Chapter 640

"It..." the expression on Sherlock's face was indescribable.

The shock and fear, the distortion of the whole face, have exceeded the limit of a normal person.

It's like a young man who is in love for the first time suddenly sees his lover turn into a twisted caterpillar, smeared with rouge and lipstick, and sends out sweet and tender "dear" from his big red mouth.

Joe shivered.

He looked intently at Sherlock, ready to listen carefully to his next amazing statement.

"Al, it's the owner."

"Owner?" Joe looked at Sherlock and repeated the word.

"Yes, master." Sherlock held out his hand to Joe. Needless to say, Joe stuffed a big cigar between his fingers, and put a wine cup and a wine bottle on the bedside table. Besides, there was a huge crystal ashtray.

Sherlock's fingers shook, and a little spark came out of his fingertips and lit his cigar.

After a pleasant breath of the clouds, the abnormal blush on Sherlock's face gradually dissipated, and his body and mind were rapidly returning to normal.

"Ah, I feel much better." Sherlock shook her pale arm: "if not, the newly grown limbs are still a little weak. Well, where do we start? "

Sherlock pointed to Joe with a burning cigar end: "remember the assassination you got when you went to the Royal Bank of the ice sea Kingdom, Hydra branch, to take that box for the list given by Florence?"

Joe's pupils shrunk and nodded.

It was a wonderful assassination. If it wasn't for Joe's strength far beyond his rank, he would be killed in the street.

"It was a swordsman who started it." Sherlock said in a deep voice, "I was in the building when you were assassinated. I saw the whole process. I wanted to help, but you solved all the problems yourself

"I'm very surprised that a sword bearer appears by such a coincidence... So, as a member of Al at the same level as him, I mobilize my strength, including some spies and secret agents of the ice sea kingdom in Heidelberg, some of Al's strength, and... Some of my relationships over the years."

"Well, I have to say you're in a lot of trouble."

Sherlock puffed out a cigarette ring. He said in a deep voice, "I can't tell you the whole truth, because I just happened to break part of the inside story."

"That's all I can tell you."

"First of all, Florence you captured is a stand in... The list of members he gave and the list of subordinates he developed within the Durham empire are just the targets of his intentional cleansing."

"Florence has occupied Heidelberg for too many years. Some of the members led by him, some of the peripheral members developed with him as the center, have... Deteriorated. So far, Florence can't completely control them. "

"It's like Lord willon of whispering Forest Club. He is a peripheral member. His duty is to help Florence collect and sell stolen goods, and turn some invisible money into reasonable and legal income."

"As far as I know from this investigation, justice willon has at least coveted hundreds of millions of gold marks in Florence in the last 30 years... He has been included in the cleaning list of Florence for a long time, but this time he has cut them with your knife."

Joe's face is black.

No matter who is regarded as a pure tool, the mood is not so good, right?

"Second, to start with the dren Empire, let al directly control a powerful empire, and then arm it with Al's knowledge and resources to become the minions under their direct control... This is the plan of a small group of Kings headed by Florence."

"Of course, behind them, there is a stronger, more senior, more ageless presence."

"So, as soon as their plan was launched, even without any effect, you caught Florence's stand in, tortured him, got the list, and cleaned up all the Al members and peripheral members on the list."

"It angered a lot of people."

"Al, at least the one we can contact now, has already gone bad. Those high-ranking waiters, archbishops and bishops seem to be the separatist vassals in the mainland. They have a huge power in their hands. "

"Joe, you can understand that knowledge can bring wealth, and in medland... Wealth can bring everything."Joe remembered that he had used two ordinary new prescriptions in port Toulon in exchange for a huge fortune. Think about big Ivan and his soldiers, they are because of their high salary and gathered in their own side.

Sherlock's words are not entirely right. Money may not bring everything, but money can bring huge power. There is no doubt about it... Not to mention Al, an organization that has been hiding in the deep water of medland for many years, developed for many years, and mastered too many secrets and unknown mysterious knowledge.

