Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

A burst of dense drums sounded, followed by a whistle that revealed full of joy.

"What's the sound?" Little Mary jumped off the bed, ran to the window barefoot, carefully opened the curtain, and looked down through the gap.

Of course, before doing this, she looked back at the bedroom door.

It's fine, it's closed.thought little Mary.

She shouldn't have done this. At this point in time, children under the age of 5 should be in bed and sound asleep, but little Mary was born in winter, and even though there were still a few months left, she felt that she was already a big child. She has been enrolled as a first-year student in the last week, and has learned to write from a to g.

So, little Mary felt she had a right to be awake, and the little girl who felt she had grown up looked around.

"Wow! It's a circus!" She exclaimed a little, and then opened the curtains, pressing her face tightly against the glass.

"I saw that clown when I was watching a circus outside the city last month! But Mom clearly said that they have already traveled to other places." Little Mary thought in confusion, but soon the fire-breathing performance of an acrobat below attracted her attention. her attention.

"What is this doing?" Little Mary's neighbor's wife came to the side of Mary's mother who was also attracted and went out to check.

"It is said that it was a celebration parade organized by the city hall." Little Mary's father took the flyer that was coming just now, squinted his eyes under the light of the street lamp, and answered the neighbor's wife's question.

"The time of the activity is my God, they actually have to last until after twelve o'clock in the evening, and they don't let people rest." He complained. "And is there anything that needs to be celebrated like this recently? On this day, nothing major happened?"

"Of course it's the enthronement of the queen!" A knight with pale blond hair wearing silver armor that shone even at night smiled at Little Mary's father while holding his helmet.

"Wow!" The two ladies couldn't help exclaiming in the same style as Little Mary.

Because this young man is so in line with people's fantasy of knights, the knights of the round table in the story of King Arthur should have such a face, handsome and holy.

The violet eyes are reminiscent of Devon-jun's sky.

"It's not the anniversary of the Queen's enthronement?" Little Mary's father frowned, he glanced at his wife's shining eyes and red cheeks, and muttered in a low voice with some dissatisfaction.

"It is indeed for the sake of the queen. I am very sorry that it has affected your rest. But I guarantee that this event is only for one day today. For the inconvenience caused to you, someone will give you a celebration gift as compensation in the next week." Mr. Knight His tone was very sincere, and matched with his Lancelot-like face, the somewhat jealous male host also softened.

"If it's for... the queen, it's just this one time today...."

"Thank you very much for your understanding, sir." The young man gave a very standard knight salute, and then got on his horse.It was only then that they discovered that a rather tall and beautiful white horse had been standing behind him.

"Wow!" Little Mary's father finally couldn't help exclaiming, which boy in their era had never read the story of the Knights of the Round Table?

"This actor really looks like a real knight." He looked at the back of the young man riding away and murmured, "And he looks familiar. I seem to have seen him somewhere?"

"Do you think so too?" The neighbor's wife answered, "His face looks familiar, but I can't remember where I saw it."

"Perhaps he's an actor in some theater in London? We saw him at the plays," thought little Mary's mother.

"Very likely." The neighbor's wife agreed, and at the same time she made up her mind to go to the theater to see a play tomorrow night to see if she could find the actor.

This kind of scene happened in London's big and small neighborhoods. Many circus lovers are wondering how the city hall brought so many circuses together. Some of them have seen it, and they should be abroad this month. Haven't heard of it, but the acting is top notch.

There are also those knights in silver armor that seem to be shining under the street lights. They seem to replace the work of patrolmen tonight and maintain order in London.

"Tal!" A knight in the same outfit rode his horse and caught up with the young man who had just left the street where Little Mary's house was located: "Why did you take off your helmet?"

"Because it's too boring." The young knight, who was called Tal by his companions, pulled the reins lightly, and the white horse stopped very obediently.

"That doesn't work!" The companion tapped his forehead lightly with his index finger: "You are different from us, you can't show your face outside, quickly put it on."

Tal smiled good-naturedly, and put on his helmet.

"Speaking of which, don't you want to visit that house?" The companion rode forward with him on horseback.

