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

unexpected!

embarrassing!!

Horrible!!!

Several words came to her mind to describe this scene.

Facing Sherlock's gloomy face, Christa wanted to laugh a little.

…I'm sorry, although I know it's sad that you didn't have time to show the super high level of London's best detective, but I still have a little bit of a laugh.

Thanks to Mr. Old Field for his great powers, he got Sherlock's phone number from a non-personal channel, and told him the good news in time.

Otherwise, she would never have had the chance to see such an interesting scene.

She kept a serious expression and racked her brains to comfort the great detective, "Mr. Holmes, after all, it is always good news that Miss Field is back safely. You..." You can wait for other cases to come to your door.

"Shutup, Krista, don't interrupt my thinking."

Well, this Mr. Detective is very self-regulating and doesn't need her extra comfort.

She curled her lips and went to look through Aisha's photo album.

Sherlock sat on the couch with his fingers spired up.The empty eyes indicate that he is in a state of thinking.

where is wrong?

Aisha Field planned to leave for half a month, but now, after only four days, she came back.

The tone on the other end of the phone was normal, and there was no commotion, which showed that everything about Aisha Field was in good condition, at least she had not suffered any obvious physical injuries.

The person who can make her actively follow and leave must have a close relationship with her.

close relationship...

He had a flash of inspiration, painting! Yes, that painting!

In the house of a woman who is extremely private, such a painting of intimacy is unusual in itself.

Because of Aisha Field's cautious character and too obvious clues, he ignored another possibility.

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This painting is too important, so important that Aisha Field knew that it might be exposed, but she was still reluctant to deal with it.

The painting itself has no value, but what is valuable is the people in the painting.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Christa who was flipping through the photo album.There was a shocking brilliance in the light-colored eyes.

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It was the unspeakable excitement of meeting an opponent.

After all, Aisha Field was too confident in herself, thinking that no one would see the specialness of an ordinary painting.

However, one of the two people in the room was opportunistic, and the other was cautiously reasoning. In the end, they came to the same goal by different routes and focused on the painting.

Christa was flipping through the photo album, and suddenly felt a chill down her back when Sherlock stared at her like that.

She closed it and couldn't see any special album, so she looked up.

Sherlock had already walked to her side, with deep eyes, lowered his head slightly, and stared at her.

The style of painting suddenly became a little strange.

Krista decided to bring the painting style back.

"Mr. Holmes, since Miss Field is back, can we go back? The landlady should be back, and I have to go back to unpack."

"Well, let's go back." Mr. Sherlock said happily.

She felt a little strange in her heart, and thought that the detective would not give up the disappearance case so easily, so she could say a few words to him politely, and happily go back to Baker Street alone.

She thinks that she is far less curious than Sherlock, since the matter has been resolved, there is no need to worry about it so much.But Sherlock obviously has a character that goes back to the source, so giving up like this always makes her feel weird.

But Christa didn't show how complicated she was in front of Sherlock, and just obediently followed him back to Baker Street.

"Jingle - jingle -"

She rang the doorbell of 221B again, but before the door opened, people came first.

"Sherlock! You didn't bring the key!"

Krista smiled politely at the lady who appeared behind the door.Mrs. Hudson opened the door and met the young couple, her expression froze for half a minute before she realized

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"Sherlock, is this your girlfriend?"

Krista felt that she had been greatly hurt physically and mentally at this moment.

This is the second time today I have been misunderstood!

How much Sherlock hates marriage, so that when he sees a person, he thinks that the female creature next to Sherlock is his girlfriend.

"No, Mrs. Hudson, I'm Professor Edmund Smith's student, Christa Hild, he should have mentioned me to you."

She swears to God, she will never appear in the same frame as Sherlock Holmes again.

Ms. Hilde, who complained wildly in her heart, but could still maintain her calm and calm appearance, solemnly swore in her heart.

"Edmund's student is such a lovely girl like you!" Mrs. Hudson suddenly understood, and gave her a hug that couldn't be more enthusiastic. "Come in quickly. The room I'm cleaning up for you is on the third floor. Check to see if you're satisfied."

"Sherlock, someone will come to see the house in a few days, so don't lose your popularity." She said, and hurriedly took Christa upstairs.

On the way upstairs, Krista glanced back at him with a hint of teasing on her face.

Sherlock stood there for quite a while, with a very slight arc on his lips, the meaning was unknown.

The room on the third floor has its own bathroom and kitchen. The decoration style is quite Victorian, bright and elegant.

It suits her very well.

"Mrs. Hudson, your house is really beautiful." Christa praised sincerely.

"Of course, this is all carefully arranged by me. It's great that you are satisfied!" There was a bit of showing off in her words. "Oh, how did you come back with Sherlock just now? Did you meet by chance?"

"I came early. Mr. Holmes opened the door for me before you came back. Later, Mr. Holmes was going out, and it was inconvenient for me to stay, so we went out together."

The process is complete, and although it is slightly different from the facts, it is always credible.She is satisfied with her presentation.

