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Chapter 39 Sherlock Holmes the Vampire Slayer

"Vampire?" The entire team was also shocked, thinking in their hearts whether Jack the Ripper really had anything to do with Dracula.

"Does the famous Mr. Sherlock Holmes want to push this murder to the head of an inexplicable vampire?" The white-haired police officer also looked quite bad. Naturally, he would not believe that there would be something inexplicable like a vampire.

"John, what time is it now?" Sherlock Holmes did not reply to the white-haired police officer, and he turned to Watson.

Watson quickly took out a silver pocket watch from his pocket. After looking at the time, he replied, "It's almost 7:30, it's already night. What's wrong, Sherlock?"

"Ms. Aidos, for you, how long has it been dead?" Sherlock Holmes continued to ask Watson.

Watson put away his pocket watch and replied: "Although there are no corpse spots on the body, it should not exceed twenty hours by the degree of stiffness and signs of decay."

"It's almost time." Sherlock Holmes nodded, and then said to the white-haired police officer, "Sir, I think you will disperse the ordinary citizens outside who are watching first."

"Why is this?" The white-haired police officer was also a little puzzled. Although it was indeed very troublesome to watch the citizens and even sometimes hindered the investigation, it was not so easy to expel them.

"This is for safety reasons. By the way, I think it is better for ordinary citizens to live in their own world safely." Sherlock Holmes looked at the white-haired police officer with a sharp light flashing. If ordinary people don't pay attention, they may not be able to help but feel palpitations. "If you don't want to be blamed by the big guys above for your negligence, it's best to do as I say, and this is also for your own good."

Intimidated by Holmes' sharp eyes, although he was a little reluctant, the white-haired police officer unknowingly ordered the surrounding police: "Go, you all disperse the onlookers, don't let them get close to this alley!"

After hearing the order from his boss, about a dozen policemen blew the whistle and waved the batons to signal the onlookers to disperse. In addition to some idle homeless people, most of the onlookers were wandering wrists and visiting clients. Their fear of the police was beyond their curiosity about the murder, and they were dispersed after a few minutes. Of course, there were still many people who continued to look at the situation in the alley at a distance a little far away, but at that distance and level, they could not see clearly in the alley at all.

"Mr. Sherlock Holmes, although I have listened to your opinion, if there is no explanation that convinces me..." The white-haired police officer wanted to question it, but was immediately interrupted by Sherlock Holmes.

Sherlock Holmes snapped his fingers, then pointed to Catherine's body on the ground: "I don't think I need my explanation, just look at it yourself."

Then everyone present noticed that the corpse lying on the ground in a tragic manner seemed to move suddenly. Just as everyone was thinking that they were dazzled, the corpse suddenly twisted violently.

Even though her throat was separated and her abdomen was broken and her belly was flowing out of the internal organs, the corpse still gave people the feeling that she was resurrecting.

The skin on Catherine began to fall off one by one, and then the nails on her hands began to grow rapidly, and both hands turned into sharp and terrifying claws. A row of sharp and vicious fangs began to grow in her mouth that opened her to the sky.

"I know." Zhu Jue looked at the scene in front of him and turned his head to his teammates around him, "The lack of a waist does not affect a person's life. Look, she is alive again!"

"I don't think she's going to live like this..." Linn was also a little powerless to complain.

"My God... what kind of monster is this!" All the policemen present could not believe what they saw. The white-haired police officer couldn't help but use his hands to cross his chest, "Fu... Mr. Sherlock Holmes, is this... the legendary new vampire transformed after being sucked by a vampire?" At this time, he completely abandoned his previous ideas and believed what Holmes had said before.

"No, this is not a vampire." Sherlock Holmes was also looking at the corpse that was twisting and trying to get up from the ground. "A non-virgin is sucked out of blood and will only become such a dirty and despicable undead creature... a ghoul."

"Damn it!" The white-haired police officer seemed to be unable to accept the supernatural scene in front of him. He took out the revolver with his waist and raised it tremblingly, trying to shoot at the wandering warbler that was originally just a frightened ghoul, but at this time it was a ferocious ghoul.

"It's useless." Sherlock Holmes stretched out a hand and pressed the white-haired officer's arm with a gun. "It's useless, blessed or silver-plated bullets will not cause much damage to the ghoul unless you hold a Winchester shotgun and aim it at its head and then hit it."

"Then...what should we do?" The white-haired police officer who never dreamed that he would face such a monster couldn't help but trembled dryly.

"Leave it to me." Sherlock Holmes let go of the hand that grabbed his arm, then patted the white-haired police officer on the shoulder, and then he walked straight to the ghoul who had already climbed up and was constantly making strange sounds with his torn vocal cords.

"I said... Isn't Sherlock Holmes a detective..." Ma Shuangcheng looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, and then couldn't help but say, "What is he going to do?"

"Sure enough, this place is really rampant." Li Wushang didn't care about this supernatural scene. He probably had only one kind of thought in his mind, that is, these are all mistakes made by evil feudalism and capitalism.

"Don't worry." Chu Yuan also looked calm, as if he was used to playing the biochemical mode in CF. He was still not surprised when he came to the mission world for the first time and saw this scene. "I remember Sherlock Holmes is a keyboard and mouse... a master of swordsmanship."

Holmes walked to the ghoul, and the ghoul also noticed the target in front of him. Regardless of its partitioned throat and cut open belly at this time, the only idea in the mind of this immortal monster was to eat all the living creatures in front of him.

Then the ghoul rushed towards Sherlock Holmes. Its speed was astonishingly fast. Although it was just an ordinary woman during its lifetime, after it turned into a ghoul, its speed and power increased several times, and it was no longer a monster that ordinary people could deal with.

However, the moment the ghoul rushed to Sherlock Holmes, the legendary detective suddenly pulled out a thin sword from his cane, and then a silver light flashed, and the ghoul's head flew out, and the body that had lost its head fell softly at Sherlock Holmes' feet.

The faint green flames burned from the broken hole where the head and the body were separated. After only a few seconds, the entire ghoul turned into a ball of black ashes.

Sherlock Holmes took out a handkerchief, carefully wiped away the dirt from the sword of the cane, then took it back and restored it to an ordinary gentleman's pole.

"It seems that nothing is wrong with me, Mr. Police Officer," said Sherlock Holmes. "But you and your subordinates should report to Scotland Yard first, and don't reveal any news that will disturb ordinary citizens."

"This...is this..." The white-haired police officer looked at Sherlock Holmes and the ashes under his feet in disbelief, "...The victims at the scene of the previous murders have not changed much... Why this time..."

"Because London is now covered by an unknown thing." Sherlock Holmes's sharp eyes still shone inexplicably. "Sir, protect the public well. This is your most important responsibility... And the big men above are probably already in a state of anxiety."
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