Silent Crown Chapter 183: Tomorrow is a good day
At the entrance of Long Street, the old man with black gloves lit his pipe, took a deep breath, and exhaled light blue smoke. Geeli Literature Network
Wait quietly.
After a long time, his shoulders shook, and he slowly turned around, seeing the figure that appeared behind him for unknown time.
"Mr. Holmes."
He nodded in greeting: "I have been waiting for a long time."
"Mr. Ghost Hand, it's been a long time since I saw you."
Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly and took off his deerstalker hat: "I remember when we first met outside the White Horse Hotel.
You used to show me the way, but now you don't expect to be upside down again. "
Ghost took a deep look at the boy's eye pupils, couldn't help sighing in a low voice, sighing with emotion.
A few months ago, when he and the boy met for the first time, they passed by on the long street.
At that time, I was still the famous legend of Avalon, the debt collector ghost hand. Ye Qingxuan is just an Oriental kid who just came here.
At that time, this kid was still the fish on the chopping board, and he could only cook it with his own heart.
But within a few short months, he gained the reputation of Nuo Da, and got the fear and awe of unknown people by what he did.
It is already the ‘Vengeful Spirit’ of Avalon.
Even the shaman had the idea of taking him as his right arm, and faintly placed great expectations on this young man.
The ups and downs of destiny are very unexpected, and sometimes they can be caught off guard.
"The trace of the professor, please."
He turned around and led the way ahead.
Ye Qingxuan walked into the alley, stepped on the water and broken bricks and walked into the shed.
In the empty shed, it has been covered with faint blood. On the floor in the center, a corpse was already stiff.
The weather of the cold night kept the corpses intact and did not rot them. It's just that the skin has become paler and paler, making people feel hairy.
"Whose body is here?"
"A smuggler. The nickname is ‘Litchi’. Lychee is a rare oriental water..."
"I know."
Ye Qingxuan nodded: "A Westerner, called this nickname? It's really rare."
"Because he is most famous for smuggling dozens of tons of ‘lychees’ from the East, passing Avalon’s customs, and dumping them into the entire Anglo market."
"Fruit vendor?"
"Although it looks fresh and cute, don't be fooled by the appearance. After the lychee is cut, the refined'mandala' is hidden inside."
Guishou said lightly: "They are all first-class goods. The Tianzhu people call them Krsna. With that cargo, the Tianzhu people grabbed 90% of the market share, and laid Lays the foundation for ruling the illicit drug market.
Litchi has always been regarded as an important right-hand man by Shi Luo Yiduo, and is regarded as a thorn in the eye of many people. But he is cautious and very careful. Sometimes she travels as a pregnant woman, so she has not been caught. "
"Pregnant woman?"
Ye Qingxuan squatted down, looked at the swollen corpse, saw the beard on his face and dense chest hair, and couldn't help frowning:
"He really has the capital..."
He asked. "When was the body discovered?"
"Tonight, three hours ago."
The ghost hand smoked the pipe and said faintly: "According to the shaman's rules. People who sell forbidden drugs have to cut off their hands and feet, but he will be dead when our people arrive.
The professor took us one step ahead and found him ahead of time. This is revenge for the betrayal of Shi Luo Yiduo, right? "
"More than just."
Ye Qingxuan shook his head: "If it is for revenge, the professor will directly hang Shi Luo Yeduo's brother "Posina" in front of his sex.
When Shi Luo Yiduo was awakened from a nightmare, he saw his brother's death with twisted facial features, living in fear forever..."
The ghost hand was taken aback: "How did you know?"
Ye Qingxuan glanced at him faintly, then retracted his gaze: "Because if I were a professor, I would do that."
The ghost hand is silent.
Ye Qingxuan's palm fumbled on the corpse, exploring the traces left on the corpse. With Bolero, it saves a lot of trouble. He directly pressed his palms on the chest of the corpse and manipulated the liquid in the corpse to form lines of thought. Investigating the condition of the internal organs.
