[Comprehensive British and American] The Sims
Chapter 34 Liliana's Doll
"Hey, you guys should come over and see this."
Before anyone arrived, the voice appeared first, and Liliana saw a gloomy and thin man appearing in the living room.
Just like the girl staring at him, he also saw Liliana when he raised his eyes. The scene has a silly and sweet aura, [-]% out of place.
"What's the matter? Who let you in?" The man who just appeared yelled angrily, mainly to accuse Sang Huai, "Isn't it enough to let a freak out? This is a crime scene, why would such a little girl come in?" ?”
Liliana tilted her head and looked at him innocently with her big emerald eyes.
The girl looked curiously at the corridor behind him, and she murmured in a complaining tone, "The curse may really be broken, and I actually feel like I'm really a little angry."
I don't know if she's upset about the noise of the forensic doctor or something else.
Then she put her attention on the emaciated and bad-tempered forensic doctor, looking straight at him with emerald green eyes and asked, somewhat commandingly, "What did you just discover?"
Almost impatiently, after the girl asked the question, the forensic doctor immediately replied, "Inside, there is a message."
After the sentence was finished, the forensic doctor seemed to wake up suddenly in a drowsy state. He looked around blankly, as if he had suddenly fallen into the three most basic mysteries of human beings.
who am I?
Where am I?
What am I doing?
"This is the first time I've seen Anderson so easily handled." Dr. Watson, who had witnessed all this, murmured in disbelief.
Inspector Lestrade of Scotland Yard was also shocked, "Don't talk about you, this is the first time I've seen Anderson so easily persuaded in so many years."
While they were talking, Liliana had already seen the so-called message first.
The room that was once filled with all kinds of warm smells has become very empty now, and the boring serial murderer probably also took multiple roles as a mover and decoration worker part-time in order to find a stage for his crappy creation.
In the center of the room is a high-backed chair with its back facing the door, and the so-called message is in front of the chair.
Fingers, toes, and eyeballs were washed clean one by one, and a word was neatly spelled out on the ground.
Wow
Liliana, who has good artistic taste, glanced at the welcome speech on the ground with disgust.
The girl weighed it in her heart, and felt that if she had to use the human body to leave a message, the girl thought the phalanges were good, and the standard was the phalanges of the finger on the arm outside the door.
If from the perspective of nausea, directly use the intestines?
Evil, the girl who was frightened by her own imagination showed a disgusted expression subconsciously. If this imagination was true, Liliana felt that she would not even walk in the door of this room.
Well, what about intimidation?
Liliana thought for a while, and it was difficult for a girl who lacked a sense of fear to complete this creation. She was thinking about it when she suddenly heard a faint sound, and the girl felt as if a drop of water fell on her shoulder.
She stretched out her hand to wipe it, and the white palm was immediately stained with sticky red.
The girl looked up and saw that three naked little birds were hung on the chandelier in the room. These poor little birds were stripped of their feathers, exposing their bodies bloody, twisted and struggling like They're three little monsters crawling out of hell.
The blood that dripped on Liliana's body just now fell from one of them.
If she hadn't smelled the terrible rancid smell when she entered the door, Liliana still had some tolerance for blood stains, but unfortunately she has zero tolerance for these things now, so the girl took out her wand without hesitation, and cast it on herself with her backhand. cast a cleansing spell.
As soon as the cleaning spell took effect, and Liliana was still holding her white wand in her hand, Sherlock Holmes left. As soon as he came in, he went straight to the eyeball on the ground without even looking at Liliana.
The girl who didn't get attention shook her head very lonely. Little Xiali had never ignored her before.
Liliana, whose heart was full of vicissitudes and loneliness, let go of the wand in her hand. The white wand turned into a white butterfly and flew lightly behind Sherlock's head, and then disappeared with a bang.
It just so happened that Dr. Watson entered the door at this time. He stared at Sherlock suspiciously, then turned his head and asked, "Did you see that one just now?"
