[Comprehensive] Live broadcast of the crime scene

When you truly desire something, the entire universe conspires to help you.

——Paul Cole

"Staff Chen!" In a low building, a researcher in white overalls urgently called his boss to report, "The No. [-] incident has occurred."

Only one day has passed since Mo Xian’s live broadcast room was discovered, and the major official staff organizations have drawn up hundreds of possible events for the live broadcast content, involving various aspects, numbered by importance, and the actions of this live broadcast room are in line with the third event: As a detective, Holmes cannot let go of Mo Xian's identity which is full of doubts. There is bound to be a dialogue involving Mo Xian's identity, and this dialogue is exactly what they need. Through Mo Xian's rhetoric, they can get from Even a sigh can analyze her true origin.

Who is she?

Why did she time travel?

How advanced is her society?

Perhaps, all problems will be revealed in this dialogue.

Staff Officer Chen had already entered the third basement floor from the stairwell on the top floor, and stepped into the research room like the wind. A large screen in the middle of the research room played Mo Xian's live broadcast in real time. Capture the image of the opponent's muscles and confirm whether she is lying in the form of muscle movement. The square white table next to the lie detector is already full of thirteen people, including behaviorists, psychologists, linguists, sociologists, etc. Experts and professors who specialize in the study of human beings, when they heard Staff Chen's movements, they didn't turn their heads or say hello. There was a computer and a notebook on the table in front of them. I wrote hard on the Internet and recorded some notes that laymen would never understand.

And this situation also occurs in dozens of research institutions in provincial capitals across the country. Staff Officer Chen quietly sat down at the end of the desk, gently turned on the computer, and connected to the General Staff Office. On his computer desktop, he could see many experts in the research room. In order to keep up with everyone’s progress, he opened thirteen windows in a row, multitasking to browse and analyze the results of the experts. One of the psychologists found that Mo Xian subconsciously clenched the telegram when Holmes mentioned it. This is a sign of panic, and it can be concluded that no matter what information Holmes has obtained, at least they have confirmed that Mo Xian's background information is not monolithic.

While Staff Officer Chen was thinking, he saw the opposite expert picked up a pen and subconsciously looked at the big screen, and he also quickly opened his notebook.

Mo Xian was about to speak.

It is human nature not to be able to trust one hundred percent of things that one does not know, even though the system has arranged a background identity for Mo Xian, but Mo Xian knows that it is fake, and when someone asks him in a targeted manner, his head There was a blank moment—she naturally didn't know how many people were studying her facial expressions at this time, otherwise she might be able to conceal it better—fortunately, there was a systematic electronic voice in her mind, "Your background setting There is nothing wrong with it, relax, Holmes is watching you."

When she quickly collected her emotions and was ready to answer, Holmes seemed to have got enough information from her. He turned his attention to the telegram and stopped staring at her. There were no flaws, but there were many loopholes, and the heart that had been put down was raised again, like a bird frightened, for fear that Holmes would suddenly say something surprising.

"You don't have to be nervous," Mr. Holmes looked up at her. His gray eyes clearly knew what he knew, but strangely, Mo Xian was miraculously relieved. She watched as Holmes picked up the telegram and got up to leave. Go to the fireplace, throw it into the fire, and watch it turn into a ball of ashes under the licking of the tongue of fire, "I haven't read this telegram."

what?

Mo Xian couldn't react for a while.

[What does Sherlock Holmes mean? ] The audience was also confused, [Are you scaring the broadcaster? ] [I guess he has already got the information he wants from the broadcaster’s reaction, it doesn’t matter whether he reads the telegram or not,] Yan Li, the speculative novelist, once again used his expertise, [I feel that he is meeting the broadcaster for the first time I was skeptical at that time, but now I use an unread telegram to test it out, and found that the broadcaster really has ghosts, so I stopped reading it. ] [Unreasonable,] Han Jiangxue, as a fan of reasoning, instinctively pointed out that it was wrong, [If he doesn't read it, he can return the telegram to the broadcaster, why burn it? ] While sending the barrage, Han Jiangxue was also sorting out her thoughts, [I think, what he meant was, I know there is something wrong with your identity, but I don’t want to get to the bottom of it, so don’t be too nervous, what do you think? Nothing happened. ] [Yes, I also think Holmes meant to let the past go,] Someone immediately echoed, [Otherwise, why would you tell the broadcaster that you haven’t read the telegram, and why burn the telegram? ] Just as the barrage of opinions did not reach a conclusion, Holmes suddenly spoke.