"I heard they took good care of the shield and spear you left behind, and the younger generation is quite promising."

"No, Johnny." Tull shook his head. "I'm already Xi, and it's been so many years, I shouldn't interfere in the life of my brother's descendants anymore."

"And that is no longer my weapon, from the moment I send it out." The knight raised his eyes to the night sky, through the thin mist, his clear eyes could clearly see the rotation of the axis of the sky : "It's only surnamed Bruno."

After returning to the house, little Mary's father pulled out the newspapers that he hadn't finished reading during the day and planned to continue reading. He couldn't fall asleep anyway, so he directly pulled out the one that told the local news in London. The reason why he didn't finish reading the rest , because this piece mostly talks about the events that the nobles of the upper class attended.

"I remembered!" He suddenly slapped the table, startling little Mary's mother who was flipping through magazines.

"what?"

"That guy who plays the knight, who does he look like!"

"Who is it?" Little Mary's mother put down the book and asked with interest.

"That playboy Edgar Bruno, that viscount who is always in the newspapers! They are exactly the same except for the color of their hair and eyes!"

It's really the same.Ursula thought, watching the guide secretly.

Could it really be Hook's shadow, or why the two of them even have the same small movements.

"Then it's game time." The guide took Ursula to visit some sights that he felt were very necessary, just like a real tour guide, and then stopped in front of a peddler who was selling candy, saying this to her Said.

"What game?" Ursula asked warily.

"Hide and seek!" he said very cheerfully~

"Then I will turn into various images and wander around the city, and you will find me."

"Is there any point?" Ursula didn't agree to the other party. She looked at the clock that was walking slowly and asked the other party: "Except for killing time."

"How can it be said to be killing time? This is a big deal! Play!" The guide replied with a smile: "It likes games."

"it?"

"Yes, ma'am, it. You'll have to play with it, to keep it entertained, if you're going to continue your candidacy."

"It will only choose someone who makes it happy as its master." Mr. Guide winked at her: "After all, it has just been born, and it is still a child."

Ursula looked at the other party in disbelief, this is a bit of a clue!

"Don't be surprised, I will give reminders to every candidate. Although I will change the method and reminder time according to my mood, the amount of information is the same."

No, when and how are simply too important.Ursula thought, this sentence clearly hinted that London has consciousness, if other people treat it as a chaotic uninhabited land, they will suffer a lot.

But the other party told her so early that he had a good impression of her, and Ursula became more suspicious of this guy who claimed to be the shadow of the Umbrella.

"you……"

"Don't say it, miss. It doesn't matter what you guessed." The guide was always paying attention to Miss Witch's movements, and when she saw that she was about to say something at all, he quickly stopped her.

"You may be right, or you may be wrong." He kept smiling: "But there is one thing, the reason I told you so early is just to let you be gentle later."

"Huh?" Ursula frowned at the words.

"Every piece of land here is a part of it, it is just a child." The guide said sincerely.

"Ahem, okay, can we start now?" He avoided Miss Witch's surprised gaze and asked.

"Can I ask a question?"

"You said..." The guide turned his face away, but his eyes were wandering, and he still didn't look at her.

The sense of mystery is gone at all!Ursula was extremely speechless in her heart. This level of cowardice was definitely that guy Hook. Although I don't know why he became the principal in London and played this kind of role-playing game, but...

"Do you want me to win?"

"...If someone has to win, I hope that person is you." After hearing this question, the umbral suddenly became serious, and solemnly turned his gaze back to Miss Witch's eyes.

have to.Ursula found the other's word very amusing.

"While I don't think it's a good thing, if it gets to that stage, we have no choice," he continued.

"Okay, the reminiscence is over." He clapped his hands, and his expression returned to the standard professional smile: "The game has begun, honorable Queen Candidate Your Excellency, only by finding me before the end of the day can you reach the final decisive battle place .This is what I give you as a guide."

After speaking, the other party became transparent and finally completely disappeared into the air.

Ursula raised her hand, and a black card fell into her hand.

On it was written the following sentence in golden cursive letters:

"The earth never hides the fine treasures of kings."