"What?" Liliana looked at Watson suspiciously.
Watson also looked at her blankly.
Hey....
Liliana continued to maintain her melancholy, then turned her attention away from Watson and Sherlock, and then she continued to stare at the three poor birds.
Full of unhappiness, Liliana found painfully that after repeated comparisons, she still had to admit that these seemingly messy things might really represent her beloved dragons.
Seeing Liliana who suddenly became silently sad, Dr. Watson was silent for a while, and finally said reluctantly, "It's nothing, I probably misunderstood."
Although he has a clear target to talk to, the actual operation feels a bit like talking to himself.
Anyway, Liliana didn't listen to the other party at all. She stared at the three birds sadly for a while, then walked to the front of the high-back chair, wanting to see what was on the high-back chair.
There is a soft red cushion on the solid wood high-back chair, and a rag doll is placed on the red cushion.
Oh, it's a dirty and worn-out doll.
The little girl looked at this dirty doll with distaste on her face. It seems that a person with poor manual skills who was almost disabled tried to sew him up, so this doll was successfully promoted to become a Frankenstein in the doll world.
Two eyes made of messy stitches, and a mouth that is not sure whether it is jagged or sewn.
What a tragedy.
Liliana was full of pity for the ugly, and was about to look away, when suddenly the lifeless ugly doll sitting on the chair raised its head, and its sewn-up mouth curved upward in a sinister arc.
The girl lowered her eyes to meet the doll's poorly made eyes.
A moment later, Liliana faced the second reality that she didn't want to admit painfully today, and asked hesitantly, "...Little Bu?"
The dirty, broken and ugly doll nodded immediately.
"...It seems that the person who stole you didn't take good care of you." After a moment of silence, Liliana offered her comfort dryly.
Xiaobu: QAQ
The poor doll silently lowered its head.
After staring at the doll for a while, Liliana finally found the shadow of her imaginary friend in him. Comparing the cute little cloth in her memory with the current clown doll who can directly stage the doll's horror, the girl expressed her sincerely. My own sympathy, "How pathetic."
Xiao Bu immediately raised his head and looked at Liliana pitifully.
...Although Liliana, who was watched by her, didn't feel her pity, but only felt weird.
Out of humanitarian considerations, Liliana felt that she should reach out and touch poor Boo to comfort her.
It's a pity that Liliana really didn't want to touch anything in this smelly house, so she shrugged regretfully, "I will remember to take you back," the girl ordered very coldly, "before I find you, you Just obediently pretend to be a non-moving rag doll."
Xiao Bu only had time to take one last look at Liliana, and then reluctantly lowered his head again, completely like a real doll.
"Who are you talking to?" Sherlock Holmes glanced at Liliana curiously, and then his eyes shifted to the doll. The man squatted on the ground, leaned over and sniffed the scent on Xiao Bu's body, and Lily looked at it. Anna frowned.
At this time Lestrade came in, "Sherlock, come to the yard after it's done here, and I've found something new."
Hearing the greeting of new clues, Sherlock speeded up the inspection, stood up after a while and said cheerfully, "Let's go, let's go and have a look."
The hydrangeas are blooming in the yard.
There are also plenty of hydrangeas at Downers Estate.
There are two huge suitcases under the hydrangea. The two boxes are written with different colors of paint. The yellow paint says X, and the blue paint says BOTT.
When the girl looked over, the evidence collector was about to open the two boxes.
The forensic doctor who just lost his temper at Liliana was holding a crowbar in his hand, obviously trying to pry the box open.
Sherlock, who was standing aside, saw the forensic doctor's actions and warned, "I sincerely advise you, don't do this."
"How?" asked the forensic doctor who was prying the box.
Staring at the box for a while, Liliana also said very rarely, "You should listen to him, it's best not to pry open this box."