"Miss Mo."

"Ah."

"Mrs. Hudson said, you will go back after burying your mother's ashes?" He turned to face Mo Xian, and she slowly relaxed her teacup hand, as if she didn't understand why Mr. Holmes asked this, she tentatively He replied calmly, "Is...?"

"Do you hate the smell of tobacco?" asked Holmes, smiling.

"It's a bit uncomfortable, but it's not very annoying?" Mo Xian was confused by him and couldn't figure it out.

"I often do some chemical experiments, don't you mind?"

"of course not."

"When I'm in a bad mood, I play the violin. Do you care?"

Mo Xian gradually understood what he meant, she showed a sincere smile, "Absolutely not, thank you, Mr. Holmes."

Yes, Staff Officer Chen and dozens of experts guessed it when Holmes burned the telegram. Although Mo Xian's origin was unknown, he didn't mind it anymore, and even offered an olive branch, willing to leave before Mo Xian left Be her qualified roommate.

One is a stranger who lives in the house, and the other is a roommate who lives together. The former represents helpless endurance, while the latter expresses willing acceptance. Seeing this situation, Staff Officer Chen knew that they could not find a breakthrough in Sherlock Holmes. Since we are friends, even if Mo Xian has some small secrets, as long as he does not commit a crime and does not touch Holmes' bottom line, he probably will not continue to pursue it.

"But we have also drawn some useful conclusions." The experts abandoned the live broadcast with no useful content for the time being, and began to discuss the meaning of the scene just now, "Yes, we confirm that the broadcaster traveled through it under the influence of external forces .From the materials of her clothes and cosmetics, her level of time and space technology is probably not much different from ours."

"The purpose of her live broadcast also needs our attention." A scholar opened his data form and put it on the big screen. There will be interaction with the audience. Not only does she rarely speak in the live broadcast room-the way of speaking is another issue worthy of attention. When she speaks in the live broadcast room, there is no movement of her lips in the live broadcast screen. I guess it may be converted into sound waves by using brain waves The technology——and she didn’t face the camera very much, the greeting at the beginning was probably excited because she just traveled, so we can draw a conclusion that she has never broadcast live before.”

"And her character," a psychologist said solemnly, "at the first sight of her, everyone's first impression must be 'a rich and tempered young lady', but after seeing her, you will see I found that she is very smart. How should I put it, she can perceive the subtle inner feelings of the other party, and make corresponding and appropriate actions, and easily win the love and trust of others. This kind of empathy ability is very terrifying. I doubt what she has established. The image of the eldest lady is just a cover."

"That's right," the scholar nodded and added, "but it's okay, she hasn't advanced to the point where she can completely hide her emotions. When she sees a request such as a barrage [to take some scenery], there will be a small movement of the corners of her lips. Although in the end she did what the audience requested, but she herself was quite repulsive."

So the problem appeared clearly in front of them.

Why do broadcasters reject live broadcasts so much, and still broadcast live for eight hours a day?

"I'm leaning more toward a deal," the psychologist said. "She's reluctant, but not coerced nervousness and anxiety."

"I think it's best for us to use the role of the audience to communicate with her." Several experts concluded after discussion, "It seems that people with a criminal record will walk around the police. We need to win her trust first. The official identity is good. It is useful, but arousing her vigilance will not be worth the loss. At present, this group of viewers has done a good job, they have initially gained the trust of the broadcaster, what we have to do is to be better than them."

"We also need to select a group of viewers who are likely to make Mo Xian feel distrustful. Let the live broadcast platform issue a questionnaire for #跟维维纳朗斯#. Only those who pass can send bullet screens, and those who don't pass can obediently watch."

"Yes, to raise Mo Xian's trust in the audience, there is also a reward, a reward is a good way to get close to the broadcaster."

"The amount should not be too much to cause the vigilance of the broadcaster, and it should not be too small to attract the attention of the broadcaster."

"Multiple sets of questionnaires must be prepared, and they cannot be allowed to post the answers online."

"I can also ask my students to watch it for a few hours a day, post a specified number of bullet chats, and count them into their usual grades."

In the words of the experts, the plan for gaining trust has roughly taken shape. Here, Staff Officer Chen, who witnessed all this, suddenly envied the podcaster of #跟给维纳朗斯#, and the top experts and scholars in the country worked hard To please her, this feeling...

