[Zhongyingmei] My brother's name is Hannibal

When Mia returned, they were sitting around the fire and chatting. Although the Japanese wife could not speak French well, others could understand what she meant. When Ruth saw Mia come back, she asked her what was wrong with her eyes.

Mia sat down with her clothes in her arms. She sighed and whispered to Ruth, "I think I must have offended God in my last life." That's why I have a lot of ups and downs in the world of rebirth, especially when Sherlock is not far away. when the place.

Ruth pinched Mia's frustrated face, "Drink some water, I brought some biscuits, do you want some?"

Speaking of water, Mia suddenly felt bad.Her stomach was so distended that she had to get up again and walk in the completely opposite direction. She still had to solve her physical problems and couldn't wait any longer.

She walked back with a radiant face, and found that there was suddenly an extra person in the circle around the fire.

"Hi, I'm Sherlock." The 20-year-old youth showed her a smile that Mia could see right away, "Can I form a team with you?"

When they were all sitting together, Mia smiled at him, boy, you are awesome.

Sherlock seemed to answer the questions everyone asked him very politely, but in fact he didn't reveal anything, didn't say a few words, just sat there indifferently and stretched out his hands to warm the fire.

Luke moved his body, he seemed hesitant to speak, and finally complained to Mia quietly while giving Mia food, "That guy, do you know him? I think he can wear a bathrobe It's not a good man to run out and grab a girl's hand."

"Hold the girl's hand?" Mia looked at Sherlock in surprise. She probably didn't expect the old single dog in the British drama to take the girl's hand. "When did you see that?" She asked At that time, I was drunk and didn't know that I was the person involved.

Luke looked at her inexplicably, and answered vaguely, "It's in the hotel... By the way, do you really know this guy? He seems to know your name."

"We knew each other when I was a child," Mia lowered her head and made a snowball in front of her, "We are neighbors." Although we are a little far apart.

"Then," Luke subconsciously glanced at Sherlock, then turned his eyes away immediately, "What's your relationship...?"

Mia: "Know the relationship of the name."

Luke: "Oh." It doesn't seem like a relationship by name at all.

The winking Luke stopped talking. He looked at the sky. They started climbing at two o'clock in the afternoon. It was probably time for dinner, and Robert hadn't come back yet.

"Kato, do you need something to eat?" The Japanese wife asked her husband in a low voice, but he seemed a little absent-minded, eating the bread in his hand and staring at the flames.

After Mia had finished drinking the potato soup, Robert came back covered in snow, with a strong body and a beard on his face.

It seemed that he hadn't found it. Robert didn't say a word. He squatted beside the stove with his bag on his back, asking everyone if they still needed to climb up.

After all, it was just the beginning of the climb, so Ruth packed her things excitedly and prepared to continue going up.The Japanese husband seemed a little reluctant, but there were four people on Ruth's side, including Sherlock who also packed up.The young man named Kato had no choice but to follow up, and his wife Xiang Hui also went up silently, and her physical strength was not bad.

Mia walked on the periphery, and Sherlock walked first a few meters in front of her. When Mia looked up, he would occasionally talk to Robert next to him. The snow on the mountain was white, and he couldn't hear any chats if he stood far away. With a sound, she sniffed and took a bigger step.

After only climbing for more than an hour, Mia felt that her legs were not her own anymore. Looking at the peak where she could not see the distance, she camped in a relatively wind-proof area with the large army.

"Someone must keep vigil," said Robert, who was cooking bread soup by the fire, that is, throwing bread crumbs into it, adding some cheese and cooking it for a while. At that time, this was already quite filling food, "no one knows what will happen on the Eiger".

Sherlock sat a little further away, chewing his own food and drinking water, looking lonely.Mia felt numb when Nick saw it, and Mia also looked over, "What's wrong?"

"Why don't you send a bowl over there, there's still a lot in the pot."

Robert scooped up a bowl and gave it to Mia, "Give it to your friend, it's okay."

Mia didn't know when she had been judged to be Sherlock's friend. Although she didn't want to get too close to him, she still didn't say anything and sent the bowl over.

Sherlock looked up at Mia, with a special British bass in French, he acted very gentlemanly, stood up from the snow and took the bowl, compared to Mia who is 1.6 meters, he is already 1.8 Rice, "Oh, thank you for the hot soup."

Mia didn't like the feeling of being overlooked, so she took two steps back, "You're welcome."

