[Comprehensive] Mrs. Holmes Daily

A left wheel, held in hand, can easily harvest human life, just like harvesting mature straw.

But if the person holding the left wheel can't load it, don't know the direction, or even know where to press to fire the bullet... then what should I do?

Atum turned his head halfway, and couldn't turn it any further.

And the rustling sound of clothes and robes dragging behind him also stopped the moment Ludwig pulled out his gun.

A man, a woman, and a ghost are now placed in a line.

When the praying mantis catches the cicada, the oriole follows.

As the core link in this food chain, Miss Ludwig Double's brain is spinning rapidly at the moment——

Fuck!If you can't remember "The King of Guns", it's good to remember "Shanghai Bund".

If you can't remember the action of Chow Yun-fat firing the gun, it's good to remember Zhou Xingchi's.

Seek diagrams for how to operate the loading chamber!Seek encyclopedia!Wait online!

But Yatum obviously didn't know the little theater in her mind.

"Sweetheart, killing people requires talent, and you obviously don't have that."

He didn't even look at the gun on his forehead, and smiled slightly:

"The force I pushed you was not light. That impact damaged your internal organs. You are in terrible pain now... Can you still hold the gun steadily?"

He meant the blow to the chains when he pushed her over the coffin.

It was indeed very painful, that hit not only hit her head, but also hurt her back, she could clearly feel that the blood in her mouth was gushing out of her chest.

It seems to be the root of the disease.

Ludwig smiled indifferently:

"Whether it can kill people...you have to try it to know."

She stood up slowly, the blood at the corner of her mouth had been wiped away by her, and she couldn't see any injuries on her body at all.

Atum's knife was still on her neck.

"You cannot kill me, my dear lady."

His expression was so calm, but under those gray-blue eyes, under the turbulent water surface, there was a hint of... madness.

—He's always been crazy.

But no chance was found.

"Because I will definitely kill you today... even if I die with you."

"Is that worth it?"

Ludwig said softly:

"Why don't we count one, two, three and let go together..."

"Don't be naive. Gunpowder will always have an advantage over cold weapons. When I let go, your bullet will penetrate my shoulder bone."

Atum narrowed his eyes and laughed:

"I can kill the woman who is jointly protected by the British government and Sherlock, I have already won... Not to mention that killing you is equivalent to killing Sherlock, so what regrets do I have?"

Ludwig decisively put the gun back: "Then I'll let it go first."

Yatum stood still and didn't turn his head: "Very courageous, aren't you afraid that my little dagger will penetrate your white neck in the next second?"

"Obviously you didn't."

Ludwig stared at him, the corners of his mouth curled up.

She still had the gun in her hand, but she turned away from Atum, heading for the tunnel she had come from:

"You don't dare to act rashly until you are sure who is behind you... But I will give you two seconds to see the person behind you clearly, so you don't have to worry about a sneak attack, because even if I want to turn around and shoot at you , the movement will not be faster than you."

Her speaking and her turning around are simultaneous.

But at the moment when her words fell, Ludwig, who kept saying that he couldn't shoot, suddenly loaded the gun familiarly, and fired a gun at the tunnel in front of her, and immediately fell to the ground, enduring it. The sharp pain in his chest rolled sideways.

She rolled under the coffins of her father and Uncle Camilla.

Yatum's sharp knife pierced a hole and went deep into Ludwig's father's coffin.

... Then, he reckoned that he would not be able to make a second stab in the short term.

Because with the deafening gunshots, the bats in the tunnel were awakened.

That's her purpose.

Thousands of bats, densely packed along the ten-meter-long tunnel, are flapping their wings and flying towards the only clear direction of the road.

Like billowing black clouds covering the sun and the moon, these vampire-like creatures, with sharp, high-frequency screams, flew wave after wave from their dark and humid lairs, hovering over the empty dome.

With their sharp claws, they were searching for the source of the threatening vibrations.

The group of flying mice used ultrasonic positioning. Of course, it was impossible to tell who fired the gun. They just felt that there was an obstacle standing in the middle of the square, and they all rushed up, covering Atum like a tide.

She really can't be loaded.

But when she took out her gun and confronted Atum, the mummy in the Louvre behind Atum stretched out a hand in a black glove, and compared her with a loading action.

Just like it before, when it quietly walked to the tunnel entrance behind Yatum, it slowly made a movement of pulling the iron lock towards her.

It was because of this action that she kept silent.

