[Shen Xia] Britannia Rose

Isabella thought of Mycroft's dark face at the end, and silently gave Sherlock a thumbs up in her heart, but now, she might not be able to show the slightest joy, because she is now sitting in McCoff's little black car .

Five minutes ago, Mycroft took her into the car on the grounds that it was "too late for His Highness's safety". As for Sherlock, McCoff gave him an indifferent smile, and then ruthlessly Closing the car door, leaving Sherlock yelling angrily at the back of the car: "I don't care about your broken car, the poor car sank three centimeters when you sat in it!"

Isabella secretly looked at Sherlock who was sprayed with car exhaust from the rearview mirror, and she couldn't help laughing.The little black car is no longer the same as it was three years ago, but the cars of officials are all the same, always simple black, always thickened and reinforced bulletproof glass.However, this time there was a short-haired woman sitting in the co-pilot. She wore black-rimmed glasses. Isabella could tell at a glance that it was just an ornament, and her lenses were too flat.The woman keeps her hair down texting, and Isabella is sure it's McCoff's new secretary.

"I didn't expect you to have a younger brother." Isabella broke the silence in the car.

"Yes," Mycroft smiled, "As you can see, I don't have a good relationship with him, and my close attention to my younger brother who always gets into trouble has distracted me too much."

"Uh," Isabella reassured him, "it's okay, maybe it's just a little rascal in the rebellious period..."

After finishing speaking, Mycroft smiled meaningfully. He took a deep look at Isabella, and it took her a few seconds to react. Why did she say this? !Why does this sentence seem to be making fun of herself?

"..." Isabella decided to keep her mouth shut. She leaned obediently on the leather seat and turned her head away from looking at McCoff.

The car stopped firmly downstairs in the dormitory, and Isabella thanked McCoff.Her dormitory at Cambridge University is a single room, which can save a lot of unnecessary trouble. The first time she checked in here, she took an infrared detector to test the room from the inside to the outside, and made sure that there was no camera in the room. .

She went to take off her makeup first, and when she was lying on the bed, she always felt a little uneasy, as if she had forgotten something, Isabella looked at the clock, it was eleven o'clock in the evening, and thought twice about giving Auston Sent a text message.

"When is the next meeting time for the rose party? - Isa"

Text messages were answered quickly.

"Saturday night, Antanalair. - AH"

It was too late, Isabella bit her lip, she couldn't guarantee that John Openshaw could wait until that time.The third letter was sent from the East End of London, which indicated that the group had arrived in London, and this time the time difference was shorter than the previous two.

"Help me find out about the KKK, hurry up. You just need to find someone who can sell me this information, and I'll talk about the rest. ——Isa"

Isabella couldn't resist the attack of sleepiness, she dropped the phone, her eyelids were heavy, she was gradually dragged into sleep by sleepiness.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Isabella woke up on time. She called John Openshaw three times, but no one answered.Isabella had a bad premonition. Just in time, Auston sent a text message. He gave Isabella a series of mobile phone numbers, saying that the person on the other side of the phone could provide information about KKK.

Isabella pulled out another modified mobile phone, which contained a calling card without any personal information, and she called there.The bell rang three times and was quickly connected.

She deliberately lowered her voice and said, "Hello? I want to know about the KKK. You can buy this information or exchange other information."

"I don't want any information, it's useless to me..." The man on the other side of the phone said in a panic, "I just want money!"

Isabella was puzzled. In the previous transactions at the rose party, most people were not short of money, and they preferred to ask for some exclusive secret ingredients.However, Isabella readily agreed: "Yes. I will call your card later."

"No... I want it now, one hundred thousand pounds, otherwise I won't say it. My card number is..."

"Okay, okay..." Isabella picked up her usual mobile phone and transferred [-] pounds to that account, "This is a deposit."

The man on the other side of the phone sniffed nervously. The wind seemed to be very strong on his side. Isabella could vaguely hear the sound of splashing water. She guessed that the other party was on a boat. He said, "The Ku Klux Klan... That's what we call them, that's a gang of executioners, Kyu Clarkscrane, that's a name. It comes from the imaginary sound of a hammer being fired. They were just a bunch of native American Indians in the first place The Self-Defense Force was created, but later they gradually expanded their ranks, mediating between governments of various countries like mercenaries, as long as they are willing to give money, they can do anything.”

"You imply they are employed by the British government? Who exactly?"

"I don't know about this... I really don't know."

"This news is not worth a hundred thousand pounds," Isabella drew her voice, "I can only pay you half of the price."

"One thing! One more thing. In [-], a group of people mysteriously disappeared in London, England. This was done by the Ku Klux Klan."

Isabella knew that the incident was obviously a big one, but ordinary people didn't hear anything about it. During that time, her father kept warning her not to go out at night.The case was not solved, and those people just disappeared out of thin air on British soil.

"Do you have proof?" Isabella pressed.

"No...but I'm sure!"

"Okay, sir, you can rest assured to enjoy your life after fleeing, I hope you have a pleasant journey, and I will transfer the money to your account."

Isabella looked at the subsequent text message from Auston, and she knew that the person she contacted was not a member of the rose party.Auston said in a text message that the person who provided the information was a crew member of Earl Rosberg's shipping company in the port of London, and the introducer was the eldest son of the Earl, who was a loyal fan of the rose party.

The Ku Klux Klan... Isabella typed those words into a Google search, and unsurprisingly no clues.She then logged into the Tor browser anonymously. After jumping a few webpages, she looked at the pure black forum page and entered the Ku Klux Klan again.

Sure enough, a lot of information popped up this time, including ammunition, assassination, trafficking... everything. Isabella carefully browsed the pictures of ammunition posted by the Ku Klux Klan, Those pictures were very blurry. She zoomed in on the pictures and checked the clues bit by bit. Finally, she saw a red stamp with UK on the outer box of a pile of explosives. It was so small that ordinary people could not see it. Unexpectedly, a little red in the corner exposed the source of this batch of arms.

Isabella took a photo, and she carefully erased the traces of her login. Just in time, a call from Scotland Yard came.

"Hello, do you know John Openshaw? I see three missed calls from you on his phone."

"Yes, he is my friend. I haven't been able to contact him since this morning." Isabella's heart raised her heart. Although she had already reached a conclusion in her heart, she didn't want to believe it.

"I'm sorry your friend lost his footing and fell into the water near the jetty last night in a taxi back to Horsham."