Head of Chaldea

The Great Holy Grail has been used up, and the forest has been plowed again by various treasures. It must be very convenient for the Thousand Boundary Tree to rebuild the forest or grow vegetables in the future.

"Oh, I almost forgot, call Sherlock Holmes, let's retreat home." Fujimaru Tachika was hung upside down on a tree branch by Pancrasin, and waved to his followers.

"Your fighting skills..." Chiron hesitated to speak.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I always break down when I open my legs. But I wanted to say it a long time ago, because you have four legs, how can a person with that kind of curvature be able to do it! Pooh... …I'm sorry, teacher, I was wrong!!" A few days later, the screams of being beaten by the world's first mixed martial arts reappeared in the world.

The screen displayed the words "End" amidst a nuclear level sound.

"I heard." Conan said.

"Yes." Fujimaru Tatsuka replied.

"I heard you say Holmes!!" Conan shouted.

"Ah."

"That's Sherlock Holmes!!!"

Fujimaru Tachika thought for a while: "So what, I have seen Ranpo Edogawa for such a famous detective... Speaking of which, Holmes even gave me the first edition of the study in scarlet characters."

Conan opened his eyes wide and round, put his hands on his cheeks, and said in a cute and cute voice that is unique to children: "That, Brother Lixiang~ Can you lend me the book to read~! It will be fine after a while la~!"

He was speeded up by the child's cuteness again: "You really don't have any psychological burden, genius high school student detective!!"

Conan: "No."

It can be seen that he likes Holmes very much, and knows all about his deeds.

Although the great detective never showed his true face on the screen, Edogawa Conan still relied on his excellent memory to give full play to the fan magnifying glass, and accurately pulled Holmes out of the heroic spirit.

Even if he didn't see the idol's true face, he still inevitably turned into a fan madman: "Once I accept the setting of the heroic spirit, even if my idol is a heroic spirit, it will impact my outlook on the world, life, and values, but that's a blessing! !Mo!s!"

"..."

"Look at how perfect his cross-dressing is, so many people haven't seen it, it's a blessing! Er! Mo! Si!"

"..."

"Hey, hey!...Does it mean that Sherlock Holmes is not a fictional character, but a real one?" Conan asked.

After listening to the 5-minute rainbow fart, Fujimaru Tateka patiently replied: "There are also many kinds of heroic spirits. The sublimation of some concepts may also be personified into heroic spirits. There are many special cases."

"Then, is this Sherlock Holmes the real Sherlock Holmes, or is it a concept sublimated from fiction?"

He thought to himself, you really know how to ask questions, and this is one of the top ten Chaldean mysteries.

Fujimaru Tachika recalled the next schedule, and then made a suggestion: "Well... it's better for you to ask him personally, because you will be distracted every time. After all, he is the most famous detective in the world, only he doesn't want to say Yes, there is nothing he can't investigate."

The child nodded violently, his eyes full of enthusiasm: "How can I ask him himself!! Please tell me, big brother, please~!"

The screen that finished playing disappeared, and the inscriptions on the golden drum reappeared in front of Fujimaru Tatsuka and the others.

"Ra shines on your hair, Shu plays your strings; Geb gives you courage, and Nut gives you insight... When the gods report their identities one by one, let your soul also recite your past one by one .”

The young man was stunned for a moment, and continued: "There is an extra line below - you have shown your soul, and the gods will bestow fate as a gift."

Conan was about to poke his head to look, but suddenly his feet were empty, and the feeling of weightlessness made him subconsciously shout.

……

hotel room.

The magic power lines that ordinary people can't see are drawn everywhere, and the defensive technique alone has depicted a full six layers. It is not an easy task to crack this place.

The little girl with two braids was lying on the edge of the bed, checking the state of the young man on the bed from time to time, and there was another little boy lying on her stomach in the same posture opposite her.

He only showed a pair of red eyes, and his short curly black hair made him look a bit feminine and decadent.

"Why are you still awake?" Barbatos muttered, "The General Administration has already gone to recover the spells. He hasn't woken up until now. Does he look down on the efficiency of our demon god?"

"Our orders are to wait here."

"Fonuji, you just wait there, I'm going to be bored to death." The little girl jumped onto the bed, and the spring with excellent ability bulged her and Fujimaru Tachika's bodies into the sky together, "Mere human beings, make waves on our heads It’s been so long, it’s not too much for me to ask for something back, right?”

She thought it was interesting, and jumped a few more times, and Fujimaru Tateka's unconscious body also fell into the air, and then fell again. After repeated several times, he moved from the center of the bed to the edge.

"The time for the crossroads has come!"

Barbatos let out a cry and landed on the bed with a bang. If it wasn't for the six layers of defensive magic, the floor might have been pierced by her blow.