"Who are you listening to, this freak?" The skinny forensic doctor looked at Liliana aggressively, "Listen, little girl, this is a crime scene, not a place for little girls like you to hang out with freaks." His crowbar was buckled on the keyhole of the box, and while exerting force under his feet, he said, "Did you say not to pry him open? Oh, what a pity, I am the forensic doctor here, I say... evil..." The moment it was pried open, all the viscera inside poured out and landed on the forensic doctor's feet.
There was a foul smell after opening the box.
"...It's disgusting," the girl quickly retracted her head into the door, as if she was afraid of being polluted by the invisible stench, she glanced cautiously at the lump of intestines on the forensic doctor's foot, and whispered, "So I say you'd better Don't open it."
Sherlock would not be affected, he stood aside and covered his nose with one hand and said, "Be careful, it's the victim's intestines, the key evidence."
So the poor forensic doctor's face turned green, but he could only endure the stench of the corpse, and carefully moved his feet away.
Liliana stood at the door, but the stench after opening the box was unbearable, so she trotted all the way to the front door, stood at the door of the villa and took a deep breath.
A black car stopped beside Liliana without a sound. Under the window, a middle-aged man with a receding hairline said, "Liliana, get in the car."
The girl turned her head and glanced at him, then opened the car door and got in.
"So," after Liliana got into the car, the well-dressed middle-aged man said in a tone, "Do you mind talking about the situation inside?"
Liliana, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, turned her head and looked at the man in the dark suit. The details on his body were very exquisite, so the girl hesitated for a moment and then asked, "McGauf?"
No wonder Liliana was so confused, it was because McCoff was a real fat man when he was a child.
Even though he was worried about his younger siblings, McCoff, who had successfully lost weight under Liliana's surprised gaze, said triumphantly, "Exactly."
The pain of losing weight successfully for many years and no one to show off finally got a little relief this time.
"Wow," Liliana sighed, and then said with regret, "Now there is one less excuse to laugh at you."
"Actually, this is the only part you can use to attack me," said the middle-aged Sherlock Holmes, who had adjusted his suit and smiled decently. .
Seeing his triumphant look, Liliana's hand seemed to have its own independent soul. After she realized it, she was already holding the green fluorescent bottle in her hand.
After she took out the bottle, Mycroft, who had suffered many times, faced a formidable enemy in the small enclosed space of a car, "What are you going to do?"
Liliana, who was holding the elixir in her hand, said innocently, "I don't want to do anything..." She looked at McCoff's innocent face, "I just miss you a little bit."
Pang Da's immortal medicine in power turns people into a big fat man in one go.
The effect is special~not~great~
After staring at Liliana for a while, Mycroft suddenly put away his expression and said, "Okay, Liliana, the time for reminiscing about the past is over."
The girl curled her lips. She tossed the bottle of green elixir in her hand, and then asked, "Where is Oros? Why doesn't Sherlock remember her?"
"Something happened after we returned to the real world," Mycroft thought as he couldn't help noticing the bottle that Liliana had thrown up and down at will, "Oros she did something... which forced Sherlock to forget Oulos." As he spoke, Mycroft took out the white envelope with the fire stamp from his suit pocket, and handed it to Liliana.
The girl took the envelope, which was exactly the one she had seen from China, looked down at the big E stamped on the fire, and asked, "Do you know where Oros is?"
"Yeah, I know."
Liliana nodded, "I'm going to find her."
Instead of answering directly, Mycroft asked, "Tell me, those homicides..."
"It's not Oulos." The girl said with certainty.
The man nodded and promised, "You'll see her."
At this moment, the car finally stopped, and Liliana, who got the promise, nodded in satisfaction, got out of the car with the envelope in her hand.
The car just stopped at the gate of 221B.
As Liliana walked towards 221B, she pulled out the card from the envelope, and then put the envelope into her pocket.
It was still the old woman who opened the door.
Liliana went upstairs with brisk steps, this time the door of the room was ajar, so she went straight in.
