[Comprehensive] The Great Devil

When Sierra opened her eyes again, she saw a stone-gray cold wall, and she was sitting on a chair nailed to the floor in a small closed room.

Her eyes were still a little fuzzy, and the memory of a few hours ago became very blurred, and she couldn't even remember how she got here.Uncomfortably, she stretched out her hand and rubbed the faintly throbbing forehead. When she finally recovered from the shaking world, she slowly raised her head, and then saw the front at a glance, separated by a layer of transparent glass, A woman in white who is also sitting on a chair.

Sierra paused.

She looked at the other party calmly, thousands of thoughts flashed in her mind instantly, and immediately confirmed the other party's identity.

Eurus, Oulos, the "God of the East Wind" in Greek, a woman.The youngest Holmes.Also, one of the smartest.

She doesn't look like her other relatives.She was beautiful, with an indescribably unique quality, a childlike innocence similar to Moriarty's, pale and ethereal, with eyes like buried marble tombstones, evoking the gaze of a dark ghost, and the ashes of day .

At this moment, Sera felt the danger instinctively—physiology reacted faster than thinking, and a snake-like tremor rushed up the spine and hit the brain directly.The hairs all over her body were aroused, and she immediately woke up from that chaotic state.

She didn't even have such a reflexive reaction to a clown.Maybe it's because the silence in this woman's eyes is almost nothing, and it's as empty as a black hole. From there, it's hard for her to detect the desire-desire that belongs to normal human beings, only dead silence.

Sera stared at her for a while, and the other party also looked at her quietly, without saying a word.In the end, Sera took the lead to look away, glanced at the closed room, and found a working camera in the corner. Apart from that, there was no other information that could prove where she was.

So she turned back and looked at Olos behind the glass.

The air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

"What time is it?" Sera asked suddenly.

Then, the woman who seemed to be frozen into a pale statue moved slightly, her slightly curly long hair draped over her shoulders covered her ears and cheeks, which made her look younger and weirder, like The quiet forest before dawn.Hearing Sera's words, she tilted her head, without any expression or smile on her face, her voice was very soft, as if the mist was about to dissipate, "Time," she repeated in confusion, murmured, "...it is very Is it important?"

Sierra sat in a chair and looked directly at the woman behind the glass window.She also has long dark hair hanging loose, deep eyes, and a pale face.Except for the black coat, the scene of them staring at each other is like staring at the reflection in a mirror, which is indescribably similar and weird.

"No, it doesn't matter to me," Sierra replied. "I'm just used to remembering it, and it does me some good."

The young Miss Holmes looked at Sera with her large and quiet eyes. It seemed that she didn't need to think carefully about what she said. Her fast thinking speed made her often able to omit this transition method for normal human beings.

"December 12th, 27:16:47," Olos reported an accurate time like a machine, and gave her another message by the way, "—Sherin Ford. A prison."

Sierra looked at her and paused for two seconds.

"Thank you." She thanked very politely, and an idea was immediately confirmed in her heart-there was no object in this room that indicated the time at this moment, but the other party was still able to say the answer without hesitation, which can only prove one thing: she is A machine, an engine that never stops, gears that don't rust, a robot with self-consciousness.Everything that happened around her, including the time of walking, has a strict program in her mind, which can be obtained through reasoning and calculation, precise and elegant, and without omission - no wonder Mycroft is so rigorous. People would describe his own sister with words like "terrible genius".

This trial got the answer they wanted from each other.Sierra sat up straight involuntarily, and the smile that had been sticking to her face like a mask all along disappeared.She looked at the other party without any relaxation and calmness, and then spoke again.

She didn't ask why Mycroft kept her sister in a closed prison, how Orlos came out and met her the night before, or why she had an affair with Napoleon Moriah of the criminal world. Dee cooperated to spare no effort to suppress her brother, and even put him in a dangerous situation several times-these questions are not necessary for her, only about herself.

"Why did you choose me?" she asked.

She was sure that there were not many murderers who had committed crimes like hers but were still smart enough to get away with it, and with the skills of the Holmes family they could find many of them.She also knew that she was not the only woman who could arouse the interest of Sherlock Holmes, she was not the only one, but one of them.She wondered what it was necessary to be "the only one."

As for the previous question - "what do they want from Sherlock", the question is not important after seeing Olos for the first time.She will always know the answer in the end, and there is no rush at this moment.After all, the reason she had spent so much effort to get Mycroft to send her here was to meet the most senior criminal and conductor behind all these plots and unsolved cases.And now, she saw it.

Originally, she really wanted to come to this world to relax and take a vacation.I didn't expect to get into such trouble at the beginning.In the words of that curly-haired detective: Times have changed, but bad things remain.

Sera couldn't help but sighed secretly in her heart.

Oulos tilted her head slightly, and her eyes quickly looked up.Sera looked over with her eyes, and the red dot of the camera that was faintly glowing red suddenly disappeared after her gaze—someone controlled it, and it temporarily stopped working under the signal of Oluos .

Sera looked at him.The pale woman spoke softly.

"We have five minutes," she said, "five minutes without interruption."