Under Fu Niuji's horrified, calm, and then insensitive eyes, Fujimaru Tateka's body drew a graceful arc and flew directly to the ceiling of the house.

However, the moment the young man was about to touch the ceiling, the intervention of magic twisted the originally hard building into a strange arc, and the golden light perched between his fingers, and it firmly caught Fujimaru Tachika.

Gaitia supported the person like this, and moved his gaze down a little.

Barbatos dared not speak out, so she curled her lips and performed traditional performances. She took out the worn-out sign and hung it up for herself.

After finishing all this while staring at the control tower, his eyes moved to Fonus again.

The little boy with black hair and red eyes obediently pulled Barbatos out and supervised her facing the wall.

Even after such a commotion, Fujimaru Tatsuka still had no intention of waking up.

Gaitia squinted his eyes, weighed the weight in his hands, and his eyes were a little displeased.He dared to drag people's consciousness into the narrow space in front of him. After realizing that it was magic, he immediately investigated the source. The golden bird placed in the exhibition hall undoubtedly extracted a small amount of Atlas alchemy. surgery.

Although I don't know why that kind of alchemy appeared in this world, considering that they can travel to other worlds through the inn of Fujimaru Tatsuka's house, it may be the product of unconscious inflow.

The unhappiness was like mushrooms after a spring rain, growing uncontrollably and covering the whole heart crazily.

"Boom" sound.

Gaitia unscrewed the cap of the oil-based pen.

When Fujimaru Tachika woke up, the room was only closed with tulle curtains, and the gentle morning sun shone outside the glass, making it extremely bright.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the black shadow for the first time, and when he turned his head, he saw Gaitia leaning against the head of the bed and holding his arms. He thought the man was asleep, and when he stretched out his hand, he was grabbed.

There was no sense of haze in the pupils of Yuli, he was awake all the time, just staying quietly beside Fujimaru Tachika in such a posture.

Originally, this was a touching thing, if, if, if, Fujimaru Tachika didn't see her own reflection in that red patch.

The two jumped up on the bed almost at the same time, one leg and one shot, and they twisted into a ball in a few seconds.

"Getia!" The young man with the noble king on his forehead said angrily, "I never taught you that, did I? Who did you learn from! Are you a primary school student!"

He pulled his hand out, his wrist was tightly gripped by the man's magic force, and there was no room for manipulation.Fujimaru Tatsuka glared over, his blue eyes met the bright red, and the two fought silently.

Gaitia pursed her lips and said slowly, "You don't wake up."

Fujimaru Tachika was suddenly stung by his sense of loneliness, and after a long while murmured: "I'm awake now."

Seeing that his attitude had softened, Gaitia pulled his wrist to his cheek, and at the same time relaxed slightly: "Yes."

The beast's soft peck and kiss landed on the inside of the wrist. The dark and light colors are distinct, but they complement each other.Fujimaru Tachika's wrist covered the lower half of the man's face, only revealing the pair of eyes that would never be tamed. Even though it has a human body, it still maintains a strong aggressiveness and will bite the neck of its prey at any time .

Fujimaru Lixiang trembled when he saw him, spread his five fingers to paste on his face, and his tone revealed the taste of an old father: "I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that you have only been incarcerated for a year or two, and you are still a baby , the age limit for primary school is not enough, I blamed you."

No matter what atmosphere it was before, the only thing that is understandable is that now there is only air left.

Getia gritted his teeth: "Vine! Maru! Li! Incense!"

Outside.

Naberius held the bowl: "It's a bet, hurry up, I bet Fujimaru Tachika will win."

Barbatos gritted his teeth: "I don't believe it, I'm all-in on the overall situation!"

Fonius tried to stop him: "How many times have you lost, the stock in your heart will be lost."

"Is your elbow sideways? You are so poor that you only have poisonous needles, you need to take care of it!"

"Correct, correct, initiate a correction, I am a ray!!"

……

"Hey, I didn't expect someone to come up with the idea of ​​those Middle Eastern treasures in the museum." Mori Kogoro squeezed the newspaper and made a swishing sound.

Mao Lilan was preparing tea, and when the water boiled, she asked by the way: "Speaking of which, Dad, do you know what's going on with Conan these days?"

"That kid..." The man had just said something before he was attracted by other news in the newspaper, "Oh, this kidnapper is so stupid, he turned himself in, saying he saw a huge octopus with many eyes Feet, huh? Didn’t wake up!”

"Really, I don't listen to people's words." She complained half-truthfully.

Conan stayed in his room, keeping his ears shut and focused on his desk. There were two cards on it, which were similar in size to business cards. One had ancient Egyptian characters written on the back and a bird on the front. Butterfly, the other one is extremely concise, only a series of numbers are written.

Obviously spent a long time in that space, but when he woke up, the clock showed that it was the next morning, like a dream all night.

