"..." Sherlock stood in the void, looking at the plane that exploded into fireworks again, his expression blank.
"Winning or losing is a common thing for a soldier. Please try again, hero~" Ms. Irisviel didn't seem to care very much and patted him on the shoulder to express encouragement.
He was careless, Sherlock thought, because the problem about the cruise ship was so common that he subconsciously ignored the possibility of a "trolley problem with extraordinary factors". This is a subspace beyond the latitude, and of course it is impossible to completely
Lean towards the technology side.
After reading the entire "question", Sherlock initially determined that the key was the man who was suspected of being an animal trainer. Perhaps he should be called an insect controller? He wanted to escape from a certain country by plane, and the female detective seemed to have no cross-border law enforcement powers.
, we can only take the risk of being arrested on the plane.
From this point of view, the world where the tram problem took place still has a relatively complete order, but the level of technology is relatively low. Otherwise, how would a guy with something hidden inside his body pass the security check?
As for the level of "magic", it is not yet certain. The two people who fought did not use magic for most of the time. It was not until Tu Qiong Dian saw each other's trump card that "the magic that can infect ordinary people into monsters" appeared.
Bugs" and magical elements that "strengthen body parts or weapons to withstand attacks."
Hmm... It sounds like the life faction students of Badr College are fighting among themselves, but the latter will only be imprisoned, and the former will be sent to Azkaban.
In addition, magic does not seem to appear openly in that world. Otherwise, the "ghoul" in the cabin, which does not seem to be very destructive, should be easily eliminated by the well-prepared team of magicians when it lands at the airport where they are waiting.
Or control it.
In other words, the choice in this tram puzzle is between "a female detective I know" and "a large number of ordinary people at the airport." Judging from the decisive missile, the respondent chose the latter, which is consistent with the choice in the cruise ship puzzle.
.
But...this time, due to unknown magical factors, the result that Sherlock expected did not occur.
When he "answered questions" for the first time after watching the explosion, he very decisively used the fainting ground and the blazing flames to deal with the bug master and the bugs on him. Then a female detective named Natalia contacted the ground and informed
received news that the operation went smoothly.
It landed safely, the passengers and crew were successfully evacuated, the criminals were put on uniforms and taken away, and then... the plane was blown up on the spot by the airport authorities - was the bug player a source of pollution?
It wasn't until the tram problem began to reset that Sherlock suddenly realized that his goal was not only to save the passengers on the plane, but also to save the plane itself.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As the saying goes, "It's hard to make a plan without rice." Because he was not familiar with the magic in the problem, he "started over" several times and failed to save the plane.
The most outrageous thing is that the respondent who was not on the plane seemed to be a pessimist. He once knocked out the insect controller and hid it so that the female detective could not find it. As a result, the female detective reported to the ground that the target was not found, and she may have used blindness.
After taking another plane, the missile still arrived as promised.
Is this a suspicion that she has been controlled? If you were 100% sure that the target was on this plane, you would have told her earlier!
Fortunately, there are only a few main factors in this incident, and a solution can be found even by exhaustive methods.
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"[Hahaha! Goodbye! Stupid magician!]"
The Insect Controller commanded his huge swarm of insects, hijacked a large number of passengers on the plane, ignored the interception by the military and police, and escaped with a rumble through the airport defense line.
"[Why not just shoot down the plane?]" On the other side, the female detective was getting angry into the walkie-talkie.
"[That will lead to the death of all the passengers he hijacked, including you,]" the voice from the intercom was dry and cold: "[Since he is alive, the insect swarm will not get out of control or cause pollution, and his research will not
We need to attack humans, so I think letting him escape is the right choice.】"
"【you--!】"
"[The main reason for this result is that you can easily subdue him.]"
"[Who knew that his bugs would evolve... instead of being polluting, they would be extremely powerful and invulnerable...]"
"[That's the problem with the Magicians Association.]"
Katcha!Kachacha!
The chaotic scene of the airport "split", and then, Ms. Irisviel stretched out her hand, gently collected the fragments reflecting the plane, and put them into her bag.
"What a clever approach," she looked at Sherlock, who was obviously relieved: "He actually thought of a way to give Bolzak an advantage."
"Huh...I should have profiled it earlier. The 'questioner' is an idiot who only judges actions based on the number of people rescued. The dense passenger flow at the airport is more than the number of people on a mere small plane," Xia
Locke wiped away the non-existent sweat: "Then, just let Natalia's side become the 'majority' - although I don't know about those who have been randomly modified by me and cannot transform people into ghouls or cause pollution."
Dead Apostles, do you have any other questions?"
"Of course not, because the 'question' is over."
call--
Following Ms. Irisviel's words, a raging fire ignited in the chaotic gray mist. It occupied Sherlock's entire field of vision almost instantly, and then slowly subsided. After the sea of fire disappeared, what emerged from the gray mist,
It was a quiet little fishing village that was about to fall into the night, but what didn't match the tranquility was the scene in front of him.
It was a chicken farm surrounded by barbed wire. Dozens of chickens were flying around in fear. In the middle of the chicken farm covered with chicken feathers, a girl wearing a dusty white dress was kneeling.
sit there.
As if aware of someone appearing behind her, she turned her head stiffly, revealing her red eyes, blood all over her face, minced meat and feathers in her mouth, and a dead chicken tightly held in her hand.
"Oh, it's so cute~" Irisviel praised.
No, wait? Sherlock, whose head had just started to work, almost died. He turned to look at Irisviel mechanically, and as expected found that she had changed clothes again, this time it was a flowing pure white dress, with her hair on her head.
He was also wearing a sunhat and was looking behind Sherlock with a hint of surprise.
It's not just about that girl...
Sherlock followed her gaze and found a little black-haired boy wearing a vest and shorts standing blankly at the door of the chicken farm. He looked at the girl who was chewing the dead chicken with surprise and shock.
.
It turned out that he appeared in the wrong position... Sherlock took two steps back to make their eyes meet.
"[Kill...me...]" the girl muttered.
"【ah!
]" The boy turned around and ran away.
"It's so cute, isn't it?" Irisviel said with a smile.