"It's scaring me to death," Mo Xian returned to his room with lingering fears, and lay down on the bed without changing his clothes, exposing the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room in a large font, which relieved them who were worried together, [ I thought Holmes had found something. ] [It's terrible, Holmes. ] [Yes, he looks like a warm man, but he secretly investigates the broadcaster in his bones. ] [What is dark rubbing!My big Sherlock Holmes has always been aboveboard, didn't he burn the telegram in the end?Warm men are the essence! ][I can still feel Holmes' eyes looking at me through the screen behind the computer, that is called sharp eyes. ][It's not that our army is too incompetent, but that the enemy army is too cunning. ][If I were the podcaster, I would have knelt on the ground in fright and sang "I was conquered by you like this". ] Seeing the last barrage, Mo Xian thought about the scene, and couldn't help being amused with a puff. Seeing her smile, the audience also became happy, [Touch the podcaster, don't be afraid, you have already acted very well.] alright. ] [Yes, if I travel back to the Victorian era and meet Sherlock Holmes, hahahahaha I don’t dare to think about it [I burst into tears when I know the truth]] [Hug the broadcaster, you must be terrified. ] [Thinking about it better, you are already Holmes' identified roommate!The kind that overshadows the poke!How many people should be envious, jealous and hateful when it spreads! ] [Podcaster, you are great!come on! ] The local tyrants sent another series of rewards.

"They're right," even the system's electronic voice praised, "Actually, I didn't expect to be able to hide from Holmes' eyes. Now it's the best ending I can imagine."

Mo Xian squeezed out a good-looking smile, "Well, I know."

"Thank you, System."

The tenderness only lasted for less than a moment, Mo Xian packed up his mood, got up from the bed, checked his reward amount, it was more than [-], and the audience in the live broadcast room sent barrages, [Let’s be friends with local tyrants] . ] [The broadcaster mainly bought, bought, bought? ] [Yes, it's time to improve yourself. ]

[Quickly open the mall and have a look, I really want to know what else is inside besides the clothes~] The audience deliberately avoided the question of how the mall appeared, just kidding, this mall does not look like a product from the earth, in case you accidentally ask What secrets, they don't want to be invited to drink tea, sign a non-disclosure agreement, etc. Even if one or two people want to ask, they will be quickly cleared by the live broadcast room administrator to clean up the barrage and seal the IP and drag the small black room.

"By the way, the system." Before opening the mall, Mo Xian asked cautiously in his mind, "Can this appear on the live broadcast screen?"

"No problem," the system didn't care, "If it can't appear, I will remind you as early as when you buy clothes, your world, the live broadcast world and the audience's world are not connected, so you don't have to worry The audience will think of you because of your mall, and besides buying clothes, you haven’t seen the mall much, there are many good things in it besides the debris~”

And at this moment, many experts on Earth and Huaguo received emergency calls again.

"Event No. [-] has appeared!"

"The most important event No. [-]!"

"Hurry up and contact Professor Chen, Professor Wu, and Professor Qian..."

In the eyes of countless expectant eyes, Mo Xian opened the system mall, which was carried with the live ball, and saw a faint green light spread out from the small round entrance of the live ball like a fan, projecting a virtual picture, and at the same time At the same time, many people in various parts of China are having headaches: "Damn it! Why can't we close the live broadcast room!"

"Strictly censor all news about #MeetSherlockHolmes# on the Internet! Any pictures and videos are prohibited!"

"Block all relevant information, and immediately let the management of the live broadcast platform issue a password on the page. Anyone who leaks the information will be punished as a crime of endangering national security."

"There are too many people watching the live broadcast, and we cannot adjust the number of people watching the live broadcast by restricting the entrance of the live broadcast. We must be mentally prepared."

However, the undercurrent at the bottom of the water did not affect the calm water surface. Mo Xian slid his finger on the virtual interface. This is a very simple page that lists many tabs by category, but most of them are dim, as if they were marked The handwriting is as invisible as a mosaic, and the only things that light up are "daily necessities" and "reasoning related".

"The tab of the mall is determined by entering the world for the first time. If you enter the world of martial arts, the lit up ones will be martial arts cheats," the system explained, "because you entered the reasoning world for the first time, so only reasoning That column is lit, and as for daily necessities, they are available in any world.”

In the past, Mo Xian always asked the system to search for her in the search bar when buying things. Due to the limited angle, the audience could only see a corner of the virtual projection. It is rare to have the opportunity to display the entire page in the live broadcast room as brightly as today. At least, when they really saw the whole mall, they were so excited that they didn't know what to say.

