Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

"Are we in here?"

James Bruno moved his hands to make sure that his body was functioning normally, and then he began to look at the surrounding environment.

"Uh..." He just glanced at it and then paused. He didn't know how to describe the place they were in right now, and so did his companion.

So the five young people stood silently in this grid for a long time, in a few grids demarcated by silver and gold lines, and no one dared to take the first step.

In the end, it was Captain Roland who spoke first: "This...seems familiar."

"Yes, it's so familiar that it's a headache." Edgar Bruno, who saw the sub-scene in his garden every day, said in a deep voice, "So are we pawns now?"

"It depends on the situation. We are the ones who stepped into this chess game." Eric shrugged, with a relaxed look, which attracted a suspicious glance from the other party.

"What do you know?"

"I'm sorry, it's not much more than you." The young detective raised his silver-gray eyes and said in a provocative tone that this paladin could definitely hear.

"It's just that I have to observe and think, using my eyes and brain."

"Little Mr. Holmes..." Captain Roland tried to play the role of a peacemaker. He really couldn't understand why they all came to this place. These people can still have such a strong smell of gunpowder.

"Have you chosen your position? Knights." But Eric Holmes didn't give him this chance to persuade the fight, and his next move made the attention of the other four people focus on his hand.

"Which side are you standing on, have you considered it?" He waved the transparent card in his hand that he didn't know when to appear.

"Red or white. Since you are in the game, you must be conscious of being a pawn." In Edgar Bruno's eyes, the half-elf smiled extremely hatefully.

"Eric, you mean that we are going to choose one of the two queen candidates brought here..."

James thought for a while and asked, at this moment they all found the same card in their pockets. "Like playing chess"

"Yes."

"But how do we determine which side is Sophie?" James flipped through the card of unknown material.

"It should be three parties." Ronald Thompson, who has been silent since arriving in London, reminded: "Mr. Holmes seems to have mentioned earlier that the black cat... oh no, Miss Watson was also involved. So including Miss Sophie and the missing Miss Rose, it should be said that there are three parties."

It seemed to be the case, and Captain Roland thought about it: "But, this is wrong! There are only two sides on the chessboard."

"You're right. If the battle for the queen is based on the chessboard, it means that one of them will be eliminated first." Eric said with an unusually calm expression: "But this is not the same as our chess pieces. It doesn't matter for now, what we need now is to choose a position, red or white, don't hesitate any longer, we don't have time."

He motioned everyone to look down at the card, and a golden hourglass suddenly appeared on the card. The gradually decreasing sand was obviously urging them to make a choice quickly.

"I'll choose the red side." Edgar Bruno spoke first.

He stared at the card, but nothing happened, so he repeated it aloud.

But the hourglass on the cards is still in motion.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Ha." The young detective laughed: "So you paladins all swear like this, tsk, so dishonest."

"..." Edgar Bruno's face darkened, but he received the prompt under the full sarcasm of Mr. Holmes.

"I, Edgar Bruno, hereby pledge my allegiance to the White Queen." He put the card in his heart and knelt down on one knee.

As the oath fell, the color of the card instantly changed to a bright red color, and the position of the hourglass also changed, becoming a pattern representing a knight in chess.

"Next, it's my turn." Captain Roland immediately took the oath, also swearing allegiance to Bai Fang, and then urged his friend.

"Come on, Ronald. What are you hesitating about?"

"...I was wondering if we were going to split up." Ronald lowered his eyes: "It's safer this way."

"There is nothing to hesitate. Miss Sophie will definitely be Bai Fang. You know her situation, don't you?" Captain Roland looked at the only Mr. Detective present who was not "one of us", and hinted at his friend. .

"What you mean is that Miss Sophie's main ability after her eyes are healed is to become the queen on the chessboard to command the paladins, and the huge chessboard in your underground space is such a training ground." Eric has nothing at all. Self-consciously excluded, he interjected: "According to your tradition, if there is a queen, it must be Bai Fang, right?"

"You know." Captain Roland said in embarrassment.

"I know a little bit, James, so you have to choose that side." The young detective smiled and asked another Bruno family client.

"I..." James hesitated for a while: "I choose red."

"James!" His elder brother's tone became severe: "Don't be willful."

"It's not capricious. I think Ronald is right. We always have to be prepared. Although there is a family tradition, Sophie may not choose to abide by the "tradition."

"..."

It is indeed possible.Edgar Bruno fell silent, showing his tacit attitude.

So the remaining two young people with paladin attributes chose to stand on the red side, and the red side's imprint was firmly stamped on the cards of the two of them, and now there is only one person left

"You must come with me, Eric." James looked forward to looking at the only little Sherlock Holmes who had no choice.

"Well~" The young detective twirled the card on his fingertips, and his voice was unhurried, not at all as urgent as when he was urging them to choose a position.

"I'm afraid I'm sorry, James."

"You want to choose White." James was a little disappointed: "Then hurry up, the hourglass is about to run out."

"Then let it slip through." The detective played the cards casually.

"Little Mr. Holmes, what do you mean?" Captain Roland noticed something wrong with his words.

"meaning is……"

"I don't choose either side." Eric squeezed the card on his fingertips and smiled: "Today, I only pledge my allegiance to the real queen."

After saying this, the last grain of sand suddenly fell from the hourglass, and he disappeared in front of the four knights of the selected faction out of thin air.

"Sly elf!" Edgar Bruno cursed angrily, looking where he disappeared.

"What shall we do next?" Captain Roland, who had no entanglement with Mr. Holmes at all, was surprised and quickly returned to the real issue.

"Of course to find my own queen." James Bruno was stunned for a moment by his friend's behavior that even deceived him, and then he came back to his senses. Hearing Roland's question, he checked the back of the card wittily, and then replied.

"Then we'd better go separately now, after all, we are already in the hostile camp." Captain Roland also looked at the reminder in a learned way, and suggested.

The two teams separated. However, things were different from what they had imagined. It was obviously smarter here. They just took a step, and were teleported away by grid respectively according to their camps.

"I should be on the same team as Ronald. I made a mistake." At the moment when he was teleported away with his boss, Captain Roland thought with some regret: "With that guy Edgar, I can't even complain. "

"Also, we can't pass the time by talking about where the little Mr. Holmes has gone. He seems to be very allergic to that Mr. Detective."

Eric, who was clearly or secretly missed by others, had successfully landed in a city with a tall wall after trapping his teammates into the chess game.

"Successful." He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He admitted that although there was also a deductive support this time, it was more of a gamble.

"This time I really want to thank Mycroft for his teaching." Mr. Detective never thought that one day he would be able to use the seemingly "boring" political knowledge taught by his father: "Only support the incumbent, stand on the The third party is really ridiculous and funny."

He first walked a few steps, stood in front of a glass window where people could be seen, checked his attire, and then grabbed a passing toy soldier, and asked in a very normal tone: "Hey Mr. Soldier. Do you know how to get there quickly if I dare to go to the queen before midnight?"

"Ah, it's you. Why did you come here?" The toy soldier actually answered his question, still in the tone of an old acquaintance.

"There's just a train leaving just now, and you're already late. Go and rent a flying carriage, Mr. Magician, tonight's banquet cannot be without you."

The transparent card flashed, updating the information.

"Name: Eric Holmes

Race: Elf (Greek), Human

Element: wind

……

Faction: Chessboard"

Mr. Detective who broke into the game operator looked at his ID card and showed his first sincere smile today.