[comprehensive] my king is here

Perhaps because of the large number of heroic spirits, as the master, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada and the servants are far away from each other.

And Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's departure will definitely make his suppression of Lancelot weaker and weaker, and Lancelot's berserk is an inevitable thing.

Totally irrational, even if he saw Galahad, he didn't know how to show mercy. Such a top knight of the round table almost brought down the Templar Church.

Artoria must fight him.

Even if she felt very uncomfortable.

This is not a battle of honor between knights, but a farce in order to quiet the berserkers. Percival used his retaining skills to temporarily lock up Lancelot, and the matter was considered over.

Arturia was already very tired when she stood in front of Sherlock, but she didn't show this tiredness, so in Watson's eyes, she was still a girl knight who fought with the Berserker to the neck.

Whether it's eyes or expressions, they are upright and reliable.

But... King Arthur can't be a girl!

Watson just felt that King Arthur in his mind was broken into pieces.

Sherlock showed her a video.

The picture is blurry, and the lens seems to be covered with a layer of water vapor.

It seemed that someone was running around, and the sound of panicked footsteps was very disturbing.

The blood splashed out at this time, there was still no sound, and the blood mist burst out one by one, which was extremely strange.

……

"This is a video of the crime scene."

When Sherlock put away the phone, Arturia hadn't recovered yet, some things were more impressive than intuitive contact.

"The group of goldfish in Scotland Yard has made no progress for 48 hours, and I can catch people here," Sherlock said, "You have to go too."

Arturia was puzzled by his request.

"excuse me, can you tell me the reason?"

"You will know when you go."

Heroic spirits participating in the Holy Grail War should not show up too much outside. It was not appropriate to go out with Yi Miao at the beginning, so Artoria wanted to refuse.

but……

She couldn't just sit back and watch the murders in Londinium.

She has no ability to solve cases, so Mr. Sherlock Holmes wants her to help arrest the criminal.

Is there anything special about prisoners?

Arturia followed them to a hotel, and Sherlock went to talk to the front desk lady alone, leaving Watson alone with Artoria feeling uneasy.

"Don't worry, with me here, I will definitely protect you and Mr. Holmes." Arturia mistakenly thought that he was nervous that he was going to face the murderer face to face, and comforted her in a deep voice.

Watson: "..."

My heart is extremely complicated, and Sherlock, come back soon!

As if hearing his voice, Sherlock returned soon.

"Room 2205."

They wait in front of the elevator.

When the elevator opened, the people inside came out one after another. Sherlock's eyes fell on them and he began to analyze them almost unconsciously.

"Debt...unemployed..."

"Affair...Abortion/Abortion...Having a cigarette addiction..."

"Lawyer...is about to get married...slightly violent..."

All this happened in just three or four seconds.

However, there was one person whose eyes were full of question marks.

"Japanese, prostitute, recently became a mother? Didn't give birth? Adoptive mother? Killed someone? Not with your own hands?"

When she walked away, he still hadn't reacted.

"Sherlock?" Watson called him from the elevator.

He can't get any explanation for the time being, so he can only save that person in the thinking hall.

Watson looked at his contemplative good friend, then at Artoria with a serious face, and summoned up his courage to say, "Arthur...King? What's wrong with you?"

"I..." Arturia was actually thinking about that woman, "We seem to have missed something."

2205 in front of the door.

Sherlock was about to open the door in the name of room service, but Artoria said that there was no one in the room. Sherlock thought about it and pried the door open.

"Wait……"

He pried the door so fast that he was already in by the time Artoria opened her mouth.

The room was empty.

It was supposed to be very quiet, but it was a bit weirdly quiet here.

In this case, they should search separately, but Arturia and Sherlock walked into the bathroom tacitly.

Perhaps it was because he had just taken a shower, but the tiles were still damp, and the bathtub was covered by a curtain, and he could vaguely see that there seemed to be someone lying in it.

Sherlock drew the curtain aside.

Arturia clenched her fists, and the crisp sound of bones colliding attracted Watson over, and he said, "What's wrong?"

Sherlock finally annoyed King Arthur, and King Arthur wanted to beat him?

"Please call the police." Artoria said.

Watson took out his phone subconsciously, without thinking about the meaning of this sentence.

Artoria went to check the rest of the bathroom. Watson came over and stood where she had just stood, and casually raised her head when dialing.

The phone fell to the ground.

Watson held back, but couldn't hold back, and went to the bathroom outside to vomit.

The bathtub was full of human body parts.

Without blood, the dense white bones are shocking.

Scotland Yard soon arrived, along with members of the FBI's BAU.

