My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 33 Like Sparks Flying Upward

Facing Holmes's praise, Jules just chuckled:
"We rely heavily on your intelligence, otherwise we wouldn't have achieved such a great result."

Holmes twitched his lips and said:
"Although my employer suffered a loss, more trouble is yet to come."

Yule thought of what Holmes had said before, his face solemn, and said:
"You mentioned a change in the situation before. Is it because the Anti-Suppression Bureau has made a breakthrough in their investigation, so they're a little desperate?"

"Yes," Holmes recalled, "some of the nobles associated with Karl have been found to be colluding with the cult, and are being secretly purged."

"Of course, I don't know the specific progress. After all, I'm just an ordinary detective and can only make inferences based on limited information."

If you are ordinary, then no one would dare to claim to be extraordinary... Yule's mouth twitched slightly, and he said:
"So when will we start the cannibalism investigation?"

Holmes walked to the window and looked into the distance.

"Maybe soon. After all, our modus operandi can deceive ordinary people, but it cannot deceive the Anti-Suppression Bureau.

I'm afraid it won't be long before they come knocking on our door."

Jules walked up to Holmes, chuckled, and said:
"Aren't you afraid that the Anti-Suppression Bureau will arrest you as a cult member?"

Holmes didn't say much, but just gave Jules a meaningful look.

"Not as long as any of them want to completely clean out those nobles."

……

Xicheng District Police Station.

In the corpse display room, a row of people gathered in a circle, all giving different opinions on the corpse whose death was so strange and miserable.

At this moment, the real "murderer" is in the police station, enjoying the treatment of a guest of honor.

Officer Fitt made a cup of tea for Jules and said with a helpless smile:
"We meet again. Perhaps I should call you 'Sir'?"

"That's not necessary," Jules smiled and shook his head. "I'm just an employee."

As Holmes expected, the Anti-Suppression Bureau came to his door.

Of course, it was just a symbolic formality - what caught his attention most was that Holmes was also invited.

Soon, Jules saw Holmes at the door again.

The latter nodded to Jules:

"We had a brief discussion and reached a tentative agreement. Two days from now, we will officially launch the investigation into the cannibalism case, and you will serve as my assistant."

Two days later... Yule thought for a moment and said:
"The nobles?"

"Don't worry, I will help you deal with it. I will classify this person as a secret follower and package it as an accident so that they can't cause trouble for you openly." Steel - or Lutos' voice sounded at the right time.

His burly figure emerged from the darkness.

But what surprised Yule was that the other person's face had a terrible scar running across the corner of his eye compared to the last time they met.

Seeing Jules staring at his scars, Lutos grinned and said:
"It's a minor problem. I encountered some resistance when I was cleaning up the secret followers. It will be fine after a while."

Then he looked at Holmes:

"Mr. Detective, I hope you can remember our commitment to cooperation. The Suppression Bureau has always respected scholars, but please do not take any out-of-line actions."

Holmes nodded gently: "Of course."

"This time, I'll leave it to you two."

Lutos glanced at Jules and whispered:
"Come with me, I have something to tell you."

Seeing Lutos' serious face, Jules had an idea:
"it is good."

After a while, the two arrived at an empty room. Lutos turned around and closed the door, his face looking a little solemn.

"Some bad news."

"Please speak, my psychological endurance is still good, unless the muzzle of a gun is pointed at my head." Yule smiled, easing the depressing atmosphere.

Seeing Jules so optimistic, Lutos couldn't help but smile, but then he returned to his previous seriousness and said earnestly:
"You must be careful when investigating." Yule was silent for a moment and asked:

“How come you see?”

He understood that the other party would never say that for no reason.

Lutos pursed his lips and said:
"I suspect they have someone protecting them among the top brass of the Suppression and Prevention Bureau."

Yule was stunned for a moment by this answer, but he was not surprised:

"Oh, it's always like this. When the government suppresses bandits, we're all one family."

He has seen this kind of thing many times.

"Good boy, I hope you can get through this."

Lutos patted Yule's shoulder heavily and said:

"On the surface, it's just an investigation into the esoteric cultists, but in reality, it's a factional dispute within the Suppression Bureau. Only an agent with a special and sensitive identity like yours is the most suitable to participate in it."

"As long as you can find solid evidence, we will help you. But at the same time, there will definitely be people who will do everything they can to prevent you from finding evidence."

Jules smiled, showing his white teeth:

"Then thank our Captain 'Steel' a lot."

Lutos was stunned and laughed:

"Then I'll leave this important task to you. I hope you won't let me down!"

After finishing the conversation, Holmes had been waiting at the door for a long time. Seeing Jules come out, he smiled faintly and said:

"Let's go and make some preparations for the investigation in two days."

……

Inside the apartment, the bookshelves are filled with books, and their arrangement obviously follows the owner's temperament, highlighting the principle of "pragmatism". There is no organization at all, but they are all placed in the most convenient place to take.

Holmes drew a manuscript from it, leafed through it, and read softly:

"We are born to pursue the light, like a spark flying upwards."

Closing the manuscript, Holmes smiled slightly:
"This is a fragment of a manuscript I accidentally obtained during a previous commission. It contains these words.

I like it very much, and similarly, through various coincidences, I embarked on the path of pursuing the principles of the lamp."

Jules sipped his coffee and said casually:

"In fact, at first I thought you would find these things unrealistic. After all, believing in them is a big blow to your rationality."

In the original work, Holmes was very disdainful of all the so-called "supernatural" phenomena, thinking that they were nothing but ghost tricks. Unexpectedly, the Holmes here took the initiative to embrace the occult.

Holmes asked in return:

“What is rationality?”

Without answering, he muttered to himself:
"Rationality means analyzing all the objective laws of the world with a scientific attitude. Since mysticism exists objectively, I have no reason not to explore it. If I resist it, wouldn't I be equated with those ignorant people?"

As he said this, there was a faint glint in his eyes.

"I need more knowledge that can help me understand the nature of this world more clearly and thoroughly, which will greatly reduce the difficulty of solving cases.

My dear Jules, you must understand how important a good tool is to your work."

Yule smiled faintly:
"It seems that this path is quite suitable for you."

At this moment, Holmes does not look like a detective, but rather like a scholar who is trying to get to the bottom of the origin of the world.

"Is it suitable for me?"

Faced with the question he himself asked, Holmes fell into a rare silence.

(End of this chapter)