[Moriarty of Worrying about the Country] Descartes Formula

Probably practice makes perfect, Sherlock cleaned up the mess very quickly, and after opening the window for a while, there was basically no smoke in the room.

"Xari~!" the girl yelled while sitting on the sofa next to her, and Sherlock frowned, "Don't call me that."

"Why, isn't that what Mycroft is called? You can also call me Mary~" the girl said very familiarly.

Sherlock was speechless and didn't want to reply. Although the princess looked very friendly, he was not good at getting along with women of any age group, except Chris.

"Don't be silent, I came out with great difficulty, and Mycroft told you to tell me a detective story~" The girl looked at him brightly, with that sweet tone, if it was someone else, she would probably be disgusted. Sweet fainted, willing to agree to anything, but Sherlock is a non-committal person, only interested in puzzles and chemistry, and doesn't like taking care of children.

"I don't have any stories to tell, why don't you read a book." Sherlock was thinking about how to deal with the past day, and pulled out a book from the shelf. Come over and look at Sherlock, "? Xia Li, how many brothers are there in your family?"

Sherlock scratched his hair, hey, he knew the name would be misunderstood, "Don't you know it's a pseudonym, the author just picked it randomly, my family only has me and my eldest brother, no other brothers." Although I don't know the author's real identity, but He thinks the stories in it are quite meaningful and suitable for smart people to read, but ordinary people read them for the fun of ordinary people, and smart people read them for the deep meaning of smart people, that is, both refined and popular.

They used to be short stories in newspapers, and my father liked to read them very much. Although Chris never read them, it seemed that the author didn’t publish any more books, but Louis News Agency recently compiled all the previous short stories into a book , he bought it for collection, and felt that he could discover something new every time he looked at it.

The girl took the book with full anticipation, and then flipped through it before throwing it away in boredom. Sherlock didn't know why, "You know the end when you see the beginning. I feel like I've read it all." Maybe not just reading it, the girl always read it. I feel very familiar, although the names of the characters that come to mind are different, but the plot is the same.

"Huh? It's also possible. He read the newspaper before he lost his memory." Sherlock put the book back, so what should he do? He felt that he had no talent for telling stories, and he didn't want to tell them.

I don’t know if God heard his thoughts and sent him a chance to save him. There was a knock on the door. Although the door was kicked open just now, it was crooked now, but Sherlock pulled it back and stuffed it into its original position. .

The girl glanced at the door, and a man who came in was about the same age as Sherlock. He was thin, with a high nose, big eyes, and a little aristocratic temperament. She is the noble at the top, but she is inexplicably not friendly to most of the nobles, because she subconsciously thinks that the nobles are not good.

"Sherlock, my friend, how are you~ We haven't seen each other for a while." The visitor greeted with a hat in his hand.

"Oh, yes, Musgrave, you've always been okay." Sherlock responded in a communicative tone that he didn't like very much, and seemed to be quite enthusiastic, but the girl tilted her head and felt his indifference, no? friend?

"I may not be doing well recently. You also know that my father passed away two years ago, so I am in charge of managing Helstone Manor, and I am a councilor in our district, so I am very busy. I heard you You have used your amazing skills in real life and solved many cases, in fact, this time I also have a strange case that I would like to consult with you." Musgrave said distressedly.

The girl's eyes moved along with the dumb hair on Sherlock's head, because when Sherlock heard the case, Sherlock obviously swept away his decadent state and became refreshed. come and go.

"Please speak." Sherlock politely and eagerly greeted the person to sit down, the girl moved a seat aside, Sherlock sat next to him, and Musgrave sat opposite him. Only then did he notice Beatrice, with a hesitant expression on her face, Sherlock glanced at her, and then explained, "This is the child my brother put here temporarily, don't worry about her, she's not interested in the case Said it."

"It's not something that can't be said." Musgrave explained, he just felt that the temperament of this girl was a bit extraordinary, she should be a high-ranking noble lady, and Sherlock might not be able to detect it because of his rough nerves. , but he could sense that although she looked very casual, she had an inexplicable sense of intimidation.

