[Comprehensive British and American] HE saves the world

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That's why the chapter synopsis is "There's no going back now, is that okay?"

Let's fight in the next chapter! ! !

The Chef's Holy Grail War, or the Wayne Family Culinary Competition, finally ended in an unexpected way.

In the two-hour time limit, the three groups of contestants showed their own special abilities. By beating each other, refusing to give in to each other, and dragging each other's legs... successfully hindered each other's achievements, and perfectly achieved the "if the things in my pot are mushy" , then don’t even think about putting the things on the stove alive on the plate.”

The battlefield that should have been the kitchen is now so devastated and smells of gunpowder that it looks as if a whole bunch of life members of Arkham Asylum fought here—or worse.

Alfred's expression made every member of the Wayne family feel what it meant to be winter and snow in the summer.

After being covered in dry powder from the fire extinguisher, everyone was finally able to calm down and complete the last half-hour of homework.

The first person to go out was Jason Todd, who was supposed to be the only winner in this chef war.If he hadn't let Joan of Arc take over the crucial link of seasoning.

The rotisserie chicken that eventually struggled to escape Damian (and didn't) sent Jason to the toilet.

——He shouldn't have tasted that first to confirm the taste.

Jason sat on the toilet, thinking deeply.

Of course, this roast chicken that successfully killed its own creator is not necessary to enter the judging process.

So Jason Todd and Joan of Arc (Alter) were eliminated.

The second group out is Dick and Astolfo and Damian squad.With Jason's tragedy ahead, Sister Yanfeng was naturally full of vigilance about the food they cooked.Before entering the judging session, Sister Yanfeng first took out a small robot.

The shape of the little robot does not look cute at all. It has short purple hair that is inexplicably reminiscent of seaweed. It is dressed in a khaki coat (actually it is the painting of the machine). There are two small peas under the eyes. The open mouth occupies half of the whole face, clearly showing the real purpose of this robot.

"Just in case, let Shen Er-kun try a dish first."

Sister Yanfeng placed the robot in front of the dinner plate, facing the whole plate of unknown substances presented by Dick.

"The function setting of this little robot is ten times the digestion ability of ordinary humans. It doesn't matter whether the food tastes good or bad. If it eats without problems, we will enter the taste evaluation process."

"Wow."

Dick couldn't help admiring.He thought from the bottom of his heart that this was indeed a remarkable invention.

">Tt<, meaningless temptation." Damian showed an unusually unhappy expression, "Of course what I made is perfect, you are just wasting our time."

"What's the matter?" Astolfo was as optimistic and happy as ever. He leaned in front of the little robot and fiddled with it playfully, "I think it's very interesting! Fun is the most important thing!"

"I think this is a necessary link." The nun in black glanced at Damian inexplicably, "It's not a good habit to draw conclusions before verifying your own judgment."

"Do you want to die?" Damian had already started touching the knife.

But they didn't really fight.

Because at this moment, the little robot called "Shen Er-kun" by the nuns suddenly twitched violently, and then black smoke rose from its whole body, especially its tightly closed mouth, you can even see it The moment he opened his mouth, black air spewed out.

The poor little robot uttered a final miserable sound, and suddenly disintegrated in a tooth-piercing squeak.The messy parts were scattered all over the floor, and a few screws still bounced tragically on the ground.

Bruce: "..."

Dick: "..."

Damian: "..."

Sister Yanfeng slowly picked up the scrapped little robot with her fingers, and after a long time, she let out a sigh of regret or pleasure.

"That's why I said it all." She glanced at the scorched contents on the plate, and slowly looked away, "Let this little robot judge first."

Damian's face became even uglier: "There can be no problems with what I made."

The little boy stretched out his hand with a stinky face, squeezed a small piece of content and stuffed it into his mouth before everyone could react.

In the next second, the heir of the Assassin League, the devil's son who has undergone countless poisonous training, theoretically speaking, most viruses and poisonous things will kneel down and say "Boss, let me go!" "The boy... passed out without saying a word.He fell to the ground on the spot and did not regain consciousness for a long time.

...Since Damian is actually immune to most poisons, it really is too unpalatable.

that's it.

The last and biggest test was that there was only one left.

Bruce Wayne silently brought out the works of his group.

It was a plate of curry rice.

The nun raised her eyebrows slightly: "The appearance seems to be pretty good?"

