Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

Seeing the puzzled look on Zhao Weike's face, Sherlock pointed to the tiny earpiece inside his ear and said to Zhao Weike with a smile.

"Technology changes lives, alchemy changes bodies! Alright, my dear Ms. Baba Yaga, could you tell me why you have such a code name?"

Seeing the translation earpiece in Sherlock's ear, Zhao Weike's face darkened noticeably. He had underestimated Sherlock's shamelessness after all!

It's safe to say that Sherlock and that guy named Coulson weren't up to anything good when they were together on the plane. Now it seems that this was definitely something Sherlock had planned for a long time.

Sherlock just wanted to know what he was hiding that he didn't want to tell him!

After all, based on Zhao Weike's understanding of Sherlock, if Sherlock knew about his code name, Baba Yaga, he would definitely mock him like he is now. This is the main reason why Zhao Weike didn't want to tell Sherlock.

But seeing that Sherlock already knew the truth, Zhao Weike knew that if he didn't deal with this matter properly, Sherlock would probably use it to mock him for the rest of his life!

He absolutely must not be called an old witch by Sherlock and Helen in the future!

After holding back for a long time, Zhao Weike finally gave Sherlock a reason that wasn't really a reason.

"Because she's terrifying enough!"

After saying that, he turned and left, resolutely ignoring whatever Sherlock said.

Chapter 85 Sherlock's Adventures with the Big Hair (Part 2)

Seeing Zhao Weike's seemingly fleeing manner, Sherlock smiled like a cunning fox who had just stolen some cream, and had no intention of pressing him further.

After all, the men and women here all seemed to idolize Zhao Weike, this old witch, and Sherlock couldn't afford to embarrass Zhao Weike in front of these little fans.

He followed Zhao Weike with a mischievous smile on his lips.

Led by Zhao Weike, the two walked towards the backstage area. The further they went, the more people there were. Sherlock saw many men and women, including actors, backstage staff, and even 'bodyguards' in black suits.

The theater's 'backstage' clearly exceeded Sherlock's expectations; in fact, compared to the 'stage' in front, the backstage area was much larger.

As the two delved deeper, Sherlock also saw things that shouldn't have been in the theater.

Training grounds, shooting ranges, and even armories!

If Sherlock still doesn't realize this is a 'school' for training assassins after seeing all this stuff, then he might as well give up.

Nevertheless, Sherlock still admired the group's imagination, making ballet dancers assassins.

There's a certain rationale behind not saying what needs to be said.

Dancers have an absolute advantage in physical strength and flexibility compared to ordinary people, and the perseverance of dancers who can perform on stage is also unmatched by ordinary people.

Compared to training an ordinary person to become an assassin, a dancer is truly a born perfect assassin.

It wasn't until Sherlock followed Zhao Weike past these functional rooms that the entire backstage area began to become increasingly luxurious. When Sherlock and Zhao Weike stood in front of a large door, the surrounding environment was so different that it was impossible to tell that this was the backstage area of ​​a theater.

The green wallpaper features subtle patterns, while the stone pillars and ceiling of the corridor are adorned with exaggerated and luxurious reliefs, creating a retro, old-money atmosphere.

Especially the gate in front of me, the black gate exudes a faint sandalwood fragrance, and is carved with intricate patterns, full of the characteristics of Mao's aesthetics.

It's obvious that, in terms of both workmanship and materials, the value of this door is absolutely top-tier.

The two identical, burly men in black suits and large sunglasses standing in front of the gate further emphasized the prestige of the people inside.

"We want to see the bureau chief."

Standing in front of the gate, Zhao Weike spoke in Russian to the two security guards who looked like iron towers.

As Zhao Weike spoke, the two security guards, who seemed like robots, exchanged a glance, and the one on the right walked to the phone next to him and made a call.

Even the telephones here are those old-fashioned rotary dial telephones!

Under Sherlock's watchful eye, the bodyguard dialed the phone a few times, then nodded without saying a word and put the phone down.

Just as Sherlock thought the two twin bodyguards who could stand at the gate in place of the stone lions were mute, the bodyguard who was on the phone returned and nodded to Zhao Weike.

"The director has agreed!"

After saying that, he pointed to the small table next to him.

Seeing the burly man's actions, Zhao Weike sighed helplessly, then pulled out his sidearm, spare magazines, and other melee weapons from his pocket and placed them all on the small table.

Sherlock followed suit and took out his own 5.7 caliber Glock and placed it on the small table.

After placing it, Sherlock was about to continue forward, but was stopped by another burly man.

Just as Sherlock looked at Zhao Weike with a puzzled expression, he saw Zhao Weike with his arms outstretched in a helpless manner, while the burly man in charge of Zhao Weike was searching him.

Honestly, this was the first time Sherlock had experienced something like this in his two lives. Somewhat embarrassed, he raised his hands, just like Zhao Weike. The burly man, who had been somewhat wary, lowered his guard and began searching Sherlock after seeing that he did not resist the search.

"He's just a newcomer, no offense intended."

Zhao Weike explained to Sherlock in Russian, and the burly man simply nodded.

After going through a complicated security check process, Sherlock and Zhao Weike finally walked through the black door.

To Sherlock's surprise, what lay behind the door was not the office he had imagined, but a waiting area—a waiting area that reflected the owner's taste.

Aside from sofas and chairs, the most numerous items on display here are various trophies, most of which are related to ballet.

Aside from the trophies, most of the remaining items are decorative collectibles.

Without exception, almost every one of these collectible items is quite valuable.

