[The Phantom of the Opera] Redemption

Taking a sip of water, he continued, "As they grew up slowly, their bad behavior became more and more serious, and finally, this day came, and they began to feel that it was an eyesore for Leonard Gnoster to still be alive. The crisis in their lives happened at the same time. William's company was on the verge of bankruptcy, and the partners fled with the money. Victor had no money to maintain his high-end life, and he spent too much on gambling. Vincent Eager to start a business without a fund, and was caught in the stock market, and Hannah, she was dazzled by a man, and wanted to invest a lot of money in him. As long as at this time, Leonard Gnos Te is dead, and everything they think in their hearts can be realized logically."

"Then, they started to prepare. With the cooperation of some four people, many methods began to become seamless. Their plan was really smooth. Leonard Gnoster's health was getting worse day by day, maybe It was his bad luck, and their actions just aroused the deepest fear in his heart. You know, as a not-so-bright businessman, he inevitably had a few disgraceful things in his hands. He In the end, I also lost myself, but it doesn't matter, the gears of fate have begun to roll, and it is the fate written by Leonard Gnoster."

Mitchell leaned out half of his body earlier, his face was hidden in the darkness, combined with the gloomy scenery outside the window, it was even more creepy, but Eric listened carefully, he This is the first time I heard such a bloody inside story. The world of the world is not happy. "One thing, they will never know anyway, the reason they got into trouble is Leonard, their own father stabbed them in the back...the most ruthless knife."

"I rushed here eagerly. I thought something would happen. By accident, I brought it with me. Many drugs I developed before, I always thought I would use it. At this time, I didn't know, Lei Nader has such a deep hatred for his children in his heart. Everything started to happen after Leonard's death, and I was uneasy. Sherlock and I decided to split up, and I couldn't hold back my inner curiosity. , walked into his study. Here, I have to say, knowing something heresy is of great help at a critical moment. I pried open one of his hidden safes, and I saw the most important thing he had concealed for decades. The deadly secret, no one would have guessed that he actually wrote all these things down and hid them in his study. I'll come to you immediately, Eric, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have left you alone in the room, You won't be held hostage by Hannah Gnoster."

Whenever his brown eyes look at others like this, the other party will always have an illusion that he loves him, not to mention that the feelings inside are real now, Eric turned his head, serious reputation : "I was not careful, I don't need other people's protection."

"But why did the four of them suddenly become like this? They seemed to have gone crazy that night!" Watson said a little excitedly, that was the most frightening night he had ever had!

Mitchell narrowed his eyes slightly, "Of course they are crazy, and they have taken drugs containing hallucinogenic and excitatory effects at the same time. Who can stay awake? The most secret thoughts in their hearts have been completely wiped out by the drugs. The bottom is magnified, so they sat without any scruples about what they thought in their hearts. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would believe what he would do? All the relatives present are relatives who are related to him by blood!"

"According to Leonard Gnoster, Mrs. Kellogg was the one who prescribed the drug. He probably just told her that he wanted those unfilial children to learn a lesson. For a resolute woman like her, this kind of thing doesn't matter. It won't affect her much, and she is the one who warned us to leave tonight, the drug should be the jam in the kitchen, it's placed in the middle of the jam, it's like a time bomb, wait Don't you find it strange that Mrs. Kellogg decided to carry out the master's order in advance when we mentioned the arrival, and Mrs. Kellogg took a new jar of jam when there was still half of it."

Mitchell lowered his head and sighed, "Unexpectedly, I was just a tool of his. His layout started ten years ago, so how could I catch up with him. He spared no effort to support me in God. How could I forget my lab key and he still has one. But there's nothing we can do, we don't have any evidence, and the real killer is already in hell, Kay Mrs. Logue has achieved her purpose and will soon die, so let this be settled."

"Will he die soon?" Watson always cared about these issues, "Dr. Bartley, I don't think you can conspire with that gentleman."

"That's why Mrs. Kellogg, who was dismissed before the housekeeper, was diagnosed with a terminal illness in my clinic three months ago, just before I left for Paris, She can't live for more than a year, and she only took some painkillers from me. So, I don't want this matter to be exposed. Once all the details are clearly laid out in the sun, you will understand, right? Thinking about it, I naturally became the number one suspect in the seizure of property, what a perfect plan, isn't it?"