Soon, he released his palm.
"Cardiac arrest. Visceral bleeding, brain tissue poisoning symptoms..."
Ye Qingxuan's eyes became cold:
"——'Litchi', I was not killed, I was scared to death by myself."
Soon, the ghost hand suddenly realized, and understood where the anger in the boy's eyes came from: "This is your usual method... the professor is provoking you?"
According to his understanding of Holmes, this black musician, known as the vengeful spirit, has always hated blood and murder. He has always caused the enemy to kill himself, and never takes the enemy's life even when he is cruel.
It's really kind and loves life, it's not like a black musician.
But the cruelest place is here. His enemies often want to die and can't!
For example, those who were sent to the Avalon psychiatric hospital for neuroses, such as the rat king who was ruined, and the Tianzhu musician Pu Supo who became an idiot...
If Ye Qingxuan wanted to rectify the deceased, he would undoubtedly choose a similar method, and the professor's behavior style would be more cruel.
Regardless of the process, the scene will be so tragic that people have nightmares.
In the silence, Ye Qingxuan stared coldly at the dim eyes of the corpse, and slowly got up after a long time:
"Perhaps he is challenging like me, right? After seeing this scene, everyone* thinks it will be me."
If only a lychee died, Ye Qingxuan wouldn't hurt or itchy, but this was just a warning. If the professor can't find him the next time he does it, then the identity of the dead character will change a bit.
Ye Qingxuan can think of several goals that are suitable to blame himself without using his brain.
For example, an important member of the Avalon Metropolitan Police Department, the heir of a certain noble official...At that time, I will have difficulty in Avalon.
Professor Yueling is retaliating against himself. The revenge reveals his identity. He wants to make himself understand: If he reveals his identity, he has the same way to make himself nowhere in Xiacheng.
It's just that the professor is in this stormy time in the city. Do not think about long-term strategies, do not want to retaliate against the parliament, specifically to kill someone. Just to warn yourself, is it a bit too idle?
Or rather. This is still his plan to kill two birds with one stone, warning himself that it is just easy?
Ye Qingxuan stared at the corpse and suddenly asked:
"Mr. Ghost Hand, the legend says that you can capture the souls of enemies and make them serve you. Is it true? If it is true, you might as well use it on lychees."
Ghost smiled and shook his head slowly:
"Sorry. Mr. Holmes. Have humans ever had something like the soul? It's just that philosophers have misrepresented it?"
He said, "I can only kill people, and there is only one thing I am good at. After people are killed, I can't do anything with them. After all, dead things cannot be killed again.
I'm afraid I will make you laugh. "
Ye Qingxuan himself does not have much expectations for the various strange stories of the ghost hand. Hearing him say this, he just nodded and responded indifferently:
"It's not enough to laugh at it, sometimes there is a universal solution. It's not a bad thing."
"Oh?"
Ghost's eyes raised: "Sir, don't you think murderers like me are ashamed?"
"No, I just think it's funny."
Ye Qingxuan glanced back at him, not afraid to offend the old man: "Everyone knows. Killing does not solve all problems, but there are still many people who think that all problems can be solved by killing.
It's weird, isn't it? There are some things that you can’t change how many people you kill. "
The ghost hand was silent and stopped talking.
Ye Qingxuan knelt down and checked the corpse again, not letting go of any corner.
It can be seen that this man was tortured for a long time before he died.
In the hallucinations of panic, the brain is the first to be harmed, and reason is tortured by all kinds of unprecedented horrors. The blood rushes to the brain.
When the subconscious mind judges that something terrible that cannot be lowered is coming, fear will be born. When fear reaches a certain limit. The subconscious will seek relief from death on its own. My heart beats faster and my breathing is heavy. The glands of the body secrete excess hormones. The disordered hormones stimulate the internal organs, causing the internal organs to bleed. The hormones in the blood rush to the brain, and the brain will become poisoned.
