[Comprehensive British and American] Those years when I opened a dessert shop on Baker Street

Residents of Baker Street can see a few blue butterflies passing through the street every day. It is a rare thing to see butterflies in cold winter. They also seem to have a goal, and they don’t stay for the surrounding scenery at all. They flap their fans Fly away with wings.

After the daughter-in-law Flora's incident, life seems to have calmed down again. The "Adams Family" dessert shop is open as usual. Sherlock often goes to Scotland Yard to help deal with some small and big cases. Mycroft He would come to Baker Street for three days, and Winsty had to entertain him with free desserts. He later became one of the most unwelcome guests. Mycroft and Winsty knew it. Now there is a shared secret.

The weather in London has shown signs of warming these days. When Mrs. Hudson opened the window, she would ask, "Is spring coming soon?"

And her ignorant resident will give a lot of analysis, and then say: "It's still long before spring!"

Winsty felt that everyone was waiting for spring, and so was she, who wanted to pick the most beautiful flowers for flower cakes.

But a calm life would always be followed by a wave. The second letter from "Jack the Ripper" arrived at the end of December. This time he did not leave it in Scotland Yard, but threw it directly at the gate of 221 Baker Street.

The person who picked up the letter was Mrs. Hudson, and when she saw Sherlock's name on the envelope, she handed it over.

Still pure white envelopes, red wax paint, the seal of "Gate of Freedom", pale yellow parchment, and elegant cursive English.

Mr Holmes:

Hello sir, you don't seem to like the Christmas present I gave you very much, this must be the reason why I didn't think carefully, but it doesn't matter, I have prepared a new present for you.

Catch me if you can.

Jack the Ripper

This time he did not attach another book.

Sherlock and Winsty looked at each other, this time was more confusing than last time, no one could figure out what kind of medicine was sold in his gourd.

Lestrade's phone call also came at this time: "Sherlock, turn on the TV."

It has been a long time since London has had any big news. Apart from the weather, what people talk about is the fireworks on Christmas Eve. It was the biggest event in recent years. The sky became a canvas, and the fireworks filled the sky, as brilliant as flowers. Time is like a rainbow rain.

Sherlock and Winsty were also among the crowd watching the fireworks that day. Although the gentleman kept saying that something made of a mixture of meth and hair coloring was so good, he finally joined hundreds of people in London, with His girlfriend watched the grand fireworks together.

Wensty made a wish when the red fireworks rose to the sky. After returning, she said that she would write a New Year letter to her family. In fact, she hid one for Sherlock among a bunch of family letters. She did not give it to him, but It was conveyed to Mycroft, and the most suitable delivery time was explained.

Life is like fireworks, the splendor is followed by loneliness - this sentence is written by Calvin Lawson, the most famous British male singer, in his latest single.

No one interpreted a sentence, and the artist always felt one way or another, until Sherlock turned on the TV, and the most important news after Christmas Eve was broadcast on the news: Calvin Lawson was going to commit suicide live.

Therefore, everyone began to interpret what Calvin wrote in the single. This is no longer a simple sentence of emotion. Many people think that it is a person who has seen the wind and waves in Vanity Fair and has seen through the essence of luxury and money.

Calvin Lawson's live broadcast has already started. He is in a pure white room with empty surroundings, dressed in white, sitting cross-legged, with his eyes closed, without saying a word.

Public opinion has exploded. Calvin's fans are running around looking for him. A group of fans gathered at the gate of Calvin's brokerage company on a cold and windy winter day to put pressure on the brokerage company. Calvin's manager and family members are also anxious. Crazy, Calvin said three days ago that he was going to look for creative inspiration, and then disappeared. He would always disappear for a while and reappear for a while. This is his normal state, and no one can contact him.

Sherlock stared at the TV screen, and saw no other information except that Calvin was currently in a state of hunger, but at least it could be inferred that he did not take some messy drugs.

After the doctor washed Flora's stomach last time, it was determined from the secretion of the gastric juice that this woman had taken all the drugs she thought could kill her.

This is the second gift from "Jack the Ripper". There is no doubt that Calvin Lawson corresponds to a celebrity. Who else in the UK is more famous than him?

The top priority now is to find Calvin Lawson, the sooner the better, who knows when this (brainwashed) lunatic will end his life?

The picture in the news seemed to be still, but time was actually passing by. Wensty folded the paper butterfly much faster. She chanted a spell, and the paper butterfly was infused with spiritual power and flew out of Baker Street.

"Follow it."

Sherlock had to admit that these little butterflies did have their magic.

Sherlock also has his magic. He has the same inexplicable strange ability as magical power-hailing a taxi at random.

A taxi pulled up in front of them.

"London taxis really love you deeply." Wen Sidi sighed silently.

Sherlock's face suddenly showed a stinking expression.

The radio station in the taxi is also broadcasting news about Calvin Lawson, and the background music is one of his songs called "Towards Freedom", and one line in it is: I want to release the God in my heart.

