Chapter 54 We must return to our hometown.

The door to our hometown requires thirteen royal keys.

A sacrifice is needed to share the end or beginning of the King of the End and the Beginning, so that He can successfully reach adulthood and stand in front of the gate.

And now they have obtained perhaps the smartest and most insightful person in the world to undertake the duties of the sacrifice. For

the first time in the past few thousand years, they are only one step away from returning home.

However, Xina lost the royal key.

So there is an additional task before returning. Holmes understood the current situation.

That is to defeat James Moriarty and take back all the royal keys first.

Of course he is willing to take on this task.

This is what he wanted to do before leaving this world.

It just happened that the two tasks came together.

It is really unexpected that the fate of the two of them is bound in this way, Holmes thought.

"It's not just the gravity between celestial bodies," Holmes remembered what Moriarty said in class that year. He was indifferent to celestial bodies, so he was studying the floor plan of a classmate's haunted old house in that class.

But this sentence inexplicably floated into his ears.

"There is also a kind of gravity between us." Moriarty said meaningfully, "Some students have little gravity between me and me. After this class, we will never see each other again for the rest of our lives."

"But some students are different." He said.

Holmes felt that he was looking at himself.

Although he felt a little strange at that time, his reason told him that the professor was staring at him, probably because he found out that he was absent-minded, so he used his eyes to warn him.

He hid the drawings.

Now he understood that Moriarty knew him at that time.

He had the inverted king key.

The power of the inverted king can even reverse the cause and effect.

James Moriarty must have been curious about whether his huge dark empire would end and what its ending would be.

He would not be able to help but spy.

Then.

The curse of reversing the cause and effect would take effect.

Because he saw his nemesis, he would only mark him as his nemesis.

Didn't Moriarty's extremely smart head realize this?

He went deep into that world earlier than himself, and he would definitely understand all kinds of rules.

Didn't he know that once he had completed the process of reversing cause and effect, the observed future would collapse into a predetermined fate?

Holmes could think clearly, so he should be able to think clearly too.

Why did he do this?

"On the one hand, it's desire." Luna analyzed vaguely. The girl who came out of the sanatorium seemed to have gained some nourishment and looked very happy. She held the steaming hot French fries wrapped in newspaper that Holmes had just bought, put the golden French fries with salt in her mouth, and showed a satisfied expression.

In the terrible white fog of London, only these French fries were the only salvation.

"If he was the kind of person who could easily control his desires," Luna said, "he wouldn't have taken this path."

"He understands desires, his own desires, and the desires of others." Holmes nodded, "So he has a huge and sophisticated criminal empire."

"So he can't resist the desire to spy." Luna said, throwing two more fries into his mouth, "This is one of the strongest desires."

"He can't resist it at all."

"Besides," Luna glanced at the gray-eyed man walking on the side, "He's counting on you."

"He said that I'm the same kind of person as him." Holmes laughed.

He suddenly realized that Luna was still hitting the nail on the head.

Moriarty was betting on something.

It's more like a certainty than a bet.

He will also explore this world in depth and gradually decouple from the real world.

If he puts his anchor point of confusing cause and effect on a person who is destined to be separated from the real world, then the observed established future will not be so stable, and it can still jump and shift.

And the ending he sees about himself will definitely not be good.

So he also believes that he will do everything possible to avoid that ending.

In this way, Moriarty can even use the curse of the Upside-Down King to create an indestructible golden body for himself.

It must be said that this man is indeed extremely intelligent and shrewd.

"You are right." Holmes smiled, "He is counting on me."

What happened? He seemed to have become the savior of the whole world in an instant. Holmes couldn't help but smell a certain British black humor from it.

It doesn't matter. The savior can't save everyone.

For example, Judas.

Luna ate for a while, as if he remembered something, and tilted the newspaper in his hand to one side, "Do you want to have some too."

Holmes shook his head, "I don't like eating on the road."

"It seems that you gentlemen have a set of etiquette." Luna said to himself, "It seems that if you do that, you will be a more powerful person."

"Any questions?" Holmes asked.

"No," Luna said, "Isn't that the case with humans? Only dogs that can sit down and shake hands are domestic dogs."

"Most gentlemen would be offended by what you said." Holmes looked at the thick fog in the distance, "But you're right."

"And it has to be put on a sign." Luna remembered the medal Holmes received a few days ago, and couldn't help but feel that humans are really keen on putting signs on everything.

She looked at the street lamp on the side, which also had a sign on it, and on the manhole cover.

"Obviously, you were not defined when you were born, but you have been trying to find your own definition." Luna said.

"What about you?" Holmes asked, "You were born without possibilities, have you been looking for your own possibilities?"

Luna tilted her head.

"I don't know." She said, "Freedom?"

"I haven't thought about it." She answered simply and rudely.

Holmes knew that if it was Watson, he would feel sad for Luna for a while after hearing this answer.

But Luna didn't look sad.

She was just eating French fries.

The girl was obviously enjoying the meal. This French fry shop was indeed well-known. The French fries were fried golden and crispy, and they were delicious even with a thin layer of salt on them. Every time they came out of the pot, the nearby blocks would be disturbed by the aroma, and then they would line up involuntarily to join in this carnival of aroma.

Holmes suddenly felt that it didn't matter if he tried one here.

So he took a French fry from the bouquet of French fries in the girl's hand and tasted it.

It was indeed very fragrant.

This was part of what he was going to give up, he thought, and he suddenly understood how they cried and desperately wanted to hold on to everything in the world.

When they were about to lose, it was as if they had a premonition that they would be chosen to be abandoned by someone, and everything became more vivid and more beautiful.

Just like the legendary treasure, it would glow with a more dazzling light to lure travelers and then capture them.

"Do you want more French fries?" Luna stretched out her hand.

"No, I've had enough." Holmes saw a little French fry crumbs on the girl's raised cheek, "But," he raised his finger and pointed to the side of his face, indicating the location of the crumbs to Luna.

Luna thought for a while.

She showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

Then the girl stood on tiptoe and pecked at the place where his finger had pointed.

"Do you need this?" Luna asked.

Holmes seemed to hear the sound of something being broken into pieces in an instant.

The gray-eyed man looked down at the girl, and the girl started to enjoy her fries again, just like she had just taken a sip of water or breathed in air. Did

she understand what she had just done?

What did she understand?

Who taught her?

The gray-eyed man's pupils expanded and contracted.

It was not like he had never been forced to be intimate by the opposite sex.

But Luna.

"What's wrong?" Luna raised his eyes, "Do you still need it?"

"Why do you understand it so well?" The gray-eyed man asked.

"Lilith told me." Luna said frankly, "She said that humans like to be kissed."

"I see no one has ever kissed you, so it's normal for you to want it." Luna said, "Don't be shy, Lilith said that humans are always shy when they mention desire, but the shyer the person, the more prosperous the desire." "

Maybe it will turn into a volcano and blow everyone up in the end." Luna said calmly.

Lilith was right. Holmes had indeed come into contact with many murderers who became more and more perverted as they were suppressed.

But he never thought he belonged to this category.

"So what's wrong?" Luna asked.

"Nothing," Holmes said, "I just thought that Lilith's understanding of human beings seemed to be fine, but didn't she tell you that people are complicated and everyone is different?"

Luna nodded.

"She did." Luna said seriously, "She thinks you are the type who doesn't need to be kissed."

"But it seems that she was wrong." Luna said.

"No, she was not wrong." Holmes said.

Luna raised her eyes.

"Okay, I'm sorry." The girl said cheerfully. She seemed to have thought of something, raised her hand and pointed at her face, "If you don't want it, you can give it back to me."