Chapter 649: Gunshots on the rooftop

"crow……?"

Xiang Yuanguang stood in the monitoring control room. He stretched out his hand, and the circling crow immediately loosened its beak, allowing the letter to fall squarely into his hand. Then, the crow landed on his shoulder.

To be honest, he was not unfamiliar with birds like crows.

During the time when Virgil was active as a black magician, Crow was his magic partner. After all, the black magic dress should be matched with a black magic partner to look harmonious.

Tear——————

He opened the envelope, took out the letter inside, and his eyes focused slightly.

This is a letter related to Karma. The content is about how Karma reached a cooperation with Professor Moriarty, and then used Professor Moriarty's power to squeeze out Prosecutor Vanzieks, and finally became the new prosecutor.

There is no doubt that this letter probably has an extraordinary effect.

But why is it here now? Shouldn't it be in Professor Moriarty's hands?
Oh, by the way, I am Professor Moriarty, that's okay.

Xiang Yuanguang casually placed the letter on the table next to him. He frowned and looked around. For a moment, he couldn't find the next way. No matter how he looked at it, this was just a surveillance control room.

The road leads straight to here, and there is no other way to go up or forward.

So, how did Professor Moriarty and Nanatsuki Koshimizu disappear without a trace?

He didn't understand.

"Do you know where to find the professor?"

The black magician touched the head of the crow next to him and asked softly.

His animal companion flapped its wings and flew up without hesitation, then landed in an inconspicuous place, chirped a few times, and pecked its feathers left and right.

He stretched out his hand to Yuan Guang, and the crow immediately flew away and landed on his shoulder again.

Then, he pressed that spot, tried applying force in other directions, and finally pushed hard inside.

Click——————

The secret door opened, and there was another staircase leading upwards.

"…It's so high up here, and you're still going up? Did you go to the top floor?"

Xiang Yuanguang frowned, but he still went up the stairs.

No matter how high, no matter how far, in the end, people must find it.

Just as he was still walking up the stairs, a slightly harsh sound came from the top of the stairs.

That was... gunfire!
boom!
The sound of gunfire came down from the rooftop, echoed in the stairwell, and reached Xiang Yuanguang's ears.

Suddenly, the Black Magician's expression turned serious, and the crow on his shoulder seemed to sense his changing emotions and began to cry, like an angry howl.

The gunshot also followed the corridor of the control room, passed through another flight of stairs, and finally landed in the mechanism room that had two mechanism doors.

Although the sound was very weak at this point, it was still clearly audible to the people here.

After all, he is the world-class detective Sherlock Holmes.

Although he likes to brag about himself, it does not prevent him from having real talent and knowledge.

"...It seems that there has been a conflict. Is it Miss Yueshui or Mr. Xiangyuan?"

"Well, it should be Miss Yueshui. If Professor Moriarty still has some rationality and is not insane, he should attack Mr. Xiangyuan by firing continuously."

Otherwise, it would be a bit too disrespectful to this humanoid Gundam that can dismantle a maze with its bare hands.

Sherlock Holmes thought to himself, and stood beside the gap in the door with a serious expression. Then, he gathered his Qi and shouted loudly. "Wow, is there anyone who can help me? I am the great detective Sherlock Holmes, please help me!"

"Is there really no one here to save the world's greatest detective? At least come and take a look?"

The sound echoed in the secret room and continued to pass downwards.

Then, there was a voice of response.

"Are you trapped? The sound can come out, but the person cannot. Are you living in a cage, my brother?"

This is... the voice of Mycroft Holmes!
This top agent of the British royal family, who could represent Britain, rushed to the Reichenbach Building without stopping after making sure that the capture of Jack the Ripper was complete.

After observing the exterior of the Reichenbach Building, Mycroft Holmes directly ordered his men to dismantle the ventilation ducts and enter the interior of the Reichenbach Building through the ventilation ducts.

Now they have caught a few men in black who didn't have time to run away and are leading the way, walking all the way here.

Originally, he was still a little worried about his brother's safety, but after hearing the powerful voice, Mycroft felt relieved and calmly asked the agent next to him to prepare the props.

Then he walked up the stairs and came to the secret room.

"I now live in a single room, and my life has improved. I don't even have to pay rent."

Mycroft teased.

However, Sherlock was not in the mood to reminisce about the past, he said anxiously.

"I was trapped with the others, and then we entered the Reichenbach Building together through the underground passage, and now the others are confronting Professor Moriarty upstairs."

"There was a gunshot from above, Mycroft, you have to hurry!"

...Huh? Professor Moriarty is actually in this building? So arrogant?
Mycroft was startled. He quickly called on the agents next to him to go up and catch the man. Before leaving, he did not forget to ask the agents next to him with tools to cut open the iron door of the corridor on this side.

He was confident that he could catch Professor Moriarty.

The reason is simple. Generally speaking, Jack the Ripper is equivalent to the Red Flower Twin Sticks of the organization, specializing in fighting, while Professor Moriarty is the boss who sits in the office every day and does not move much like him.

If the British agents couldn't defeat Jack the Ripper, could they defeat you?

"Let's go. All crimes will be brought to justice!"

"Quickly arrest Professor Moriarty and promote the prestige of Britain!"

With the idea of avenging his previous humiliation, Mycroft raised his arm and spoke loudly.

Hearing this, Sherlock Holmes was stunned.

He remembered that his brother was the laziest of lazy people, and was even too lazy to visit relatives.

Why is he so diligent in catching criminals now? If he had been so diligent in the past, the truth about the Hound of the Baskervilles would have been solved long ago. Why did it take so many years?
Zizzi——————

The agent next to him asked Sherlock to step back and then powered on the portable cutting machine.

As sparks flew, the iron door, which had not been completely separated from the wall, began to gradually separate.

Then comes the physical process of prying it open.

Sherlock Holmes couldn't wait that long, so he squeezed most of his body out of the iron door that the agents had barely pushed open. His clothes were torn, but he didn't have time to care about that and spoke loudly.

"Give me a hand! Give me a hand! I want to go and see what's going on!"

"When facing the most terrifying criminal dealer, how can I, the most powerful detective, be absent?"

(End of this chapter)

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