Chapter 28: See Elson Again

Watson's consciousness returned to the life body of the waking world, and the secrets he learned from the unknown secret in the dream still remained in his mind.

But he could clearly feel that this unknown secret seemed to be unsuitable for the environment outside the house, just like ice was melting rapidly under the scorching sun...

He immediately opened the drawer of the bedside table. This high-end VIP ward had already taken into account that the patient might also need to be busy managing the company's affairs during hospitalization, and was equipped with pens and white paper.

Before the secret completely dissipated, Watson quickly wrote down important information on the white paper:

"Grover and Sons, Alden, Alexis Kennedy."

After he recorded these three pieces of information, the secret in his mind seemed to realize that it had completed its mission, trembling and turning into a wisp of green smoke and dissipating, as if it was taken back by a great existence, leaving only a fleeting memory.

And Watson forgot all of this, but vaguely remembered that he seemed to have brought back something in the woods... something?

He looked at the white paper in his hand in confusion. There were three names written on it. The handwriting was very familiar. It seemed that he was related to the case files collected by Holmes before. The strokes were very familiar and suspected to be his own handwriting.

"Is this what I wrote?"

"Why did I write down three names?"

"What do I plan to do by writing down these three names?"

During this period, Watson had many contacts with the mysterious world, such as the ghosts in the lights of Garden Street, the deformed patrolman Lance, the bizarre Si Chenzhi, Elson who claimed to be the apprentice of the blade, the chaotic moth secret, the strange dance of the molting club, and Harris with limb hyperplasia...

These experiences seemed bizarre, but in fact, Watson felt that they were nothing special after experiencing them personally... The so-called secret that would cause people to go crazy was just a small change in temperament, and the so-called secret that would cause people to be deformed was just a monster that could be defeated by guns.

On the surface, Watson urged himself to stay alert, but in fact, his heart had already involuntarily expanded with pride.

It is precisely because of this that I need to constantly remind myself to be careful. It is a warning from my sharp rationality that I am arrogant...

But at this moment, facing another strange disappearance of memory, he suddenly felt a pale sense of powerlessness in his heart, and felt a faint fear.

"I originally thought that I had learned two secret teachings in succession, which was already quite remarkable, but I never thought that I was still helpless..."

"The secret world is far more terrifying than I imagined!!!"

"But! Because of this, I have to understand the mysterious world more deeply and work harder to improve the secret teachings!"

Watson said word by word in his heart:

"I must... become stronger, strong enough to control my own destiny!"

He looked at the address on the paper and thought that although he could not remember the reason, these three names must be related to the mysterious world... maybe it is a new opportunity.

However, he has not been able to investigate recently. Although he has learned the secret of the cup from Harris, the mysterious power of the cup has rejuvenated him, but it is limited to energy. It is not like the gift of the moth that heals all injuries. This time, he really has to wait for his injuries to heal themselves in the hospital.

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Early in the morning, Charlotte Holmes took a carriage to the city, but she did not rush to Baker Street, but to the address Dr. Natalia told her last night - the headquarters of the Anti-Suppression Bureau.

As a special department for investigating dangerous and mysterious crimes, the headquarters of the Anti-Suppression Bureau is not located in an uninhabited area between mountains and dense forests as written in horror novels.

Instead, it is directly located in a convenient transportation area at the intersection of the inner city and the outer city, which is convenient for going out of the city to explore the bizarre and for reporting work in the city.

Charlotte looked up at the four-story building in front of her. It was square like a sliced ​​bread. The few windows were covered with dark curtains that were airtight. There were watchtowers at the four corners of the building, with soldiers standing inside to guard. There were also soldiers patrolling on the roof with live ammunition. It was like a military fortress built in London.

She got off the carriage and stood in front of the anti-theft door that was as solid as a bank vault. She could sense that the passers-by who seemed to be passing by in a hurry were casting hidden glances at her. They seemed to be secret sentries.

Charlotte knocked hard on the steel door. After a dull echo, a narrow opening that could only show her eyes opened on the edge of the door panel. A sharp gaze fell on the female detective like a searchlight.

"Why visit?"

Charlotte took out a letter with a special heraldic symbol from her arms, "Confirming the cooperative relationship."

The pair of green eyes scanned the letter carefully back and forth, and closed the small door without a sound.

After a moment, there was a slight click of gears turning inside the door, and the two doors slowly opened to the outside.

Inside was a straight and spacious corridor with mirrored glass on both sides. The person who opened the door for her just now was gone.

As soon as Charlotte walked into the building, the door behind her closed automatically with a bang as if someone was controlling it.

She walked along the gray-white corridor, looking at the tall figure reflected in the mirror, guessing that it should be a one-way mirror, and there might be security personnel watching her behind it.