People are so scared to death.
Soon, he discovered a new anomaly.
"What is this?"
Ye Qingxuan carefully pinched the corpse’s stiff wrist, turned it back, and stared at the rice-sized herpes in his palm: "Hand moss?"
"Should it be caused by certain fungi that are parasitic on people?" Guishou said: "Sailors who go to sea often have such skin diseases."
Ye Qingxuan shook his head, "Unlike the sailor's, the common skin diseases of sailors are actually skin allergies caused by sunburn and irritation caused by some substances in the sea.
But this kind of thing seems to be caused by working in a rotten and humid place, and it doesn’t last long. It should be a very dirty place recently..."
Soon, he thought of something. With the palm of his left hand, he flicked a syllable directly with his fingers, incurring a mass of blisters and spilling it on the corpse's feet.
Soon, with his control, the liquid recondensed and gathered into a dirty mass. Immediately afterwards, the syllabary was again instantaneously, and a flame was called, and the water bubble quickly boiled, evaporated, and dissipated without a trace.
Only a handful of dark red soil remained in the air, exuding rancidity. There are still dots of white crystalline material remaining in it.
"What is this?" Guishou frowned.
"Dried up sludge."
Ye Qingxuan rubbed the mud powder in his hands and watched the dark red dust fall from his fingertips: "There is only one place in Avalon with this kind of soil.
The sewer, only the sludge in the sewer is this dark red. "
"You mean'clay digger'?"
The ghost hand thought of a profession, "Indeed, these days, Litchi and the others have hired a lot of mud diggers who were originally used to dredge the sewer area. They cast nets all over the sewer, as if they were looking for something... They might actually find it. What's the matter, otherwise the professor would not come to find such a smuggler."
"Lychee is an ally of the Tianzhu people, which means that he is working for the parliament. The professor is still looking for clues to the parliament."
Ye Qingxuan nodded: "Which section of the sewer do they mainly move in?"
"The range is too large."
The ghost hand shook his head: "Avalon's sewer system is intricate and complicated. Few people have been able to explore the ins and outs. If they want to do something, they can only cast a net everywhere."
Ye Qingxuan was silent for a moment, and controlled the dust on the ground to form a big map of Avalon: "You show me the range of activities."
The ghost hand pondered for a moment, then reached out and drew a circle on the dust map. Almost half of the Xiacheng District was drawn in, including a part of the Midtown District.
"No, the range is too big. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack."
Ghost shook his head: "There are more than a thousand stores in such a big place. Not to mention the sewer system below.
Part of it even leads to Queen's Road, where it is even harder to tell. "
Ye Qingxuan's eyes swept across the map, and a series of place names flashed in his mind: Kings Cross, Queen Bay Park, Amersham, West Leslip and...
Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up and he pointed to a point on the map: "It's here."
The ghost hand follows his fingers and looks:
"—Arkham Mental Hospital?"
"Yes."
Ye Qingxuan showed the dirt he extracted to the ghost hand, and let him see the tiny white crystals inside: "This should be mainly salt and alkali, and part of it is other chemical raw materials.
There is a factory near the Arkham Mental Hospital that produces these things for the research and use of the Royal Academy. Except for the sewage discharged there, there will not be such a strong chemical residue in the sewers of other places.
Litchi them. It must be a frequent activity in the sewer below that chemical plant, that's why there are so many residues on his body.
If you want to find a professor, you can go there. "
The ghost hand silently listened to Ye Qingxuan's analysis, and his muddy eyes lit up, then dimmed again.
The young man who was close at hand seemed to be aware of the murderous intent and jealousy in his heart just now. He just raised his head and glanced at him with a smile in his eyes.
The corners of the ghost hand's mouth twitched, and the slightly raised fingers were put down-the moment just now, after listening to Ye Qingxuan's analysis. The ghost hand suddenly had an instinct to kill.