Robert dug a snow cave before dark. He carried the glass-covered oil lamp he brought from the hotel and went out again when it was snowing lightly. He seemed to be going out to find Rich again. He didn’t explain anything and accompanied him in the snow. With the visual shielding effect of darkness, they disappeared from their field of vision in a short while.

Watching the night is a very hard job. There were originally four men, but now there are only three left. The girls only kept watch for less than an hour, and the men took the initiative to take over the rest of the time.

Mia was warming up by the fire outside her tent, and it was her turn to watch the night. She seemed to be sleepy after only squinting for a while, and she shook her head, trying to open her eyes and look around. The snoring of the tent, being alone is too boring and drowsy.

It was the creaking sound of feet stepping on the snow, coming from behind Mia.

Her brain was awake, but her body couldn't keep up with her thoughts. Before she could turn her head, the person behind her had already approached her and sat beside her.

"It's not your turn yet." Mia yawned, thinking it was someone, which made her heart beat faster.

"I'm just worried that you will fall asleep and no one will keep watch." Sherlock lowered his eyes and shook the snow particles on his feet. "There is still an hour, do you need help?"

Mia rubbed her eyes, "I can hold on, how do you want to help me? Keep vigil for me?"

"Of course not," Sherlock said with a certain irrepressible pleasure in his voice, "there is a special way to keep you awake."

Mia: "I don't want to know at all, thanks." She yawned again.

"I promise it will work," the young man raised his hand, "I won't do anything to you, just chatting."

"Just chatting?" Mia looked at him suspiciously, "Tell me about the case you solved? Mr. Sherlock, I'm not interested in bloody cases, and I don't want to know how you solved the case."

"A few days ago, when I was bored, I browsed through the books in the library," he waved his hand. "In addition to books of professional knowledge, I also found some interesting stories. New experience."

"Want to hear it?" Sherlock spoke to her in a low voice like a wolf tempting a lamb into a trap.

"Mia!"

Ruth's voice suddenly came to mind in the tent. Mia stepped into the trap with half of her feet and was pulled back. She hurriedly stood up from the snow in response, "Here we come!"

When she turned around, she turned her head to Sherlock to express her refusal, "I think it's better for me not to listen, thank you for your proposal."

"Think about it," Sherlock shrugged. He didn't set up a tent. He also dug a snow cave like Robert, not far from Mia's tent.

The night passed peacefully, and Mia went back to sleep in the tent an hour later, though she was shivering a little.The clothes on her body didn't seem to be tightly wrapped, and there was always a trace of cold air seeping into the clothes. She didn't know how she fell asleep, and she didn't hear any movement outside.When he woke up the next day, Robert had already returned. His eyes were black and blue, as if he hadn't slept all night.

"Good morning," Robert looked up at Mia, "You got up early, it's not yet full light."

The edge of the rose-colored sky still has a little blue that hasn't faded. Today's weather seems to be pretty good. Mia tied up her hair and leaned against the snow to watch a sunrise. This was probably the first sunrise she had seen in many years.

"I'm going down the mountain today," Kato said with a cold face at twelve o'clock in the noon. He seemed to be unable to stand the harsh environment on the mountain. He packed up his things and was ready to leave at any time.

Sherlock took another sip of his soup, remembering the panic he had heard last night.

"Let's eat first." Robert brought the bowl over, "It takes energy to go down the mountain."

Kato didn't answer with a cold face, his wife looked at Robert apologetically and then took the soup, "Thank you."

Ruth seemed to want to ease the atmosphere. She took a sip of the soup and said with a smile, "Mr. Robert's cooking skills are awesome. Your wife must always appreciate your cooking skills."

Robert stood up. "I don't have a wife yet."

Ruth smiled and stopped talking, but Kato looked at Robert more while sitting aside drinking soup.

Because of Kato, the group's journey was interrupted, and Mia didn't really want to go up, so she packed her things and prepared to go down the mountain.

"Let's take a rest." Robert looked at the situation down the mountain. "Maybe it will rain."

Maybe it was because she didn't sleep well last night. Mia felt extremely sleepy. She leaned on her backpack and closed her eyes for a nap, but she didn't expect that she would fall asleep soon after closing her eyes.

too weird.

It seemed to be dark when she woke up. Mia wanted to turn around and get up, but found that the space she was in was so small that she could hardly turn around.

"Don't move," came Sherlock's voice, just above her head, "It's been drugged."