"Motivation, for money, medicine, I have too much in my laboratory, isn't it, it is logical to drive Mrs. Kellogg to do this, isn't it, all the clues are connected to me. I understood almost immediately, this It was Leonard Gnoster who gave me the warning to shut up or die. That's what he was, and they always envied me for being valued by my own father. In fact, he only valued my worth That's all."

There was a brief silence in the car, and the rattling horseshoes brought them to the train station. The time was just right, and they got on the train smoothly with their luggage. Unknowingly, Mitchell was already holding tightly. Eric's hand, they quickly found their own box under Clark's leadership. This time, Mitchell and Sherlock were not the same.

After they settled their luggage, Mitchell took Eric to Sherlock's box, "Sherlock, we can only communicate by letters for the time being. I have booked a boat ticket to France tomorrow morning. After that, we went straight to Paris. Now we have to say goodbye."

Sherlock looked at him seriously, "I knew a long time ago that you must be fully prepared. I think your house on Baker Street will have a new tenant tomorrow. I should have thought of it a long time ago, Since you suddenly returned to your residence in London, and Clark didn't accompany you this time, I should have known long ago. When you realized that you were already part of the plan, you had already paved all your back roads. "

Mitchell held Eric's hand tightly. He didn't face Watson, but walked with Sherlock to the empty aisle, "I don't know if you can accept it, but I sincerely hope I will not lose you as a friend, Eric is not my relative, but it is completely true that he is my important relative, and his surname is Bartley, as it should be, I love him, I probably can only love him in this life , So, I can't stay here any longer, this is what I started to prepare the day I met him, and I just told you today."

Sherlock just looked at him seriously and nodded slightly, "Then, I wish you all the best in Switzerland, but you don't need such blessings, you have strength. I don't know what love is, in my eyes, it's just The result of impulsive and insignificant things will affect my judgment, but now it seems that the influence on a person's judgment is not as great as I thought. You can definitely start a new one in Switzerland Life, London is too old for you, history has rolled on, and they are still sleeping in the dream of the past."

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☆, leave temporarily

Mitchell grabbed Eric's hand even more tightly, and the expression on his face became more sincere, "Sherlock, you will also find that person, the person who affects your every move, maybe he has come Maybe it’s by your side and you haven’t noticed it yet.” At this point, he glanced at the closed carriage doors without leaving a trace, and Watson was sitting in one of them, and he should be wondering why they avoided him. Talk to yourself outside.

"Sherlock, you have to be careful. The forces of darkness have begun to rise in London, and you will be their first target. Compared with the illusory victory, I care more about your life, my only friend. "Mitchell turned his head very quickly, and immediately said: "It seems that I can only talk to you here, the time that belongs to us has come, let's say goodbye here, please apologize to Dr. Watson for me , When you have time to come to Switzerland, you must inform me to entertain you well."

Immediately afterwards, Mitchell dragged Eric to the end of the train, opened the door, and the icy cold wind hit violently.He winked playfully, "My friend, I am not someone who can be easily found by others. The hope of my plan's success rests entirely on you."

"Of course." Sherlock tightened his coat, with a hint of teasing, "My friend, you have sacrificed so much to soak yourself in ice water in this season, so, this time, I am I really wish you the best of luck.”

At this time, the front of the train has entered the bridge, and there is a deep canyon below, and the dark river flows endlessly below. Mitchell suddenly approached Eric and shouted in his ear: "Eric, you have to believe I, I really love you." As he spoke, his lips pressed tightly against each other, but he took a deep breath, "Come on, take a deep breath..."

In the next second, their figures all disappeared on the train, and after a while, there was an invisible splash in the river. In the darkness, indistinctly, he saw a small steamboat waiting below, and Sherlock moved towards They waved their hands, closed the door, and went back gracefully.Dr. Mitchell Bartley and his assistants didn't appear on this train from the beginning to the end, didn't they, did anyone really see them?