If it wasn't for the strange card with a butterfly printed on it inexplicably appearing in his hand, and he held it tightly, he would definitely think that it was just a dream. After all, what he saw and heard was beyond common sense.

After realizing that the matter might be true, Conan immediately asked Mao Lilan to take him to the museum. He wanted to ask Fujimaru Tateka to find out the truth.

At that time, the exhibition hall of the observatory had made a decision to withdraw due to scheduling issues. When he arrived at the scene, he happened to see Fujimaru Tateka directing the workers to carry the equipment.

"Fuji, Fujimaru, big brother..." The elementary school student supported his knees, panting all the way, and after he supported his knees and took a breath of fresh air, "That—"

The young man raised his finger and sealed it to his lips, signaling him not to continue talking.

Edogawa Conan couldn't explain the sense of loss he felt in an instant. He could understand Fujimaru Tateka's approach, but he still felt something was lost in his body.

Fujimaru Tachika walked over knowingly, pressed on his shoulder, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "It's best to forget those things, but before that."

A card with numbers fell into the child's palm. He held the card and raised his head. The young man winked mischievously at him and gestured for the number three.

This action happened to be able to see a small red spot in the gap between his gloves and the uniform. Conan asked, "Brother Fujimaru, what's wrong with your wrist?"

It's okay if he didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, Fujimaru Tachika smiled coldly: "I was bitten by a mosquito."

The child's eyes lit up suddenly: "Wouldn't it be that I will go to that space again... It hurts!"

The young man slashed his forehead with a knife: "That technique has been recalled, don't even think about it. Take action, hurry up, there are still people waiting for you."

Thinking of the hand knife, Edogawa Conan covered his forehead and wailed: "What are we going to do!"

The aroma of tea filled the room, and Mao Lilan was unwrapping the newly bought steamed buns when she suddenly heard a shout from upstairs: "I see!"

She was so frightened that she almost threw the steamed buns out. With lingering fear in her heart, she shouted upstairs: "Conan? What are you doing?"

The child went downstairs in three jumps, one step at a time, and hurriedly put on his shoes, as if he didn't have time to say so much: "Well, I'm going to buy a pencil, I'm going out first!"

"Really, is it necessary to be so excited about buying a pencil? Forget it, leave one for him." Mao Lilan sighed and redistributed tea and snacks.

"Yes, that's right here. The second represents the number of days, and the number reversed is the telegraph code, which has been encrypted by several layers." Conan worked on the answer he got while looking for the road according to the road signs.

Someone is waiting for you.

When he thought of this sentence, his heart almost jumped out of his throat. There was a vague concept in his heart, but he longed for reality to deny it.

In this extremely contradictory mood, Conan came to the place finally directed on the card, a convenience store with its doors open, a street performer wearing a hat stood not far away, and a violin box spread out at his feet, due to the distance problem Can't see if there is any change in it.

Conan repeated his mental construction, and lingered at the door of the convenience store for a few minutes before mustering up the courage to go in.

"That..." He stood on tiptoe and pulled the cash register, barely reaching the counter.

The cashier showed a kind smile: "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Conan handed over the card in his hand, and the clerk immediately smiled knowingly, and took out an envelope from the audience and handed it to him.

The child couldn't wait to open it, and inside was an ordinary card written in beautiful and elegant English--it was a good reasoning, my dear friend.

Signed by Sherlock Holmes.

Slightly deflecting the card, you can also see the traces carved by the pen tip on the paper. Judging by the color of the ink, this card has been written for no more than a day.

Conan looked at it over and over many times, with the corners of his mouth always upturned. At this time, the violinist outside started to play the tune, and the melodious sound of the violin echoed in the street.

When he stepped out of the convenience store, the violinist had already finished playing his own tune, and he was packing up his things and preparing to leave.

"Puzzles are part of a detective's life," the violinist said to himself as he walked, taking off his hat to reveal a pair of clear green eyes, "yes, this can't help but make people think, Sherlock Holmes Is it a phantom in the writer's pen, or a real person. You don't need to presuppose the answer, use your pursuit, your eyes, and a part of your life to solve the riddle named Sherlock Holmes, detective boy."

At the other end of the street, there was a small figure holding the envelope tightly, bowing towards his back from a distance.

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It’s too hard for me, if the air conditioner is blown too much, my wrists will become inflamed, and if I don’t blow it, it will be too hot, woo woo woo...,

Thanks to the 8 moonstones airdropped by the unknown little angel, I have saved the second picture bed!

Bring dog food to thank mine and nutrient solution~!

感谢在2020-06-1321:24:25~2020-06-1422:53:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 cranes; Momo, Yu Zhiming, mandi, Ye Xiuyun, memories, and 1 sunny rainbow;

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