maybe the mysterious person is lucky?

Mysterious man: "They're coming back..."

The little devil shook its wings, and he sensitively captured the magic wave, just above the ground tens of meters away from them——

Tony: "It's greed, I think it's greed!"

Sherlock: "I told you, it's laziness."

Tony: "You just made a wild guess, it must be a wild guess, I bet it's greed—"

Jason heard them arguing all the way, and his head felt dizzy.

what is this?Tony insists that Sherlock is a detective and he knows the Seven Deadly Sins.

Sherlock felt that as the party involved, he had a say more than anyone else.

Samuel and the little devil flew out together. The moment he saw the crystal, Samuel raised his eyebrows: "Wow, is it lazy? Actually, I'm not surprised."

Whether it's nothing to do with salted fish paralysis, or the behavior of desperately pursuing the facts of the crime, Samuel feels that Sherlock's "crime" is worthy of the name.

Tony: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Sherlock raised his tail rarely: "I'll just say—"

Tony said calmly, "It's nothing to be proud of if you're lazy, right?"

Sherlock smiled: "If it's you, then of course you can be proud."

After all, it is arrogant.

The crowd watching the battle between 413 Zui Cannon Kings again: "..."

Peter had to come out and interrupt the conversation between the two: "Hey, we can actually give the crystal to the mysterious man."

After the crystal matter came to an end, they also noticed the gradually formed outline of Ariel.

Even though they had been to Yali Rui before, Peter and Clark couldn't help but wonder: "Is this your city?"

As the future city lord, the little devil proudly spread his wings: "Yes, although I can't see what the city looks like, I've already flown there to experience it!"

The building materials of hell also contain magic breath, otherwise, wouldn't all races break the house with a little force?The little devil used magic to outline the appearance of the city buildings, and he even named his city himself.

"I call it 'Ariel', which means 'hell in hell' in devil language!"

Peter, Clark: "..."

What, what?This is Ali Rui? !That bustling hell city they had been to?

Others who remembered the source of the snake language fruit: "???"

What?This is the city where the snake language fruit is grown?So the Parsley Fruit was given to them by Samuel? !

Moreover, the hell of hell, the name is really...

But seeing that the two Samuels didn't feel anything wrong at all, everyone stopped talking.

Forget it, maybe this is the aesthetic difference.

When the tenants were about to quickly open the next world, Samuel stopped them.

Even though Samuel tried his best to restrain himself, he still had a bit of complacency in his tone: "Wait, during the time you were away, I actually made a deal with that mysterious guy."

It's so diabolical to ask the tenants to save themselves!

Samuel also remembered something about Clark. According to his guess, if a few people found the world of Clark's seven deadly sins, they might not be able to escape unscathed.

"It just so happens that half of my current strength is back, so I'll ask him to let me act with you!"

The landlord's words made several people dumbfounded, but at the same time, there was a bit of indescribable warmth.

Clark asked helplessly and gently, "Then what did you exchange with him?"

Samuel stretched out his hand, and a transparent crystal lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

Samuel laughed happily: "When I contacted Penny, he said that Penny happened to have a crime, so..."

Everyone: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Everyone: "???"

Samuel thought calmly, for the unity of this group of tenants, he really paid too much to prevent Petunia from being excluded by several neighbors!

Penny, who was chatting with the newly added handsome guy on the phone: "Ah Choo—"

She rubbed the bridge of her nose: "Have a cold?"

Picking up the wine glass and taking another big sip, Penny continued to chat with the next boyfriend candidate indifferently.