Operation Red Book

"If you dare to imitate me again, I will pull out your tongue and make five hairbands of different colors for Ivy."

Dorian's face suddenly darkened. He stared fiercely at Holmes' brown eyes, but he didn't expect that the other person, a mere human being, was several times worse than he thought.

"Oh, is it so?"

Holmes narrowed his eyes sarcastically and bent his body with a mysterious smile.

The two men were very close to each other, and their shoulders, one long and one broad, cast a faint shadow in the dark night.

Dorian could feel the right side of his face getting hot from Holmes' breath, and he could also smell the faint bitter aroma on his body.

He leaned back in disgust. No matter how dirty and despicable a demon was, he would hate this kind of extreme distance with no sense of boundaries.

He, a demon who is scolded by everyone, knows what respect and manners are. Why do male creatures in the world look weirder and more brainless than each other...

Holmes didn't think so much. He stuck out his long tongue at Dorian and said provocatively:

"Come on, let's see if you dare... This is SCO, I'm Ivy's guardian."

"She is behind that door. She will see your pretty face as soon as she opens the door."

"If you don't want to alarm her, you'd better treat me like your respected father-in-law and serve me comfortably!"

"Don't wait until this trouble is not solved before another bigger trouble comes along!"

"Crying? I'm not one of those noble ladies who like delicate skin and tender flesh... If you dare to act arrogantly in front of me again, be careful or I will make sure you never get close to SCO in your life!"

In an instant, Dorian completely lost his arrogance under Holmes' absolute suppression.

He returned to that dejected and frustrated look again, and replied angrily and weakly: "Yes, sir..."

"Alright, get lost! Once you've fixed the barrier, get out of here."

Holmes raised his hands and loudly reprimanded Dorian like a little leader.

"We set up the barrier to prevent uninvited evil forces like you from breaking into SCO."

"I'll check it carefully later. Don't let me find any loopholes that I accidentally left. I know all these little tricks!"

"If I get punished or scolded for this... be careful, I'll cut off your sheep horns, grind them into powder, fill it with hot water, and feed it to my grandma to supplement calcium!"

"understood……"

Hearing the answer he wanted, Holmes immediately raised his lips proudly.

He waved his hand lazily and walked towards the closed door in a nonchalant manner.

"Mr. Sherlock Holmes..."

Not long after, a hesitant and cautious voice blew towards Holmes' back along the wet evening breeze.

Holmes paused, but did not turn around.

"I am the leader of GH..."

"I know."

"GH and SCO are two irreconcilable organizations..."

"I know too."

"We represent Hell and have devoured countless souls... You represent humanity and have always wanted to wipe out these poisonous insects like us..."

"So you know."

"I approached humans only to hide my identity... I just wanted to devour Ivy's soul, kill Joshua and eradicate SCO, and I just wanted to complete the mission given to me by Lord Satan..."

"I understand it clearly and I will remember it by heart."

"Then why did you save me!"

Dorian's voice was trembling slightly, and one could tell the nasal tone of his cry without turning around.

"Then why did you expend so much energy to seriously injure Jobs?"

Holmes replied calmly.

"Because he is a heretic from hell, a thorn in the side of Lord Satan. He is my enemy, and I have never thought of not killing him from the beginning."

"Then why did you send the three of us back to SCO after you were seriously injured."

"You are human beings. You cannot bear the injury. If you don't get treatment in time, you will die..."

"Then why did you suffer so much pain inside the SCO barrier and burn yourself to break through it?"

Holmes paused, turned his head and continued.

"Hilda's automatic weapons and Victor's ice cones are both quite powerful and can cause irreversible damage to you demons."

"At that time, you knew better than anyone that even if you were a powerful demon, you would get hurt or even die... So why did you still risk your life?"

"I... because... because Ivy is going to die soon..."

Dorian cried like a baby, and was choked with sobs that he could hardly speak.

"She was in my arms, her breathing gradually became weaker, her body gradually became stiff, and her temperature gradually dropped... I could hardly feel her heartbeat, and I couldn't even smell the breath of a living person..."

"I panicked, I really panicked..."

"I'm not a doctor, I can't treat her... I can't save her, I can't do anything..."

Dorian lowered his head, and transparent tears flashed in the darkness.

His voice gradually lowered, and sadness filled the air.

"I want to see her shining black eyes, I want to hear her pounding heartbeat, I want to feel her moving in my arms, I want Ivy like this, a lively and bright life..."

"I don't want her to die, I want... I want her to live..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dorian suddenly raised his head.

He opened his eyes wide, and his pink red lips trembled rapidly again and again.

In the silent and free atmosphere, a breeze ruffled his hair and also disturbed his heart.

The ice cube that had been there for a long time finally broke its shell.

A warm current flowed out from the ice and instantly filled the entire chest.

The problem that I have been unable to figure out for some time finally has the most reasonable explanation.

"I'm sick! Asmodeus is right! The infectious diseases of you humans can also infect demons..."

Dorian's voice trembled, and what burst out from his throat was a strong and uncontrollable emotion.

Holmes chuckled. "That's great..."

"Human infectious diseases are terrible, but luckily the one you contracted was the most worthwhile one."

"You bullshit!"

"I'm not talking nonsense! This disease will infect anyone who comes to the human world. So far, no one has been able to escape it."

Holmes laughed several times, his laughter was as crisp as freshly picked cabbages.

"You're done, little devil..."

"You met a human being who made you willingly fall into his own trap..."

"Warm reminder, be prepared..."

"You will sink deeper and deeper into the abyss, and even the most terrible death will not be able to pull you back to the shore..."

"This disease cannot be cured."