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The interview ended soon. After the start of the new semester, Scarlett will enter the second grade of St. Louis Elementary School. If there is no accident, she will study here until she is 15 years old. After finishing the ninth grade, she will enter high school... I think Thinking about it feels like a lie, Scarlevin is not sure that she has the patience to read for so long, the biggest possibility is skipping a grade, but Mommy seems to hope that she can finish reading like an "ordinary child"... just take one step at a time.

Regarding Sherlock's training... until his physical strength has not strengthened, Skalevin can't teach him anything. She can only let him run for an hour a day first, do some muscle exercises and so on.However, Sherlock refused to go out for a run. The reason was that others saw that the degree of shame was too high... Scarletwen didn't understand what shame there was at all. Don't guess if you don't understand the arrogant mind, especially the one with high IQ_( : 3"∠)_

After finishing Scarlett's affairs, Mrs. Holmes saw that Sherlock had basically accepted the fact that she had a younger sister, so she simply left Scarlett at home with Sherlock, and went to give a speech by herself.As professors, Mr. and Mrs. Holmes did not rely solely on the school and a company to support their families, otherwise they would not have developed Sherlock's character of having no concept of money.

Sherlock is very dissatisfied with Mummy's behavior, and he is also very busy.

Scareven, who finally found her chance, had other plans.

If the professor wants to earn extra money, he has to find a part-time job. If Scarlevin wants to earn extra money, at least he has to hide it from his family. Besides, she is almost empty-handed now, so she must find some money. She has already thought about this.

"Sherlock, lend me some money, I want to buy something." Scarlett, who had already made up her mind, lay on Sherlock's back.

Sherlock, who is not very used to this kind of intimacy, frowned, but did not push her down, "How much do you want to borrow?" Sherlock, who had no concept of money, didn't think it was unreasonable for Scarlett to borrow money from him. place.

"How much do you have?" Skalevin asked back.

Sherlock thought for a while, and found that he didn't know at all, "I have to look for it."

Scarlett: "..." Looking for it?

You really have to look for it. Sherlock instructed Scaleven to find the rolled up banknotes and coins from coat pockets, trouser pockets, iron boxes, wallets, and under the mattress, "It's all here." Xia Locke said without embarrassment at all.

Scarlett counted, it was about two hundred pounds... ==

"You're so poor." Scalewen sneered. She thought that Sherlock's pocket money for so many years would add up to a lot. She had two front teeth, and Mrs. Holmes gave her twenty pounds in pocket money.

"I want you to take care of my money." Sherlock squinted at her, "Am I saving money for you? It's a beautiful idea."

Scarlett thinks about it too. After all, Sherlock is still a 16-year-old boy, and the experimental equipment he bought is not cheap.

Thinking of this, Scarlett didn't dislike it. She scanned and collected all the money. Sherlock would have to pay two to three hundred pounds to buy a high-precision microscope, so he didn't think Scarlett, who was only eight years old, would What's wrong with buying something for two hundred pounds.

Scarlett collected the money and asked Sherlock casually, "I want to go to London tomorrow, do you want to go?" Mr. and Mrs. Holmes will not be here tomorrow, just right.Scarlevin didn't expect Sherlock to answer, but he thought about it and agreed, "I happen to have something to go, but you have all my money, so you pay for the ticket."

Scarlett: "..." I was just asking, really.

Fortunately, Sherlock didn't have the concept of "eight-year-olds can't go to the streets alone", so Scarlett and Sherlock took the bus to the center of London and got off and broke up. The two agreed to meet at King's Cross Station at three o'clock in the afternoon. go home together.In order to prevent Sherlock from throwing himself at Mycroft because he had no money for lunch, Scarlevin gave him twenty pounds. As for whether Sherlock had enough money... Scarlevyn was not worried.

Scarlett didn't know what Sherlock was doing in London, but her goal was very clear.

Scarlett came to the most prosperous shopping street in London, and found a sports car parked on the side of the road/hugging left and right in broad daylight/wearing sunglasses on cloudy days/short, rich and handsome, that guy has a bad forehead The word "Fat Sheep" was not pasted... Skalevin decided to slaughter the fat sheep.

This guy's wallet is very big, and Scarlett probably has three thousand pounds. There is also his driver's license in it, and there is a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes on it, but he has a cheap face. "Tony/Stark..." It's still an American, who, I don't know.Scarlevin rolled up the money and stuffed it into his pocket, wiped off the traces on the wallet, and threw it into the trash can.

Skalevin found a gathering place for "lower class people", bought a few clothes in a second-hand clothing store to change into, and bought some cosmetics to prepare, then walked towards her final destination.