"Peng..." They slammed into the water heavily, but in just a moment, the cold river water filled their bodies, and their heavy coats hindered their movements. Even though Clark's movements were too fast, Eric still couldn't help Sinking to the bottom of the water, Mitchell quickly dragged off the overcoat that was obstructing his body, and rushed into the water with a slam. Eric sank so fast that he didn't have any desire to paddle at all. mean.

Eric hadn't always lived by the water, how could he not be able to swim?He must have recalled something, Mitchell immediately speeded up, he paddled vigorously, kicked hard, and finally touched his fingertips, it was very cold, without human breath at all, this kind of cold It emanated from the body, and it must have been caused by his childhood experience to make trouble again. It was like this every time. The scar was deeply engraved in his heart and could not be dispelled.

Finally, he rushed out of the water with Eric. Clark had been waiting on the boat for a long time. Mitchell supported the board with one hand, and strode into the cabin with Eric.This is a very simple boat, and the surrounding layout only blocks the cold wind.He immediately took off the wet clothes on Eric's body, and wiped his skin with a towel soaked in hot water. The skin on Eric's body was completely different from his face. It was very delicate and white, like Fine white porcelain, very beautiful.Mitchell couldn't care less about admiring it, and felt a trace of warmth on his body, which wrapped his whole body in thick fur, and then stuffed it into the extremely comfortable quilt that had been baked.

After finishing all this, he changed his clothes in a corner of the cabin. Clark came in with hot soup at the right time. He simmered a pot of hot radish and beef soup for a long time, and the beef could almost melt. up.Mitchell immediately moved himself with his icy body and clothes to the side of the coal stove, and after a while, his body was almost warmed up, so he re-entered the cabin and put Eric still slightly The trembling body was hugged in his arms.

He began to call his name softly: "Eric, Eric, wake up, wake up, you can't continue to sleep...get up first."

As he shouted, he gently rubbed his face and arms. After shouting like this for a while, Eric finally opened his eyes, with a trace of confusion and a trace of fragility. "Where am I? I saw hell, I saw the life of that day, I thought, I went back to that time, the dark afternoon, the dark sky..."

"Eric, that's just your memory, it's just an illusion, we just jumped into the river, and the sky at night is of course dark." Mitchell took the opportunity to squeeze closer, and he squeezed lightly. Touched his still cold lips, a little bit of warmth, "Look, I'm by your side, your body is still warm, no one can hurt you, it's my mistake, I shouldn't have left without consulting you You must have been terrified to jump off the train."

A crisp sound of "snap" appeared on his face, Eric put down his hand a little embarrassed, he still couldn't control his strength well, "I just want to keep your face away from me A little farther away, at least fifteen centimeters of refusal is the best distance for people to feel comfortable, doesn't the respected Doctor Bartley know?"

Mitchell put his hands on his face without hesitation, "Your palms are starting to warm up, just now at the bottom of the water, your body is so cold, my heart almost wants to go with you Now, Eric, don't worry me so much in the future, okay, you can tell me anything."

Clark's foot accidentally kicked against the sundries piled up next to him, making a slight noise, he could only walk out of the darkness with a suppressed smile, the master really went all out, "Master, I have brought the soup you ordered .”

Eric jumped out of his arms in an instant, Mitchell pretended to be nonchalant, and took the beef soup in Clark's hand, "Eric, drink some, your body is about to freeze, it's me What a mistake, I actually forgot that the human body is so fragile that it cannot withstand any damage at all. Come on, I will be more careful. However, you only need to wait for a while, and you will have the most perfect Body, I promise..."

Eric took the bowl by himself, and drank it one mouthful. The boiling beef soup entered his cold body, and it felt good to have his stomach full. "The human body is very fragile? Mitchell Bartley , What the hell are you, you have been insisting on the difference between yourself and human beings, maybe you are some radicals wandering in Eastern Europe."

"Of course not. They're just a bunch of clowns jumping up and down. I've gone farther than anyone else on the road of life. Eric, this is not a topic you can touch. I'll tell you later Yes, little by little, you are destined to walk this path with me."