However, what made Sherlock feel that the place was incredibly valuable was that there was a black woman standing in the waiting room!

This is Russia! Due to some historical reasons, the scarcity of Black people here is almost as high as that of giant pandas.

To Sherlock's surprise, Zhao Weike and the black woman in front of him actually knew each other!

The two quickly huddled together and started chatting. Sherlock, who had never been interested in such things, didn't join them, but instead observed the trophies on the shelf one by one.

To be honest, the trophies here include almost every ballet competition in the world, and almost every one of them is a gold medal. Combined with the fact that this is an assassin school, it gives Sherlock a hallucination of seeing that Turkish assassin brother participating in the Olympics.

Is this what they call a dimensional reduction attack?

Meanwhile, Zhao Weike and the black woman didn't talk for long. After giving Sherlock a final look, the black woman turned and walked into the inner room. A short while later, she returned and spoke to Sherlock and Zhao Weike.

"The director has agreed to see both of you."

As soon as she finished speaking, the black woman stood at the entrance to the inner quarters, and at Zhao Weike's invitation, Sherlock also stood at the entrance.

As the two stood still, the black woman opened the tightly closed door to the inner room.

But when Sherlock saw the so-called 'Chief' or 'Godmother', he was so shocked by the sight that he was speechless.

The reason is simple: the obese woman in front of him, with heavy makeup and a cigar in her mouth, looked far more suitable for the nickname "Baba Yaga" than Zhao Weike.

It was none other than the woman who helped Zhao Weike at the end of "Give Me Back My Dog's Life 3," and also the boss who helped the female protagonist in the side story Sherlock read before he traveled through time!

Chapter 86 The Great Deceiver Sherlock

Upon seeing the female boss, Sherlock finally realized why he had felt a strange sense of familiarity ever since he entered the theater's backstage area.

The reason is simple: this is the place where the female lead in the last movie I watched before I transmigrated was developing!

So, after all this time, Sherlock has once again embarked on a pilgrimage to the Holy Land.

Although, according to the timeline of "Give Me Back My Dog's Life," the Jade-Faced Grenade King should still be in training, this is reality after all. At least on Zhao Weike's side, when Helen reached out to help Sherlock who had just transmigrated, the so-called plotline had already collapsed beyond repair.

Sherlock was experiencing a mix of emotions, and Zhao Weike was in no better shape, his expression equally complicated. Only the so-called director sat behind his desk, writing something on a piece of paper in front of him while taking a puff of a cigar.

He looked as if he couldn't see Sherlock and Zhao Weike in front of him.

The three of them were each thinking their own thoughts, and for a moment they fell into an eerie silence.

After a long while, Zhao Weike seemed to realize something, stood up, bowed slightly to the director, and said in Russian.

"Mama." (Not mother, but mama, a respectful term for an older woman of higher status.)

Upon hearing Zhao Weike speak, the bureau chief paused in his writing on the paper, raising his eyes to look in Zhao Weike's direction.

“Baba Yaga, I thought you would never return to your family.”

Seemingly to accommodate Sherlock, who had remained silent throughout, the chief spoke in English instead of Russian.

Sherlock didn't join in their conversation; instead, he sat quietly in his chair, looking like a well-behaved child enjoying the show.

Of course, if you could tone down that mischievous grin on your face, as if you were just watching the show, the effect would probably be even better.

Unlike Sherlock's relaxed and cheerful demeanor, Zhao Weike was somewhat reserved when facing the bureau chief. Upon hearing the bureau chief's words, Zhao Weike's first reaction was to pledge his loyalty.

“I will always be a member of the Rom family.”

Upon hearing Zhao Weike's words, the director put down his pen, leaned back in his chair, took a deep drag on his cigar, and then spoke to Zhao Weike.

“Vigg and Joseph also came from the family.”

Zhao Weike was completely at a loss for words after hearing the director's casual remark, and could only respond with silence.

On the contrary, Sherlock raised his eyebrows slightly after seeing Zhao Weike's silence, as if he had figured out what this so-called 'director' was trying to do.

Either let Zhao Weike return to the assassin ranks, or try to completely sever ties between Zhao Weike and the Roma people.

Clearly, neither of these options is feasible for Zhao Weike at present.

The existence of the Rom family is Zhao Weike's root, while Helen is the driving force for Zhao Weike to live. Neither of them is something that Zhao Weike can give up now.

After a sigh of resignation, Sherlock finally spoke up and joined the conversation between the two.

"War is not about stance or identity."

Sherlock's meaning was simple: he was just telling the director that this was war, and 'family rules' did not apply in war.

As Sherlock joined the fray, the chief's gaze finally turned to Sherlock. Seemingly surprised by Sherlock's youth, the chief's eyes lingered on Sherlock.

Sherlock, however, was not intimidated. He simply stood up with a smile, bowed slightly to the chief, and then spoke.

"Sherlock Flamel, Zhao Weike's neighbor and best friend, an ordinary alchemist who just wants a peaceful life."

"But your behavior doesn't exactly suggest you want a peaceful life."

As Sherlock finished his self-introduction, the director immediately spoke to him, seemingly dissatisfied with Sherlock's actions of recklessly provoking war.

However, Sherlock understood why the director was behaving this way.

After all, in this 'war', after Sherlock and Zhao Weike took down the Tarasov family in New York, the Rom gang's control over New York weakened considerably in an instant.

Under such circumstances, it would be a miracle if the bureau chief in front of you still had a pleasant expression.

After hearing the chief's words, Sherlock showed no anger whatsoever; in fact, he was somewhat pleased, as the meaning behind those words made things simpler.