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While speaking, the car started to speed up, and soon arrived in front of the castle. The rider on horseback whom he had seen from a distance before, that is, the owner of the castle, was already waiting there.

"Seanley, my old friend, we meet again."

Nick Valentine was a man of typical Germanic features, tall and well built, almost as tall as two Scarletts stacked on top of each other.His appearance can't be called handsome, but he has a special majesty, and his expression will unconsciously reveal a trace of reserved arrogance, which is the unique sense of superiority of a person who has been in a superior position for a long time.The dark brown hair and ice blue eyes give Valentine a lot of points, but they don't make people feel friendly at all.

Because he came here on horseback, Nick was also wearing a thick equestrian suit. The uniform-style horse suit made him look taller and more charming, and his straight back made Nick look like a soldier.

"Nick, no see for two years, how are you?"

Putting aside their reserve and demeanor, the two men gave their friends a hug.

"Lucas, you are still so beautiful." Nick hugged Mrs. Holmes again.

"Nick, you are the same as before." Mrs. Holmes smiled.

"Sherlock, long time no see, you've grown up so much." Nick extended his hand to Sherlock like an adult.Sherlock reached out and shook his hand reluctantly, but said nothing.

"So this, is Scarlett?" Nick bent down and smiled at Scarlett, with some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes adding to his charm, but Scarlett was not in the mood to appreciate it at all.

"Hello." Scarlett whispered behind Mrs. Holmes. Like an ordinary shy girl, she looked at Nick timidly and cautiously, as if frightened by him.

"This child is shy. Scarlett, aren't you looking forward to coming to Germany?" Mrs. Holmes dragged Scarlett to explain.

"It's okay, kids, as long as you're familiar with it." Nick, who couldn't hear Scarlevan's voice, straightened up indifferently, "Come on, the rooms are all ready, you guys take a rest first, and we'll have dinner together later. "

Scarlewen didn't speak, looked down at her toes, and shouted in her heart: "I'm going! Isn't this guy a wizard, a wizard, a wizard!!! Why are you friends with Daddy!!!"

Accepting the British wizard's style of painting that seems to have been living in the Victorian era, Scarlevin felt that this style of painting was simply novel.And if it's just an ordinary wizard, it's fine, but this one has shown that her status is not ordinary, and she can become friends with Mr. Holmes... Scaleven has a feeling that this Valentine also knows that she is a wizard.

A maid came forward and took Holmes to the guest room, and Scarlevin visited the castle along the way.The exterior of the entire castle looks like an 18th-century Baroque palace. The main building has four floors and is symmetrical with the gate as the center. The yellow outer wall is a round red vault.There are two wings on either side of the main building, used as rooms for the servants.It is said that there are some buildings including stables not far behind.To this, Scarlevin only wanted to say one word: "Hao!"

The first floor is a variety of restaurants, living room, smoking room, dressing room, tea room, conference room... There are statues and armor on both sides of the corridor, a huge three-story crystal lamp hangs on the top of the hall, and velvet curtains with blue and black patterns on the floor-to-ceiling windows All unzipped, gold tassels dangled from deep gold and black drawstrings.When Scareven went up the stairs, she saw a huge fat cat lying on a window sill, looking out of the window boredly, its paws unconsciously grasping the wooden window sill.

The second floor is used by the owner, and Skalevin only saw the brick-red woven flower carpet on the entire floor and many portraits on the wall when passing by.

The third floor is the guest room, and the decoration here is much more modern.The floor is still covered with carpet, and there are rooms on both sides of the corridor. There is a groove not far above the door, which contains lamps for lighting.Decorative paintings are hung between the doors of each room, and a small sign with different patterns is hung on the door, so that each guest can easily find their own room.

The guest room of the Holmes couple is two connected bedrooms, Sherlock's bedroom is on the other end, and Scarlett's is opposite Sherlock.

The luggage had already been sent to the room, and the flames in the fireplace warmed the room, and Scarlevin didn't unpack the luggage. She took off her coat and ran to Sherlock's room first, "Wow!" With a cry, he pounced on his bed, and by the way kicked and kicked his boots off.

Sherlock has long been used to Scarlett's behavior of spending time in his room from time to time, and he didn't unpack his luggage. Instead, he stepped on the chair to look at the top of the fireplace for a while, and touched the bottom of the window sill for a while.

"...What are you doing, Sherlock?" Scareven turned over and asked while lying on the bed.

"It's nothing." Sherlock clapped his hands, thought for a while, and asked Scarleven, "Don't you think there is something weird? I always felt like someone was watching me just now, but I didn't find the monitor, maybe You will be more professional in this regard." He looked at Scarlevan expectantly.

