[Comprehensive British and American] My Neighbor Mr. Holmes

"I don't think this is the time for us to discuss this."

William coughed lightly, shifted his gaze to Jack Sparrow, and asked, "How is your business?"

"It's ready, let's start after everyone spends Christmas with their families in a few days," Jack Sparrow thought for a moment, and said with a trace of hesitation on his face, "I think we have to say goodbye would be better."

Although he was very confident in himself, William didn't say anything about Jack Sparrow's hesitation, but just nodded his head, which was regarded as the time.

"Mr. Stocker."

At this time, Dean Winchester hesitated and spoke, he seemed to know what William and Jack Sparrow were talking about, "I heard that lifting a curse is equivalent to summoning a demon, is that true? "

"indeed."

William didn't hide it, nodded and said, "It's very troublesome to break the curse, because it is uncertain. You must know that you don't know the specific situation of the demon, so the method of choosing to break the curse is also different."

"For example, if it is a low-level demon, then we don't have to bother so much. We only need to summon that demon, and it can be killed almost easily, and then his magic power will naturally disappear; That demon is a high-level demon. At this time, if it is an ordinary spell-breaker, they will choose to "possess the spirit", that is, borrow the power of the gods to destroy this demon, but it will cost a lot, depending on what you want to deal with The level of your demon and the power you can borrow from that god, you must know that each god has different preferences."

After William finished explaining, Dean Winchester pondered for a while, but Sam Winchester looked at William and spoke.

"how about you."

"Me?" William said.

"Yes, you said it just now, an ordinary spellbreaker, didn't you?" Sam Winchester looked at William and raised his eyebrows.

"Indeed."

William smiled, and the more he looked at Sam Winchester, the more he felt that there was a special power in him, which made him feel very familiar, and he couldn't help but look frequently.

"You..." William was a little puzzled and confused. He looked at Sam Winchester and asked, "The power in you is not yours, whose is it?"

"Power?" Sam Winchester was taken aback, "What power?"

"Didn't you notice it?" William said, with a hint of confusion, "There is a power around your body. This power is very powerful and very...familiar."

"You also...don't know?"

Dean Winchester seemed to have thought of something, looked at William eagerly, and asked, "So, do you know of any way to eliminate it?"

"You want to eliminate?"

William was taken aback. He looked at Dean Winchester and said, "Although this power does not belong to him, if he makes good use of it, he might become a master of spiritual power."

"The gift from the devil must not be a good thing, who knows there will be some conspiracy."

Dean Winchester shrugged his shoulders and said something leisurely, but his tone was very firm. He was really a strange person with his debauched appearance and firm heart.

"A gift from the devil... you mean this power is from the devil?"

William thought for a while, looked at Dean Winchester and asked.

"Die, because I don't think there should be other things besides that." Dean Winchester's eyes became a little blurred, as if thinking of something, his face became a little silent, Even Sam Winchester, who had been looking a little impatient, fell silent.

"whats the matter?"

Jack Sparrow asked curiously.

"That day, my mother passed away, she was killed," Dean Winchester smiled, the expression on his face was particularly heartbreaking, "At that time, only Sam and his mother were in the same room, By the time John went in, Sam was safe and sound, but the mother was pinned to the ceiling and her body was burning."

Following Dean Winchester's words, William felt in a daze as if he had seen such a scene before, surrounded by tall unknown black materials, with torches lit on both sides, a man in a black robe Standing behind the flames and smiling at him, behind him was a man nailed to the wall with a long sword stuck in his chest, bright red blood slid down his chest, falling on the ground drop by drop, stained red He took off a white blanket, and behind him a group of people in ancient clothes were shouting joyfully at the dead man, as if they were holding some kind of ceremony.

The man was facing him, but he couldn't see the man's face clearly at all. He could only see his mouth move and read a passage. He didn't know exactly what it was, but he only heard the last sentence. five words.

"...a white lamb."

white lamb?

What it is?

When William was confused, Watson beside him shook him to wake him up from his memories.

"William, what's wrong with you?"

Watson looked worried, "You looked weird at first."

"It's nothing, I just feel... I seem to have seen a similar scene before."

William said with a confused expression on his face, "I don't know if it really happened, or if I had such a dream, I can't remember."

"Can't remember?"