"Oh, you should call me, poor boy."

Krista smiled shyly, "I forgot to ask the teacher for your number."

"I'll write to you, and you can call my number next time if you have anything to do." Mrs. Hudson enthusiastically found a pen and paper, and left her phone number on it.

...Actually, you can save it with your mobile phone.

She rationally chose not to speak out.

"Honestly, I'm so happy to see you and Sherlock get along so well. He has already lost five roommates, and he may welcome a sixth soon. The previous tenant on the third floor couldn't stand it either." Sherlock moved away playing the violin every day."

Mrs. Hudson could not help feeling as she left the room.

"But you don't have to worry too much, Sherlock is a very nice person, it will be nice to get along with him for a long time."

……

After getting along with Mr. Holmes for a long time, I can bear his various eccentricities.

"By the way, I heard from Edmund that your violin is quite good. Maybe you and Sherlock will have more common languages. Music can often lead to a wonderful relationship."

No thanks, I don't want to have anything in common with him at all.

Hearing Sherlock's great achievements, the corners of Christa's mouth twitched. This man was scarier than she thought, and she suddenly sympathized with his upcoming sixth roommate.

After seeing off Mrs. Hudson, Christa sat down to write letters to her grandparents in China.

For her grandparents, an old-school intellectual who disliked modern communication tools like mobile phones, letter writing was the best option.

"Respect from grandparents:

I have successfully arrived in London a few days ago. Professor Smith went to France temporarily to attend a music lecture. My course study needs to be postponed for a week... The landlord Mrs. Hudson is a very kind lady who takes good care of me... Besides, I One of my neighbors, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, is a very special English gentleman, and getting along with him has added a lot of joy to my life..."

Christa felt that writing the image of Sherlock so kindly and friendly really tested her language skills.

However, it is impossible for her to complain in the letter, "Ah, Sherlock is too strange. He has already angered five roommates away, and now he is about to anger the sixth one." Words like this make the elderly worry for nothing.

Use words carefully and blur the point.

After adhering to this principle and writing a long letter in Chinese, it was almost late at night.

It was so embarrassing.

She put down her pen, examined the letter carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Post the letter tomorrow.

Fortunately, there are many mailboxes on this street, saving her the effort to run to the post office.

The next morning, after Christa returned from posting the letter, she saw Mr. Holmes in the small living room on the third floor, whom she warmly praised in the letter yesterday.

That's right, not the second floor.It's her room on the third floor.

Thanks to the good temper she has cultivated over the years for not letting her drive Mr. Sherlock out immediately.

Sherlock was sitting on her sofa reading a newspaper.

"Mr. Holmes, I think you may explain why you are in my drawing-room."

Sherlock took a look at her, "You went to post the letter."

"Explain?" She pulled up a chair and sat down across from Sherlock.

"Why explain?" He turned the page.

……

Sorry, in terms of shamelessness, she lost.

She smiled on the skin, "Okay, what can you do?"

"Come with me to Old Field's."

"No. Miss Field has come back safely, as long as this matter is over."

"Is all that water in your head for goldfish? How can this end here?"

"If you're interested, you can go by yourself, there's no need to bring along irrelevant people." Krista poured herself a glass of milk, her tone cold.

"Yesterday you saw something wrong with that painting at a glance."

"So what? What does it have to do with you?"

She understood now why Sherlock had to pull her.It turned out that it was not hidden well, and was regarded as a rare species that could be studied.It's a pity that she hates being observed and studied the most.

She could tolerate Sherlock's behavioral analysis of her, but it was impossible to allow her to be thoroughly dissected from the inside out like an experimental subject.

This is an insurmountable bottom line.

"You're upset? You hate being overly observed?"

Sherlock was still analyzing her psychology, and Christa felt that she couldn't bear it anymore.

I just finished writing in the letter yesterday that it was fun to get along with Sherlock, and I may have to do it today.

Sure enough, it is a good flag.

"That's enough, Mr. Holmes. I hope you can respect other people's ideas." Christa interrupted him coldly.

"You are obviously very interested in this matter, and you are curious about unknown things." Speaking of this, the corners of his lips curled up. "We are the same."

Same you ghost!

"Sir, at least I have never had the bad habit of analyzing other people's life as soon as they meet."

She calmed down, her anger still lingered, but her tone eased a lot.

"You only analyze the part that interests you." Sherlock stood up, "Come with me, this matter will be more interesting than you and I thought at first."

The author has something to say: climb up to fix a wrong sentence, it looks very uncomfortable. (●—●)

Rounding off with me (solving a case) is tantamount to elope with me.

Why not get married?

Because Sisi hasn't brought Sherlock back to meet her parents~(￣▽￣～)~

So here comes the question, does Sisi agree to elope?

Congratulations to the player Sherlock Holmes for getting the title of "Hateful Marriage" and successfully opening the copy of Chasing Wife Crematorium.

Small theater:

Krista: I don't think I'm as curious as Sherlock.

Sherlock: You have.You talk nonsense! You talk nonsense!