Chapter 515: Fright

Fuck! Is Sherlock possessed by something? !

The moment Lin En felt the suction force coming, he took the initiative to burst out his spiritual power, disrupting the original coordination, and then a strong repulsion came from the [Ai Zhe Incense Burner]. Lin En, who was sitting cross-legged on the grass, was directly pushed horizontally for several meters, and rolled several times on the grass before he stabilized.

He couldn't wait to take a big breath of the air with the smell of soil, and looked towards Sherlock with some vigilance.

And Sherlock, who was also pushed away in a similar posture, also looked at Lin En with a vigilant face.

Both of them saw the expression on each other's face that should have been their own, and they quickly guessed what might have just happened. Both of them were exposed to the same strange things.

"Four minutes and thirty seconds, your disarmament time must last at least nine minutes."

Watson, who was responsible for timing, pinched the stopwatch and reported the price of using [Ai Zhe Incense Burner]. Nine minutes of disarmament, if this time is in a battle, it is enough for a person to die at least nine times. It is a safe environment now, so there is no need to worry too much about this problem.

"Just now?"

Lin En got up from the ground, patted the grass debris on his body and subconsciously asked Sherlock.

"You can never imagine that I spent the most unforgettable four minutes and thirty seconds of my life holding the hand of a rotting corpse, and that hand was still stroking my palm." Sherlock shook his palm with some disgust. He was not very surprised by what had just happened.

Using [Ai Zhe Incense Burner] can easily attract some information flows in the star realm.

The infusion of these information flows will directly lead to errors in a person's perception. It is common to have hallucinations and errors in perception. This kind of intrusion can be cured as long as the connection is cut off in time.

Generally, Sherlock rarely has problems when using [Ai Zhe Incense Burner] alone.

This time, the two of them traveled together, which attracted the attention of information flows and even some strange lives. It can only be said that their luck is really bad. Maybe the more people who use [Ai Zhe Incense Burner] together, the more complicated the spiritual field will be. In the eyes of the demons in the star realm, it is equivalent to an out-of-control extraordinary person, and it is easier to be attracted.

Sherlock quickly summed up in his mind.

"From your expression, I don't think it's a big deal, but if you give me a choice, I won't hold your hand next time." Lin En had a cold face. Just now, he felt that his whole arm was being absorbed by the flesh wall, and his whole body was about to be wrapped and sucked in.

It's really disgusting! !

Lin En, who had just stood up, subconsciously wanted to vent his anger by swinging his cane, but the spiritual interference made his movements suddenly stiff, and the whole person almost fell to the ground uncoordinated.

Disarmament.

In essence, it was the conflict caused by the use of [Ai Zhe Incense Burner], which was still running rigidly after the use was over. Let alone mobilizing the spirituality, Lin En just wanted to move, and his thinking seemed to be suppressed by something, at least half a beat slower than usual. Hands and feet were uncoordinated, body language was weird, and expression was strange. Lin En felt like he was possessed by a ghost, not disarmed.

"Hehe."

With rich experience of being disarmed, Sherlock was waiting for the moment when Lin En was embarrassed. After seeing the beautiful scenery, he couldn't help but grin.

Mr. Little didn't need Sherlock's reminder, and quickly found out where the boundary was blocked by disarming. As long as there is no attempt to operate the spiritual behavior quickly, and the body movements are not too big or too intense, there will be no problem. If you try to operate the spiritual behavior during disarming, the end is naturally needless to say.

The body is unbalanced and falls down, which is a small matter. The momentary conflict of thoughts and spiritual torture are called sour and refreshing.

In this state.

Let alone an opponent of the same level, even a child holding a pistol can take Lin En's life. The word disarming is really very appropriate.

"I will omit what you just held. Tell me what you found. If you find nothing, we have to shake hands again."

The great detective was talking with a chill on his face, and Mr. Little had the same expression. Hearing that he was going to shake hands again, Lin En couldn't help but speed up his speech a few points and hurried to tell his discovery.

"Two. One is far away, probably where the hunting team is. The other one is not far away, on the high slope in the east. In addition to these, do you have paper and pen? I also wrote down some areas where the active fragments are located..."

"Watson."

Sherlock immediately turned his head and looked at Watson.

The icy female bodyguard nodded immediately, and then under the dim sky with faint starlight, Aurora Watson took a small step back and dived directly into the shadow. Watson, who almost merged with the shadow, her vague figure was like a fish diving into the water, ignoring most obstacles and rushing to the high ground in the east in a straight line.

The detective closed his eyes and recalled it in his mind. After confirming that there were also multiple traps set by Watson, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After so many years of being unable to sleep at night, always thinking about this matter, it finally fell like a big stone, and Sherlock couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief. Watson is Sequence 7, and it is easy to capture the exposed plastic monster alive.

"Shall we just wait here?"

Lin En felt a little regretful. If he hadn't been disarmed, he would have gone over to join in the fun. He didn't care about the achievements. He just wanted to enjoy the joy of victory. It took a lot of effort to catch the prey, and of course there was also the joy of NTR Sherlock.

Your first failed obsession in your debut was actually completed with the help of Lin En Moriarty. Just thinking about it, Mr. Little can't get excited!

"Otherwise, are you going to dance for the plastic monster as a tribute to the end of the stage play?" Sherlock dragged a chair over, sat on it, and pulled the tie on his chest randomly, focusing on the gentleman's demeanor. His ungentlemanly behavior at this moment was enough to show how good his mood was.

"I will sing a funeral song for him."

Lin En said viciously. What made him unhappy was that Sherlock didn't have the reluctance of the prey being bullied at all, which reduced Lin En's joy by half.

"Take the time to rest and adjust yourself. When Watson comes back, we still have to deal with another clone of the plastic monster. My dear Mr. Lin, I have to study this damn incense burner. How can it cause such strange hallucinations when two people use it? Just now I almost wanted to take out my gun and shoot you over there." Sherlock complained, looking at the hanging relic incense burner.

"Another clone, yes..." When Lin thought of the fact that Amiste had a clone of the plastic monster hidden in his place, he found it difficult to remain absolutely calm.