[It turns out that technology can advance to this level. ]

[Great!I really want to live in the future! ]

[What are the other tabs?How can I only see one? ] "Others can't be clicked in. If you want to click in, you need to meet certain conditions, and I haven't reached the level of knowing the conditions," Mo Xian relayed the words of the system, "So I can only buy reasoning-related and daily necessities at present."

[That's it, don't worry, as long as the broadcaster continues to broadcast live, one day you will be able to see other tabs! ] The audience is also used to comfort themselves, [I hope I am not seventy or eighty at that time. ] [Ah, speaking of it, I look forward to it even more. Will there be cultivation techniques and bloodline exchanges like in the novel? ] [In front, stop dreaming at dawn. ] Mo Xian directly pokes into the inference related that is currently lit, and glances at it. In addition to the experimental equipment and fragments strongly recommended by the system, there is also a tab called "Live World Obtained". She clicked curiously, and a pop-up There is a page with a picture of Sherlock Holmes, on which it says [The broadcaster has a good relationship with Sherlock Holmes (roommate), you can get one of his skills], and below it is a list of skills, geology, chemistry, anatomy, violin, Fighting, law, etc., and at the end is a golden shard that says "Essential Deduction."

[elementary!This is Holmes' most famous skill! ] Audiences who are familiar with Sherlock Holmes immediately strongly suggested that she choose the basic deductive method, [It was created by Holmes and cannot be learned elsewhere! ] [Yes broadcaster!Choose it! ] [However, the main thing to note is that the deductive method is just a way of thinking. If you don't have such profound experience and knowledge as Sherlock Holmes, it will be abolished. ][Others also have limitations, the anatomy is not systematic, the law is limited to the United Kingdom, it is still a basic deductive method. ] Mo Xian consulted the system for a while, and finally chose the basic deduction method. When she touched the golden shard, the "basic deduction method" turned into a golden light and entered her mind. Her thinking seemed to be clearer, before she could feel the change more clearly, she heard the doorbell downstairs.

After closing the shopping mall quickly, she got up from the bed, put on plush slippers and went downstairs to open the door—it was impossible to expect Holmes to open the door, so she ran downstairs. She opened the door and exclaimed in surprise, "Hua! Doctor!"

[Watson? ! ] The barrage in the live broadcast room also began to get excited, [Watson came to the door? ] [Really Watson?I almost forgot about him. ] [Gosh!Watson is more handsome than I imagined! ]

[Watson and Holmes, oh my rotten girl! ]

Watson took off the bowler hat on his head with his right hand, nodded to her, and smiled kindly and sincerely, "Miss Mo, you look in good spirits." With sideburns, although his body was still emaciated, his eyes were restored, not immersed in sad memories like the last time I saw him.

"Yes, it's a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Watson," Mo Xian closed the door happily, while Watson put the cane in the shelf by the door, and walked with her towards the stairs in the living room on the second floor, "I I hear the Baker Street murders are solved."

"Yes, doctor," Mo Xian walked in front, she couldn't wait to push open the door of the living room, and called, "Mr. Holmes, look who is here."

A corner of the living room is where chemical experiments are performed. Mr. Holmes was carefully pouring a brown reagent on a dirty pine table, and he said loudly impatiently, "Whoever comes, please do not disturb me. "

Mo Xian shrugged. For some reason, after Holmes burned the telegram, Mo Xian suddenly realized that the distance from Holmes was not that far away. She must not have dared to yell like this before, but now, she seemed to let go of everything. He has no worries, he doesn't treat Holmes like he respects his teacher, but treats him like a friend.

Watson also smiled and spread his hands to her, looking helpless, then found a chair by the fireplace and sat down, poured two cups of tea for himself and Mo Xian, Mo Xian held up the teacup and smiled, "While he is I'm busy, and I think you'd like to hear me talk about the Baker Street murder." Speaking of which, it was kind of reciprocating.

"Of course," Watson familiarly took out a notebook from the bookcase on the wall beside the fireplace. His familiar gesture caused another howl of wolves in the live broadcast room, leaving Mo Xian speechless.

While talking about this murder case, the sound of a key opening the door came from downstairs. Mo Xian let out a "huh", stopped talking, and turned to look at the door of the living room. Not long after, Mrs. Hudson appeared in front of them. In front of her, she was wearing a purple dress and brought a plate of snacks. She was surprised to find that Watson was there, and said with a friendly smile, "Dr. Watson, long time no see." After saying hello, she said to Mo Xian, "Angel , when I went to visit relatives in the countryside, I inquired about the cemetery for you."