Mitchell looked at the galaxy in the sky and muttered to himself: "This time has come. The more people want to challenge the order, the more they need a strong force to restrain them. This is an era of the strong, Eric, follow me Let’s walk together to reach another realm, don’t retreat, don’t panic…”

☆, dust settled

His voice was too indistinct, and Eric could only roughly hear it. At this moment, a light suddenly appeared on the river. It flickered with a faint light, and it appeared there firmly. Mitchell went to Suddenly turned around and blocked Eric's eyes, "Eric, you should sleep first, I have everything, please rest assured and sleep boldly, when you wake up, we will have arrived, the journey is still very long, You'd better save your stamina first."

In just such a short time, the lamp disappeared again.

Mitchell blocked his sight firmly, and his smile was still so gentle, "Eric, I know you must be very tired now, close your eyes and go to sleep first, we will be very comfortable Arriving in France, Eric, your eyes must feel heavy and you want to close them, and then, be quiet..."

Faint incense was ignited in a corner of the cabin, releasing a barely smellable fragrance. Eric really felt that his body was extremely heavy. He fell back and lost consciousness.

I don't know when, the river has been filled with black boats, all of them have a white lamp on the prow, and there is a person sitting on the boat, all kinds of people, their eyes are a little dull, as if It's all... dead!Yes, this is exactly the scene of people going to the underground world after death.

Then, they saw a familiar figure, Leonard Gnoster was also one of them, as soon as Clark waved, the boat drifted towards them unsteadily, and the others were all terrified of this Familiar with the situation. See. No. See.He seemed to be gradually waking up, looking at Mitchell with more fear in his eyes, and when the boat came to a stop, his screams also started: "Mitchell Bartley! Do you want What to do, do you also want to kill me once, impossible, I can control my own destiny, you will only become a victim of my plan! Hahaha..."

He saw a bottomless black hole that gradually opened up on the river not far away. It seemed to have the magic power to swallow everything. Mitchell's pitiful eyes kept wandering on his body, "Because to me Said, you are just an ant, I will indulge your behavior, you know nothing about my strength, why should I be angry?"

"No, it's impossible, you're just an ordinary doctor, you're a doctor!" His hysterical scream was really harsh, as uncomfortable as a needle prick, Clark immediately snapped his fingers, and he The sharp voice stopped abruptly.

Mitchell touched his cane slowly, "Reynard Gnoster, I'm just here to see what will happen to you, the person who plotted against me, I will definitely make him pay the price, but, I have always been a kind person, and I will definitely let him die without regret."

A cold wind blew by, the coldness seemed to rise from the abyss, black hoods suddenly appeared on their bodies, tightly covering everything about them, a book with a black background and a gold border Appearing beside him, Mitchell's voice became hoarse and seductive, like a demon whispering in your ear, "Come on, let's see, Leonard What will Gnoster's future life be like?"

"Yes, master, he has signed the contract, his blood has been dripped on it, written in black and white, and his soul has already belonged to us, forever."

Clark's laughter echoed in his ears, which reminded him of that dream. He always thought it was just an absurd dream, so he shouted out like this: "Isn't that just my imagination? Possibly selling my own soul to the devil!"

"My master is very kind. As long as you can earn ten years of money for him as his spokesperson in the world, he can generously give you a full twenty. ten. Years of life, but you have violated the content of the contract , you informed the outsider of the existence of the master, the end of violating the contract, you have to offer your soul, now is the time." Clark showed a strange smile on his lips, "I'm really sorry, you got the lottery Well, in the next life, oh no, it is impossible for you to have a next life."

Mitchell's slender fingers moved over the book, he stopped on a page, turned to a name, and swiped at it, Leonard Gnoster felt a great anxiety in his heart, As if being strangled by a demon, there must be something he wants in that book, this is very important!

With the strength he didn't know where he came from, he rushed forward. As long as I grab the book, I can have a new life. It's just because of the obsession of life itself, so he rushed forward without hesitation. With a little retreat, it's either success or death.

He was stopped, just a light finger, Mitchell stopped his ridiculous attack casually, and with a wave of his hand, he watched his body fly towards the door, twisted countless times The face of the Wraith, they stretched out their hands to welcome him, and they had been waiting for a new sacrifice for a long time.Leonard's whining still lingered in the air, he waved his body desperately, but in vain.

