Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

Fairy ring, necessary equipment for home travel, the ancestor of any door that is extremely convenient to travel through space, of course, this is only for people with fairy blood, if you are not a resident of the town of fairies, if you want to step into it, then I am sorry. The only way for a brave man to be led away by the goblins who set up circles is to face him.

All in all, the Fairy Ring is a special passage for fairies to come and go freely, and can also carry fancy humans.So at this time, seeing Ursula suddenly throwing stones, claiming to gang up on him, Mr. Villain, who understands this very well, looked at the circle of stones in front of her in confusion.

"You guys are having a baby so soon?" He looked up at Ursula. When a human is pregnant with a goblin's child, they can use some power from other worlds, which comes from the developing magic power of the child in their body.

Adonis suddenly had a look on his face, the expression he used to have when he was still a human being, and he asked hesitantly: "Do you need a glass of champagne? I read in the newspaper that you should drink more champagne at this time, yes Good health?"

"..." Ursula's fist hardened. This guy is as mentally ill as the unscrupulous wine merchants of this era who claim that drinking poisonous wine full of additives can prevent morning sickness, but thinking that there are two girls behind him, if he doesn't I am afraid that the reputation of the explanation will not be guaranteed.

"After you become a half-mermaid, soaking in the pond every day will cause water to enter your brain! Not only science, but magic will also improve. This is called reverse positioning, a summoning fairy ring." Ursula took the spade piece Throw it in: "This magic field provides an excellent summon."

With a flash of light, three figures began to appear in the middle of the circular stone formation.

on the ground chessboard.

With a dark face, Edgar Bruno watched Apple, which was close at hand, disappear into a circle of light together with his disobedient younger siblings.

"Eric Holmes!" He barely maintained his demeanor, gritted his teeth and tried to step in, but was repelled.A little flower demon wobbled and flew up inside the light curtain, holding a small card. She deliberately moved in front of the light curtain so that the paladins who were stopped outside could see clearly what was written on it.

[Please use your feet to chase]

The inscription is a mischievous tongue-out smiley face.

……

"Get your foot off! Step on my hand!"

"It's your big ass that should be removed!"

When Miss Bruno and her second brother fell out of the elf ring, they just wrestled into a ball. Perhaps because of this, the landing image was not very good-looking.

Amidst the background sound of two people accusing each other, the owner of the goblin ring finally stepped out of the stone circle.

"Miss who summoned me, have you figured out what price you will have to pay?" The young detective still had the gleam unique to goblins on his body, he approached the girl lightly, and leaned over to ask.

The golden Apollo tree, the fairy ring with starlight, the black-haired half-elf with silver eyes smiled and whispered softly in the girl's ear, everything was so...

I want someone to plug him back and forget it.

Ursula thought, looking at the confusion.

They never expected that the most reliable person on the scene would be the villain.He snapped his fingers, and the golden tree, a symbol of art, hummed in response like a cathedral bell.In this kind of space with echo effect, the sound suddenly shocked everyone present, and everyone covered their ears.

"￥?%#" Adonis spoke.

No one responded, and everyone was in a state of temporary deafness.

"Why is this kind of cave again?" Little Holmes put down his hands a little dissatisfied, the damp underground is not a space that the land elves like.

"Maybe it's because Mr. Adonis' ultimate evolution is to become Agu-Agu of Easter Island." Ursula, who understood the other party's lips, responded, because she couldn't hear her own voice temporarily, so she shouted super loudly. (The local indigenous people of Easter Island believe that there are elves, and they will make small stone statues that symbolize this elf and put them in underground caves)

"I￥%#" Adonis frowned and said something else.

"What is he talking about," Ursula continued loudly, deliberately.

"That's what he said he thought," returned little Holmes loudly.

"..." The only villain who was not affected by the ringing of the bell he made laughed angrily.

"Mr. Holmes, that's the end of the lawsuit." He touched the corner of his eyes and smiled: "I know you can hear that the recovery speed of half-elves is much faster than that of humans."

"Should I hear?" Little Holmes pretended to be surprised. "I thought you did this to temporarily deaf us, so that you could do other sneaky things."

"You don't have to mock me to show that you are the party of justice, detective." Adonis raised his hand and summoned the golden tree to drop a branch, which would be sent to a high place, and looked down at everyone.

"I have my own set of worldviews. Even the gods who are superior in mythology don't dare to say that I can define absolute good and evil, black and white." He laughed.

"Yes, theology can't do it, but human laws are all defined." Ursula complained, but she quickly remembered all kinds of absurd laws that are still being reformed in this era: "Well, at least morality is defined, the East kind of."

"Oriental? Indian?" Adonis laughed.

"Confucius's," said Ursula, and whispered in her native tongue. "The most important thing is the core values ​​of socialism!"

Of course, no one heard the latter sentence clearly except for little Sherlock Holmes who was close at hand.

"But the client of the golden apples, Mademoiselle Bruno's mother, thinks I'm on the good side? Ursula, and those poor fellows who say please sir, I really want to have the talent to get ahead. Men think so too."

"This kind of sophistry is very boring." Ursula said, she didn't intend to argue with this lunatic about good and evil when they could fight in groups, not to mention that there is no kindness that will be generous to others.

