Personality V: I will save everything

However, it wasn't long before Robbie began to feel exhausted.

The object in his hand was constantly tossed up and down, but as time went on, his arms gradually lost strength and his movements became slower and slower.

The room was unusually empty and dull, with nothing that could arouse his interest.

Not only that, even the windows were nailed shut from the outside, as if they had carefully planned all this from the beginning.

Robbie felt helpless. He could only continue to toss his head out of boredom, but this was really too boring.

After all, he couldn't really bang his head on the ground like he was playing with a ball.

Although Robbie knew that he could find a way to escape from this place with his abilities, he knew that doing so would destroy the carefully abbreviated script by his brother Carl.

So, he decided to stay here obediently, follow the arrangements, and be a good and obedient child.

However, as time passed, Robbie's patience gradually wore away.

He felt more and more bored, even a little drowsy, as if he might fall asleep at any time.

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Just as Robbie was holding his head, lying alone on the cold ground like a child abandoned by the world, his consciousness gradually blurred, as if he was about to fall into a sweet dream in the next moment, suddenly, he felt something gently touching his cheek.

It was a soft, warm touch, like the brush of feathers, that made Robbie's skin tickle slightly.

He tried hard to open his heavy eyelids. His vision was a little blurry, but he could still vaguely see a furry figure.

When his eyes fully adjusted to the light, he finally saw the uninvited guest clearly - a black and blue cat standing in front of him, looking at him curiously.

This cat has a unique fur color. Its black and blue fur looks like stars in the night sky, and its eyes are deep blue, like two sapphires, emitting a mysterious light.

An indescribable feeling of intimacy surged in Robbie's heart, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "Uncle Alva!"

The moment he called out the name, the originally cute blue-black cat changed rapidly as if it had heard some kind of command.

Its body gradually lengthened, its limbs became strong and powerful, and its originally round face became angular. Finally, it turned into a living person - Alva!

Although Alva was both a scientist and an inventor, he remained unusually calm in the face of something that was clearly beyond the scope of science.

After all, what could be more unscientific than raising the dead?

Although Alva's body has become like a big cat, he does not have much resistance to it.

Of course, this doesn't mean that he doesn't mind at all. After all, the little ones in the manor always like to run over and touch him, which makes him a little unhappy.

But at the same time, deep down, Alva was actually quite happy.

Because he liked the children in the manor very much, and these children seemed to be full of curiosity and love for his new look.

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"But, Uncle Alva, where on earth did you get in from?" Robbie looked at Alva with confusion. He really couldn't understand how Uncle Alva got in when the door of the room was obviously locked and the windows were nailed shut.

Alva stood there, not knowing how to explain this problem to Robbie for a moment.

Suddenly, Alva had an idea. He took a deep breath, and then his body began to change, and in the blink of an eye, he turned back into the blue-black cat.

Robbie looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, his mouth opened wide, and he couldn't believe his eyes. Before he could react, Alva had jumped onto the windowsill lightly, and then in front of him, he slowly passed through the wooden board that nailed the window shut, like a ghost, without making any sound.

Robbie was dancing with excitement, he was amused and surprised at what Uncle Alva looked like now.

Robbie was delighted to see Uncle Alva transformed into a cute cat.

"No matter how amazing it is, it's definitely not as good as you!" Uncle Alva seemed to enjoy the fun of transformation. He simply stopped changing back into a human and kept the form of a cat.

He took small, light steps and walked carefully to Robbie's side, then gently lay on Robbie's head like a soft little ball of fur.

But this really can't compare to what Robbie looks like now!

After all, ever since Robbie took his head off and tossed it around like a ball, his head has never returned to his neck.

At this moment, Robbie was sitting on the ground, holding his head, and chatting happily with Uncle Alva.

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the other side,

Although the Scotland Yard police officers were puzzled by what Norton Campbell said, they all knew that time was life, and every minute of delay increased the chance of the child being in danger.

However, Scotland Yard's "waste" nature was fully exposed at this moment.

As the sun gradually set and the night enveloped the earth like ink, they still had no clue and could not find out where the little actor named Robbie had been taken.

At the same time, there seemed to be some progress on Holmes' side.

He successfully tracked down the carriage that the robbers took when they escaped, but this was only a small clue. Who could guarantee that these cunning robbers would not change to other means of transportation during the journey?

After all, they are a group of extremely vicious criminals, and they will definitely try every possible means to evade capture.

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But compared to Holmes who was anxious as if his butt was on fire, Mycroft seemed very calm and even deliberately took his time.