Then it means that within 300 seconds their conversation will not be known to a third party except the person involved——It’s so funny, Sera thought that Olos was Sherring Ford’s secret prisoner, but she can close it with just one look. Drop the camera here... I really want to see what Mycroft's expression is now behind the camera.

After finishing speaking, Olos slowly stood up.She didn't wear shoes, and walked slowly to the glass window barefoot. Through a layer of transparent glass, she stretched out her hand and pressed it, and the palm prints were clearly visible.She stared at the woman on the chair, the hot air in her breath formed a thin layer of water mist on the glass, which slowly dissipated after a few seconds——

"Mycroft is afraid of me," Olos whispered in a quiet voice like a ghost, "he said that his IQ as an 'elite in the world' can only be regarded as 'excellent', and I... I am an 'era-defining genius ’, a genius who can change the times.”

In just an hour of tweeting, she accurately predicted the exact dates of three terrorist attacks on British mainland.And this was just one of the unremarkable small cases that Mycroft asked her to handle.

In the past 30 years, she can vividly remember the name and original appearance of every bite of food. Her CPU computing power is far beyond ordinary people, which gives her extraordinary insight.It may take five to ten seconds for ordinary people to calculate three-digit subtraction, but she only needs tens of milliseconds.

Like Sherlock, she also has a "memory palace", and it is much larger than hers. In order to make room for the hard drive of her brain, Sherlock did not hesitate to delete "the earth revolves around the sun", which is useless to him in handling the case. knowledge, and she wouldn't have this trouble, she remembered almost every image she had experienced since birth.More figuratively speaking, Mycroft and Sherlock are just a low-profile version of the wind from the east in terms of hardware.

Even a man like Mycroft was right to be afraid of this sister.

"He thinks I have a power - and I do, in fact," Olos said. "I can control a man by talking to him - not hypnotizing, not threatening, not making him go straight out and kill Instead, it completely changed him from the heart—even if he killed his wife and children with his own hands, he would only think it was his own fault, and would never think of having anything to do with me."

Serra listened quietly.

Oulos' eyeballs often freeze in one place, which makes her gaze extremely deep and quiet, and extremely attractive, and one can't help but want to look into her eyes.Then he fell into a black hole and couldn't extricate himself.

She understood.Olos was answering her question.At least part of it.

——Why did you choose me?

—Mycroft told me there was one woman Sherlock couldn't handle for a while, and he didn't want to get involved.It just so happens that I know the skill of mind control, so it is most suitable for me to let her confess her guilt in person.

No wonder he promised so quickly and her goal was realized so easily.It turned out that he had this killer weapon behind him.

It's a pity, just like his judgment of Oulos: he couldn't control this sister, so he locked her up.But the truth was that he had never been able to hold her, and he had never been able to predict her next move, just as Orlos shook out Mycroft's plan with ease at this moment.There was nothing he could do about his family.

Sera pressed her forehead that was still throbbing, then raised her head to look at Oulos, and smiled inexplicably, "So, my generous investor...?"

"He's not bad," Olos said of the consulting crime expert who has caused the whole of Britain to suffer. "But I didn't control him. I just made a deal with him."

She said it so lightly.But Selah would never have thought that a single insignificant deal would allow Moriarty to carry out so many plans that would threaten her own brother, and even at a young age, she was not so easily manipulated.

——It wasn't until the news of Moriarty's suicide that Serra realized that it was indeed a deal.But it's a deal Moriarty simply can't refuse - defeating Holmes to a certain extent, ruining their reputation and getting them into endless trouble.This is the proudest victory of his life.

She sees through the psychology of smart people.She's always been able to put that to good use.

Then, Olos' eyes slowly settled on her.She looked very pale and frail, so vulnerable that it would blow away.But that look... can make people feel a shudder of fear from the bone marrow of the soul, and the blood turns cold for it.

"I don't care who you kill, what does it matter to me? People die, Mom and Dad die, Mycroft dies, Sherlock dies, and I—we will one day Forced or willing to end her own life," Olos murmured softly, pressing her hands on the glass, "When death is mentioned in the poem, it is always very peaceful...I wonder if this is true—death , the term that ends everything."

After she finished speaking, she was silent for a while, then tilted her head slightly, stared at her full of innocent curiosity and childishness, spoke softly, and with just one sentence, Sierra's pupils shrank slightly, and her gaze changed instantly——

"And you, Serra?—you've lived through so much death, what has it been like to you?"

The author has something to say: Q: Why does the brother control the younger sister to tease Curly instead of Mai Ge?

Answer: "You look funny when you grow up." [So my sister is actually a VIP of the Appearance Association^-^

To sort out the context, this article is a bit complicated and obscure.

Wake up and find that you are involved in a murder case - cover up the truth - find Sherlock for fun to clear yourself of suspicion - Moriarty and the forces behind him come to the door = troubles - find that you can't get rid of the troubles, just confess to Maggie, anyway, you can't hide it -Reported to Mo and Fu about each other's situation and had fun-By the way, molested Curly Detective-I found someone behind Mo-Curious to know who the other party was-Curiously approached Curly to create a scandal-Public opinion forced Mo Niang and Mai Ge to show their feet My sister exists—successfully met my sister through the two, and solved my doubts... probably just sauce.