"Choosing a well-seasoned recipe is much better than blindly trying something you are not good at." Bruce's expression was very calm, "In the case of limited time, well-seasoned curry cubes are a kind of error-prone Choice. Just follow the recipe exactly."

The nun nodded slowly, and took out another little robot that was exactly the same as before.

"Then follow the procedure." She said and scooped up a spoonful of curry, ready to hand it to the little robot's mouth.

"No, wait a minute."

Bruce spoke unexpectedly, interrupting the nun's feeding.Those blue eyes stared at her like a sea that was brewing a storm.

"Can you answer a few questions for me first, Miss Nun?"

The movement of the nun in black stopped, and her pair of brown eyes without highlights stared at him quietly, as if waiting for him to continue speaking.

"Before that, can I ask a question?"

The nun in black smiled and spoke.

"—Speaking of which, where is Holmes?"

People who should be here, but aren't.

In the middle of the game, the one who left the field suddenly.

The only consulting detective in the world, not the original detective, but the most famous of all detective figures.

The guy most likely to see through her disguise and reveal her truth - where is it now?

"I just went to find some hidden secrets."

The elegant and smiling voice of an English gentleman sounded behind her.

In the next second, countless spotlights suddenly shone on her!

"It's common sense, my friend (Elementary, MyDear)."

A man with a pipe in one hand sat leisurely on the window sill, looking at this side with a calm expression, but his gaze was sharp, like a sharp knife that could cut open a person's bones.

"From the first time I knew that there was a 'supervisor' in this Holy Grail War, I was thinking, what is your motive (Whydoneit)." Sherlock Holmes expressed his analysis, "Professing to be an SCP fund The practice of the confinement personnel of the society has indeed found a reason for your series of suspicious behaviors. It sounds really trustworthy, at least those vigilantes who also need to hide their identities to defend world peace will easily understand your This is a risky move, but the result of your daring risk seems to be pretty good, at least you have persuaded Batman to participate in this farce-like 'Holy Grail War'."

Indeed, if anything, this Holy Grail War looks like a farce from beginning to end-especially compared with Holmes, no, compared with the Holy Grail War that those heroes have participated in.

"If your purpose is to 'promote the Holy Grail to appear and contain and control it', then all your actions are too negative. But if you think about it from the perspective of 'let someone get the Holy Grail', your actions seem reasonable. "

Holmes' eyes rested on the nun.

"Who divided the camps for the masters? No, it's not the Holy Grail. Every master has his own wish that he will never give up no matter what. Everyone's wish is different. Even as a father and son, as a friend, in the In the Holy Grail War, you will not be on the same side for granted. But this Holy Grail War has divided the 'Wayne camp' and the 'Non-Wayne camp' from the beginning. The person who draws this camp is you. When you put those When the information was shared with my Master, the factions were already divided."

"And you revealed one of the deadliest flaws."

Holmes' voice was steady and unpredictable.He didn't directly mention what the flaw was, but mentioned a seemingly unrelated matter.

"I investigated the materials of the previous Holy Grail Wars, and when I read them, I noticed a very interesting detail, that is the whereabouts of the 'Command Spells'."

He raised his right hand, and his eyes drifted to the back of his master's right hand with red tattoo marks.

"According to the data and my personal experience, the 'Command Spells' will not disappear by themselves, and exist independently of the Master (Master), that is to say, even if those Masters are all dead, their Command Spells will not disappear. It's going to go away. But that creates a key problem."

Holmes' eyes were fixed on the smiling nun.

"You said that your father was the supervisor of the previous Holy Grail War. I guess, your father must have the means to transfer—or deprive—the Command Seals. The past Command Seals were probably taken away by him. .And he also taught you this technique."

——The most fatal flaw.

"The reason why you can guarantee that this 'Cooking Knockout Tournament' can really eliminate the Master is that you have the means to deprive the Command Seal, and in this way, you can freely take away the Master from anyone (Master) status. But I guess, this method has a limitation, that is, you must obtain the other party's permission."

The nun in black was still sitting there, but for some reason, the curve of her lips became deeper.

"Then, what about the evidence?" She finally spoke the first words since Holmes spoke.

"It's simple."

Holmes' eyes fell on her right arm.

"The command spell of the Berserker's Master (Master) is on you. Just pull up your right sleeve, and the evidence will naturally appear in front of everyone."