Musgrave withdrew his gaze. Since Sherlock said so, he assumed he hadn't noticed anything. He cleared his throat and said, "Well, you know I have many servants in Helstone Manor, and the servants have been on duty the longest. The butler is Brenton, he seems to be a perfect decathlon, but he is a bit sentimental and romantic. After his wife died, he became engaged to my maid Rachel, but he abandoned Rachel again. To mess with another girl.

Rachel is an excitable personality. She just had a bout of meningitis, and she just regained the ability to walk yesterday. I think she is not in a good mood, so let her not work, she can rest first, and work when her body is strong. But she replied, "I'm strong enough." And she had a weird look on her face, so I always felt that something was wrong.

By the way, speaking of it, my housekeeper was also very strange some time ago. He actually read our family's information in the middle of the night. I was very angry at the time, thinking that he had stolen our family's secrets, but what he read was only the most common things in our family. The practical Musgrave ceremony, which is a special ritual in our family, which is performed when the family members come of age.

Although this is not very important, his behavior is disgusting, so I said I would fire him, but he begged me to keep him for another month. Finally, I limited him to one week, but he was dismissed after only two days. He lost his trace, and even his belongings have not been moved, as if he disappeared suddenly.

At this time, I thought of Rachel again. You know, Rachel was abandoned by Brenton. I always felt that Brenton's disappearance had something to do with Rachel. She had such a weird expression that day.And the most important thing is that Rachel was seriously ill in the past two days, but disappeared on the third night of Brenton's disappearance.

We followed her footsteps to find the lake. The lake was very deep. We saw her footsteps disappearing by the lake. We immediately salvaged it, but instead of finding the body, we salvaged a linen bag containing a pile of old clothes. Rusted and tarnished metalwork, and some dull crystal and glass.

Now it's Rachel and Brenton who are both missing, so I'm afraid the rest of the family will be... You know, Scotland Yard, although I have reported the crime, I can't believe how efficient they are , so I thought of you.

Sherlock listened to his words calmly, and raised his eyebrows, "It seems that the key thing is your family's ceremony, can you show me?" "Oh? It doesn't matter, but to be honest, there are Useless words," said Musgrave.

"Did you take it with you?" Sherlock's eyes were bright and attractive. The girl glanced at it, and felt that she was a detective, only interested in the case, but at the same time she also had a little interest in the case.

"I didn't bring the original, but I have a copy here." Musgrave put the document on the table, and the girl stood aside and glanced curiously.

"Whose is it?" "It belongs to the one who is gone." "Who deserves it?" "The one who is coming." "Where is the sun?" "On the oak tree." "Where is the shadow? ""Under the elm tree.""How to find it?""Ten steps to the north and ten steps to the right, five steps to the east, five steps to the east, two steps to the south, one step to the west, right below." "What should we give in exchange for it?" "Everything we have." "Why should we give it?" "Because of keeping our word."

After the girl finished reading, she thought for a while and felt that she already knew the puzzle, so she sat back on the sofa boredly, resting her hands on her chin and watching what the two of them were communicating.

After completing some communication, Charlotte got up and was going to follow Musgrave to see the scene, but he stopped again, because what Mycroft said if the little princess was lost, the whole family would die. It's not enough to pay.

"You go with me." Sherlock said unwillingly, the girl looked at him, "I don't want to go for such a simple thing." "You have already solved it?" Sherlock said incredulously, the corner of the girl's mouth Tilting slightly, "If I really solve it, will you be responsible for carrying me to the scene?"

Sherlock looked at his small body. Although he has been exercising in recent years, it is very troublesome to carry people. "That's right. After all, even a big detective can't answer it. How could I, a little fool, know." The girl didn't hold any grudges, It's just using Sherlock's original words to scold him.

Sherlock frowned, "Then tell me, if you're right, I'll carry you." "Hey." The girl's eyes lit up, and she thought Sherlock was quite tall, about 1.8 meters. Look at her short, 1.5-meter mound. If it weren't for the fact that she was only 16 and sure she could still grow, she would have been heartbroken. She always wanted to see the scenery from a high place, but she The queen can't be allowed to carry her, the queen is also very short, let alone the maids in the palace, they can't carry her.

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