The atmosphere in the bathroom became a little quiet.

Sherlock looked at Brooke, not knowing what to say.

Brooke looked at Sherlock, wanting to say something but can't say it.

"Is it the mirror you broke?"

Sherlock asked seriously.

But he didn't want the answer, after all, he was facing a cat.

But then I thought about it again:

"This cat can enter the world in the mirror, from a cat to a human, and from a human to a cat. Although the process is bizarre, it is certainly an alien, not an ordinary pet."

"Maybe it can really understand what I say?"

Thinking of this, Sherlock looked at the black cat again, and his eyes were a little complicated.

After all, he witnessed the catwoman "no film left"...

Brooke didn't answer.

Because she was still in shock.

The dark red small and exquisite "Sleeping Nightmare" bell worn on her neck was now a strange energy surged.

The energy is like a "dashed line", connecting Sherlock with her.

In the blink of an eye, Brooke fully understood the sensing:

“He is really my ‘sleeper’…”

"Oh my God! I did something wrong, why did he become the 'sleeper'... Why did I see him first..."

In Brooke's eyes, although Sherlock is a real human, the founder of the real firm, and a real top student at Botzinham University.

But she could still see that there was darkness behind Sherlock.

The darkness is like a deep and endless terrifying abyss!

No matter how Brooke observes, she can't see any privacy.

This is why she is afraid to get along with Sherlock.

In her knowledge system, if a superb in the seventh level cannot see a trace of privacy of a mortal, it means that the other party has strength far surpassed her.

Even this kind of strength is hidden, but once it breaks out, it will be extremely terrifying.

There is another more important reason, that is, Booke's extraordinary ability comes from the "Britain of Life", and the seventh level is called "Dark Night Priest".

In the late night or under the moonlight, her extraordinary abilities are even better.

Any object with life characteristics, whether humans, monsters, secret dolls, etc., can see a trace of reality and predict some dangers in advance.

But these abilities are completely ineffective in front of Sherlock.

Failure means higher and more terrifying danger!

So in his heart, Brooke tried his best to resist living with Sherlock.

But now she has to face the reality-

Sherlock is her sleeper!

Only by Sherlock's side can she get the blessing effect of defending death.

Only by Sherlock's side can she get the blood of the sleeper, receive the blessing of life, and receive the bonus of extraordinary abilities.

If he is a weak person, Brooke is completely acceptable.

To be more exaggerated, Brooke can kill the sleeping person he despised and find ways to make the "Sleeping Nightmare" fall asleep.

Then find an opportunity to approach a satisfied person, open the "Sleeping Nightmare" and continue to get a new sleeper.

"I can't attack him, temptation will only bring unpredictable great dangers!"

"What's more, he is now my sleeper. I accept his blood first and try to stay together for a while. The deeper he hides, the safer I will be."

Brooke thought silently, firmly accepted the result.

Sherlock looked at the black cat strangely.

"Why doesn't it speak? Is it guilty?"

"Okay, it's really troublesome to cut a drop of blood..."

Sherlock turned around with heartache, picked up a piece of broken glass beside the washbasin, gritted his teeth, frowned, and slowly tugged it on his fingertips.

But in a moment, a drop of blood appeared.

There was no more... Sherlock quickly stopped, squeezed out the precious blood, and handed it to the black cat in front of him.

Brooke nodded excitedly and nervously, expressing his gratitude, then stuck out his tongue and gently licked Sherlock's fingertips.

Sherlock felt a numbness of electricity.

The blood was obtained by Brooke. She closed her pupils and instantly, a strange and mysterious energy surge came from the seal of the neck "Sleeping Nightmare" bell.

In just a blink of an eye, Brooke's black cat shape began to change again.

Sherlock was stunned and quickly picked up the antique book to cover his eyes.

"I understand! I understand!"

Brooke murmured to herself, her enchanting female body recovered again, and her skin was shining, showing a unique charm.

“……The passage of time will awaken your instinct. Follow the truth and you will get the truth…”

Brooke finally understood what the great immortal existence said.

"He is not only my sleeper, but also the 'truth' that I must follow! Only by his side can I get all unknown answers!"

As Brooke talked to himself, extremely slight and simple handwriting appeared on the seal bell, as if the family identification text on pet accessories: "Sherlock Kidd".

"So this is the effect of life blessing..."

"I feel the ability to flourish and have the ability to approach the 6th level!"

"It's really amazing to be a B2-21 seal!"

"Praise my Lord!! Praise the great and immortal existence!!"

Brooke was joyful and excited, and his previous worries about Sherlock were wiped out.

From now on, she was wholeheartedly trying to stay with Sherlock.

She opened her eyes in surprise and prepared to say thank you.

but!

"ah......"

A scream broke the tranquility of the second floor office.

Brooke covered her body, her face flushed with shame, and immediately rushed into Sherlock's bedroom like a gust of wind.

Bang! The bedroom door was closed heavily, and Brooke screamed again.

Sherlock blocked one eye with a small antique book, and looked at the bedroom with the other eye, feeling a little confused.

"What's my business?"

"What should I do when I was late at night? Should I sleep in the bathroom?"
Chapter completed!