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Chapter 426: Unqualified Spy

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At two o'clock in the afternoon, a large griffon with variegated feathers, carrying two adults and a child on its back, slowly landed in the backyard of Watson Detective Agency.

"Thank you both so much."

Detective Watson wiped his sweat and thanked Haina and Sherlock repeatedly. "Without your help, I'm afraid I would have died." It was last night. Please be sure to stay for a meal."

Haina touched the gryphon Liz's head with some distress, "You should also thank Liz. I didn't even know she was here. You can really carry us back."

Liz has not completely transformed into Bai Yu, which means she is not yet an adult.

Even the steam train had to drive a whole night's journey. It flew back directly carrying two adults, one child and two people's luggage.

"Thank you too, Miss Lizzie."

Watson bowed respectfully to the gryphon, which was only one shorter than himself.

Liz shook her head and proudly let out a clear cry like an eagle. She can't speak yet, but she can still understand people's words.

Little Sherlock on the side crossed his arms and said abruptly, "Actually, this weight is nothing to her. Griffons obviously have to carry fully armed adult men on their backs to fly long distances. Haina, you don’t weigh much more than your armor and weapons combined. Don’t be too spoiled. You can’t buy a bicycle and just carry it away if you don’t want to ride it.”

Liz said angrily. Sherlock shouted.

I don’t understand what it means. But he was probably swearing.

Haina quickly comforted her beloved griffin, hugged it and made a meaningless whine like a child.

She really likes her gryphon. I've only known it for less than half a month, and I'm already doting on it.

“There’s no need for dinner or anything else at night,” Haina responded with a smile after comforting Liz, “If you have fresh meat, you can give Liz some, and then some water. We’re here Take a rest here, and then you have to go back quickly. If you can catch up with the university, you should be able to catch up."

"Ah, yes, Miss Liz, please come with me."

With that said, Watson walked into the home with the little gryphon with his head held high.

Haina looked at little Sherlock and asked in a low voice, "I plan to go home, what should I do here?"

"What should I do?"

< p>Sherlock asked rhetorically.

"Didn't you send a letter home?"

Haina glanced at Watson's back, lowered her voice and asked, "She said she won't be going home for the New Year this year."

"Yes."

"Then what should you do now before you rush home? Or go find Aiwass"

Haina was a little worried.

It sounds too lonely to spend the New Year alone on the bustling Glass Island. Even Haina, who usually doesn't socialize much, just imagined that scene.I will also feel as cold and lonely as snow in my heart.

"It's not necessary," Sherlock said coldly, "New Year is just a holiday. I'm too lazy to go out and come back tomorrow, so it's more comfortable to rest at home and read a book."

"Speaking of which, don't you have any lovers of the opposite sex?"

Haina asked curiously, "Your good friend Mr. Edward Moriarty is already married. Aiwass may be too. You have really never been in love in all these years."

She has been curious about this question for a long time. But her relationship with Sherlock wasn't that close before, and she didn't dare to ask.

Although Sherlock is not the type to hit someone when he is angry, it would be very sad if he stared at him like he was looking at garbage.

Now that they have become more familiar with each other, she finally dared to ask this question at this more appropriate time.

"No."

Little Sherlock reached out and pulled his newsboy cap and responded coldly.

"Why is there no chance?"

"Because the detective's biggest enemy is his own emotions."

Little Sherlock said calmly, "The path of love Those things are too emotional, chaotic, unpredictable and unreasonable for me. In order not to affect my judgment, I will never marry."

"This is the vow you made. "

"You can think so too"

Sherlock sighed, and seeing that Haina was really curious, he explained a few more words, "The path of wisdom is lonely and selfish. The path.

“If dedication is beneficial to others, then wisdom is self-interest; if love is emotional, wisdom is rational; the balanced person pursues results and meaning, while the wise person pays more attention to the process.

“A person who is self-interested, not impulsive, and does not seek meaning will be difficult to understand for what he does. Because of this, walking on the path of wisdom is destined to be lonely. You two When devotees meet, they probably have something in common; when two artists meet, they will become each other's inspiration.