Mo Xian showed a mournful look appropriately, "Thank you, Aunt Hudson."

"If you are willing to accept the other party's price of two hundred pounds, I can take you to Beckensfield tomorrow," Mrs. Hudson put the snack plate on the table, "I have already contacted the pastor over there, Beckensfield Kensfield is exactly where your mother lived when she was young."

"I am very willing, Aunt Hudson." Now that she has obtained the "basic deductive method" and Mrs. Hudson has found the cemetery, it is time to leave. But she still felt relieved to go back quickly. As for the pound, it was not a problem at all.

On the contrary, the audience was a little confused, [What?Is the broadcaster gone? ] [The broadcaster has returned to your original time and space?Will you live stream there? ] [Blogger, will you still broadcast live? ]

[Want to watch the live broadcast of the time and space you are in, is it the 21st century? ] Will Mo Xian continue the live broadcast?She herself does not know.And her silence seemed to aggravate the uneasiness of the audience, [Blogger, you won’t really stop the live broadcast, right? [I'm starting to panic]] [No way?Broadcaster, please reply [Crying aggrievedly]] [No!Broadcaster, please continue the live broadcast, please continue! ]

[System prompt: At that time, I rewarded you with 50000 points. ] [System prompt: Bashan rewards you with 10000 points. ] [System prompt: Both sides of the strait will reward you with 50000 points.

"Don't, don't, don't give a reward," Mo Xian felt uneasy about collecting money for the first time, "It depends," she said hesitantly in the live broadcast room, "Maybe."

The audience was still dissatisfied, but they didn't dare to force her, so they had to skip this topic for now, but the penguin group in the live broadcast was panicked, and the working party members couldn't sit still. Even if you wear small shoes, you have to go up to see what happened.

"Why don't you broadcast it live?" Unknowingly, Han Jiangxue found that #跟维维克洛克斯# is more important than her male god Xue You. Xue You doesn't live broadcast these days, and she still eats, sleeps and studies in an orderly manner, because she I know that Xue You has Weibo, a broker, a company, a home address, and a phone number, but what about Mo Xian?If she disappears, no one will be able to contact her, "Sure enough, I still want her to open a Weibo."

"That's right, so we have a way to get in touch anyway."

"It would be better if you leave your phone number."

The beauty of thinking, seeing this group of unrealistic people in the group, Ye Yushi sneered and shattered their fantasy, "Come on, I can't find the IP of the live broadcast room, and I still want the phone number, don't be afraid to call to heaven?"

"Hit to heaven...Brother, do you want to be so horrified?"

"Pour cold water on it."

"You are the king of the cold, you are the king of the cold!"

At this time, in 221B Baker Street, when talking about the topic of the cemetery, Watson originally lowered his head to show respect, but when he heard the name of the town of Baconsfield, he suddenly raised his head, "Baconsfield What a coincidence!" Turning to Holmes who was washing his hands after finishing the experiment, "Holmes, do you remember Miss Miastone? Her funeral was held in Baconsfield Town."

"I've heard of it!" Upon hearing these gossips, Mrs. Hudson immediately answered, "When I went to Baconsfield to ask the pastor about the cemetery, I happened to see that Miss Stone's parents and family had just left. Poor Miss Stone, dead just betrothed, alas..."

Mr. Holmes wiped his hands with the towel on the pine table, took some tobacco from the Persian slippers, and put it into the earthen pipe that had been removed from the shelf. He approached the fireplace with the pipe in his mouth, lit the tobacco, and said lazily, "My dear Watson, you know I have no interest in trivial cases. This case is so simple that I think Mr. Lestrade will be happy to solve it."

"How do you know that Mr. Lestrade has looked for me?" Dr. Watson just asked, and added with a helpless smile, "I seem to have asked similar questions many times, but I really don't know how you deduced it of."

"I know your habits better than you, Watson," said Holmes, smoking his pipe, taking down today's morning paper from the marble mantelpiece and unfolding it. New, but the soles are not dirty at all - but still have time to come to me, I must have something to ask, just as Detective Grayson said that the train hit case was handed over to Detective Lestrade, and Lestrade But he hasn't come to consult me ​​yet—of course he can't handle this case with several suspects. As soon as you came, you focused on Miss Stone, so I speculate that it should be Lestrade. You came."