Coincidentally, it was exactly the same as when she first came, there were still three people in the room, Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, and Lestrade from Scotland Yard.
Sherlock Holmes' eloquent reasoning with strange passion also came from the crack of the door.
"Of course not Moriarty, Moriarty is a master criminal, his work is full of drama, and this...Although it is also a professional grade, it is obviously different from Moriarty, he treats crime as art Works, every detail is meticulously crafted, it's all going to make sense, we just haven't found the key to cracking the code... I must have seen these somewhere, weird red-haired women, weird rag dolls- -"
He was rummaging through the room when Liliana pushed the door open.
The girl came in and complained, "excuse, she's just a little different, isn't it impolite to describe her as weird?" Under the gaze of the three men, the girl calmly sat on the comfortable single sofa, "reminding Come on, Charlie, you saw those at Downers Manor."
"Downers Manor?" Charlotte Holmes stared at Liliana and said cautiously, "...I have never heard of such a place in England."
Liliana smirked at him, then reached out and handed out the card between her fingers.
Sherlock Holmes turned over the white card, on which there were only two lines of handwritten sentences in English.
I miss you
findme
"Take it as a reunion gift from me to you." The girl said with a smile as she lay down on the sofa familiarly.
"Downers Manor? Is that... your home?" Seeing Sherlock looking at the small card in a daze, Dr. Watson asked, "Do you think there is some connection between the murder and you?"
"Yes," Liliana said without raising her head. She noticed that the ruby she was still on the ground had disappeared, but she didn't bother to ask, "My mother happens to be a red-haired woman, and my elder brother is a violent man. My brother is a lunatic, I have a dog and a cat."
There are also three dragons and a unicorn, but Liliana has noticed that there are no such animals in this world, and she doesn't want to spend her words to convince people in the real world that those things really exist .
There are enough examples to tell Liliana that the human beings in the real world are stubborn and only willing to believe what they want to believe. Unless the fait accompli is put in front of them, it will be useless to explain it no matter what.
"What do X and bott mean?"
"Hmm... the gardener and the housekeeper?" Liliana said hesitantly.
"So that is indeed a message for you," Dr. Watson judged, and glanced at Sherlock, who was still thinking about the card, and did not wait to refute, so the doctor asked again, "Who do you think would leave you such a message?" message?"
"Well..." the girl thought for a while, and then said, "I rarely have guests in my manor," she pointed to Dr. Watson with her fingers, "the Holmes were the first batch, I adopted my dog after they left , when we were children, then Anthony, who lived for a long time, and during the time he lived, my brother and mother left the manor one after another..."
Speaking here, Liliana paused, and then she concluded, "In this case, the visitors who come to the manor later will have no chance to know the red-haired mother, Louis, and Lawrence."
And Holmes had no chance to know this, they had never seen an adult Lawrence.
…so who is the one who arranged it all?
The girl was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised her head as if remembering something, and said to the Scotland Yard police detective, "By the way, the doll on the chair belongs to me. Remember to return it to me later."
That ghost doll-like rag doll?
Lestrade nodded, indicating that we will return the evidence after the case is over.
The old woman's exclamation suddenly came from downstairs, and the adult men in the room were immediately attracted attention, and then with a bang, the door on the second floor was pushed open.
The forensic doctor in a mess appeared at the door, his expression was terrified, he was out of breath, and he said intermittently, "Explosion, explosion..."
Lestrade almost jumped up in surprise, "What, there?"
"Criminal, crime scene, Dancik's house," Anderson recalled, looking blankly at the people in the room, "I was waiting outside for Donovan, and she forgot a piece of evidence..."
"exhibit?"
"Yes, that's the doll... She just walked to the gate of the villa..." Speaking of this, the forensic doctor unconsciously let out a loud sob, and then he continued in a crying voice, "The house exploded."
The author has something to say: Xiaobu is not the real murderer behind the scenes~
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Before anyone arrived, the voice appeared first, and Liliana saw a gloomy and thin man appearing in the living room.
