[Comprehensive British and American] The world is malicious

"You're obsessed with the skull." It was the second time Sherlock had heard Nina mention his skull.

"Yes, I'm sorry for stealing its job. As compensation, maybe I should choose a skull for its companion." Nina pursed her lips and smiled, her dark green pupils full of smiles.

"However, before that, since you have finished your work, can I leave first, I have an appointment for lunch." Nina asked with her head tilted, slightly distanced from Sherlock.

"boring! Why do people always waste time on useless things." Sherlock used his usual sarcastic tone.

"It's a necessary social interaction, of course, opinions are different." Nina said indifferently, she could understand: Mr. Sherlock Holmes has devoted himself to the detective career, and anything unrelated to it is a waste life.

As an ordinary person, she obviously doesn't have to be like this, she has her own life.

An hour later, Nina got out of the taxi and appeared on Green Avenue. There was a path leading to the garden beside it. From time to time, couples were still seen passing by arm in arm.

[I'll be there soon, about 10 minutes later - NR] Nina pulls out her phone and texts Abby.

After returning from ancient times, she and Abby have maintained a good communication relationship, and Abby will send some photos of them encountering ancient giant beasts from time to time.

"Excuse me, may I ask how to get to Kantel Station?" The blond boy in a jacket stepped forward and asked a little shyly. His English was not pure, with some Italian accents.

Presumably foreigners who come on vacation.

Nina thought of it instantly, and replied with a smile: "Go straight, turn right at the second intersection, and you will see Kantel Station."

"Hmm..." The blond boy scratched his hair in embarrassment, and suddenly remembered that he was holding a map of London in his hand, "Can you point it out for me? I don't have a good sense of direction, but London is really a beautiful city."

"Of course..." Hearing outsiders praise one's own city is always something to be happy about. The smile in Nina's eyes has not dissipated yet, and the expression of surprise spreads quickly on her fair and jade-like face.

Nina's expression turned cold instantly, and she frowned and looked down at the muzzle of the gun pressed against her chest.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." The blond boy had a smile on his face, with a shy expression in his shy eyes, "You are cuter than I imagined, Phoenix, especially if you didn't turn cold." when."

[Phoenix → Professor Ball → that organization]

"Who are you, Aini, Naberis..."

"No, I don't belong to them, but you will belong to... Be cooperative, I don't want to hurt you, after all, they just want to keep your life, and they don't mind if I make a few holes in your body." He took Nina's hand that was about to reach into her pocket.

The warmth from her hands made Nina feel a chill, her heartbeat started to speed up, and she had a bad premonition.Sure enough, she lowered her eyes and saw the blond boy take out his wand and mobile phone from her pocket and throw them into the grass in the distance.

"Okay, keep the usual state and step into the black Porsche in front." The blond boy approached Nina's ear and said affectionately, wrapping his arms around Nina's shoulders. They looked like an ordinary couple.

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221B Baker Street

"Who are you looking for?" Mrs. Hudson opened the door, and a woman with short silver hair was standing outside the door.

"Hello!" Abby waved her hand, raised her bright smile, and looked inside. "Is Nina back? I'm her friend. We made an appointment to have lunch together."

"Oh, not yet, she went out with Sherlock this morning." Mrs. Hudson thought for a while and said, "Although I don't remember some things clearly, but..."

Mrs. Hudson wanted to talk to Abby about other things, but she suddenly paused, as if she remembered something important, "Oh, by the way, you can call Nina."

Abby lowered her eyes in frustration, and forced a smile, "I tried, but no one got through, I thought, maybe something happened to her, um... something not so good, you understand?"

Now London is no longer as peaceful as it used to be. Diodontosaurus, dusk bird, velociraptor... what else is impossible to appear? Just yesterday, they just captured a bird from ancient times on the highway. A mammoth that ran out.

"I know, I know... don't worry, dear!" Mrs. Hudson nodded approvingly, as Sherlock's landlord, she has been dealing with those weird things, "Maybe, you can try... "

Mrs. Hudson turned her head and looked up the stairs, wanting to let Abby go up to try her luck.