The last thing he saw was a group of monsters in black cloaks kneeling at his feet, prostrate there, like the most loyal servants.

Clark looked at Leonard's unwillingness to grow stronger and more satisfied, "Master, you are indeed a genius. You knew from the very beginning that Leonard Gnoster would be swallowed by greed in the end. , Jealousy, anger twisted soul will definitely become the best nutrient in the underworld. He will definitely become one of the best guards."

Those wearing hoods also stood respectfully aside, and a deep voice came from an unknown black location, "Sir, thank you for your assistance, if you hadn't been walking around the world, frightening them, I don't know how many people You will escape our capture. Over the years, the number of souls who have reached the underworld has been decreasing. He hopes that you can..."

"We have reached an agreement. I am also a member of the underworld. It is only natural to do some things. I know what I need to do better than anyone else. You... I don't want you to appear in the world at an inappropriate moment. It will be a catastrophe, besides making the water more muddy, can you do anything else?" Mitchell's tone was very flat, but they could hear the obvious ridicule from it, this Adults have always been honest with them.

They also only lowered their heads and continued to say respectfully: "We can't interfere with what you do, but he still wants us to tell you that even if you are immortal, it doesn't mean that you have no weaknesses. Never underestimate Human power?"

"Hahaha——" Mitchell couldn't stop laughing, "I understand, I understand very well, you just stay here and do your usual work, don't react to any weird things, report Just give it to me, the greatest help you can do is to do nothing."

They wanted to continue talking, but the time had come, the roads between the underworld and the human world began to separate, and their figures gradually faded, almost invisible.They can't control Mitchell Bartley. Since his birth, he has been an exception, a miracle. He is not anything you can imagine. He seems to be everything and nothing. He wants to give His next definition is the stupidest thing ever.However, as long as he is still on the side of the underworld, hell is his most solid base camp.

☆, uninvited guest

It wasn't until they were completely out of the underworld that Clark raised his head. Ever since those people with scythes and hoods appeared, he had been pretending to be an ornament. Sure enough, none of them noticed that he already has its own consciousness. "Master, you have come so far on this road, what exactly do you want to do, you don't want to be an enemy of the underworld, but what exactly do you want to do?"

"Knowing the secret of my birth, why I survived, and why I can still exist in this world, as long as this secret is not solved for a day, I can't really sleep peacefully. Clark, don't hide it, you are also full of doubts , Why were you born in that dead city, and why are you able to survive, in almost the same way as humans." The galaxy in the sky shone, unchanged from time immemorial.

"This is the fascinating part of life." Mitchell smiled mysteriously, "Shh, we should wake up my sleeping beauty Eric, we should be almost at the port, right?"

I don't know when, it was already dawn, and Eric woke up in a fast-moving carriage. He was lying on Mitchell's lap, and Mitchell had been concentrating on writing and drawing on a stack of paper. , Seeing him wake up, he smiled slightly: "You're awake, Eric, you're so tired, you don't even have the consciousness to move you to the carriage when our ship arrives. Our little one in front of the port After breakfast in the restaurant, you can board the ship."

Everything has been prepared and it went so smoothly. Eric moved a little and kept a certain distance from Mitchell. He said with great certainty, "Something must have happened last night. What are you hiding? who?"

"I'm just an ordinary doctor. It's just that I see farther and know more than ordinary people in some aspects. Eric, it's not the time yet. When the time comes, I will definitely treat myself as it is." Tell you, offer my loyalty. Please wait patiently." Mitchell took out a small black book and quickly wrote down a few numbers on it. There were more questions, and he always kept the book on his body. What did he write, why did he have to do his hands and feet to make himself fall asleep last night?

The weather was calm during breakfast, and they were soon on board the steamer bound for France.Eric has been staying in his room since he boarded the ship, and does not intend to have any communication with Mitchell. In a sense, this is also a great convenience. Everyone has their own little secret Need to be done separately.

As soon as Mitchell stepped onto the deck, a tall man walked up to him. No matter what kind of crowd he was in, he was always very conspicuous. He had a tall and handsome appearance, slightly gloomy eyebrows, and blood on his body. The breath of life, the demeanor of a soldier.Mitchell nodded slightly: "Colonel Sebastian Moran, what are you doing on this ship at the poker club in London, do you want to go on vacation with me?"