Dean Winchester was obviously puzzled by William's statement, "Could it be that your original memory..."

"My memory has gone a lot, I... can't remember clearly."

William thought for a moment, then shook his head.

His original memories are very vague. The most profound memory is that of William Stoker, and the second is when he was a magician. Although that memory is not very clear, compared to all previous memories, he has completely forgotten it. He vaguely remembered his master alone.

But who is his master?What does it look like?Where?

He doesn't remember anything.

It's like it's been erased.

erase……

"This is simply unbelievable," Watson said to William. "Did something happen? For example, hit the head and so on."

"I do not know."

William shook his head.

"Perhaps your lost memory has something to do with why the demons are looking for you."

Dean Winchester thought for a while, and said, "You said you are familiar with the power of Sam, which means you may have seen that demon. Now, you have amnesia, and the demon is watching you again. All this makes people feel that your amnesia , it must not be accidental, but was deliberately done."

After he finished speaking, everyone looked at William with a thoughtful look on his face. Even William was a little puzzled. Why did the devil monitor him, and what did he lose?

Could it be that even the time travel he thought was a scam?

Thinking of this, William was stunned.

"William, I want some spaghetti."

Suddenly, Sherlock's voice rang in William's ears, and he walked up to William with his mobile phone and said, "Is Aunt Hudson away?"

"what?"

William was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, and explained to Sherlock about Aunt Hudson's going to the country.

"I want to eat, spaghetti."

Sherlock nodded indifferently, and said it again to William.

Seeing this, William blinked. Seeing that Sherlock didn't mean to joke at all, he said depressedly, "I'm not a chef, okay?"

Sherlock shrugged, but in the next second, a groan came from Sherlock.

The few people present here are all grown men, and they are all very familiar with this sound, which is the moaning sound of a woman.

"Oh, Sherlock?"

Watson was the first to come back to his senses. He looked at the calm Sherlock in amazement, and asked suspiciously, "What is that voice, Sherlock?"

"Sound?" Sherlock raised the phone, glanced at it, and said indifferently, "The ringtone of the phone."

"But," Watson said hesitantly when he saw this, "don't you think this kind of voice is a bit unpleasant?"

As he said that, Watson glanced at William again, and saw that William was standing next to Sherlock, with a look of hesitation on his face, and couldn't help frowning, "Didn't you and William become lovers? Then what about this woman?" What's up for a while?"

"She is Irene Adler and has nothing to do with William and I being lovers."

Obviously, Sherlock's answer made all four people present frown. Only William understood that Sherlock had no special meaning at all. He was just very curious about Sherlock's text message. Irene What message did Adler send Sherlock?

It's a pity he didn't see it.

"You are so irresponsible, you don't deserve to be called a man."

Apparently, Jack Sparrow, who claimed to have become friends with William, frowned, stood up, and said, "William, you'd better abandon him, a handsome and rich man like you." , what kind of boyfriend do you want, isn't it easy to grab?"

"Sparrow, thank you, actually I..."

William was still very touched that Sparrow vented his anger for him, but he knew that Sherlock had no other intentions, and besides, they were just trying, weren't they?

"Playing with women... men, such a thing is simply too shameful!"

Sam Winchester is obviously not like his older brother Dean Winchester. Although he looks like a playboy, he is really a passionate person. He looks a little cold, but because of the death of his girlfriend, He has an inexplicable distaste for such things.

"...Actually, you have misunderstood."

William shook his head, wanting to explain.

"William, you don't need to explain, we understand."

Dean Winchester followed suit.

"..."

William turned his gaze to Watson in preparation.

"I don't think Sherlock actually has one," Watson couldn't help saying, "Maybe he's just infatuated?"

After speaking, Watson was also puzzled.

"No, Irene Adler?" Watson was obviously led into a misunderstanding by everyone, but he still came over in a daze, and asked Sherlock in confusion, "Isn't this our task person this time?... Xia Locke, when did you get in touch with her?"

"Just now."

Sherlock said, looked at William again, and said, "I want to eat, spaghetti."

After finishing speaking, he ignored everyone's gaze and went back upstairs. When he went upstairs, he also asked, "Bring me a cup of coffee by the way, thank you."

...It feels like the atmosphere that was created with great difficulty, just like that, is gone...