"So, the stand in in Florence was arrested by you, and after a king nicknamed the grand tower fell in Heidelberg, Al's internal stress mechanism started."

"Originally, it was just a small group of people behind the king, Florence and the magnificent tower. The bishops and archbishops behind them were alarmed, and they sent their own minions one after another... But then they were alarmed by some waiters with higher status and more resources."

Sherlock looked at Joe deeply: "how do you say these waiters, Archbishop?"

Shaking her head, Sherlock pointed to her newly grown arms and legs: "they have lived for a long time, and they are no longer human... But because of this, their strength is beyond ordinary people, ordinary level 6 and level 7, absolutely not their opponents..."

"There may not be a large number of people directly in their hands, But everyone is strong and terrible. "

"They were startled, they began to investigate the truth, and then they found out the plan of this small group of Kings... They were inspired, and they began to change their original plan of controlling the dren empire."

Joe's eyes widened. "What do they want?"

Sherlock shrugged his shoulders. "These are some of the most deadly things I've found out... Not comprehensive, but I can probably fix them."

"Third, Florence and d'Urbervilles were in collusion. I don't know what conditions darbough promised him, but he's with the contemporary Pope of the Golden Oak Church... The contemporary Pope of the Golden Oak church, he's in Heidelberg. "

"Ordinary believers in medland don't know, but it's no secret to Al - the Pope of Golden Oak church and the Pope of silver laurel church will never be more than 300 miles apart from each other in order to achieve the balance of Botany."

"So, the contemporary leaders of the Golden Oak church and the silver laurel church, the two biggest sticks of medland, are all in Heidelberg."

"Florence and his allies want to do something about Al Qaeda."

Instead of using the glass, Sherlock grabbed the bottle and took a few gulps.

"Fourth, the waiters who rush out of Florence like they are burned by the iron, they change their plans beyond recognition, but they are even more terrible."

"They are ready to sacrifice the whole Durham empire. They are willing to sacrifice hundreds of millions of soldiers and people in the Durham Empire and other countries. They want to set off a crazy bloody massacre in order to..."

Sherlock's voice became more and more low: "they want to bring out those beings who stand at al's peak. In those legends, Al was founded, but their names have disappeared in all the history books... Or the existence that they deliberately erased. "

Joe laughed. "What are they doing? Do you recognize your family? "

Sherlock looks at Joe quietly.

Joe's smile became more and more embarrassed. Finally, he stopped laughing and looked at Sherlock dryly: "they have other purposes?"

Sherlock nodded slowly: "those who can join al are all smart people."

"And the waiters... The class 30 waiters, almost at al's peak... They're the smartest of the smartest."

"They are knowledgeable and intelligent. They have almost all the secrets in the world... But they don't understand what kind of people are standing on the top of Al's real mountain."

"They lived long enough, but they couldn't see the top of the mountain clearly."

"A group of smart people who are impatient but smart enough, guess what they want to do?"

Without waiting for Joe to answer, Sherlock said in a deep voice, "they naturally want to find out the legendary people, and then have a real look at the scenery on the top of the mountain."

"For this, they will do whatever it takes... Of course, for them, any cost, as long as it's not their own blood sacrifice, there is no need to have any scruples."

Joe was silent.

With the description of Sherlock, he can gradually outline the whole picture of the waiters.These waiters... Oh!

"They don't seem to be very strong, either." Joe poured himself a glass of wine and said slowly.

He killed two waiters by the lake before?

"It's just two separate bodies... With some kind of artifact, they use a little bit of their flesh and blood to copy their bodies, and then use a little bit of soul to remotely control the separate bodies." Sherlock said coldly, "if they want to, with the strength of their souls, they can have tens of thousands."

Joe closed his mouth tightly.

Like that, tens of thousands?

damn.

Sherlock said leisurely, "now, let's talk about the problem of the owner."

"The problem is that when I was found by the direct subordinates of a certain waiter, they gave me orders and asked me to work hard for them, I used my means to find out a little bit of the real core secrets."

"Al, they feed the gods!"

"The supreme gods in our hearts are just the prey they deliberately raise."

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