[Comprehensive] Today is also proving to Sherlock that I am a traveler

"Finch?" She repeated in a low voice, and her eyes fell on the beautiful canary in the invitation letter.

A couple who came to London specially, a banquet that deceived people, a "bird" worth a bag of gems...

She lowered her eyes, "Did they say anything else?"

"They don't know anything about banquets."

Krista understood what he meant.

This couple obviously participated in this kind of 'dinner party' for the first time. They learned about this 'dinner party' from some sources, and spent a huge amount of money to get 'admission tickets', hoping to establish a good relationship with the host of the dinner party.The host of the dinner, the Byrd family, probably occupies an important position in Europe's foreign transportation or export, and is an excellent partner for the couple.The couple may just be trying to broaden their business, without even knowing the true nature of the dinner.

As for the bag of gems...

"Why did you choose gemstones as the transaction currency?" She was a little puzzled, "It's normal to use gold as currency for such a shameful transaction."

In the absence of trust in the value of currencies such as the US dollar, the British pound, and the euro, gold with a stable value is the first choice.There is no specific and precise value estimation standard for things like gems, and part of the high price comes from the craftsmanship attached to it.

"Both are fine, but obviously the host prefers gems."

She touched the necklace on her neck, feeling slightly cool. "That Mr. Bird must be an interesting collector."

"That couple thinks the same way." He smiled delicately.

"..."

"So you're going to sneak into the banquet pretending to be this couple. Is there no one in Scotland Yard?" Anyway, it's not his turn to be a non-staff.

"Those goldfish at Scotland Yard? They can't even get through the gate with what they say and do."

"It was you who took the initiative to grab the job at Scotland Yard." The level of professionals at Scotland Yard was never that bad.

She paused, and said again: "That Mrs. Hoffman is also of mixed race?"

"You actually compared my job with those goldfish!" He said angrily, "Isn't it obvious that you have a mixed race?"

"Okay." Christa shrugged, "I can accompany you, but you have to promise not to drag me into other troubles."

No wonder Sherlock had come to her for help, she was probably the closest hybrid to him.

It's just a banquet, Sherlock won't be too out of line... right?

After finishing speaking, she stood up, "Is there nothing else? I'm going back."

"Goodbye."

After getting the desired result, Sherlock turned ruthless.

...Ci'ao, I've never seen such a person.

Afraid that she couldn't help but kill him, Krista picked up the umbrella at her feet, turned around and left.

The next morning, she casually mentioned it to Isidor.

The two brothers and sisters took advantage of Professor Smith to give lectures at the university, sitting on the sofa and fishing.

Isidore took out a piece of vanilla cream cheesecake from the refrigerator and handed it to her, "Try it, I'm new."

Christa took a bite, put down the fork, and looked at him with a complicated face, "Isidor, are you in a relationship?"

"Can you see that too? That detective in 221B seems to have influenced you a lot." He teased.

"All your previous recipes were provided by me. Neither you nor the teacher care about these. This dessert... I have never mentioned it to you. Moreover, you have always emphasized that your hands are used to play the violin. Next The cook will hurt your hands. When I returned to London yesterday, I felt that you... are too virtuous." She looked at Isidor in a speechless manner, and the delicious and delicious cakes on the plate became dull.

"Liz, it's been a long time since I saw you, and you've become like this." He pretended to sigh heavily, "Now I have sufficient evidence to prove that you are in love with that Mr. Holmes. Look at your identical Behavioral style. You still have to abandon me, the senior brother who accompanied you in suffering, for him."

Krista was unimpressed. "Don't change the subject. Who are you dating?"

"Okay, enough rest, let's go to practice. Otherwise, I will report you to the teacher for being lazy." Isidor said, and walked into the room, "I will continue to change my music. You Let's practice in the living room."

"It's so secretive..." She forked a small bite of cake and stared at the closed door, "Have you not caught up yet? Unrequited love, tsk!"

After Professor Smith came back, he heard her decision and didn't say much. "I will not interfere with any decisions you make, but you have to be clear about the worst consequences after you make these decisions."

"Don't worry, I will protect myself."

Professor Smith didn't speak, he glanced at Isidor.Isidore's gesture was casual, "Wait a minute, Liz, I'll bring you something."

After a while, he took out a dark box from the study.

"Open it." Professor Smith signaled Isidor to hand the box to Christa.

She took the box, and the contents inside made a slight sound while shaking, and she understood it.

Sure enough, inside was a chic black pistol.

"mk23. The stopping effect is quite good. Even if you are not good at aiming, as long as you can hit your hands and feet is enough. I added a silencer specially some time ago, and I didn't expect it to come in handy so soon. By the way, it will open A gun?" Isido's tone was the same as when he talked about Paganini.

The corners of Christa's eyes twitched slightly. Two good musicians suddenly developed in the direction of the mafia.

"I originally wanted to give it to you as one of the coming-of-age gifts, but now it has to be earlier. Girls, you should pay attention to safety when you are alone." Isidore explained with a smile, "I picked this one after a long time. .”

"Liz, no matter what happens, in London, in the so-called foreign land in your heart, you have me and the teacher behind you."

***

Professor Smith gave them a day's rest in order to go to the dinner.Isidore took Christa to choose a dress.

"Call that detective. After all, the clothes of the two of you have to match." Isidore looked at her, "I will choose accessories and style for you later, and I'm in a hurry."

"No, there's no need to call Sherlock, he doesn't participate in normal human activities. Calling him will only hurt my mood."

"Fine. Up to you."

Krista finally chose a champagne tube top dress.

Isidore: "Don't think about it anymore? This dress doesn't suit you."

"No, I think it's fine."

What she is going to play tonight is an older lady, which is far from her own image, so she can only start with her costume and makeup.

She looked at herself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror who had matured a lot in an instant, and nodded with satisfaction, "Give me a more mature makeup later."

The stylist looked at the other dress in her hand, and regret flashed across her eyes. In fact, the one in her hand was more suitable for her.But she respects the wishes of the guests themselves.

"Okay." She is still a little girl, so she deliberately dresses herself in a mature direction.

Krista didn't yet know what a wonderful misunderstanding the stylist had made of her.

Isidor looked at her, and said quietly: "I always feel that it is not a good thing for you to help."

"It's not a bad thing either."

Although she told Isidor and Professor Smith that she was doing Sherlock a favor at the dinner party, she didn't tell them the whole truth.

As a performer, Isidor had to enter the arena early, and he left before Krista put on her makeup.

When Krista walked out of the store, Sherlock was leaning in a black sedan.

He was wearing a black suit and had gained at least five inches from his figure.

Very good camouflage technique.

"It's been a long time." She smiled.

"No, I just arrived. I have always been very precise about timing. I never waste time on pointless waiting."

He opened the car door for her like a true English gentleman.

"Let us go, my dear lady."

The author has something to say: Isidore: I was blinded by this pair of dogs and men who were torn openly and secretly.

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