At the end of the corridor was an arc-shaped work front desk, and behind the white desk stood a blonde lady with a faint smile.

Before Charlotte could speak, the lady at the front desk had already said:

"It's Miss Charlotte Holmes, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Charlotte nodded. Last night, Natalia said before she left that she would submit a cooperation application for her to the superiors for review. The result is expected to be available today. She also left her the entry and exit certificate of the Anti-Suppression Bureau so that she can come for an interview and review.

"Where should I go to cooperate with the review next time?"

The blonde lady took out a briefcase from under the table. "Your review has been preliminarily passed. Here are your entry materials and your first investigation task. You can go to the No. 3 Quiet Room over there to browse or check it after leaving."

The blonde lady pointed to a room with a row of blue doors next to it. The door panels were painted with corresponding numbers in white paint.

"Okay, thank you."

Charlotte picked up the briefcase and came to the No. 3 Quiet Room mentioned by the other party. The room was all white, with only a small light bulb hanging from the ceiling. There was a table and two chairs in the middle.

She opened the briefcase. Inside were a few pages of thin paper materials and an irregular stone strung with gold silk. It looked unremarkable, like a small stone that could be easily found on the street.

Charlotte put the stone under the light and observed it carefully. She suddenly found that there seemed to be a faint glow flowing inside the dark stone, which was like the brilliance of the sunset.

"What is this mysterious object?"

This question was soon answered. The name and purpose of this object were recorded in detail in the stack of papers in her hand.

[Stone of the Noon: A tool with mysterious power, with a faint glow inside. It is strung with gold silk and hung around the neck. It can resist the impact of secret knowledge/deformed creatures on the mind and retain reason. ]

"Is this the means by which the Anti-Suppression Bureau resists the mysterious and unknown Sichens?"

Charlotte hung the Stone of the Noon around her neck and actually felt a subtle feeling growing in her heart, making her more rational and calm.

"It's amazing..."

She continued to browse with a desire for knowledge that was growing like a bud.

[Anomaly Memorandum 188042-2 of the Suppression Bureau]

[Three new suspected abnormal events this week]

[Event 1: An unidentified body was found at 3 Lauriston Garden Street. A large number of forbidden knowledge books were found at the scene, including high-level books of ████, ████, and ████. A bright lamp was left near the body, and it is suspected that ██ committed the crime. ]

[Event 1-1: Patrolman Lance, who first discovered the body of Event 1 at Audley Apartments, suffered a moth-like deformation. The cause of the deformation was stealing the forbidden knowledge left at the scene of Event 1. He was shot dead by the civilian detective Charlotte Holmes and his assistant John H. Watson who came to investigate later. ]

[Event 2: Elkeson Cook, a slaughter worker at the Ashton Slaughterhouse in the east of the city, died suddenly in the staff dormitory. The death was tragic, and it was suspected that he had fought in his dream. ]

[Event 3: Harris, son of the Marquis of Bute, suffered from cup-like deformation. The cause of deformation is unknown. He was shot dead by John H. Watson, assistant of Charlotte Holmes, a civilian detective who accepted the investigation request of the Marquise of Bute. ]

[Please ask Special Investigator No. 0132 to investigate Event 188042-2 2 first! ]

The entire report was printed on a typewriter. Charlotte could not recognize the personality and characteristics of the writer from the handwriting, but there was a paragraph of beautiful cursive handwriting at the end of the report. The writing force was light and the pen tip was biased to the left... It should be from a left-handed lady.

[Note 1: The evil pagans who mastered taboo knowledge can enter a dark forest in their dreams. It belongs to the realm of Sichen, a world called Mansu. ]

[Note 2: Some evil pagans can commit crimes and murders through Mansu, lead the victims into Mansu or directly attack strangers in Mansu. ]

[Note 3: The damage caused in the dream will be simultaneously presented in the real body. Investigators, please trace the source according to the death of the body. ]

The following pages are all materials about Event 2, which are the confessions of the workers of Ashton slaughterhouse and the summary of the behavior patterns of the deceased before his death.

Charlotte Holmes opened the first page and saw it written:

[Name: Elkeson Cook]

[Gender: Male]

[Age: 31 years old]

[Height: 5 feet 6 inches (167 cm)]

[Weight after death: 208 pounds (94 kg)]

[Cause of death: A stick-like object was inserted from the left eye to damage the brain tissue. ]

[The following is the confession of the deceased's co-workers:]

[First witness Sean Bieber: This morning I saw Elkeson Cook was late... Alas, this name is really difficult to pronounce. Mr. Policeman, can I just say his abbreviation? We all usually call him Elson...]

Today is a day of streaking... But it seems that there are still new book friends