...Is there any undead with such a clear mind?

Or are the so-called undead just the living masquerading as the dead?

But Ludwig didn't have time to think about it.

She lay down under her father's coffin, her chest hurt like a fire, she looked at the man surrounded by bats, and felt her teeth were full of blood again.

He killed her father and mother here, and her... An He.

She slowly raised the gun.

—A tooth for a tooth, blood for blood, life for life.

The black abstract text of the Code of Hammurabi danced before her eyes like a living flame.

Immortal, immortal.

The bolt of the gun has been pulled, as long as she pulls the trigger, this man will be able to pay blood for blood.

A black hand suddenly reached out and took her hand.

The pistol fell to the ground with a clatter.

The trigger has been pushed halfway.

But the ghost in a black robe and a black mask shook his head at her.

"Killing is heavy."

Amidst the piercing cries of the bats, the ghost spoke to her like this—it was a woman's voice.

Who is it?

The eyes of the mask are hollowed out, so Ludwig can clearly see a pair of black eyes under the mask in the dim light.

The woman dressed as a ghost is not tall, and she spreads the wide sleeves of her dress to protect her face, and she flies through the bat-infested area and returns to the tunnel she came from, moving with unbelievable agility.

She stood at the entrance of the tunnel, her black eyes under the mask stared coldly at the man in the center of the bats—he was about to break free from the entanglement of those bats, and was striding towards them.

"You can't escape, no matter who your unknown friend is."

Yatum's face was stained with bat blood, but he still maintained a dignified demeanor, and smiled slightly:

"I admit that I was put on by you... But so what? Nothing has changed, because the tunnels here are all straight, and you can't hide in the maze like your mother."

He stretched out his hand to her, and just as he was about to touch her hair, the "unknown friend" beside her, who had been holding her tightly, suddenly pulled the chain hanging on the side of the tunnel.

—like the first gesture she gestured toward her.

The chain is connected to the huge mushroom ceiling on the dome, and under the easy pull of the ghost, it seems to turn some pulley on the ceiling.The two coffins tied at the other end of the chain staggered upright.

As one end was pulled up, the chains under the dome moved, intertwining into a huge network.

And the coffins of Ludwig's father and uncle ran towards them along the chains suspended in the air, as if they were sliding on caterpillars.

how did you do that?

The two coffins and the two corpses together weigh at least four hundred catties.

...How on earth did this woman do it?

But as the iron chain was pulled up, Ludwig could see clearly... Under the huge sky, on the top of the mushroom that was big enough to hide a golden cage as tall as a person, the hard lever gradually revealed its strength as the angle changed. face.

There are four levers in total.

And according to the component force of the lever, roughly calculating the ratio of the lengths of the levers on both sides, the weight in the hands of a woman is probably less than twenty catties.

——Physics saves mankind.

Atum was stunned for a second by the sudden change in front of him.

Because of this second, he has no chance anymore - because the huge coffin has hit him, and he has to dodge to dodge.

With a loud rumbling sound, the coffin passed over his head, tightly blocking the entrance of the tunnel... and also blocking his way out.

……

The life that disappeared because of him finally stood in front of him again after the corpses had decayed.

……

In this life, what you have said, what you have done, what crimes you have committed, and who you have killed.

As time goes by, the galaxy turns day by day.

But they won't disappear.

One day, they'll stalk you, trip you up, hold you back... whatever it takes.

……

Ludwig hoped for the black eyes under the black mask in front of him, and pursed his lips:

"……Hello?"

... Well, she is not as good as Le Shiwei, she is simply stupid.

There was still pain in her chest, but she chose to ignore it.

Because after the tension subsided, her whole body ached.

Mrs. Ghost didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

That look is very familiar.

... She was sure she had never seen such a pair of eyes.

Who is she?

Ludwig looked up at the tunnel—it was also covered with copper pipes containing liquid bombs. Napoleon really spent his money and was ready to die anytime, anywhere.

"Thanks to you just now."

She stared closely at those eyes and smiled:

"Your eyes are familiar to me... have we met somewhere?"

The woman wearing the mask was silent for a while, then suddenly took off the mask on her face,

"You, like your father, are a model of lying with your eyes open... When have you seen my eyes? I have always worn a hat."

The face under the mask is deeply grooved and has experienced vicissitudes.

"you……"

Ludwig opened his eyes wide:

"Sorry ma'am...but how could it be you? How could you come here disguised as a mummy?"