Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

"A reward for what? Me?" Little Holmes calmly glanced at his inhuman childhood companion.

"Of course it's news from another planet!" The umbral youth winked and said. "You are the first person to get the news to find each other, so I dare say that when you enter the star circle of Carina, they will definitely come to chat with you with great enthusiasm."

"Then chat with them, just pass the time of the journey, and study the diversity of marine biodiversity." Little Holmes's expression did not change at all, he said softly in a casual tone, and then loosened the restraint on the umbral youth.

After breaking away from the captivity, the other party returned to his normal male image and straightened his collar, but he still chose to lean against the wall in a boneless posture, looking at the half-elf in disbelief: "No way?" !that's all?"

"Otherwise? Do you want to lend me a warship to confront them?"

"It's not impossible." The umbral youth laughed.

"I'm a brain." The young detective said this, as if he had completely forgotten what he had just done to the person in front of him.

"Oh. Forget it, as long as you don't get bored." The umbral youth who was threatened by Eric pouted: "Speaking of which, have you found the alien star yet?"

"What do you think?" Eric asked the other party.

"Uh... I don't think so. If you found it, you should be in Avalon now, instead of wandering around the sea with your fiancée in a human way."

"Very good reasoning, a lot of progress, Hook." Eric smiled.

"Don't think I didn't hear that you were mocking me."

The umbral youth named Hook dissatisfiedly shook the darkness he spread on the ground.

The lights of the entire corridor flickered several times together.

"What's going on today! First the weather was like crazy, the wind was violent and calm, and now the electricity started again." A crew member just passed by, because of Eric's magic, he didn't look at these two people, but looked up Lightbulb grumbled.

After the two young people (at least on the outside) heard this, even though they knew that the other party was just an ordinary person who couldn't see themselves temporarily and didn't know the truth of all the chaos today, they still put their hands in their pockets guiltily and looked at each other. glanced.

"You can go." Eric said indifferently.

"Hey, hey! I spent a lot of effort to come here, don't let me swim back, I have to go back by boat!" The umbral named Hook yelled loudly.

"Whatever you want." Little Holmes turned away and was grabbed by the arm.

"In this situation, you can find a way for me! I can't change into a prototype, and there can't be one more person on board!"

"Fix it yourself." Mr. Detective said ruthlessly.

"But I'm here because I want to deliver news to you."

"Obviously there are other ways, but you insist on running here by yourself. You know exactly what it is for." Little Mr. Holmes was not fooled at all. How could Hook, a guy with considerable power at sea, not follow suit.

"Hey, bad guy." Hook's shadow moved and stuck to Eric's shadow.

"Let go, don't talk like that, it's disgusting."

"What are you two doing?"

Seeing that Eric hadn't come up for a long time, Ursula simply came over after communicating with Dr. Watson and his new "manservant" about the follow-up arrangements.

She looked at the corner of the corridor, which is said to be a close and old acquaintance, the handsome Mr. Umber holding the little Sherlock Holmes in his arms, and looked at the two shadows on the wall who were entangled with each other and started to fight. , Miss Ursula, who used to post ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, in fuhualalang’s video, couldn’t help thinking a little bit, and the little theater in her mind began to play bamboo horse vs sky drop All kinds of discussion routines.

"Excuse me?" Ursula blinked.

"No, it's just in time." Little Holmes smiled. "Ursula, help me light a fire. I think the light is a bit dim."

"No foreign aid! Cunning half-elf! One-on-one if you are a man!"

"Men? Do umbrals have a gender?" Eric asked in extreme confusion. "Darling, have you heard of such a thing?"

"..." Ursula, who was forced to close the small theater in her head by the shock of the reality, didn't want to get involved in the elementary school students' quarrel. In fact, she just came to confirm whether the high-level umbral was lying.

"Ahhhhhh, you bastard, I'm a man!"

"Don't stand here and make a fuss, go back to your room first." Seeing the shadows of two people on the wall fighting, the scene almost turned into Star Wars, she hurriedly dissuaded her.

I don't know how Eric did it. His shadow is completely different from the original body. Now on the wall of this corridor is a brave man in a neat three-piece suit, holding a rapier and fighting all kinds of things. Shadow puppets of strange creatures.

She has just seen western dragons, eagles, wild boars, and lion-like shadows pounce on them and be killed by Eric's shadow, and now it has turned into a naval battle, those split shadows turned into oceans and sharks' dorsal fins, Spin around the shadow of the detective standing in the void.

"..." Ursula looked at her shadow, which couldn't move at all, in awe, what kind of advanced gameplay is this.

"I can't walk down the corridor like this! Hey! I will be treated as a suspicious suspect!"

"Can you only become a human?" Ursula said slowly, watching the shark shadow shaking its head on the wall.

"Uh?"

A few minutes later, Eric walked out of the elevator holding a limp black cat by the scruff of the neck.