Just like the girl staring at him, he also saw Liliana when he raised his eyes. The scene has a silly and sweet aura, [-]% out of place.
"What's the matter? Who let you in?" The man who just appeared yelled angrily, mainly to accuse Sang Huai, "Isn't it enough to let a freak out? This is a crime scene, why would such a little girl come in?" ?”
Liliana tilted her head and looked at him innocently with her big emerald eyes.
The girl looked curiously at the corridor behind him, and she murmured in a complaining tone, "The curse may really be broken, and I actually feel like I'm really a little angry."
I don't know if she's upset about the noise of the forensic doctor or something else.
Then she put her attention on the emaciated and bad-tempered forensic doctor, looking straight at him with emerald green eyes and asked, somewhat commandingly, "What did you just discover?"
Almost impatiently, after the girl asked the question, the forensic doctor immediately replied, "Inside, there is a message."
After the sentence was finished, the forensic doctor seemed to wake up suddenly in a drowsy state. He looked around blankly, as if he had suddenly fallen into the three most basic mysteries of human beings.
who am I?
Where am I?
What am I doing?
"This is the first time I've seen Anderson so easily handled." Dr. Watson, who had witnessed all this, murmured in disbelief.
Inspector Lestrade of Scotland Yard was also shocked, "Don't talk about you, this is the first time I've seen Anderson so easily persuaded in so many years."
While they were talking, Liliana had already seen the so-called message first.
The room that was once filled with all kinds of warm smells has become very empty now, and the boring serial murderer probably also took multiple roles as a mover and decoration worker part-time in order to find a stage for his crappy creation.
In the center of the room is a high-backed chair with its back facing the door, and the so-called message is in front of the chair.
Fingers, toes, and eyeballs were washed clean one by one, and a word was neatly spelled out on the ground.
Wow
Liliana, who has good artistic taste, glanced at the welcome speech on the ground with disgust.
The girl weighed it in her heart, and felt that if she had to use the human body to leave a message, the girl thought the phalanges were good, and the standard was the phalanges of the finger on the arm outside the door.
If from the perspective of nausea, directly use the intestines?
Evil, the girl who was frightened by her own imagination showed a disgusted expression subconsciously. If this imagination was true, Liliana felt that she would not even walk in the door of this room.
Well, what about intimidation?
Liliana thought for a while, and it was difficult for a girl who lacked a sense of fear to complete this creation. She was thinking about it when she suddenly heard a faint sound, and the girl felt as if a drop of water fell on her shoulder.
She stretched out her hand to wipe it, and the white palm was immediately stained with sticky red.
The girl looked up and saw that three naked little birds were hung on the chandelier in the room. These poor little birds were stripped of their feathers, exposing their bodies bloody, twisted and struggling like They're three little monsters crawling out of hell.
The blood that dripped on Liliana's body just now fell from one of them.
If she hadn't smelled the terrible rancid smell when she entered the door, Liliana still had some tolerance for blood stains, but unfortunately she has zero tolerance for these things now, so the girl took out her wand without hesitation, and cast it on herself with her backhand. cast a cleansing spell.
As soon as the cleaning spell took effect, and Liliana was still holding her white wand in her hand, Sherlock Holmes left. As soon as he came in, he went straight to the eyeball on the ground without even looking at Liliana.
The girl who didn't get attention shook her head very lonely. Little Xiali had never ignored her before.
Liliana, whose heart was full of vicissitudes and loneliness, let go of the wand in her hand. The white wand turned into a white butterfly and flew lightly behind Sherlock's head, and then disappeared with a bang.
It just so happened that Dr. Watson entered the door at this time. He stared at Sherlock suspiciously, then turned his head and asked, "Did you see that one just now?"
"What?" Liliana looked at Watson suspiciously.
Watson also looked at her blankly.
Hey....
Liliana continued to maintain her melancholy, then turned her attention away from Watson and Sherlock, and then she continued to stare at the three poor birds.