Finally, when Holmes could no longer bear it and was about to quarrel with the other party, Mycroft finally asked the doubts in his heart, "Did you really not see it, Sherlock?"

Mycroft did not mention the name he usually misspelled, which proved that he was serious about his question.

"I..........."

When my brother asked this, I succeeded in silencing Holmes.

Yes, that's right. In fact, when he saw Miss Jenny for the first time, he already suspected that she was Jack the Ripper.

She was so similar to the character he had predicted and written that he became suspicious of her at first sight.

But what Holmes couldn't believe was that the plots written by those stupid romance novelists actually happened to him.

The moment I saw Miss Jenny, love seemed to come before doubt.

That's why Holmes accepted Norton Campbell's commission for the threatening letter, which seemed like a joke, so easily. His purpose was just to get more contact with Miss Jenny so that he could find evidence to help her clear her suspicion.

But the more he got along with Miss Jenny, the more the balance in Holmes' heart tilted towards her being Jack the Ripper.

Especially that night at Baskerville Hall.

Sir Henry, a huge man, wielded a huge axe with all his might, his muscles tense and each swing carried incredible power.

However, despite his desperate efforts, the axe only left shallow wounds on the ferocious hound and was unable to deal a fatal blow to it.

But Miss Jenny took a chair and beat the hound to death.

How could a woman have such great strength that she could kill this ferocious hound with just a chair?

You know, the more injured a hound is, the more ferocious its attack power will become.

But Miss Jenny's attack killed the hound directly and cracked its head.

Later, after the police took away the hound's body, Holmes examined it carefully.

After some in-depth research, he came to an astonishing conclusion: Miss Jenny had killed the hound directly and smashed its head open when she hit it on the head with the chair for the first time.

Such power is far beyond the scope of normal people.

Although Miss Jenny was also scared and hid in his arms and cried afterwards,

But Holmes could see it at a glance.

She was pretending to cry.

She wasn't afraid at all.

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This is why when Holmes knew that Mycroft wanted to come and meet Miss Jenny, he would rather jump from the second floor and break his leg to stop him from meeting Miss Jenny.

Because he knew that his brother, who was smarter than him, would be able to tell at a glance that Miss Jenny was Jack the Ripper.

"You're crazy, Sherlock!" Mycroft widened his eyes and looked at his brother in disbelief. "Now I really believe that love can make people blind..." His voice trembled a little, and he was obviously shocked by Sherlock's decision.

Mycroft took a deep breath and continued, "Besides, even if you can help her keep it a secret for a lifetime, what can you do? Do you want to marry her? Do you know what the consequences of marrying a murderer will be?" His tone was full of worry and helplessness.

Mycroft never thought that his brother, who had always been rational and calm, would abandon the truth for love.

He couldn't help but start to wonder, what was Sherlock thinking? Was he really blinded by love?

However, Mycroft is more worried about Sherlock's future. He knows that Sherlock can't really marry Miss Jenny. But if they really come to that step, how should they face the next life?

"What if they are going to have a baby?" Mycroft suddenly thought of this question, and his worries became stronger.

"The high IQ and reasoning ability of the Holmes family, plus the violent genes and absolute power of the serial killer in Miss Jenny's genes... My God, if this child is taught well, it will be fine. But if she is taught the wrong way even a little bit, she will be doomed!"

Various terrible scenes kept appearing in his mind, making him shudder.

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Seeing that his brother's mind had completely gone astray, Holmes did not want to stop him, because in fact he was still hiding something from Mycroft.

That is, he suspected that Miss Jenny might not be a real human being.

But this was just a strange guess that suddenly came to his mind.

Holmes' thoughts may be very complicated. He may hope that the existence represented by Miss Jenny is real, but he also does not want it to be true.

On the one hand, if Miss Jenny really is the kind of being that transcends human morality and legal constraints, then the moral codes and legal norms established in human society may be meaningless to her.

Just as humans slaughter cattle, sheep, chickens, dogs and other animals to satisfy their appetite, who can assert that the reason non-human creatures kill humans is simply because of hunger?

However, on the other hand, Holmes may also hope that all this is not true in his heart. Because if Miss Jenny really belongs to that non-human world that is completely different from the human world, then there is bound to be an insurmountable gap between him and Miss Jenny, and they will always be people from two different worlds.

However, the idea is not entirely unattractive.

After all, a non-human world that humans have never set foot in, full of unknowns and mysteries, is undoubtedly extremely attractive to a curious person like Holmes.

This world may have rules, culture and values ​​that are completely different from those of human society. Exploring such a world may bring him unprecedented experiences and enlightenment.