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

Christa's words managed to make the novelist, who hadn't figured out what happened, turn his eyes to her in a daze.

Sherlock's hand holding the test tube trembled.

Christa: ...It seems a bit misleading.

She put her hands on the table, looked directly at Sherlock, and smiled sweetly: "Last time your brother introduced me to a part-time job with a good salary, I think it's time to think about it."

Sherlock put down the test tube and said happily: "If this can solve my debt, I think it's totally fine."

Sherlock Holmes thought it was a good idea from the bottom of his heart.

Christa smiled: "Dear Mr. Detective, I think your brain may have been destroyed when you dismantled my watch. You owe me a debt, and now you actually want to use my legal income to repay you debts?"

Sherlock frowned and said, "So you want me to take the initiative to complete your part-time job - to report my whereabouts to that fat man every day?"

"That's right, but Sherlock, don't worry, it depends on your value to your brother. I don't want to wait ten or eight years to pay off your debt." Christa stretched out her hand, her palm flat Standing up, "You can give me your mobile phone now, and I will ask that gentleman to find out the situation first."

"That..." The novelist on the sidelines pulled his hair, "If Mr. Holmes doesn't mind, I can actually pay back the money."

He added hastily: "That's it. I want to exchange this money for a temporary assistant position next to Mr. Holmes, so that I can accumulate richer materials for my novel."

"I never meant to take advantage of anyone! Swear to God!"

"...Of course, if Mr. Holmes finds my request offensive..."

Although the novelist seemed a little stupid, the detective, who was good at judging the situation, chose to give in under the cold eyes of Krista's hidden blade, "...one month."

Upon hearing this answer, the novelist met Krista's affirmative gaze and said excitedly, "That's really great, Krista, I'll transfer the money to you now!"

...fans are horrible creatures.

Christa's smile remained unchanged: "Tomorrow, the bank is closed."

Cecil slapped his head and said embarrassedly: "I was too excited, I forgot such an important thing, let's do it tomorrow."

With Krista gone, Sherlock continued his interrupted experiment.The novelist raised an overly enthusiastic smile: "Mr. Holmes, good night!"

He didn't answer, his eyes were focused on the discolored test tube.

After seeing the satisfactory color in the test tube, he hooked his lips.

A well-known novelist who wrote detective stories...

The next day, Christa accidentally mentioned Cecil at Professor Smith's house. To her surprise, Cecil seemed to be quite famous among contemporary British writers.

It can be seen from the fact that her teacher who has been passionate about music for more than [-] years has also read the novelist's masterpiece.

Isidor had only heard of it by accident, and the other party was also an outstanding figure who had made a name for himself in his field at a young age.

"The novelist made his mark with a collection of poems before turning to novels."

Isidore brought her tea, cream puffs.

"You learned a new pastry again?" Christa raised her eyebrows, isn't he too busy recently.

"No, I bought it from the cake shop on the left in Baker Street. Ten for a pound."

"……All right."

She forked one and took a bite slowly, the taste was okay.

While eating, Krista sized up Isidor, feeling that he was out of his mind these days, so he couldn't have confessed his love so quickly and was rejected.

"Isidore, you're not really broken in love, are you?" She licked off the cream on her lips and asked puzzled.

"Yeah, my girlfriend was kidnapped by the dragon, how do you comfort me?" Isidor was testing the tightness of the violin bow, and hearing this, he casually teased.

Christa held her chin and replied with a smile: "Brother, why didn't you say that the prince finally rescued the princess from the clutches of your evil dragon?"

"At any rate, I can be considered a young talent. Even if I can't meet the prince's standard, I can't be reduced to the level of a dragon, right?" He helplessly raised his forehead.

Christa put down the fork, her expression darkened, just now... Isidor's expression was a little strange.

While walking back to 221B, Christa was still thinking about Isidor.

When passing by the grocery store, she subconsciously glanced inside. Today, there was still only the old lady lying on the counter, looking around boredly.

and many more……

Isidore's girlfriend... Could it be Anne?

Once again, she felt the strong malice of fate.

***

Taroy sat with her knees hugged on the big bed in the middle of the bedroom, the flickering cold light of the mobile phone screen made her face pale as paper.

Arthur has been busy with family business matters recently, and after bringing her back, he never cared about her again.

As the man had told her, Arthur would be in trouble recently and would not have a chance to bother her.

And as long as she acts according to their orders as before, she still has a chance to return to Isidor's side.They want the huge wealth of the Byrd family, and she wants freedom and love now, and the common goal is to get rid of Arthur.

Great plan for everyone, no?As for Arthur, he owed her his life back then, isn't it normal for her to want revenge now?

She had nothing to feel guilty about. After all, she never thought of coming back here again. It was Arthur who brought her back from the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, and the situation of immortality had already been settled.

She looked at the information displayed on the screen, and pressed a few letters without hesitation—"Okay."

After all this she stuffed the phone into the pillow.

Arthur cut off all contact between her and the outside world, and the mobile phone was secretly given to her by the maid in charge of her daily life.Many people in this castle came from the mysterious person who approached her and revealed her true identity.In more common terms, they are all internal agents who have been placed.

The Byrd family has strict rules, not to mention that in order to cover up those shameful dirt, not everyone can get in smoothly.From this, we can also know how powerful the mysterious person is.

It's not that she didn't suspect that the mysterious man had ulterior motives, but now she was alone, and she couldn't even prove her true identity, and she didn't have any interests worth being taken away from her.

She was lying on the bed, and after a while, she still couldn't help picking up her mobile phone and found Isidor's number.

She touched the string of numbers with her fingertips, and she could dial the phone with a single touch.

……

After a while, she put away her phone.

Forget it, forget it...forget it.

After Emma saw the message that Taroy replied, she felt a sense of dullness as expected.

She twirled the pen in her hand, propped her chin up with the other hand, and continued to fill in today's visit record at the nursing home.

Anyway, there is nothing wrong with everything going according to plan, and it saves a lot of things.Thinking of this, she couldn't help but see that person's laughing and strategizing appearance in her mind

——Until now, everything is proceeding according to the plan laid down by that person.

Even Holmes, who is famous for his high IQ, may not be able to make better arrangements.

Emma felt a headache looking at the strings of information records.If I had known that during that time, I would not have been the receptionist in the nursing home on a whim.Originally, she thought that the little girl Flora Davis was very interesting, but now in order not to be suspected, she had to continue to do this job conscientiously, and no one helped her in her original job.

Doing two jobs for one paycheck, what a great employee she is!

Thinking this way, she conveniently filled in a new string of data on the form.

When she looked up again, she saw a woman with a serious face who came quietly, "Ms. Emma, ​​we need your assistance in investigating something."

She looked at the certificate given by the lady and thought for a while, oh... no wonder it looks familiar, it turned out to be the person under Mr. Holmes.

Was it exposed all of a sudden?Is it too bad?

The author has something to say: Sorry (T^T)

Mary and Emma...

Kill me, no wonder I always feel something is wrong when I write it.

Questions in this issue

Is Mary going to cool off?

A: no

B: yes

C: I don't know either

D: I just want to get four options together