"But it is impossible for two wise men to walk on the same road. Although we are not all competitors like the Transcendents, at least we are strangers to each other. Even those who share the same path will never become companions who can accompany them until they grow old.

"If this is the case, it is better to stay away from those beautiful things that will be broken sooner or later. This is a choice that a wise man will make."

Shylock replied.

But at this moment, Watson's voice suddenly came from inside the house, "I don't think so."

He walked out and looked at Xia, whose eyes suddenly became cold. Locke raised his hands with an innocent smile, "I really wasn't eavesdropping, I just ran over with my better ears."

"Well, I don't know how old you are. But at least I feel that a wise man does not have to stay away from emotions. ”

Watson said, using his ownFor example, "You know, my father is a mage lord, and my mother is the Moon Child of the Path of Love. They are very loving to this day. He is a fourth-level archmage, and he even has the opportunity to be promoted. To the fifth level. And even such a mage still falls in love with others, doesn't he?"

"Humph"

Little Sherlock just snorted sharply. Responded: "That's why you are an illegitimate child, Mr. Watson. Your birth was not praised and recognized."

"No," Watson just replied calmly, "I think it is because That I am an illegitimate child means that my birth is the result of pure love, because whether it is my father or my mother, they can terminate my birth; and my birth will not bring them any benefits, only trouble. "

He did not reject his origin at all, but laughed as he spoke, "It is precisely because I am an illegitimate child that I can come to Avalon, because I cannot represent anyone except me. Apart from the blood flowing in my body and my last name, I have nothing directly related to my father.

“From this point of view, this is not my luck.

"I was born out of love, into a wealthy family, with loving and powerful parents. But I don't have to bear any compulsory requirements, because I have nothing to inherit, and I don't need to bear expectations that I can't bear. "

Watson spread his hands and said calmly, "I am indeed not a qualified mage, let alone a wise man. I have only lived at the second level of wisdom."

You came to Avalon not because of freedom, but because you are a spy.

Sherlock opened his mouth, as he originally wanted to refute the other party. But these things are really not suitable to be spoken directly.

But he suddenly realized that his father could send him here to perform the task, and use his own favor to entrust him to protect the other party. This is not a kind of love

Mage Can I also have love?

This caused Sherlock's thinking to fall into a brief stagnation.

Seeing the newsboy hesitate, Watson smiled with satisfaction, "Under your description before, I have changed my opinion of Mr. Aiwass. After letting go of my old prejudices, now I can completely understand." He is a great man.

"Then I hope, Arthur, you can put aside your prejudices. Go find your own family to celebrate the New Year. "

Watson said sincerely and handed Sherlock a box of quite exquisitely packaged snacks. "I planned to buy this to eat during the New Year. Please bring this home as a thank you for saving my life.

“Don’t worry about losing face if you write a letter saying you won’t go home for the New Year and then go back suddenly. As long as you are a family member, you won’t really care about this kind of thing. Take this snack home , your family will be very happy."

Watson even said "family" instead of "parents" very conservatively. Because he doesn’t know “ahConan Doyle's parents are still alive, for fear of accidentally touching the other party's pain points.

Although there are always many loopholes in reasoning, the human world is considered very comprehensively.< /p>

You are really not a qualified spy, let alone a qualified detective.

He does not go home, although part of the reason is that he has no relationship with his family. That's great, but the more reason is that it would be very troublesome to explain the problem of his current childish posture, and he doesn't like to explain it at all.

Watson doesn't have it at all. Not to mention seeing through his poor disguise, it’s no wonder that as a spy, he received full protection from the Inspectorate.

But as a spy. A friend, this fool can be dealt with.

Mr. Watson is an unqualified spy, but a good person.

Sherlock glanced at him, but he was helpless after all. He sighed, "Okay, but I must solemnly remind you two that I am not homeless. I haven't been disliked to this extent yet, at least I still have a place to go during the New Year. "

For example, go to Bishop Mathers' house. Sherlock added in his mind.

He should be able to take him in.

But Wo After Sen mentioned this, Sherlock had a new idea in his mind.

He wanted to know if his parents could recognize him when he was younger.

"Then you two," Little Sherlock pressed the brim of his hat again, "Goodbye, I'm going home. ”

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