Scarlett: "...hehehe..."

If the owner of this house was a wizard, it wouldn't be surprising if anything happened. Of course, Skalevin had a way to test it, such as releasing magic power to detect the surroundings. If there was magic, she believed that she would definitely feel it.But Sherlock is too sensitive, if the magic power sweeps over him and he feels it... Hehehe, Scalevan doesn't want him to know her little secret... At least she doesn't want Sherlock to know it now.

However, Scarlett had another way. She took out her mobile phone from her pocket. This simple cellphone was modified by Scarlett. Although it seemed that there was no change on the surface, it was actually quite different inside.Scarlevin clicked on a small software, and then clicked on the music to choose a song, and the melodious violin music flowed out.

"Here." Scarlevin handed the phone to Sherlock, not worried that Sherlock would find out the little secrets in her phone, "The maximum scanning range is one meter, if there is a bugging device, the lights on it will light up, and the music will also be turned on." going out of tune."

Sherlock took the mobile phone back and forth with great interest and looked at it. He also has a mobile phone that is exactly the same, but in terms of weight, the one from Scarlevin is also heavier than his.Sherlock was not in a hurry to study it, he still believed in Scarlevin's hands-on ability, and Scarlevin had made several gadgets for him to study before.

Sherlock jumped up and down with Scarlevin's mobile phone, and tried all the places he thought were suspicious, but the result... Of course, there was no result, because it was not a technological method in the first place.

Sherlock stood at the head of the bed with his waist thrust up, "Skalevin, this is unscientific, is there something wrong with your mobile phone? It shouldn't be possible...so what is the reason! Ahhh...I hate this place, every day Every time there are some unexplainable things, it's impossible!"

Scarlevin had been lying in Sherlock's quilt for a while, she yawned and said, "Maybe it's nothing at all, you're too sensitive, maybe this castle is too old, you know? I heard Things that cannot be explained by science often happen in places that are too old, such as ghosts."

"There are no ghosts in this world." Sherlock vetoed it.

"Hey hey hey...not necessarily~~" The world of normal people may not exist, but wizards...how about it?

Sherlock glanced at Scarlett suspiciously.

Although Scarlevin was a little drowsy, she had to go to dinner.Scarlevinga changed her clothes in her room and went downstairs with Sherlock.I didn't expect that Skalevin would not be sleepy as soon as she got to the table, because...it's so...so...delicious.

Scarlett, who had eaten the British cuisine cycle set meal for half a year, filled her face with a spoon in her mouth.

It’s not that Mrs. Holmes’s skills are not good, but I have to admit that she doesn’t know many dishes, basically bread (bought in the store), milk, steak, fried fish, fried shrimp and chips...Mr. Holmes and Sherlock seem to be very fond of food The requirements are not high, but if you can have a big meal, you will feel better.

Scaleven secretly dragged the crystal cup filled with black caviar soaked in ice water to her face.This is a good thing, a Russian specialty, with a strong taste, it is very delicious whether it is a side dish or wine, and it is also very good to eat directly, but it is a bit wasteful.

Scarlett was throwing everything away.She dug a spoonful of it with a small pointed shell spoon and put it in her mouth, um~~~ It’s not an exaggeration to fly if it’s delicious.The plump fish roes are pushed up to the palate by the tongue, and then burst in the mouth. The salty taste brings out the deliciousness and sweetness of the fish roe in the most precise proportion, without any distraction.With just one bite, Skalevin tasted it. This is the roe produced by the beluga sturgeon known as the "Pearl of the Caspian Sea". The sturgeon is at least 30 years old. Served in less than a week...

It would be nice to have a glass of champagne at this time.But Scareven just thought about it... Just as she was thinking, a small glass of champagne suddenly appeared in front of her.Scarlevin raised her head and saw Nick raised his glass to her from the main seat.

"Thank you." Skalevin pretended not to know anything and raised the champagne.

"Just a small drink, Scarlett. Today is a special day. You shouldn't be drinking. You're too young," Mrs. Holmes added.

"Oh, it's just a glass of champagne. Don't be too serious, Mrs. Holmes." Nick said disapprovingly.

"Alcohol and its metabolites can cause direct or indirect damage to nerve tissue, and alcohol can cause damage to other organs such as the liver." Sherlock forked up a sliced ​​steak, "So my suggestion is, don't drink alcohol."

"...Thank you for your advice, Sherlock."

"You're welcome."

Nobody's praising you anymore, you spoiler.Scarlevin rolled her eyes, but did not refuse the glass of champagne.