There are some places that are destined to become shady venues. Even if the managers or the people inside are different, it makes no difference to Skalevin.Scalewen found the entrance familiarly, and walked in... The gatekeeper turned out to be an acquaintance, even though he looked decades younger.

It doesn't seem to be completely different, Skalevin thought to herself.

Gary "Iron Fist" felt that this was probably the most... the most unreasonable guest he had ever seen. Of course he had never seen anything like this in a place like this, but this time it was a bit outrageous.

"This is a bar, but there are no drinks for you, boy, you'd better go home and drink milk." Gary said in a rough voice to the boy in front of him, who was not as tall as his thigh. A rare discovery of conscience.

Scarletwen wore a hood and lowered her head slightly, only showing her nose and chin. She stood a few steps away from Gary and did not step forward, but let out a muffled low laugh. Her soft and clear voice said With a hint of sharp words: "When will 'Iron Fist' refuse business? Or...there is a new regulation in the boxing ring that does not allow minors to enter?" She said, her voice changed several times, and it seemed that she could not distinguish between men and women.

When Gary heard it, he immediately understood that the kid in front of him was not an ignorant kid on the street, but a knowledgeable one, but he still frowned and asked, "Just you? Where's your adult?"

"You want to ask me to bring enough money?" Scaleven sneered, and took off her hood to reveal her face.At this time, she was no longer the little girl with black hair and purple eyes, but a boy with ginger hair. Under the dim light, her eyes were no longer purple, but a color that was like green and blue... No matter who sees her now, it is difficult to associate her with "Skalevin/Sherlock Holmes".

Scarlevin looked at Gary calmly, as if she didn't care about the chaotic environment around her.Her attitude made Gary hesitate, but in the end he stepped aside. The smartest thing about Gary has always been his practical knowledge, which is probably why he became an information dealer 20 years later.

"Keep going backwards, boy, good luck."

"Thank you." Skalevin waved her hand smartly, and walked through Gary to the door behind him...but was stopped by another guy.

"Hey, boy, the back is not the place for a cute 'little girl' like you to go. I have something better to show you, boy, how about going to Lele with me?" Mater's face was wretched, and the guys behind him who had the same thoughts laughed and slowly stood up, and they were about to surround him.

Scaleven sneered, but she didn't see any movement, but this wretched man suddenly showed a look of horror, his eyes widened, and then he backed up violently, but screamed that he knocked himself down up.

"No! Go away! Don't come here!" The man kept waving his hands, and the men behind him who were about to get up looked at Scarlett in surprise, Scarlett flicked his sleeves, and sat on the ground as if nothing had happened. The man walked past and disappeared behind the door.A companion came over and kicked the wretched man, and asked: "What's the matter, old guy, didn't you suddenly soften?" Unexpectedly, the wretched man rolled his eyes and passed out on the ground without saying a word, leaving only the other People looked at each other in blank dismay, completely unaware of what had happened to him.

Skalevin pushed open the second door, and the violent stench and roar were released like a monster, and then disappeared into the door as Skaleven closed the door.

Although Skalevin seems to be very eye-catching in the bar in front, no one pays attention to her here. Almost everyone's eyes are cast on the ring in the center of the room, and they are yelling at the people on the ring. Shout out and hope one of them brings them luck.

This room can accommodate at least 200 people. In addition to a standard ring in the middle, there are four high platforms in the four corners of the room. The high platforms are surrounded by thin wooden doors, and there are respectively a croupier and a gambler sitting behind them. This is where they exchange their money for small tickets. After each sparring start and end, people will flock to the high platform. Enter the next game to win more.

There are three rounds in the arena, and after each round, you can bet, but the proportion of winnings is smaller as you go backwards. Of course, there are other bets, such as breaking several bones.If the guy you're betting on beats his opponent to death...that's a real fortune.

Scarlevin walked into the crowd, and the crazy gamblers seemed to be unable to see her. Although the crowd was crowded, it seemed that no one could touch her. Scarlevin walked through these men like a dragon. , to the high platform in the southeast corner.

Sitting behind the high platform in the southeast corner was a tall and decadent old man, wearing a dirty old shirt, with greasy hair, a big beer belly, and holding a wine bottle in his hand to take a few sips from time to time.

Scarlevin was standing under the high platform. With her height, she could neither see the ring nor the people behind the high platform.But she has her own way.The magic power circulated the whole body in an instant, and Skalevin took a deep breath and jumped up more than a meter high, and landed on the wooden door next to the high platform lightly like a feather.