[Comprehensive British and American] The world is malicious

"It's very late, you should come at another time." Mrs. Hudson was wearing a dark purple dress, and she didn't even have time to comb her hair, and hurriedly opened the door, "Oh, my God, you are finally back!"

Mrs. Hudson showed a look of surprise, "I've been thinking wildly, worrying that you will have an accident, now, it's really great, come in quickly." Mrs. Hudson said incoherently.

"Sherlock, your face looks a bit ugly. What's wrong?" Mrs. Hudson noticed Sherlock's pale face. To be honest, she had even seen Sherlock's body before. He came back with less blood, and he had never seen his face pale like this.

"Mrs. Hudson, can we go up first? Mr. Holmes may be a little uncomfortable." Nina smiled awkwardly. She fully understood Mrs. Hudson's happy mood, and she felt extremely happy to be back here.

But what she never expected was that Sherlock Holmes would Apparate.

"Of course." Mrs. Hudson said reflexively, and then she smiled considerately at Nina, "Go up, I will prepare breakfast for you tomorrow morning, don't worry."

Mrs. Hudson kindly stepped aside, "If possible, I would be happy to hear about your experience." Mrs. Hudson said in a low voice when Nina went upstairs, along with a friendly and considerate smile.

The familiar environment made Nina's tense nerves relax, and an indescribable sense of comfort emerged in her heart, as if lying on the grass in spring, lazily basking in the sun, allowing her to instantly forget what happened on the small island. everything of.

Well, maybe it's just her feeling, it's not a wonderful time for Sherlock Holmes.

"Sherlock, are you okay?" Nina walked to the bathroom, leaned against the wall, and knocked on the door, "Apparition usually only makes people feel slightly uncomfortable, sorry, I didn't expect you to be like this A strong reaction... Maybe you need some special medicine, which can relieve your current state in time."

"No, I'm fine." There was a reply from the bathroom. With a pale face, Sherlock suddenly opened the door and walked out. He looked down and saw the water glass handed to him, "Thank you", Sherlock said. Mouth.

"Give me the phone, please. It's on the table." Sherlock took a sip of water, then frowned, and looked down at the clear water in the glass, "What did you add?"

Nina pursed her lips and smiled. She didn't want to say what was added in it. It would seriously affect her appetite and mood. "How do you feel?" Nina said while picking up the mobile phone on the table.

"Good" Sherlock continued to stare at the water in the glass, the strong feeling of nausea just now disappeared without a trace, even drugs would not have such a miraculous effect.

While Sherlock was texting, Nina walked to the window and said casually, "The key is here."

A bunch of keys flew out of the window into Nina's palm. Nina blinked and looked at Sherlock who happened to raise his head. She smiled and shook the keys in her hand, "I'm going back, good night, big detective."

next morning

"Only 1 minute, please, please don't ring again..." Nina rubbed her messy hair and sat up on the bed. After looking at the hands at six o'clock in the morning for a long time, Nina resigned herself to turning off the alarm clock.

Bambi the rabbit was taken home by Avril Lavigne. Chloe was nestling in the cage obediently. Seeing Nina getting up from the bed, she flew out of the cage excitedly and landed on Nina's shoulder.

"Good morning, lovely lady." Nina raised her hand to touch Chloe's furry head, but Chloe rubbed her palm as if responding.

"We're going back to live for a while, Chloe, after I leave, you can fly back directly." Nina stood up as she spoke, and after a brief wash, she took off the medicine lists pasted on the wall After a quick glance, he threw it into the trash can aside.

She packed some things to take back and a few bottles of potions that she had already made, and she planned to move out of here after Avril came back.

However, now, for some inexplicable reason, she doesn't want to leave here immediately, at least before the official start of school.

"Nina, good morning, are you going out?" Mrs. Hudson suddenly poked her head out to look at Nina, "I'm preparing breakfast for you, don't you want to stay and have breakfast together?"

