When Junlin arrived at No. 226 Rock Street again, it was four o'clock in the afternoon.

Mr. Holmes had just had afternoon tea, and reluctantly put down his pipe under the nagging of a fat aunt.

When Junlin came in, he could even hear the fat aunt's thick voice: "Smoking will only shorten your life. You are not a martial arts practitioner. You should cherish yourself!"

Then he pushed Junlin aside and went out in a hurry.

Junlin glanced at the fat aunt: "Your servant?"

"Landlord." Sherlock Holmes replied.

"The landlord cares so much about the body of the tenant?" The second time he came over, Junlin was obviously much more casual. Without saying hello to Sherlock Holmes, he came to Sherlock Holmes' wine cabinet, opened a bottle of wine and poured it on himself.

"She likes me," replied Sherlock Holmes. "She wants to solve her long-term single problem through me."

"Ha." Junlin whistled: "Then she has found the wrong person."

In the original work, Sherlock Holmes is an old antique that is not close to women.

"It may not be possible." Sherlock Holmes actually replied: "I am considering whether to start a family with her."

Junlin opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Are you surprised?" Sherlock Holmes smiled and said, "Yes, in Conan Doyle's character, I am an inhuman monster. I am not interested in anything except solving the case. This is indeed the case."

"Then why would you consider getting married?"

Sherlock Holmes spread his hands: "I want to live like a person, a real person."

King's land was silent for a moment.

Sherlock Holmes has said: "Everyone is looking for a breakthrough. This is the voter, this is the native, and so is the fantasy creature. Most people will choose to gain strength. But for me, strength is not important. I want to get rid of everything that people have put on me. Those settings... and I want to know whether I have fertility. Are these reasons enough?"

"It's so enough." Junlin replied.

Yes, that's enough.

Whether it is a breakthrough in self-will, further experiments, or just becoming a real human, Sherlock Holmes has enough reason to do so.

But he is still him. Even if he chooses to get married, it is all out of rational considerations, not because of love or something.

This may be the reason why he would consider marrying a fat aunt.

For Sherlock Holmes, appearance is meaningless.

"So, maybe I will eat your wedding candy soon?" Jun Lin smiled.

"It's not popular to get married here to get wedding candies." Sherlock Holmes replied: "And I don't plan to invite you."

"That's a pity." Junlin shrugged.

"So, what's wrong with coming here this time? Oh, speaking of this, you haven't checked out last time."

"Damn it." Junlin took out a handful of nickel coins from his pocket and threw it to Holmes: "I forgot that you are a paid service. I will ask for some more when I look for the white widow."

"It's okay, I haven't helped anyway. Tell me about your purpose, but you know my bottom line."

"I want to learn from you the skills of seeing the small things. I mean, if you can't help me, just teach me how to do it."

There was surprise in Holmes' eyes: "You really surprised me this time. Do you want to learn this from me?"

"Yes."

"But this is not easy. Shouldn't you ask me to help you solve the trouble you are in first? Don't ask me how I know, you have residual scars on your body, which means you only fought not long ago. You must have discovered something, but you can't draw a conclusion."

"Those are things that break your bottom line, and you won't tell me if you tell me."

"But maybe I can teach you how to think. You know, all those things that are very knowledgeable are actually discoveries of details. You have keen insight, but you just lack the ability to combine them."

"I always think that my thinking ability is pretty good, but my insight ability is average."

"People always get used to raising their IQ. Tell me what you find."

Junlin briefly explained his previous experience.

Sherlock Holmes frowned: "It seems that this plane will soon undergo some major events."

"Yes, I really don't know if my luck is good or bad." Junlin smiled bitterly.

Sherlock Holmes shook his head: "It has nothing to do with luck."

"Hmm?" Jun Lin was stunned: "Do you think... Nicholas?"

Holmes continued to shake his head: "The Supreme God can play chess, but he will not make specific arrangements. The problem is not what God has done, but that your existence itself will cause events to happen. Have you ever thought that candidates of different levels will have the same mission as they enter the same plane world?"

Junlin shook his head: "It should be different."

“But you never thought about what tasks those senior candidates have?”

Jun Lin was stunned, and then he sighed: "You are right, I overestimated my IQ."

Sherlock Holmes spread his hands: "It can't be blamed entirely on you. Most of the time, I sit here and think. And you have too little time to think."

"This is a good comfort, I feel much better."

"Then you should improve your thinking efficiency. As a candidate, you should find ways to improve your agile thinking ability, master the methods of quick thinking, then master the ability of insight, and finally generate enough reading and memory. When these abilities are combined and use your own mind to reason, you will find that you already have everything I have."

Junlin opened his mouth wide: "Ability..."

"Yes, maybe it's not easy, but at least it's much easier than learning from me. After all, you don't have decades for you to learn."

"Thank you for your advice." Junlin felt that he suddenly became enlightened.

Although what Sherlock Holmes said was that he had poor non-combat ability to awaken, he had absolute truth, which meant that as long as there was enough price, it could be done.

King Landing: "Then we go back to the original question. Do you think the upcoming disaster that the organization of the Non-Life Organization is also related to the high-level candidate mission?"

"That's inevitable. I'm not sure about the causal relationship, but there's no doubt that you can't look at things in a split manner."

"Yes, I made a stupid mistake. I didn't ask that guy what his mission was." Jun Lin said regretfully.

Before you meet a more skilled expert, you always feel that your ideas are completely clear, but afterwards you find that you still missed a lot.

Fortunately, it's still time.

"So, knowing this, what are you going to do?" asked Sherlock Holmes.

If someone else asks, Junlin will definitely answer to start with the candidates, understand them step by step, give up the barriers if necessary, and join forces.

But at that moment, his heart moved.

He said: "What do you want me to do?"

Hearing this, a trace of emotion finally appeared in Sherlock Holmes' eyes.

He said: "No matter what, I have lived in this plane. I can't go back, this is my home. And for my own home, what should I do?"

Junlin understands it.

He nodded: "If the living beings will bring great disaster, I will definitely try to stop it."

Holmes said: "The question is why should I believe you? You candidates are all looking forward to the arrival of fantasy creatures. For you, that is wealth."

Hearing this, Junlin also smiled: "Then you are so lucky, because you met me."

He said: "You know, I am the seed that Nikola values. And the seeds that Nikola values ​​have one common feature, that is, they hardly use systematic reinforcement. The significance of points to them is much smaller than that of non-seeds."

He said seriously: "As a seed that Nikola is optimistic about, I don't need too many points, I don't have that urgent need to make money. So although I can hunt fantasy creatures, I only kill those I think deserve to be damned."

Hearing this, Holmes sighed: "Very good. In this case, maybe I can provide something useful."

He said and handed something to Junlin.

A magnifying glass.

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