Full of unhappiness, Liliana found painfully that after repeated comparisons, she still had to admit that these seemingly messy things might really represent her beloved dragons.
Seeing Liliana who suddenly became silently sad, Dr. Watson was silent for a while, and finally said reluctantly, "It's nothing, I probably misunderstood."
Although he has a clear target to talk to, the actual operation feels a bit like talking to himself.
Anyway, Liliana didn't listen to the other party at all. She stared at the three birds sadly for a while, then walked to the front of the high-back chair, wanting to see what was on the high-back chair.
There is a soft red cushion on the solid wood high-back chair, and a rag doll is placed on the red cushion.
Oh, it's a dirty and worn-out doll.
The little girl looked at this dirty doll with distaste on her face. It seems that a person with poor manual skills who was almost disabled tried to sew him up, so this doll was successfully promoted to become a Frankenstein in the doll world.
Two eyes made of messy stitches, and a mouth that is not sure whether it is jagged or sewn.
What a tragedy.
Liliana was full of pity for the ugly, and was about to look away, when suddenly the lifeless ugly doll sitting on the chair raised its head, and its sewn-up mouth curved upward in a sinister arc.
The girl lowered her eyes to meet the doll's poorly made eyes.
A moment later, Liliana faced the second reality that she didn't want to admit painfully today, and asked hesitantly, "...Little Bu?"
The dirty, broken and ugly doll nodded immediately.
"...It seems that the person who stole you didn't take good care of you." After a moment of silence, Liliana offered her comfort dryly.
Xiaobu: QAQ
The poor doll silently lowered its head.
After staring at the doll for a while, Liliana finally found the shadow of her imaginary friend in him. Comparing the cute little cloth in her memory with the current clown doll who can directly stage the doll's horror, the girl expressed her sincerely. My own sympathy, "How pathetic."
Xiao Bu immediately raised his head and looked at Liliana pitifully.
...Although Liliana, who was watched by her, didn't feel her pity, but only felt weird.
Out of humanitarian considerations, Liliana felt that she should reach out and touch poor Boo to comfort her.
It's a pity that Liliana really didn't want to touch anything in this smelly house, so she shrugged regretfully, "I will remember to take you back," the girl ordered very coldly, "before I find you, you Just obediently pretend to be a non-moving rag doll."
Xiao Bu only had time to take one last look at Liliana, and then reluctantly lowered his head again, completely like a real doll.
"Who are you talking to?" Sherlock Holmes glanced at Liliana curiously, and then his eyes shifted to the doll. The man squatted on the ground, leaned over and sniffed the scent on Xiao Bu's body, and Lily looked at it. Anna frowned.
At this time Lestrade came in, "Sherlock, come to the yard after it's done here, and I've found something new."
Hearing the greeting of new clues, Sherlock speeded up the inspection, stood up after a while and said cheerfully, "Let's go, let's go and have a look."
The hydrangeas are blooming in the yard.
There are also plenty of hydrangeas at Downers Estate.
There are two huge suitcases under the hydrangea. The two boxes are written with different colors of paint. The yellow paint says X, and the blue paint says BOTT.
When the girl looked over, the evidence collector was about to open the two boxes.
The forensic doctor who just lost his temper at Liliana was holding a crowbar in his hand, obviously trying to pry the box open.
Sherlock, who was standing aside, saw the forensic doctor's actions and warned, "I sincerely advise you, don't do this."
"How?" asked the forensic doctor who was prying the box.
Staring at the box for a while, Liliana also said very rarely, "You should listen to him, it's best not to pry open this box."
"Who are you listening to, this freak?" The skinny forensic doctor looked at Liliana aggressively, "Listen, little girl, this is a crime scene, not a place for little girls like you to hang out with freaks." His crowbar was buckled on the keyhole of the box, and while exerting force under his feet, he said, "Did you say not to pry him open? Oh, what a pity, I am the forensic doctor here, I say... evil..." The moment it was pried open, all the viscera inside poured out and landed on the forensic doctor's feet.
