Baker Street Grocery Store [Comprehensive]

Yao Sulin's dark eyes shone with fear: "I'm already dead, Clara."

After hearing this, Clara held her breath, and subconsciously reached out to touch her body. What she touched was warm flesh and blood, which finally made her heave a sigh of relief.

"Su Lin, please," Clara said helplessly, "I've been reading a scary detective novel recently, don't say such metaphorical words, it will really scare me to death."

Yao Sulin suppressed her voice, still staring at Clara with fear in her eyes: "I didn't say anything metaphorical, this sentence is not a metaphor."

"Huh?" Clara was puzzled by this.

"I'm already dead," Yao Sulin said in fear, "For the world, I'm already dead, Yao Sulin is already a dead person."

Clara felt that her emotions were in a very tense state, so she said seriously, "Don't worry, just speak slowly. May I turn on the light?"

"Don't turn on the light!" Yao Sulin still kept her voice low, "Please, Clara, don't turn on the light."

"Okay..." Clara agreed, helping her to sit on the bed in the back room, while she deftly went to the side and poured a cup of hot tea for her, even though she was still moving freely in the dark.

Yao Sulin took a sip of tea and began to talk about the whole story with trepidation: "I saw a message from the organization on the sculpture in the museum. They said that I was dead."

"So, they left you a message, implying that they will kill you?" Clara asked cautiously.

"Yes..." Yao Sulin sobbed, "I thought I had escaped! I thought I had escaped! They were always by my side... My life is still in their hands."

"Su Lin, listen to me." Clara said calmly, "Now, at least now you are still alive, otherwise why would you come to me?"

"Because I have no one to rely on in London!" Yao Sulin said blankly, "My two partners, I don't know who they are, but since I received the message, they must have received it. Now we They are all dead!"

Clara tried to steady her: "Sulin, Surin, I know you're scared, but you have to try to calm down and listen to me, understand?"

"You don't know! You're just an ordinary proprietress!" Yao Sulin shook her head, obviously trembling with fear, but she still kept her voice down, "You don't even know how scary they are!"

She really didn't know that if one day, Clara was reduced to the point where the boss sent people to kill her, then she would never become what Yao Sulin is now. She must have tried her best and used all her abilities to escape from here.

However, Yao Sulin has used all her abilities. Although she is very fragile now, like a frightened bird, she made an incomparably correct choice, that is, she came to the grocery store.

Yao Sulin was still in panic, her voice was trembling and she kept saying such terrible words as "I'm already dead".

"Yao Sulin." Clara squeezed her shoulders tightly, the pain finally made Yao Sulin focus on Clara.

With her back to the light, Clara faced Yao Sulin in the darkness, and she gave her a wonderful smile, speaking forcefully, "Do you want to survive?"

Yao Sulin hesitated: "But—"

"I ask, do you want to survive?" Her smile gradually infected Yao Sulin, giving her confidence inexplicably...

Yao Sulin paused, and said firmly, "I think, I want to live!"

"Very good." Clara let go of her shoulders. "Then listen to me, if you think I can be trusted."

Is the proprietress trustworthy?

Yao Sulin didn't know either, but when she was exhausted in the streets of London, she came here unconsciously. After hiding in her shop, Yao Sulin was locked in the darkness and calmed down for a while.Although she didn't know whether the proprietress was trustworthy or not, she had no choice but to trust Clara in the current situation.

Yao Sulin nodded: "If you can do it, Clara, please, save me."

She smiled: "I will."

After getting the answer she wanted, Clara turned around and went outside, took out paper, pens and a mobile phone from the wooden cabinet, and turned on the recording function of the mobile phone, and sent a text message to Boss by the way, hoping that he would send a message immediately. People come, in her small shop, the biggest firepower is a gun, if someone from the other party really comes, let alone Yao Sulin, maybe she will have to risk her own life in it.

If things go well, Yao Sulin will take her "value" to the boss, and the fat boss will not lose it, and she will survive.

Clara re-entered the back room, took out a pen and paper, and started to ask questions. The pen in her hand was still recording, without being disturbed by the light at all.

"What message did they leave you with?"

Yao Sulin couldn't help being stunned when she saw her movements, and after Clara reminded her again, she replied: "Uh, it's a kind of code, using numbers to correspond to words in books, and they left me 1 and 15, When it corresponds to the introduction of the streets of London, it is Deadman."

Clara raised her eyebrows, that's okay. In one sentence, they explained all the ways they conveyed information and the books they translated.After carefully writing down these, Clara continued to ask: "What's the reason? It's impossible to kill people at will."

Yao Sulin lowered her head and said bitterly: "I don't know the reason, and I don't know if there is a reason, but in my eyes, they can kill people at will."

This is kind of interesting.

Clara thought to herself, but in the face of these scumbags, Yao Sulin must be rescued. Even if she was hit by a taxi when she was going out, it would be better than dying by their hands.But now the clue is broken here, then...

"What was the last list?" Clara asked.

Yao Sulin frowned: "I... can't remember clearly, there are many things, such as porcelain from Jingdezhen during the Qianlong period, a glazed statue from the Tang Dynasty, and..."

"Where is the most expensive among them?" Clara interrupted her, it must be remembered.

"A hosta used by the empress of the Han Dynasty." Yao Sulin said firmly.

"Only this one?" Clara asked.

Yao Sulin thought for a while, then nodded firmly: "This one is definitely the most expensive in this list."

"Understood." Clara wrote down the last stroke, and then asked, "You really don't know any information about your two partners?"

Yao Sulin shook her head.