"No, thank you, Mrs. Hudson, I have some urgent matters to do, and I may not be back in the next few days. I want to go home for a while." Nina thought for a while and explained, raising a sign to Mrs. Hudson smile.

"I understand, good boy, be careful on the road."

After going out, as if identifying the direction, Nina looked left and right, left Baker Street, and turned into a secluded alley. Nina took out the prepared polyjuice potion from her pocket and turned into An adult male with light brown hair.

[Westminster Abbey - Churchyard]

Nina looked down at her mobile phone, which recorded the location she was going to this time. Well, the church, last time it was the British Museum. Nina has no objection to this arrangement, after all, they are the ones who pay.

She has been engaged in this profitable business since two years ago, selling a small amount of potions to ordinary people to make a profit, maybe she should stop this practice as soon as possible and return to a safe and stable state.

Find an interesting and stable job after graduation, and perhaps continue her studies as Professor Ball said.

Nina pursed her lips, put the phone back into her pocket, and walked out of the alley.

*Westminster Abbey, cemetery

There were not a few people who came to visit the church. Walking on the road leading to the cemetery, Nina saw many people of different skin colors. They seemed to be very interested and communicated with their companions in their native language from time to time.

She could imagine how popular it was, at least it had buried great men, like the Pantheon in France.

Nina's eyes hurriedly moved away from these tourists, searching for the person he was looking for within the visible range.

"Churchill, he gave up Coventry. Long time no see, Mr. William." Nina looked down at the name engraved on the tombstone, and then the person standing by the tombstone looked away, and slowly turned her head to look at Nina .

This is a man in his 50s and [-]s with the characteristics of a typical British gentleman. He is wearing a neat suit, his hair is carefully combed, and he is holding a fine and practical walking stick in his hand.

"You guessed again what I was thinking, Mr. White."

"Maybe we have the same thoughts, Mr. William." Nina smiled gently, and looked at the three normally dressed men standing beside the tombstone.

Nina had seen them many times. Although they looked no different from passers-by, if someone wanted to do something to William, they would definitely not be vegetarians.

William raised a subtle smile and wiped his hands with a handkerchief, "That's not the case. Your skills are still superb, and you can't do this with makeup." William looked at Nina with unobtrusive eyes.

Every time she comes to see William, Nina will always have a different face. She hopes that William will treat her as a master of disguise, because Polyjuice Potion can only become a real person, and she will never want to become a real person because of her own body. Existence, causing too much trouble for others.

"After all, many of the medicines I sell are illegal. I don't want to go to Scotland Yard for tea. Do I need to check?" Nina lifted the small box in her hand. There were not many bottles of medicine in it, but the price was astonishingly high. .

"No, I believe you." William nodded slightly, and the person standing in the distance stepped forward and took the small box in Nina's hand. "There are many things worth seeing here." William said, looking at far away.

The tourists who came to visit came in groups, stopping in front of the tombstone of a certain celebrity from time to time.

"Sorry." Nina took out the vibrating cell phone in her pocket, it was a text message from Sherlock.

[Come back quickly, please come back quickly if you have something to do. ——SH]

"Mr. William, it seems that I don't have the luck to accompany you on the tour." Nina said smoothly, although she had no plans to go back at all, she could imagine that the so-called quick return might just help to hold the pen or mobile phone that was close at hand.

"Unfortunately, I look forward to our next happy cooperation, Mr. White." William stretched out his hand, a smile appeared on his clean cheeks, "Old rules, this is the time and place for the next meeting." William said from his suit pocket He took out a folded note and handed it to Nina.

"Sir, do we need to follow?" Hou's people in the distance walked up to William after Nina left and asked in a low voice.

"No need." William rubbed his cane and suppressed the smile on his face, "He knows the principle of caution, don't do useless things."

Nina walked out of Westminster Abbey with ease, and casually opened the note that William handed her, and there was only one type of medicine listed on it—an analgesic.