"Mitchell Bartley, don't forget your identity. You need to do things for the professor, and you can only do things for him. If the things you did before are exposed to the sun, no one will understand you, and you will become A real street mouse that everyone shouts and beats!" Colonel Moran firmly grabbed his hand with iron-like hands, and he was confident in his skills, even though he was over 40 years old now , his physical fitness is still far beyond the average person.

"Heh..." Mitchell chuckled, "I didn't expect you to be willing to be a dog beside James Moriarty, tell me, it's a good feeling to be a dog, to be able to stay with you at any time You must feel very happy by your master's side, isn't it natural for a dog to dedicate everything to his master?"

He was extremely angry, the veins on his neck burst out, and the strength in his hands increased a lot, but Mitchell broke free from him with just a slight sway, like a flexible snake, and his hands pressed against Moran's There was a cold touch on his waist, and his voice was a little slippery, "My dear Sebastian, don't act rashly, you know what medicine I will put in the needle, don't you? Don't want to spend your whole life in bed, so your master will definitely throw you away without hesitation, useless waste."

Even under the constraints of others, the man still straightened his back, and his deep voice was still very calm, "The professor asked me to bring you a message. You did a good job, he is very satisfied, as long as you still maintain this level, you will..."

"There won't be a future." Mitchell's soft face carried obvious sarcasm, "I'm tired of him, he is really a boring person, I don't want to continue the game, so, goodbye, I hope there will be fate in the future." We can meet again, Moran, and you can have a brighter future."

His expression was very sincere, and his hands were not too slow. In just a moment, he heard the sound of splashing water, and Moran was pushed down.He shouted angrily below: "Mitchell Bartley, you will pay the price! The professor will never let you go, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, you will not be able to escape the professor's grasp!"

Covering his mouth with both hands, Clark swam by his side like a ghost with cold hands, "Colonel Moran, can you please keep quiet, as long as you keep quiet for half an hour, I will let you return quietly To London, but if you don't cooperate, I can't guarantee how your body will feel? We can all be happy, can't we?"

The people on the boat began to panic. Many people heard the sound of someone falling into the water. They hurried out to have a look. Mitchell was lying on the bow of the boat nervously, looking at the calm water, and said anxiously, "Yes My friend, he fell, Clark, I told you, don't be too curious here, if you die, how can I explain to your family, Clark, where are you?"

Just as he was talking, a man jumped out of the water, and Mitchell immediately threw the rope down. Fortunately, nothing major happened, and the crowd gathered there, watching Mitchell pull Clark up little by little, watching He really had nothing to do before gradually dissipating.After returning to the room, their conversation was quite different from what others had imagined.

"Clark, are you sure you have sent dear Colonel Moran back to London? I don't want any accidents to happen. I have considered all factors, but I still lost. They change too fast. I just Even more exhausted, it is better to be completely submerged in the crowd from the beginning, now, it is a great trouble to let Mitchell Bartlet die smoothly." Mitchell kept rubbing himself temple, lost in thought.

Clark knelt at his feet respectfully, "Yes, master, I handed over Colonel Moran to him when I left the water. Colonel Moran will definitely return to London smoothly. But... "He hesitated to speak.

The author has something to say: ╭(╯^╰)╮, the author who is so cute with you guys doesn’t want to say anything anymore, stupid mortals hurry up and worship.

☆、New discovery

"James Moriarty is starting to get out of my hands, no, he hasn't been in my hands since the beginning, I just want a smart guy who won't bother me, and now it seems that he's still Far from being smart enough, he is too proud, and proud people will always fail." Mitchell looked into the distance and couldn't help rubbing his temples, he hadn't felt so tired for a long time.

"Temporarily shrink our power, let's spend a while in Switzerland, let's see what he wants to do, turn London into a crime city? Sherlock is going to confront him soon, it must be exciting , Thinking of this, I started to feel a little stupid. Stupid. Desperate. Moved."

"Master, I really don't understand why you didn't let Sherlock be your middleman, isn't his character more suitable?"

Mitchell suddenly laughed, "