If Ye Qingxuan is not eradicated at this time, I am afraid that in time, he will be more difficult to deal with than the professor... Now he can vaguely fight the professor. Is regarded as a rival. If he wants to oppose the shaman's rule in the future, it will definitely be a big worry.
Just soon, reason suppressed this impulse, and his complexion returned to peace, just sighed:
"It is indeed Mr. Holmes, like a detective and more like a musician. It is really daunting. No wonder Mr. Shaman values you so much."
"Detective? That was one of my childhood dreams."
Ye Qingxuan got up and patted the dust on her body: "Being able to scare Mr. Guishou also made me feel a sense of accomplishment.
It's just such a misunderstanding. Hope it won't happen again. "
His words are clear and his voice is flat. But the extraneous meaning was conveyed without leaving any trace: if there is a second time, once the signs are revealed. He will definitely fight back outrageously.
What's more troublesome is that someone like Holmes who can get the truth from any tiny clues, once aware that the ghost hand regards him as an enemy, it will definitely not be a brainless and reckless duel, wait His will be a series of interlocking traps. Even if he can't kill him, I'm afraid he will have to peel off his skin.
If you want to kill him, you must have one hundred thousand points of thorough preparation and the determination to fight him.
This is the hardest kind of enemy to deal with. No matter what, he doesn't want him to stand on the opposite side of him.
Aware of the youth's unhappiness, Guishou sighed: "I was rude to me just now. Please forgive me, Mr. Holmes."
"It's okay, I will also feel honored to be qualified to be treated as an enemy by ghost hands."
Ye Qingxuan waved his hand, no longer entangled in each other's little temptation, and the topic turned back to the right track: "Now it’s going to dawn, if you take immediate action, not only will it not be conducive to cover up your deeds, but I am afraid it will fall into the professor’s plan. Counting.
I plan to visit the chemical plant tomorrow night. Is there any manpower from Mr. Shaman who can cooperate with me? "
After listening to his words, the ghost hand fell into a deep thought.
He waved his hand, motioning for all the men next to him to go out.
In the silence, he said sternly: "Tomorrow is not a good day, if you can, I hope you can wait a few more days. I think the shaman will think so too."
"Huh?" Ye Qingxuan frowned slightly: "What's inconvenient?"
"In terms of manpower, I was originally appointed by Mr. Shaman to cooperate with you, but if it is tomorrow, I am afraid I will personally protect Mr. Shaman and I will have no time to cooperate with your actions."
The ghost hand took a sip of his pipe and whispered: "A storm is approaching, Mr. Holmes, please think about it again."
Ye Qingxuan pondered and asked: "You have a big move tomorrow?"
"The war between us and the parliament has become fierce in the past two days. There are hundreds of corpses thrown into the sewers in the capital every day.
We received news that the council will have a big move tomorrow, and a large amount of ordnance has been delivered to the mob, including two archangel armors that have been polished and recorded.
And we will also launch a formal counterattack tomorrow. "
The message in Guishou's words made Ye Qingxuan horrified but horrified: "Will Avalon let you fight a war in Xiacheng?"
"If Avalon wants this war, the war will go on. For so long, haven't they let the Lower City go into chaos?"
Ghost said indifferently: "Tomorrow the downtown area will be messed up, Mr. Holmes, you better not get caught in this quagmire. It will be difficult for us to have the energy to take care of your actions at that time.
How about another good day? "
Ye Qingxuan was silent for a moment and couldn't help sighing:
"Nevertheless, let's do our own things. You guys engage in parliament, and I will engage in professors. Everyone has revenge and complaints. It's nothing more than murder and arson.
Where is there anything like this? "
Ghost saw the determination in his eyes~IndoMTL.com~After thinking about it for a while, he took out a business card from his arms: "If you insist, don't refuse this person's help."
"Who?"
Ye Qingxuan took the business card. There was no writing on it. There was only a horse-face pattern on the white paper that seemed to be stained with blood. In an instant, he suddenly realized:
"—Butcher?"
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