This case involves the wives of high-ranking officials in the United States. The pressure on them is no lower than that of Scotland Yard. Scotland Yard thought they were here to grab credit, and obstructed their investigation everywhere, which is also very annoying and headache.

Donovan was the first to enter. When she saw Sherlock, she blurted out, "Look who this is? The freak is here, and..."

Arturia raised her head and gave her a disapproving look.

Donovan's face immediately turned pale, and he didn't dare to say anything more. He hurried into the bathroom, but it was probably frightened by the bathroom again, and he let out a short scream.

Sherlock, who was concentrating on thinking, couldn't notice all this at all.

Artoria called him twice and saw that he didn't respond. She walked to the window and looked at the scenery below with a more serious expression.

At this moment, Sherlock reacted and asked, "I'm sorry what you just said?"

"Mr. Holmes, we have let them go."

Sherlock didn't speak. Watson thought for a while and asked, "You mean we bumped into them when we came up? Why?"

"My intuition."

Hearing this sentence, Lestrade somewhat disagreed, but Sherlock said: "Don't underestimate intuition, it's the result of too fast data processing and consciousness can't keep up."

He looked at Artoria again, "Who is it?"

"The lady with the green hair."

"Very good, consistent results."

He walked quickly towards the door, just as someone was about to come in, and saw Sherlock waiting by the door, Artoria followed him out, but heard an impossible name.

"Artoria?"

"..."

Arturia stopped and looked at the middle-aged man who called out the name. He had deep eyes and looked extremely wise. Every crease on his face was a medal of wisdom bestowed by the years.

Arthur Pendragon is a name passed down in history, but Arturia Pendragon is a real name that few people know.

Even Amakusa Shiro Tokisada didn't know, and Artoria couldn't understand why this person knew her real name.

"you……"

Sherlock suddenly stood between the two of them.

"This is Jason Gideon, your adoptive father."

"This is your adopted daughter who doesn't remember you for some reason."

"Okay, now that we know each other, let's go."

Artoria finally followed Sherlock, and the adoptive father who called out her real name would still be there, but the murderer hiding in the crowd might endanger her people because of her negligence.

Looking at Artoria's back, Gideon said to Hodge, "I understand why you didn't tell me about it."

"You still know," Hodge said.

"Well, you may find it very strange. Even the adoptive father and daughter have a strange feeling. That night, I had a premonition that she was back."

Hodge asked with some concern: "Are you okay?"

Because of his understanding of that innocent and pure girl, Hodge didn't think she would leave without saying a word to her adoptive father whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

Such a choice is rational and almost cruel.

"She has her reasons, let's go in first."

BAU has a reason and responsibility for BAU being here.

Sherlock was walking up the stairs quickly while texting, Watson was still confused and asked, "What's wrong? Sherlock?"

"There is no need to investigate, we can arrest people."

"Arrest? Then I'll tell Lestrade."

"Stupid goldfish in Scotland Yard? Go kill one by one." Sherlock said coolly.

Watson was silent.

"Leave this to me."

Ordinary people can't deal with things involving heroic spirits.

Sherlock hailed a taxi, and Artoria originally wanted to run back by herself, but she thought she had something to ask him, so she got in together.

"You have long known that this was not the work of man, have you not, Mr. Holmes?"

Otherwise, Sherlock Holmes does not need Arturia to accompany her in handling the case.

"You already have the answer yourself."

Artoria nodded, and wanted to borrow Sherlock's cell phone to watch the video again, but Sherlock was sending text messages and couldn't borrow it, so he sent the video to Watson and requisitioned his cell phone for Artoria to watch .

"Thank you." Arturia said.

"Uh...it's okay, don't worry about it."

Watson worked hard to calm down, admiring Sherlock's calm mentality even in the face of King Arthur, you know, King Arthur was the king of Britain in the Middle Ages.

This phone is no longer usable, so go back and offer it up.

Speechless all the way.

Taxis stop in front of 221B Baker Street.

"If you have any new clues, please contact the church. I will definitely cooperate with the arrest as soon as possible."

"Then it's better for you to live here, this is the most convenient way." Sherlock said lightly.

Watson was shocked: "Sherlock!"

Arturia said: "I understand what you mean, but..."

"Are you afraid that the false priest will be unhappy? Can he still control King Arthur remotely in Romania?"

His eyes were sharp, with a rather aggressive look, and Artoria responded with some helplessness: "It's because of Shiro, and..."

At present, she is the only one in the Church of the Holy Church who can control Sir Lancelot's irrational madness.

It would be great if Gao Wenqing was here.

Sherlock's face was expressionless. He walked towards the door and looked at the house number 221B which had been deliberately squared. He already knew that there was an unexpected visitor inside.

"It seems that you have to go up once."

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