Operation Red Book

"Hurry up, Joshua, we're going to lose you." Moriarty urged from the front.

Joshua shuddered violently, dodged a few stones on the grass, and trotted to catch up with Moriarty.

"Also, I had an idea about Ms. Popa a long time ago." Moriarty whispered in Joshua's ear.

"She was transferred to London not long ago, participated in Hell's plan, and collected souls at London Bridge... Do you think she will be a member of GH?"

"I must admit that I have long considered her as one of the members of GH..."

"Why GH?"

“Didn’t you guess it first…” Joshua raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Perhaps?" His expression immediately relaxed. "You suspect that GH is not the only organization that collects souls?"

"We have to be on guard." Moriarty smiled mysteriously.

Joshua pursed his lips and nimbly jumped over several mushrooms lurking in the darkness.

He didn't want to explore any further about hell, GH, and witches.

As for the changes in his temper, impatience and emotionality, he has clearly felt the impact of the consciousness space.

Joshua knew that he couldn't do two things at once, otherwise his academic performance wouldn't be so poor that he would be in the middle or lower class of the class.

The witch's consciousness space is unknown. Now he is walking in a dark forest. There is no moon in the sky and wild beasts are everywhere. Bell is still alive or dead, and Ivy is still in a coma...

Finding a way to crack this world and protecting the lives of yourself and your partners is what you need to consider right now.

Thinking of this, Joshua quickened his pace again, trying to keep up with Moriarty who was walking in leather shoes.

"I know you have your own reasons for doing this, Mr. Moriarty, but I imagine you must have another reason."

"Are the two words 'guess' and 'certain' somewhat contradictory?"

"Sorry, forgot you're a strict college professor."

"It's okay. Speaking of this, I actually want to know what you think."

"You took great pains to separate us so that the enemies lurking in the darkness would relax their vigilance and be able to find them one by one more quickly."

"I guess there is more than one enemy waiting to ambush us. Instead of defeating them one by one, it is better to catch them all at once."

"Let Mr. Jacob act alone because you need him to go ahead and explore the way and thoroughly understand the structure of this forest."

"Jacob can move very quickly in a short period of time. If conditions permit, he can visit every corner of China in a day... Remember, this is China."

"What else?" Joshua looked at the smiling Moriarty and continued to ask.

"I said, this is a consciousness space created by a witch. Her only purpose is to make us die quickly. Therefore, everything in this forest is questionable." Moriarty turned his head and replied.

"I want to monitor it myself to see if that person is an undercover agent."

"Undercover?"

The weight of this word was so strong that Joshua lost his pace and almost tripped over a beautiful bright red mushroom.

"Undercover!"

He looked at the white figure in front of him and exclaimed in disbelief.

"From the moment you entered the consciousness space, I have been reminding you that everything around you is a spell cast by a witch."

Moriarty's smile was gone, and his tone was solemn and stern.

"Dangers and traps are everywhere. Be careful not to step on empty planks, or you will end up in an irreparable situation."

Joshua was sure he hadn't said it, at least two-thirds of it.

But teachers are like this. They always feel that this knowledge point has been explained countless times, but it only stays in students' minds for no more than three seconds.

"For example, have you noticed the danger that has been lurking behind us?"

Moriarty's tone remained unchanged. He glanced at the trees beside him, with the dagger in his sleeve already ready in his palm.

But Joshua was not as well-trained as Moriarty. Although a cool breeze brushed past his ears, the temperature around him rose rapidly like the author's high blood pressure.

He looked around anxiously, but could see nothing but the swaying shadows of the trees.

“Don’t take it out!”

Seeing Joshua tremblingly taking out a long cylindrical shadow, Moriarty hurriedly spoke out to stop him.

But it was still slow, more than a second slower.

I want to make it clear up front that this is not Moriarty's fault, nor is it Joshua's fault.

Because, just as Joshua was about to put his weapon back into his trouser pocket, he realized that the touch of the hilt was wrong.

The long cylinder is still a long cylinder, and the cold feeling is still cold, but this is not a rigid block of iron, but a smooth one with small grooves and some curves...

Joshua was instantly frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. With trembling wrists, he quickly took out the things in his trouser pocket.

With the help of the starry sky, Joshua and Moriarty could see the long cylinder in their hands - a banana.

"What the fxxk..." Joshua blurted out a world-famous quote in disbelief.

“Woooooooooooooo——”

Before Joshua and Moriarty could recover from the shock of their weapons turning into "bananas", a long and long howl came from behind them.

"what sound!"

Joshua quickly turned around holding the banana, but there was nothing behind him except the unclear darkness and the shadows of trees swaying in the starry sky.

"That's strange. I clearly heard some sound..."

Joshua exchanged glances with Moriarty and turned his head back in confusion.

Just as the two turned their heads, a black shadow flew past Joshua's eyes with a whoosh, drifting from one end to the other like a flying swallow.

Joshua straightened his body instantly, beads of sweat covered his head, and he subconsciously clenched the lightsaber in his hand... No, it's a banana... No...

The starlight was reflected in Joshua's flaxen eyes. They jumped up and down along with his pupils, without any sympathy for the shock and shaking shown in his pupils.

"Wait a minute..."

"What?"

Joshua moved the long cylinder in his hand with trembling hands again until it was parallel to their line of sight.

As expected, the banana was gone, forget it, and the lightsaber certainly wasn’t back either.

In Joshua's hand was an old green cucumber.

“Woo-woo-ooh—oh-oh—”

The strange sound spread throughout the two people's bodies again, and Yuzhia and Moriarty's hearts were lifted up.

Joshua held the cucumber in his hand in front of his chest, not letting it out of his sight.

Moriarty pinched the hilt of the sword in his sleeve, repeatedly checking whether his weapon had not been replaced.

The two of them stood back to back, constantly alert to various sounds around them.

The sound of falling leaves and swaying branches filled the forest, making it difficult for them to hear other sounds.

Joshua tried to keep his tired eyes open and observe every move in the woods.

The worst thing is that Alexander and his two companions had already disappeared along the road ahead.

As a result, Joshua not only lost his weapon, but also lost the "undercover" hiding in it.

Watching two important things slip away right before his eyes, Joshua felt a surge of anger in his heart.

His tone was somewhat impatient: "They disappeared, Mr. Moriarty, what should we do now?"

"Don't worry, they are right in front of you. If you speed up your pace, you can catch up with them. The first thing to do is to get your lightsaber back from this naughty little monkey."

Moriarty replied calmly, his voice low and his light blue eyes gleaming coldly and alertly.

Joshua moved his feet carefully, trying to calm the anxiety and boredom in his heart.

"Calm down, Joshua. Having patience is like having a championship ribbon..."

Of course, Moriarty was patient, and Joshua was half as patient, but it was impatient…

Because just as Moriarty finished speaking, it could no longer hold back and pounced on Moriarty's golden head with all its might.

Moriarty's light blonde hair is beautiful and bright, and it still shines in the darkness.

It was by finding that bright hair color that Joshua was able to easily and quickly locate Moriarty from the depths of the dark woods.

Of course it won't let go of such a conspicuous target easily.