"My mother?" Miss Bruno also recovered. She just heard Adonis talking about the client of the golden apple. "She entrusted you with some golden apples."

"A fruit that can give you strength is about to ripen. Under the water of those scum, oh no! It is the soul that has been favored by the god of art for a moment."

"Is it another way to fake gods?" Ursula said. "Hasn't your teammate, or cannon fodder, already done it once? Are you going to do it yourself this time?"

"No, no, of course not, this is not in line with my style of doing things. Don't you wonder why I haven't really done anything this time?" Adonis said.

It didn't seem like there was any serious injury from that bell, Ursula realized.

"Didn't you say it? This time, I'm just a kind client. The real protagonist is our dear Countess Bruno." He suddenly made a movement of listening.

"Ha, she's here. Tonight is just the time to deliver the results. By the way, I acted openly. After all, the Earl and Mr. Bruno knew about it, and they acquiesced in my existence .”

"... Don't look at me, I really don't know!" James Bruno, who was standing at the back, received the death stares of everyone present. "He must be referring to Edgar!"

"Oh, I made a slip of the tongue, yes, it should be His Excellency the Viscount." Adonis smiled without apology.

"I'm not surprised." Little Holmes said calmly: "After all, His Excellency Viscount Bruno's behavior was very strange from the very beginning. What I'm curious about is the second deceased, no, it should be said that the third deceased, the painter Why are you wearing a melo mermaid hat?"

"What did you promise him, the way to become a mermaid, or the way to get higher artistic achievements?"

"It's almost the same. I just told him to drink the soul wine brewed by the ancient Amazon shaman and made of death vines, and then put on the mermaid hat to go to the place closest to the myth to see the world, then he can Get everything you want." Adonis made no secret of what he was doing.

"So, he drank it once before the real experiment, probably several times." Little Holmes said affirmatively.

Adonis didn't answer.

But Eric didn't intend to listen to what he said, he continued: "I arranged his paintings according to the time when Miss Rosalie went blind. From what I observed, he got the talent of his fiancée, but This talent does not allow him to draw such a dazzling world in the picture."

"I have always thought that talent is very mysterious. It is not only an innate sensory amplification, it is also related to many things about a person, such as experience, hobbies, habits and personal thoughts. So I It is very stubborn to believe that even if the thief has acquired excellent color vision and saw the world in the eyes of a genius, he may not be able to use it skillfully to reach the same height as the original owner."

"After all, we know that many works of art that shock the human soul happen to be born when their creators are losing some of their talent. For example, Beethoven, "Ninth Choral Symphony" was created when he was completely deaf , but it did not let him, who could only sit in the auditorium, lose the applause at the premiere."

"Art, when the skill is mature, it already relies on the temperature of the soul rather than the function of the body. The soil of the suffering, frustration and unyielding soul will breed more beautiful art flowers."

Eric glanced at the condescending Adonis, and simply sat on the ground, continuing his reasoning in a very comfortable manner.

"So, a person who has a talent that he never had before, if after the initial ecstasy, he finds that even though he sees the same world as her, he can't draw the same painting, what should he do now? ?”

"Having tasted the sweetness of the mysterious power, he will definitely pursue more to achieve his goal. At this time, the 'holy water' from the mysterious tribe was pushed to the sales table by you."

Adonis smiled with tears and moles on his face. He was not at all embarrassed by being exposed. Instead, he signaled Mr. Detective to continue with interest.

Little Holmes glanced at him, and continued: "Just drink a little, and you can get inspiration and see wonderful pictures."

Speaking of which, Eric turned his head and explained to Ursula, "It's probably the same as when you said you saw a villain after eating poisonous mushrooms last time."

"Oh. That's fantastic." Ursula said dryly. The reason is that when Eric just started decorating the living room with flowers from Fairyland, he didn't close the gate properly, so he recruited many colorful little flower fairies. Fly around.

When Ursula saw the room full of villains, she jokingly said that it was only the effect of eating Jianshouqing, and was then questioned carefully by the other party about the characteristics and origin of this mushroom.

"Let me extrapolate the psychological process of the deceased. I think that after he had a few sips of wine and was inspired to paint a picture of a wonderful fusion of colors, the artist thought he had the same inspiration as the Amazon shaman. So, He began to think, as an ordinary person, he can get to this point just by drinking a little wine that talks with the gods, if he also becomes a wizard, can he get more." Little Holmes said : "But he is a shrewd person after all, and he has been in the art circle with bad hobbies for a long time. He should be aware of the risks of this kind of medicinal wine of unknown origin. Therefore, in order to avoid this risk, he also You can get inspiration. This painter who has just made a name for himself in the industry has put forward a new wish to you, and he also wants to get the power to truly communicate with the gods of art."

"You, who were entrusted, should have told him about the process of you gaining the mermaid power, which gave him the illusion that I could do it too. So after learning about Mrs. Bertha's story, he took the hat and followed what you said method, put on a mermaid hat, drink holy water, and immerse your head in the fountain in hallucinations."

"Under the influence of the medicine, he really got close to the god named death, and you got the long-awaited soul that was deliberately ripened by greed."

The young detective looked up at Adonis and said softly.