"As long as you become a cat, no one will suspect you even if you wander around on the deck. Maybe you will receive dried fish~" Ursula followed behind with her hands behind her back.

Every long voyage ship needs at least one cat to act as a beast to keep the ship safe, and many crew members will also bring cats on board privately.After all, besides praying to the sea god for no storms, Yuanhang also needs to prevent rats, and cats are more effective than any sea god in this situation.

"Hey!" The umbral cat let out a heartbroken and weak cry.

"Cats don't cry like that, come meow~" Ursula approached him and taught him enthusiastically.

"Hey!!" The umbral cat was even more sad.

"Meow?"

The voice came from above Ursula's head.

Her pupils trembled, and she raised her head abruptly.

"Can you meow again? The kind that is full of emotion!"

Ursula glanced at little Holmes who just repeated her words with raised eyebrows, pressed down on the head of the umbral fake cat, and made a custom request.

The young detective whose thoughts were much purer than Miss Witch gave her a blank look.

"Meow again?" Dr. Watson opened the door. "You are finally back, hey! Where did the cat come from?"

"I picked it up on the road." Little Holmes shook the loveless cat on his hand. "Want to raise."

"Black?" Dr. Watson frowned, but he didn't interfere with the grown-up child's freedom to keep pets. He just asked the door to open to signal the two to come in quickly.

"Remember to give it a good bath, and don't let people see it. There are still many people who believe in the superstition of black cats."

"Okay." The two nodded obediently.

The cat was placed on a cushion in the corner.

"Come on, there are still 2 hours before dinner, and less than 5 hours before landing. Let's think about how to narrow the scope of the investigation." Dr. Watson clapped his hands and said to the three people in the room.

Ursula looked at the uncle who was the leader in surprise, and smiled: "First exclude the crew."

"Why?" Dr. Watson looked up with his notebook.

"Because of the price of gemstones and access channels. I looked through the roster of the crew. The people who go to sea here are all previous employees who have been working on the ship for a long time. The newly recruited sailors will come up when they dock here. This excludes People disguised as crew members to attack."

"So simple?" Dr. Watson felt that this reason was not enough. "Maybe the murderer just wants to make us have this illusion, thinking that the rich have succeeded or cooperated?"

"It's impossible." Eric glanced at the self-closing cat in the corner warningly, and then added an explanation for Ursula. "Whoever owns a gemstone from this particular origin is certainly no ordinary sailor."

"Special?" Dr. Watson, who heard Ursula said that this kind of pigeon blood ruby ​​basically came from Burma, was a little puzzled.

"That's right, it's special. As far as I can tell, this ruby ​​doesn't come from Myanmar as we know it, but..."

"Boom"

Suddenly there was a muffled sound of something heavy falling on the carpet at the door.

Eric stopped talking and turned to look at the door.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Then, a scream sounded in the corridor.

"Why is the first one always screaming when something happens?" Ursula complained.

The bodies of several men reacted very quickly, headed by the "manservant", Mr., rushed out directly.

The doors of several rooms in this corridor were opened, and the passengers living there stuck their heads out to check the situation.

"What's going on!" The French youth was one of them, and he walked out of the room full of curiosity.

Then that curious look turned to horror.

"Richard!" he yelled, trying to push away Dr. Watson and the others, and rushed to the front, but was held down vigorously.

"Let me see him! What's wrong with him."

"Dead." Little Holmes exchanged glances with the servant who was also squatting to examine the corpse, and answered his question.

"What! This is impossible, he... how did he die?" Paul Duran was very emotional at first, but when his eyes met the cold eyes of his new friend, he subconsciously softened his voice .

"Dead from..." Dr. Watson opened his mouth after a preliminary examination of the other person's condition, his tone full of doubts: "Scared?

"He didn't have any trauma, his pupils were dilated, and his expression was frightened. As a person who had just died, his limbs were too stiff. Like a..."

"The cat that was scared to death." A female voice interjected, it was a dark-haired lady, she leaned on the door half-opened and looked out.

"I've seen cats that were scared to death." She explained when everyone looked over. "Just hearing your description reminds me of that scene, poor kitten." She said emotionally.

"Can you open his mouth?" Ursula came out with the medicine box in her arms. Just when she heard the lady's speech, she couldn't help but look at the man who was with her a few hours ago. Dancing Mr. Richard Katzman, suddenly asked.

"Shouldn't the mouth of a person who is frightened to death be opened? Why is he pursing it so tightly?"

Dr. Watson was taken aback, and immediately stretched out his hand and shouted, "Ursula."

"Please, tweezers and gloves." She took a tray just now, and now she directly stuffed it to little Holmes who was squatting on the side.

Dr. Watson carefully opened the other's mouth, inserted the tweezers in, and then a familiar voice sounded again.

That is - the sound of gems hitting porcelain.

Another blood-red gem.