There was a foul smell after opening the box.
"...It's disgusting," the girl quickly retracted her head into the door, as if she was afraid of being polluted by the invisible stench, she glanced cautiously at the lump of intestines on the forensic doctor's foot, and whispered, "So I say you'd better Don't open it."
Sherlock would not be affected, he stood aside and covered his nose with one hand and said, "Be careful, it's the victim's intestines, the key evidence."
So the poor forensic doctor's face turned green, but he could only endure the stench of the corpse, and carefully moved his feet away.
Liliana stood at the door, but the stench after opening the box was unbearable, so she trotted all the way to the front door, stood at the door of the villa and took a deep breath.
A black car stopped beside Liliana without a sound. Under the window, a middle-aged man with a receding hairline said, "Liliana, get in the car."
The girl turned her head and glanced at him, then opened the car door and got in.
"So," after Liliana got into the car, the well-dressed middle-aged man said in a tone, "Do you mind talking about the situation inside?"
Liliana, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, turned her head and looked at the man in the dark suit. The details on his body were very exquisite, so the girl hesitated for a moment and then asked, "McGauf?"
No wonder Liliana was so confused, it was because McCoff was a real fat man when he was a child.
Even though he was worried about his younger siblings, McCoff, who had successfully lost weight under Liliana's surprised gaze, said triumphantly, "Exactly."
The pain of losing weight successfully for many years and no one to show off finally got a little relief this time.
"Wow," Liliana sighed, and then said with regret, "Now there is one less excuse to laugh at you."
"Actually, this is the only part you can use to attack me," said the middle-aged Sherlock Holmes, who had adjusted his suit and smiled decently. .
Seeing his triumphant look, Liliana's hand seemed to have its own independent soul. After she realized it, she was already holding the green fluorescent bottle in her hand.
After she took out the bottle, Mycroft, who had suffered many times, faced a formidable enemy in the small enclosed space of a car, "What are you going to do?"
Liliana, who was holding the elixir in her hand, said innocently, "I don't want to do anything..." She looked at McCoff's innocent face, "I just miss you a little bit."
Pang Da's immortal medicine in power turns people into a big fat man in one go.
The effect is special~not~great~
After staring at Liliana for a while, Mycroft suddenly put away his expression and said, "Okay, Liliana, the time for reminiscing about the past is over."
The girl curled her lips. She tossed the bottle of green elixir in her hand, and then asked, "Where is Oros? Why doesn't Sherlock remember her?"
"Something happened after we returned to the real world," Mycroft thought as he couldn't help noticing the bottle that Liliana had thrown up and down at will, "Oros she did something... which forced Sherlock to forget Oulos." As he spoke, Mycroft took out the white envelope with the fire stamp from his suit pocket, and handed it to Liliana.
The girl took the envelope, which was exactly the one she had seen from China, looked down at the big E stamped on the fire, and asked, "Do you know where Oros is?"
"Yeah, I know."
Liliana nodded, "I'm going to find her."
Instead of answering directly, Mycroft asked, "Tell me, those homicides..."
"It's not Oulos." The girl said with certainty.
The man nodded and promised, "You'll see her."
At this moment, the car finally stopped, and Liliana, who got the promise, nodded in satisfaction, got out of the car with the envelope in her hand.
The car just stopped at the gate of 221B.
As Liliana walked towards 221B, she pulled out the card from the envelope, and then put the envelope into her pocket.
It was still the old woman who opened the door.
Liliana went upstairs with brisk steps, this time the door of the room was ajar, so she went straight in.
Coincidentally, it was exactly the same as when she first came, there were still three people in the room, Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, and Lestrade from Scotland Yard.
Sherlock Holmes' eloquent reasoning with strange passion also came from the crack of the door.
