When Xia Zuo returned to Merovingian Castle, his state could be summed up in two words: furious.

The body that had been dead for a long time was resurrected, the daughter was injured for unknown reasons, and half of the castle fell into panic.

This is what Sherlock Holmes said he would fix everything!

Xia Zuo's fingers were about to move, wanting to throw the man sitting in front of his daughter's bed out.

Sherlock met Xia Zuo's gaze very calmly, "If you drive me out, there will be no one to solve the case here."

Okay, he endured this first, and turned around to deal with him.Xia Zuo withdrew his threatening gaze.

"Sir, miss, he vomited blood as a result of a slight visceral shock caused by an external force." The family doctor replied to Xia Zuo after the examination.

"But she has no marks of being beaten." Sherlock added on the side.

"Go and dispense medicine for Miss." Xia Zuo waved his hand to signal the family to leave.

He wasn't in the mood to argue with Sherlock about why he didn't take off his daughter's clothes without permission...

What's wrong with your boyfriend?Did he admit it? !

Talking about ghosts and gods, Xia Zuo is somewhat skeptical.

On the one hand, rationality tells him that talking about ghosts and gods is not advisable, and he also scoffs at the so-called legends of his family.But on the other hand, his daughter did come back from the dead. Doctors defined this as a miracle that cannot be explained by today's technology, so ghosts and gods cannot be ruled out.

But whether it is the work of ghosts or gods, this matter is really tricky...

Xia Zuo had a headache, and he didn't know whether it was Nuo Te or the Merovingian family's unlucky years, and bad things happened one after another.

And Sherlock didn't have the heart to talk to Xia Zuo. Although he had some guesses about Notte's suspended animation before, he still couldn't feel at ease.

He never knew that life was so fragile and pitiful.

Nuo Te coughed vaguely, rolled her eyeballs, and seemed to be waking up.

The two thinking people in the room immediately turned their eyes to her.

Nott sat up suddenly, as if awakened from a nightmare.She clutched her chest, with a pained look on her face, but she was still thinking about what happened before she passed out, "Where's Mrs. Rowling?"

Sherlock replied indifferently, "She was dead when I went to see her."

"How did he die?" Notella tugged at his sleeve and asked, ignoring Xia Zuo who was standing on the other side, and his own injuries.

"Strangled to death by a belt. The time of death was about half an hour before we arrived at the guest room." Sherlock replied in great detail, "Monitoring..."

"Mr. Holmes" Xia Zuo couldn't help but warn, "Please be careful what you say to my daughter."

He meant, how can you tell Notte about this kind of thing?Xia Zuo actually has a bit of machismo. He believes that his wife and daughter should be best protected, and men should take responsibility for solving problems.

Notte used to be very at ease, but now she has been misled by Sherlock...

"Father, I'm better at solving cases than you. You should still deal with the things you should deal with. The most urgent thing is to minimize the impact of this matter and buy time for Sherlock to solve the case." Head to Sherlock, "You go on."

Xia Zuo murmured in his heart that he couldn't help his father, and left angrily.He had to admit that Notte was right.

Xia Zuo went out, and Nuo Te's face changed.

"Sherlock, I have a guess." She held Sherlock's sleeve with a shaking hand, "If... If this is true, I'm afraid the next victim will be my mother."

Improper sex and lust.

Beauty evokes eyes, excessive beauty breeds eyes.When Xia Zuo was still in power, Nuo Te's mother was raped and raped by Xia Zuo's eldest brother.

Xia Zuo's handling was also simple and rude.

His eldest brother was killed, and Nuote's mother was hypnotized. Under Xia Zuo's care, she would never recall this painful memory.

This incident became a bargaining chip for Magnussen to threaten Xia Zuo, and Notte also learned of this incident by accident.

If this was the murderer's punishment for such a crime, her mother would likely be the next target.

Nuote thought for a while, "Let's go to see my mother, it's best...to protect her, okay?"

She looked at Sherlock imploringly.

That's not Sherlock's style.He is used to being proactive rather than putting himself in a passive position.

but……

"Okay." He whispered a word softly.

"But you take the medicine first." Sherlock hesitated, "No, I don't want it anymore."

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Notte's mother was called Bella.

This was the first time Sherlock saw Note's mother, and of course he had no feeling for beauty due to his character.

But it is undeniable that Notte's mother is a beauty, even more beautiful than Notte.

In terms of appearance alone, Notte is naturally superior, but Notte's mother has an even more outstanding temperament.

Gentle and elegant, elegant and delicate, clean and simple, hardly like a mother of a child...and also very fragile.

Sherlock has never liked such a woman, and he can't help but compare Notte with Bella.

Experience affects character.

Nott is different.The experience of being a petty citizen in the last life of Nuo Te made her unable to completely integrate the elegance and arrogance into her bones, and let her show it naturally.It is also undeniable that Sherlock forced her. She no longer thinks about how to escape from difficulties, but how to solve them.

Knott was supposed to be the second Bella, but she will never be the second Bella.

Bella sat in the study, book in hand, refreshment at hand, bathed in warm sunlight, never knowing what was furtive in the dark.

Notte put on a smile on her pale face, she didn't want to hide it, but it was almost impossible in front of Bella.

She stepped forward and rubbed against Bella like a coquettish cat, "Mommy."

Bella smiled softly, "Baby." She touched Notte's face, and said with pity, "Why is your face so ugly?"

Note frowned, "I'm uncomfortable on the plane, I don't want to eat."

Bella sighed helplessly, as if she was helpless with this wayward daughter.She paused, and looked at the man who had stood at the door for a while without any embarrassment, "Who is this?"

"My boyfriend. Sherlock Holmes from England." Notte smiled and forced Sherlock to greet him.

Bella stood up and greeted Sherlock. From her always gentle and decent expression, she couldn't tell whether she liked it or not.

Nott thought a little off topic: being with Sherlock was really difficult.If I remember correctly, her mommy dislikes impolite people the most.

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