Looking at the figure standing in the sunshine, Ma Wei smiled and said hello.
Compared with him, Levin was not so relaxed and relaxed. He stared at Holmes warily, with his cane horizontally in front of him and his feet halfway back, as if he was ready to take action at any time.
"It seems that, Father, your wish has been fulfilled."
Holmes ignored the hostile glances from the side, walked straight to the statue, and dropped a silver shilling into the offering box.
"I paid a visit today. Firstly, I brought the 10 gold pounds promised by Baron Bill, and secondly, I made a special trip to inform you, the priest."
A palm-sized cowhide bag was placed next to Ma Wei. It was heavily filled with 10 gold coins with the image of King Rhodes IV printed on it.
After taking one look, Ma Wei put the money bag into his arms. This was his reward for guarding the Blood Rose, so it was natural for him to accept it.
"It's almost time for me to leave."
Holmes took off the tall felt hat on his head and gently stroked his shiny hair: "There is a letter coming from the capital. Watson has encountered a difficult murder case. I need to rush back overnight."
"So anxious?"
"The Blood Rose case has been solved. The Rose Thief failed to steal the gem. This news has been published in the newspaper. I have no reason to stay." Holmes said with a smile: "Unless the Rose Thief continues to commit crimes, I think,
He probably won’t show up in the short term.”
Levin's mouth twitched at the side, and there was a dull pain in the back of his head. With an unkind look in his eyes, he sneered: "That's not necessarily true. I didn't lose at your hands."
"If I knew magic, would you still have the confidence to say this?"
"Okay, I don't use magic, let's have another public contest?"
"Anytime."
"Two, two, two."
Ma Wei quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, put his palms on his chest, and nodded slightly towards the statue: "This is a church, the goddess is watching us."
"That's right! You can't fight in church!" Yunia nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"snort!"
Levin shook off his tuxedo, crossed his legs and sat down not far away. He was determined to retaliate, and he was thinking about how to trip up Holmes.
"Where did you hide Macmillan?"
Holmes asked: "He has been missing for three full days."
"You are the famous Dilock Holmes, how come you can't even find him?"
Seizing the opportunity, Levin mocked in a sinister way: "You can think of such a simple thing just by using your brain!"
Just as Holmes was about to speak, an orange figure suddenly jumped onto the window sill with a piece of green grass in his mouth.
"Brother meow!"
His eyes lit up, and Xiao Hei hurriedly greeted him: "You're back!"
"Um."
Fat Orange nodded and said, "I found MacMillan. He is in the suburban cemetery."
"What, a cemetery?!"
Ma Wei said in surprise: "Levin, did you hide him outside the city?"
"Who told him to be dishonest?"
Crossing his legs, Levin murmured in a low voice: "Originally, I wanted to hide him in the cellar, but he kept moving and was too easy to be discovered. I had no choice but to throw him to the cemetery, which is right there.
If there is an empty hole, tie it up and throw it into it, no one will find it."
"I've discovered something else."
Fat Orange put the green grass in his mouth on the ground and said: "I found this in the woods on the outskirts of the city. The cat I sent out to look for MacMillan yesterday never came back. I thought something had happened, but it turned out that
When I looked there, I found that they were surrounding this thing, lying down and falling down, as if they were poisoned."
"This is."
Bending down to pick up the green grass on the ground, Ma Wei found that it had wavy edges, a few slender leaves, and purple-white flowers.
Smell lightly with the tip of the nose, there is a strong fragrant fragrance, somewhat like mugwort, which is very pungent.
Although the shape is slightly different from the one in memory,...
"Xiao Hei, come and smell it."
Ma Wei put the green grass in front of Xiao Hei. Xiao Hei only took a sip, then turned over and fell to the ground and started moving wildly.
"really."
Seeing this scene, Ma Wei finally determined the type of green grass.
Nepeta catnip, especially Nepeta straight-toothed catnip, is commonly known as catnip.
This is a good thing. I didn't expect Fat Orange to find it by chance.
What an unexpected surprise
"Meow! Master, please let me smell it again, it will be fine once, meow!"
Xiao Hei ran around Ma Wei, looking extremely hungry.
Throwing the catnip to it casually, Ma Wei looked at Fat Orange: "Great job, how is Inspector MacMillan doing? Do you need me to notify the police?"
"No, I lured him over. He should have been rescued by now. How is he?"
Fat Orange raised his paw and pointed at Levine Berger: "What happened during my absence?"
"From today on, he is Brother Levin of the Church of Truth."
With his beard trembling, Fat Orange glanced at Levine Berger, who waved hello to him, and nodded slightly in return.
Finding Inspector Macmillan, Holmes had one less thing to worry about. As he put on his hat and was about to leave, he suddenly heard Marvey say: "Mr. Holmes, I think."
"I know what you want to say, Father."
Holmes interrupted him and said calmly: "I have no intention of joining any church at the moment."
"I am very active and restless. I hate dull life and pursue spiritual excitement."
"Compared with joining the church, I prefer to study the church. There is nothing in the world that is more worthy of reasoning than religion."
"I respect your choice, but..."
After a pause, Ma Wei said: "Next, a biting cold wind will blow in the world, and the criminals you face will become more and more powerful, and they can even use magic. Mr. Holmes, how will you deal with the world without magic?
Where are they fighting?"
"The wind has come, and I have already felt the coldness." Holmes puffed on his pipe and said with deep eyes: "The wind is very cold and biting. It is foreseeable that many people will die in this storm.
In the future, I hope that after the storm, the world will be purer, more beautiful, and the sun will be warmer."
"if."
"The Church of Truth can do this, so I think I will visit them personally."
"Is this an agreement?"
"You can understand it this way."
Holmes glanced at his pocket watch, turned and walked out of the church: "Winter is coming, Father, I hope you won't lose yourself in this cold storm. At least I hope that you can still be today the next time we meet.
Don’t stop, don’t ever stop. No one knows what tomorrow will be like. Let’s meet again in the capital, my friend.”
When he reached the door of the church, he stopped and said without looking back:
"By the way, Baron Bill invites you to attend tomorrow's dinner at 7 p.m. There will be many nobles from New Ross City visiting."
Before he finished speaking, Levin, who was sitting next to him, suddenly disappeared and suddenly appeared behind Holmes. With a 'dong' sound, the carved silver cane hit the other person's head firmly on the back of the head.
"Bah! Want to leave? It's not that easy!"
He spat on the ground and said viciously: "I haven't even had an overnight feud yet!"