"Of course not Moriarty, Moriarty is a master criminal, his work is full of drama, and this...Although it is also a professional grade, it is obviously different from Moriarty, he treats crime as art Works, every detail is meticulously crafted, it's all going to make sense, we just haven't found the key to cracking the code... I must have seen these somewhere, weird red-haired women, weird rag dolls- -"
He was rummaging through the room when Liliana pushed the door open.
The girl came in and complained, "excuse, she's just a little different, isn't it impolite to describe her as weird?" Under the gaze of the three men, the girl calmly sat on the comfortable single sofa, "reminding Come on, Charlie, you saw those at Downers Manor."
"Downers Manor?" Charlotte Holmes stared at Liliana and said cautiously, "...I have never heard of such a place in England."
Liliana smirked at him, then reached out and handed out the card between her fingers.
Sherlock Holmes turned over the white card, on which there were only two lines of handwritten sentences in English.
I miss you
findme
"Take it as a reunion gift from me to you." The girl said with a smile as she lay down on the sofa familiarly.
"Downers Manor? Is that... your home?" Seeing Sherlock looking at the small card in a daze, Dr. Watson asked, "Do you think there is some connection between the murder and you?"
"Yes," Liliana said without raising her head. She noticed that the ruby she was still on the ground had disappeared, but she didn't bother to ask, "My mother happens to be a red-haired woman, and my elder brother is a violent man. My brother is a lunatic, I have a dog and a cat."
There are also three dragons and a unicorn, but Liliana has noticed that there are no such animals in this world, and she doesn't want to spend her words to convince people in the real world that those things really exist .
There are enough examples to tell Liliana that the human beings in the real world are stubborn and only willing to believe what they want to believe. Unless the fait accompli is put in front of them, it will be useless to explain it no matter what.
"What do X and bott mean?"
"Hmm... the gardener and the housekeeper?" Liliana said hesitantly.
"So that is indeed a message for you," Dr. Watson judged, and glanced at Sherlock, who was still thinking about the card, and did not wait to refute, so the doctor asked again, "Who do you think would leave you such a message?" message?"
"Well..." the girl thought for a while, and then said, "I rarely have guests in my manor," she pointed to Dr. Watson with her fingers, "the Holmes were the first batch, I adopted my dog after they left , when we were children, then Anthony, who lived for a long time, and during the time he lived, my brother and mother left the manor one after another..."
Speaking here, Liliana paused, and then she concluded, "In this case, the visitors who come to the manor later will have no chance to know the red-haired mother, Louis, and Lawrence."
And Holmes had no chance to know this, they had never seen an adult Lawrence.
…so who is the one who arranged it all?
The girl was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised her head as if remembering something, and said to the Scotland Yard police detective, "By the way, the doll on the chair belongs to me. Remember to return it to me later."
That ghost doll-like rag doll?
Lestrade nodded, indicating that we will return the evidence after the case is over.
The old woman's exclamation suddenly came from downstairs, and the adult men in the room were immediately attracted attention, and then with a bang, the door on the second floor was pushed open.
The forensic doctor in a mess appeared at the door, his expression was terrified, he was out of breath, and he said intermittently, "Explosion, explosion..."
Lestrade almost jumped up in surprise, "What, there?"
"Criminal, crime scene, Dancik's house," Anderson recalled, looking blankly at the people in the room, "I was waiting outside for Donovan, and she forgot a piece of evidence..."
"exhibit?"
"Yes, that's the doll... She just walked to the gate of the villa..." Speaking of this, the forensic doctor unconsciously let out a loud sob, and then he continued in a crying voice, "The house exploded."
The author has something to say: Xiaobu is not the real murderer behind the scenes~
But it's true that the doll has turned black...
Ghost dolls are so fun
I've been stuck for a long time and I finally remembered to take a look at the outline...
Meow's progress is far from the outline stipulated, what am I stuck on?
Saw the news of the Sichuan earthquake
Can't do much, hope everyone is well
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