[The Phantom of the Opera] Redemption

Final verdict, "Mitchell Bartley was confirmed dead, time of death: 11:10 am."

Watson still didn't give up. He hurried over and touched Mitchell's neck for a long time, but there was still no beating.He is really dead, how is it possible!

Sherlock pressed his shoulders and comforted him: "Watson, don't be too sad, Mitchell already knew that he would have such a day, he has already arranged everything, you just think he just went through a It's been a long trip, it's time for him to rest, let's let him go."

"How could it be..." Watson leaned weakly on Sherlock, "I always thought that we were still in time, and I could still save him. Why did this happen. There must be something wrong here."

"Please don't be too sad. It's just that the time has come. In fact, this is already the result of delay. The master should have died five years ago, but he has been forced to stay here." Clark said expressionlessly. The man walked in, he was here to transport the corpse. "Doctor Watson, you should firmly believe with me that the master is immortal. Even if we part temporarily now, he will still come back. This time is not too long."

Clark brought a high-quality coffin. The workmanship is not very elegant, but the wood has always exuded a strange smell, and the interior is also extremely comfortable, as if it was used by living people.He brought a new set of clothes, calmly helped Mitchell change, placed him in the center of the coffin, and covered it.

The police outside were already urging, "Hurry up, don't you want to bury him in the cemetery, hurry up, I don't want to waste time on this kind of thing."

Watson looked at him in surprise, "Clark, why don't you take Mitchell home, he doesn't need to be crowded with those condemned prisoners, is it... how is it possible."

Clark nodded, "I'm just doing what the master ordered. He wants to sleep peacefully in a cemetery where the dead gather. We are going to the largest cemetery in London. I will try my best to help him achieve what the master wants. Your order is what I expect. If you don't mind, can you help me carry the coffin?"

Together they carried the heavy coffin and walked outside. Strangely enough, it was not as heavy as they had seen before. Anyway, they brought the coffin to a place, which was almost in the middle of the cemetery. With a big pit, Clark directed them to put the coffin in, and filled it with soil little by little.

The policeman had long since disappeared, perhaps having left when they arrived at the cemetery.Clark finished his work by filling the soil, he did not erect a monument on it, "The owner does not want a monument, he has been saying that if the name is engraved on the monument, it is like a brand, indicating that the person Already dead for real, and in other people's minds too. He didn't want that."

"Since this is his wish, let's go, it's better for him to be here alone." Sherlock patted Watson on the shoulder and walked out first.

Their appearance is very strange, and there is not much sadness. If we really say that we have seen these things, there are still many things that are not right.What the hell is going on here? Could it be that Mitchell Bartlet is really not dead?Impossible, Watson wanted to get rid of this ridiculous idea, but it kept lingering in his mind.

The cemetery was calm again, just like it was at the beginning.Not long after, a group of people came here, and the Duke of Stoke looked at the place that had obviously just been refurbished, with deep eyes, "Jeffrey Joshua, Andrew, go and pry that place open, I want to see it with my own eyes Look at his body, and if I gouged out all the flesh on his body, could I find more things."

Jeffrey Joshua was very nervous, he stood here trembling, "I saw that coffin. , we... we are all going to die, Duke, just to be safe, don't do that."

"You are afraid. This is just a dead person. How can you be so afraid of him? Jeffrey Joshua, you must have been emboldened by him. How could he come back to life again!" Earl Stoke didn't think Concerned, he continued to instruct Andrew, "Andrew, let go of that coward, you go and ask some reliable people to help us finish this matter."

Jeffrey Joshua closed his eyes and put all his eggs in one basket, he shouted loudly: "Because this kind of thing happened before! That was when I still had my heart for him, and I really wanted his power too much, So, I did something I shouldn't have done. I stabbed a sword into his heart when he was sleeping peacefully at night. I saw the blood all over the sky, so red. It was a coincidence, I hung him on the beam, I heard the sound of his spine breaking, I think this time, he must be dead, he will never find me!"

"Then..." Jeffrey Joshua swallowed hard, gasping for breath, "then, when I finally stopped at a hotel for a short rest the next day, he sat there, sat In the lobby of the hotel, he had been waiting for me for a long time. After that, I suffered the cruelest punishment in the world. He took back his gift and let me return to the mortal world. I am what you see now .”

"If he really has as much energy as you said, why is he lying here now, and he was slaughtered by us before." The Duke of Stoke still didn't believe it. Some things were hard for them to believe even if they saw it with their own eyes. .

Jeffrey Joshuare tore open his clothes with great difficulty, and it was covered with spots, "Do you know what this is, this is a corpse spot! My body is always Rot, this is the punishment he gave me, he let me enjoy a long life, but he imprisoned my soul on the corpse, the corpse rotted little by little, I couldn't stop it at all, even after it became Thick bones, I still have consciousness, I still can't escape."

He roared madly: "He has definitely laid a net under the soil. I am not those brainless vampires and werewolves. They never know how to think with their heads, and they are not afraid of such punishment. I I still remember that day, five of them pried open his tomb, and the next second, they disappeared, really disappeared! They couldn't even find a trace of existence."

He tore his skin, "Why, I must ask you to cooperate, because human beings are completely incapable of doing anything, he is firmly restricted by this law, so, at that time, he voluntarily gave Blood is the best medicine. Today, if you pry open his resting place, it is tantamount to attacking him actively. Even if he takes your soul away, no one can blame him. Duke, I only got one from him If you expect things that you can't reach, you will only end up miserable."

There has always been suspicion in their eyes, and they have never felt that kind of terror in their entire lives.Jeffrey Joshua made up his mind and said firmly: "We wait for 49 days, not less than a day. When that day comes, we will come back and see what will happen here. If he is really dead, the body will not So perishable. Even if you really can't wait that long, let Andrew stay here and see what happens to those vampires."

The Duke still regressed, as Jeffrey Joshua said, he can't have any accidents, he is too fragile, he is not willing to use his life now to gamble on an illusory possibility, he still agreed, "Just wait for 49 days. I hope that when that day comes, you can let me see something different."

"I don't know what I will see, but what I know is that after every 49 disappears, the one who comes back is not the original Mitchell Bartley." Jeffrey Joshua looked Looking at the landscape here, he was even more worried, why was he driven by ambition again, if this time... he would really be finished.

Watson pushed Sherlock and Clark back to Baker Street, he really had too many questions in his mind, "What are you guys hiding from me, don't use any nonsense excuses to send me off, I won't Believe it, I am very sure, he is definitely not dead, otherwise, you will never be so peaceful. Especially you, Clark, at that time, you will definitely lose control, how could you bury him so quickly. "

Sherlock spread his hands and looked at Clark, "I knew that Watson would be like this. I said earlier, just use some interesting cases to trick Watson into living anywhere in England for a while, then things will be logical. It's over, now, look at him, Watson, you really can't hide any expression on your face."

"I'm really grateful to you all, you didn't tell me anything, and you treated me like a fool! I'm very happy, don't you have a great sense of accomplishment, you really..." Watson said in the room Turning around inside, I suddenly thought of a question, "Did Eric know it before me too!"

Clark was stunned, and there was no response for a full three seconds. Watson became even more angry, "Oh, I knew it, you have already revealed something to Eric, otherwise, how could he have been quiet all the time? At the villa, Mitchell Bartlet, the omnipotent, doesn't believe me at all."