I happened to see Sherlock who was hurrying down the stairs, "My God, Sherlock, when did you come back? I didn't even see you." Mrs. Hudson said in surprise, "I was going to talk to this lady just now. mentioning you..."

"5 minutes ago, when you were immersed in the TV and couldn't extricate yourself." Sherlock interrupted Mrs. Hudson, twitching the corners of her mouth, "Goodbye, Mrs. Hudson." Sherlock looked at it from the corner of his eye. Abby stood by.

"Oh, bad boy, at least let me finish." Mrs. Hudson looked helplessly at Sherlock and ran to the side of the street to flag down an approaching taxi, as he always did!

"Wait" Sherlock backed up and stood between Mrs. Hudson and Abby. The moment Mrs. Hudson was about to speak, she stopped and said, "Stop, you!" Sherlock turned and looked at Abby.

"What are you doing?" Abby changed her position awkwardly. To be honest, Sherlock's gaze made her a little uncomfortable, especially since he was still a strange man.

"cell phone."

"What?" Abby's eyes widened in astonishment. Is this world crazy?

"According to her habit, she will send you a text message after getting off the car. The time should be two hours ago. I want to check the text message."

Abby blinked her beautiful eyes, her tongue curled a little, "She... you said Nina, yes, Nina sent me a text message two hours ago."

[(No abnormality) (No one connects to the phone→accident or cell phone out of battery×)(Kidnapping, hijacking→accident or deliberate) (Who? Purpose?) (Simonley, Phoenix) (Recent serial disappearances )]

"Location? Where is your appointment?" Sherlock asked after checking his phone.

"...the restaurant at 63 Green Avenue, Nina is very familiar with that area, she lives there." Abby lowered her head, trying to relax, but still clasped her arms with both hands, "I have a bad feeling. "

Abby raised her head as she spoke, and looked around in surprise. There was no one else beside her except Mrs. Hudson.

[(Green Avenue) (Mussolini Avenue to Green Avenue, taxi, time-consuming 1h) (SMS time: 12:10) (Nina's pace, 63 minutes away from No. 10)]

"Entrance to Curter Park on Green Avenue" Sherlock opened the door and got into the taxi.

Curt Park

"Honey, where are you going tonight? I've been thinking about you, we haven't seen each other for a long time." Couples embracing and approaching on the park path.

[(being involved with three people at the same time) (sexual dysfunction) (has a white cat) (is repairing the kitchen)]

"Julie, run slowly, Julie! Baby!" A young mother ran after her daughter on the street.

[(husband cheating)(had a clerical job)(minor financial problems)(asthma)]

[......]

Sherlock's eyes flicked over every part of Curter Park, and all kinds of complicated information emerged from every person and every ground.

[NO, not here, another road, 1h drive, near No. 63 Green Avenue. ]

Sherlock stood at the entrance of Cotter Park, and all kinds of people who were active in the park, their movements were gradually slowed down, and then it seemed that someone suddenly pressed the pause button, and each person was labeled with a specific label.

In the next second, Sherlock cleared everyone from his head, and re-presented the map from Mussolini Avenue to Green Avenue. The route connecting the two places is constantly changing. After a point is settled, the floor plan of Green Avenue is unfolded again.

[Oh, Cotter Park Back Street]

The moment Sherlock realized it, his body reacted first, and he ran quickly across Cotter Park.There was only one path leading to the back street from Curt Park. He should have thought that Nina was familiar with this area, and she would choose the shortest distance to get to No. 63.

There is a couple embracing by the path, kissing like no one else, and two silver cars are parked beside the road in the back street.

Girls in red dresses were hawking along the path behind Curter Park, "Flowers! Flowers!"

The girl saw Sherlock from a distance, and walked to Sherlock with a flower basket. A small white hand reached into the flower basket and took out a folded paper.

"Someone asked me to give it to you..." the girl asked timidly, "Want to buy a bunch of flowers, sir?"