It turned out that he had already hinted at his belief in the song.

The driver asked them, "Where are you two going?"

"Follow the blue butterfly ahead."

The driver was taken aback for a moment, then stepped on the gas pedal, thinking that he really met a rare customer today.

The butterfly flew to a dilapidated church in the outskirts, the melodious bells were still ringing in the square, the taxi couldn't drive in, and after paying, Sherlock and Winsty followed the butterfly inside.

The ceiling of the church was bare with a large piece of wall skin, exposing red bricks. No one had been here for a long time, and several pieces of glass were broken, and the winter wind penetrated through the broken places.

The Psylocke didn't stop flying forward, and Sherlock and Winsty followed closely, holding hands.

Lingdie leads to the bottom of the church through the hut where she confessed to the priest. Unlike the top of the church, although there is only a narrow corridor below, the walls are whitewashed and clean.

Walk through this corridor, behind an ivory wooden door, and there is Calvin Lawson.

He had been waiting for a long time. As a musician, his ears were extremely sensitive. He could hear two people walking to his door with rhythmic steps.

No one but Calvin Lawson himself knows why he came to this place, including his girlfriend who has always regarded herself as his soul mate. They have been together for ten years and they are the most talked about in the whole of Britain. The couple received even more attention than the prince and princess.

But Calvin Lawson never regarded her as a soul mate. His soul belonged to God, so he would not be with a mortal.

The God of God is the only fetter in his life in this world. He should have sacrificed his life for the God of God long ago, but the envoy kept talking about "the time has not yet come". The messenger can communicate directly with the God of God. Orders, but never tell him when is the right time.

Until Christmas day, he received the mission.

The messenger's arrest warrant was posted all over the UK, but he did not leave the UK, but wore a white suit, as holy as an angel, without the vicissitudes of being hunted down, and always as gentle as a spring breeze. Xia leisurely walked up to Calvin Lawson and said to him, "The time has come."

These four words became the best birthday gift Calvin Lawson ever received in his life.

The messenger asked him to go back to where it all started.

This dilapidated church is where everything started. He is an orphan and was abandoned here since he was a child. His shelter is under the church. There are too many intrigues and flashy waves in Vanity Fair, and the cold white walls here will always be Keep him awake.

Calvin Lawson heard the footsteps stop before the door.

People watching the live broadcast in front of the TVs all over the UK found that Calvin Lawson, who was motionless and closed his eyes, stood up. He got up and walked to the camera to turn off the camera, and the live broadcast was interrupted.

It's like a cockroach thrown into a pond full of fish, everyone knows that the live broadcast interruption means Calvin Lawson is going to die, the news media follows this news, reporters are already writing about Calvin Lawson News of his death by suicide caused his fans to collapse. Some extreme fans even wanted to die on the same day as their idol. Scotland Yard received continuous calls to the police, and London ambulances ushered in a busy day.

Calvin Lawson went to open the door to his two visitors, the first and last in his house.

"Welcome," said Calvin Lawson to his visitor, "it's a rough place, and there's no tea or refreshment to entertain you."

Wensty had seen Calvin Lawson on TV. He was thinner than he looked on TV, and he had lost his star aura. Now he was a lunatic who was harmed by the concept of "Freedom Gate".

"Do you really know what you're doing?" Winsty stared at him.

"Of course, I'm going to release the God in me..." He softly hummed his own song.

"Do you really know what the God you worship is like?"

"I don't care." Calvin smiled slightly. "I just know that he is cruel. After he comes out, human beings will go to the end. This makes me very happy."

"Extreme anti-social personality." Sherlock said, Calvin nodded, his eyes showing amazing joy.

"You want to see the end of mankind, but so many people love you?"

"Little girl, I was first abandoned before I was loved."

Calvin looked at her with the eyes of an ignorant child. He dedicated his life to God, and God took revenge on mankind on his behalf. This was an idea that had been rooted in his heart since he was a child.

"How are you going to end your life?" Sherlock asked.

Calvin met Sherlock's pale blue eyes, his eyes full of admiration.

"I have a gun in my pocket, and I will shoot here in five minutes." Calvin pointed his forehead with his index and middle fingers.

"You know we're here to stop you (suicide), so how do you plan to interfere with our stop?" Sherlock looked calm, he understood that it was not that simple.

Carlson opened his hands and circled Sherlock: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Holmes. If all human beings in this world are like you, maybe it's worth my nostalgia."

He leaned closer to Sherlock's ear: "I have a remote sensing chip installed on my body. If my heart doesn't stop beating after 5 minutes... oh, it's not 5 minutes now, a car full of elementary school students going to the museum The bus will explode."

Sherlock pursed his lips tightly, his light blue eyes seemed to be blown by the sea breeze.

With his charming smile, Calvin Lawson said the same words as Flora: "Mr. Holmes, the game has begun, don't lose everything."

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