"Okay..." Clara sighed, and then said, "Tell me where to meet."

"The store in Chinatown sells lucky cats..."

Clara folded the paper and put it in her pocket, turned off the recording of the phone and handed it to her, said with a smile: "Take this phone, you will see a guy in a black suit later, give it to him, he will help You survived."

"Wait?" Yao Sulin was a little confused.

At this moment, the cell phone in Yao Sulin's hand suddenly rang, and after two rings, it fell silent. Clara found her a coat from the closet and said, "It's cold outside, put it on before we go."

"Where are you going, Clara?" Yao Sulin asked suspiciously, as if she didn't trust Clara even more.

"Two blocks away," Clara said. "You don't think it's safe to stay at the grocery store, do you? Look here. I can't guard against a cat, let alone that horrible organization."

Yao Sulin still hesitated and did not move.

Clara could also understand, so she comforted her softly: "Don't worry, those are my friends. Although they look fierce, they are very kind. They saved me, and they will definitely save you."

Clara thought for a while, and added: "By the way, keep a smile, a very mysterious smile, they like people who love to laugh."

The main reason is that the Boss always pays weird attention to the smiling people, which is why Clara was caught by the Boss at the first glance. Well, she smiled enough, and the Boss punched her directly with an itchy hand. Her nose bleeds, and the boss muttered for a long time, and finally chose her in their wave.

Yao Sulin was still hesitating: "Clara, what did you ask me just now?"

"..." The old lady was going to take them away, so of course she couldn't say this, so Clara had to put it in a euphemistic way, "I always want to know why you were hunted down. This is how things are resolved. Knowing the reason, Understand the misunderstanding, untangle the misunderstanding, and everything will subside."

This kind of words to coax children was unexpectedly applicable to Yao Sulin, she hesitated for a while, and said, "But, no one can reason with them."

"Oh, I can try." Clara smiled at her, "I'll be back safely."

Yao Sulin put on her clothes dubiously, and walked out behind the proprietress, holding tightly to the hem of the proprietress's clothes.

Clara walked out of the shop door, thought of something, paused, and subconsciously looked towards the second floor of 221b. It was quiet there, and the curtains were tightly drawn, with no gaps showing through.

Think about it, less than an hour ago, she was still sulking about love and love, and now she immediately threw herself into work.Maybe Sherlock's suspicion was right, she was full of lies, and she cheated Louise, Sherlock, and even herself—maybe she didn't have any feelings for the detective at all. As for feelings, it's all a farce, and she's just too involved in the drama.

About Mr. Detective, the more Clara thought about it, the more upset she became, she simply turned her head and left, and Yao Sulin immediately followed her cautiously.

As soon as she turned around, the curtains of 221b were opened a crack, revealing a face as pale as paper, his eyes were sharper than that of the little snake on the table, looking at the grocery store Two figures walked out, and one of them turned his head to take a look, but he crossed Clara's words again in his heart.

Going out together at this time, and being so cautious, how could they be ordinary friends.

Whatastupidliaryouare...

But precisely because she was so stupid, such a bad trick was not normal for the proprietress.

Sherlock watched them disappear at the corner of the street before sitting back on the sofa again. Looking at the snake in the glass tank, he took out a pistol and lightly pulled the trigger. The bullet penetrated the glass and hit the little snake's head. Blood splattered everywhere, making the wooden coffee table a little dirty.

Along with the gunshots, Mrs. Hudson screamed from downstairs: "Sherlock, what are you doing again!"

He remained calm, looked at the dirty coffee table, and edited a text message to the proprietress.

"Order a tea table, the same size as my home, made of glass."

The notification sounded on the phone, Clara opened it, rolled her eyes, and didn't bother to answer him.But Yao Sulin suddenly remembered something, she paused in the car, and turned to Clara, "The teapot in the museum needs final maintenance. Can I go there at night..."

Clara pressed the lock screen and smiled at her: "Of course."

"Will you accompany me?"

Clara nodded: "Even if I'm not here, they will protect you."

Yao Sulin lowered her head, said "Oh" softly, and then got into the car. Clara said hello to the driver and was about to go with her when the SMS notification sounded again.Clara is a little annoyed, Sherlock still has more to say!

However, she turned on the phone honestly and stared at the information on the screen for a long time. She didn't come back to herself until the driver reminded her.

Clara smiled apologetically at Yao Sulin in the back seat: "I'm sorry, Sulin, I will visit you tomorrow, but tonight I want to check the information you mentioned first."

The driver seemed a little surprised: "You just let her go to see the boss by herself?"

"Clara—" Yao Sulin was also surprised, and panicked after finally calming down, "Didn't you say to come together?"

"I'll go." Clara smiled, and then told her, "Remember to smile."

Then turned around and left, even though Yao Sulin looked at her worriedly, and didn't bother to explain anymore, the driver watched her leave through the rearview mirror, and said to Yao Sulin behind: "Miss, sit down. Don't worry, nothing will happen. Thanks to you for getting Clara to help you."

Yao Sulin was still at a loss, but vaguely knew that Clara's identity was more than just the proprietress.

As for where Clara went—

She had just received a message from Louise.The content of the text message is very concise, and the simplicity is a bit abnormal, just an H.

What do you think of when you see H?

Maybe everyone's answer is different.

For example, what Clara thought of was just an interrupted HELP.

Damn, this is too coincidental.Why does it seem that a certain net is suddenly tightened, and she can only follow along!

The author has something to say: The proprietress' new love, old love and dream lover are all online series.

Yao Sulin ←_← new love

Louise ←_← old love

Sherlock←_←Dream lover