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"I haven't done anything else. I hope you can bear witness for me when others ask about this."

As soon as Holmes finished speaking, Medusa began to have new doubts.

"But Holmes—"

"If you wanted to protect her, why did you let her go out into the fog to buy this bread?"

"Isn't this a contradiction?"

Holmes was about to explain when Ian spoke first.

"Because she has a way to resist this mist, right?"

"..."

Ian's words piqued Holmes's interest. He nodded first, and then asked the other party why he said that.

"My friend, you are quite right."

"But--"

"Why did you make such a guess?"

"The bottle of blue pills." Ian answered very directly.

"Since you said it was a protection against that mist, Holmes, I don't think it's something a detective would know."

"Thinking about it this way—"

"There must be someone behind you who can create something like this."

"I can't be sure since I haven't seen it before, but since you've just confirmed that Gray is your assistant, I think this must be what she made."

"Combining this with her own experience, it seems she does have some means of resisting the fog."

This was indeed one of the off-field factors that influenced Ian's judgment.

But compared to this——

Ian actually has more accurate and more irrefutable evidence.

That is, he knew that Gray had a very mysterious "magic costume".

It was a multi-faceted weapon modeled after the Rhongomyniad, the Spear that Shines at the End, created by the Atlas Academy based on alchemical reactions.

It can transform into a sickle, hammer, shield, etc. It is a very powerful and reliable self-defense tool.

With it, even a thin girl like Gray can instantly possess extremely powerful fighting power.

This is the real thing that can fight against London fog and murderous monsters!

but--

Ian knew that there was no need to bring up this "off-field" matter at this moment, as it would only complicate the situation.

The blue medicine bottle is enough to deal with Holmes's questions.

The result is indeed the same.

After listening to Ian's inference, Holmes burst into laughter.

"My friend, you do have a talent for reasoning."

"You're absolutely right—the medicine I have on hand was indeed made by my assistant, Gray."

"If this could be rolled out across London, it might temporarily alleviate some of the suffering people are experiencing."

"That is impossible... Mr. Holmes."

Gray returned to the room with the brewed tea.

She offered a cup of tea to everyone present and continued.

"You should know... the real horror isn't the fog... but the killer within it, right?"

"I don't mind making this medicine for everyone... but even with it... no one would want to go out at a time like this."

Gray didn't say much, and her tone was deliberately low.

But what she raised is indeed the crux of the matter.

The fog can be resisted with medicine, but the murderer cannot.

Holmes naturally understood this, so he nodded quickly and continued to express his thoughts.

"Everyone."

“Now all the problems are before us.”

"So--"

"It's time to find a proper way to solve it."

Holmes' words reveal the confidence that is unique to a famous detective, one could even say arrogance;

But the action plan he proposed did have a level of sophistication to match.

And the principle is also quite simple and easy to understand.

To be more specific, they used the marked Stheno and Euryale as "bait" to lure out the real Jack the Ripper.

Of course, even the "bait" is not something that can be sacrificed casually.

The entire process will be carried out under the secret protection of Ian and Medusa. At the same time, Holmes and Grey will also block off the areas where Steno and Euryale will pass in advance.

In this way, the entire street will appear to be in a state of continuous shrinkage, and eventually Jack the Ripper will have nowhere to escape.

Holmes calls it a "pocket grab."

Ian felt that this famous detective had actually been planning something like this for a long time, but was unable to carry it out due to lack of manpower.

Now my arrival has become his best helper.

but--

Compared to the plan itself, Ian actually cares more about something else.

He noticed that Gray had been looking at him.

It was a look that was as cautious as that of a small animal, afraid of being discovered.

She seemed to think that if she looked at me like this, she wouldn't be noticed.

But in fact, Grey's actions were very obvious.

So much so that Ian had to pretend not to know in order to suppress the subconscious urge to look her in the eye.

The man understood why—Grey didn't believe the cover the three sisters had put up for her.

This thin girl actually has a more determined mind than anyone else.

Once we feel that something is wrong, we will try to prove its wrongness or find other reasonable explanations.

This is what Ian felt when he lived with her in the Welsh village of Blackmoya.

In a sense -

This perfectly fits her role as an assistant at the moment.

After half an hour.

Gray sat on the stairs.

As a girl who loves cleanliness very much, she has cleaned the place thoroughly.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if you lie down and sleep right now, it would not be too much.

only--

Gray didn't have that thought in mind at all right now.

Because her attention was completely focused on the man who came to visit Holmes with his three wives.

She remembered him,

The gentle soul who had been by his side since birth, the man named Ian Pendragon.

It was his words that made her determined to reject this life of becoming a sacrifice for King Arthur's resurrection.

But he completely disappeared from my ears on the night I decided to escape.

This isn't the same person...

The more Gray thought about it, the sadder she became, and then she curled up into herself.

This is a self-protection mechanism she has developed over a long period of time.

Only the head is exposed, while the rest of the body is hidden.

That way, no one else will notice your sadness.

but--

What Gray hadn't expected was...

When she began to protect herself in this way, she suddenly felt that her whole body was off the ground.

She immediately realized that she was being picked up.

Gray looked back and found that Ian had come behind her without her knowing.

Soon, the man said:

"Gray, can you stay with me for a moment?"

533. Grey Confirms She Loves Ian / A Unique London Singularity (4k)

"..."

Gray turned around and saw Ian standing behind her.

At this moment, he had already reached out and hugged the girl who was very sad because she could not recognize him.

"This……"

Gray panicked.

It was the first time for her to have such close contact with the opposite sex.

However, Ian seemed to have noticed this a long time ago and quickly began to comfort her:

"Shh-"

"Can you be quiet? Medusa and the others just rested not long ago."

"..."

Gray glanced at the half-open door behind the man and knew that he had come out of the arranged room at the risk of being discovered by his wives.

Suddenly, the girl felt a little warmer in her heart.

"I see."

"That's good."

Ian hugged Grey completely into his arms, then looked at the room on the other side of the corridor.

"Let's go over there and talk, okay?"

"it is good."

Ever since——

Ian and Gray came to the room on the other side.

This was opposite the place where Holmes had just been chatting with the others, and his own room was next door.

"Is this your room?" the man asked.

"Yeah..." Gray nodded cautiously while being held.

Ian soon realized that this seemed a little embarrassing for her, so he quickly put the girl, who was like a little animal, down.

"Feel sorry."

"Nothing..." Gray, who had been repaired, just stared at the man intently.