"Yes, to put it bluntly, there is no mystery." Watson said, "Detective Lestrade is indeed puzzled by this case, but I think you will be interested after hearing it. Miss Stone's fiancé, Her fiancé's ex-fiancée, the male master who coveted her and the female master who hated her, the four suspects all had witnesses to prove that they were not on the train scene when the case happened."

Watson originally thought that this remark would arouse Holmes' interest, but seeing that he was still unmoved, he said in a mocking tone, "I thought he could come up with some reason, but that's all. If it is confirmed that they are not present , then expand the range of suspects, a poor female teacher must not have many enemies who want her dead."

Facing Sherlock Holmes who said "don't bother me with such a simple case", Watson was helpless. He sighed and said, "Okay, I will tell him."

[Actually, the Baker Street murder case is also very simple,] The audience quietly thought in another direction, [Although we can't guess it, it should be very simple for Holmes. ] [Probably because I just dealt with a boring case and don't want to take another even more boring case? ][So here comes the question, why did Sherlock Holmes accept the Baker Street Murder Case?Hey hey. ] [Hey hey hey. ][Hey what the hell, the broadcaster is not someone else, she is a broadcaster from the future, can her case be treated properly? ][I just wanted to say what the hell I was talking about, I have nothing to say to people with low EQ. ] "If Lestrade is going to Baconsfield," Holmes glanced at Mo Xian, "you might as well ask him to take you and Mrs. Hudson together. It will be safer to have a police detective by your side along the way."

"I can also go together," Watson said enthusiastically. "It doesn't matter if the clinic is closed for a few days. There are no emergency patients recently, and my neighbor is also a doctor. If there are patients who can't find me, I will let them find me." my neighbour."

Holmes glanced at the enthusiastic Watson and said nothing to stop him.

The itinerary of the three of them had been set, and Mo Xian asked again, "Mr. Holmes, are you really not going? It would be nice to see the scenery of the countryside once in a while."

"If your memory serves me well, I've only been to Weybridge, so, yes, no."

Both Watson and Mo Xian returned home in a hurry. It seems that Mr. Holmes must stay at home forever. After confirming that Holmes will not go, Ye Yushi immediately called Team Zhang. If he knew that Holmes was not involved in the train live broadcast case, The captain should be very happy.

However, it does not.

Team Zhang was even more depressed. What, Holmes picked up the case that Holmes didn't like, and he didn't want to solve it!

However, he couldn’t help it. In the final analysis, Holmes didn’t like Holmes, but he helped him to calm down. Team Zhang told Ye Yushi to pay attention to all petite women at Miss Stone’s funeral. Strade ruled out four suspects, but he was not Sherlock Holmes, and everyone didn't trust his abilities.

Ye Yushi answered the phone with "uh huh oh oh" while copying the murderer's data to the desktop, so that he could start the comparison as soon as the suspect appeared. In this busy time, Dr. Watson said goodbye and went back to contact Lestrade and unpacking—Miss Stone's funeral is the day after tomorrow, but Detective Lestrade intends to ask Miss Stone's family tomorrow to get some clues, so they also decided to talk to the detective tomorrow We set off together—the landlord Mrs. Hudson went to the kitchen to prepare lunch, and Mo Xian also went back to the room to pack his luggage.

Just when she came to her door and was holding the handle of the room to open the door, the melodious and lonely violin music came from downstairs.

Mo Xian's hand that turned the doorknob stopped there, and she stayed where she was, as if she understood something.

"System, please don't point the live ball at me," she said to the system in her mind, asking him to take the live ball for a walk on the street. Amid the wailing of the audience, she let go of the doorknob and turned to go upstairs. go down.

When she reached the stairs on the second floor, even though she slowed down, the sound of the violin stopped. Holmes faced out the window, with his back to the door, maintaining the posture of playing the violin. Mo Xian walked into the living room and poured himself After drinking a cup of tea, amidst the sound of water pouring into the cup, Mo Xian said softly, "Mr. Holmes, after the burial of... the ashes," she said, "I'm leaving."

"I will miss you very much," Mo Xian took a deep breath, "Although we only got along for a few days, I will never forget the days when I solved the case with you."

If the audience in the live broadcast room were there, they would definitely say, nonsense, no one will ever forget whoever it is.

Thinking of this, she herself felt hypocritical, and she smiled. She looked down at the cup in her hand, "Really, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too," he still didn't turn around, just responded with his deep voice, "my dear friend."

When Mo Xian left the living room again, the sound of the violin never sounded again.