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

"...That's why I can't go with you. At the beginning, Arthur killed me and my father for rights, but I was lucky enough to be reborn into this girl named Taroy. I thought I would never set foot on this land again, But since the guidance of fate made me come back, then I can't waste this opportunity..."

Talloy's apologetic words echoed in his ears again and again, and he left the Byrd family in a daze, wandering aimlessly on the streets of London.

The stars were shining brightly above his head, and there was a lot of voices in front of him. A little girl accidentally bumped into him while running past him, and Isidor recovered from his trance.

I came here unknowingly...

Modly Square.

What happened just a few days ago seemed like a lifetime away.

Looking at the young couple passing by, the girl smiled and leaned her head on the boy's shoulder. The boy lowered his head and took a bite of the donut held in the girl's hand.

He smiled knowingly, and when he came back to his senses, he looked at the donut he was holding in his hand and was a little at a loss.

Holding a donut sprinkled with white icing, Isidore found a bench and sat down.

His mind is in a mess now, and he is a little at a loss.

Taroy's rhetoric completely exceeded his cognition.

Is there really such a thing as reincarnation in the world?He doesn't believe it.But Talroy's words were so strong that he could see that she had struggled to make up her mind to tell him about it.In other words, at least she herself thought she was born again.

The donut in his hand was pinched down by a small piece of dent, and Isidor's eyes were fixed on the white icing on his fingertips.

The first call that was just a "reminder" revealed some information-in a plan he didn't know, Taroy was an available link in their plan.

And the direct person in charge of this plan... should be Emma.

He just needs to be sure of one thing—whether the rebirth Taroy thinks is part of that plan or something outside of the plan.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Taroy, but that the matter of rebirth...is too ridiculous.

And now he is almost walking on the edge of a cliff, if he is not careful, his body will be smashed to pieces, and it is related to Taroy, so he has to be extra cautious.

He quickly edited a string of passwords and sent them, but was prompted that "the other party's number does not exist".

His contact with Emma was unilaterally severed.

His eyes were faint, and there was a little chill in his always smiling eyes.Now that his face has been torn apart like this, he has no scruples.

He stood up, and the cold donuts were thrown into the trash can on the side of the road, and walked towards Baker Street.

The next morning.

Isidore knocked on the door of 221B early in the morning.The novelist who got up early and was going to take a walk in the nearby streets to find inspiration opened the door and saw the violinist with a haggard look.

A hint of doubt flashed across Cecil's eyes, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Isidore knew that this was probably the new tenant that Krista had mentioned.He nodded politely, "I'm here to see Mr. Sherlock Holmes."

I don't know if it was his illusion, but the novelist's eyes lit up, "You must have a very important case! Please come in first, Mr. Holmes lives on the second floor."

The suddenly eager tone made Isidor a little strange.

The novelist hurried upstairs with him, "Mr. Holmes, we have a case coming!"

He seems to finally be able to play the role of an assistant, as if seeing a steady stream of writing inspiration pouring in! It's great!

The novelist's overjoyed voice spread straight to the third floor, and Christa, who was wiping the bow, paused slightly.I don't know if this case can make Sherlock pay more attention to it, and listen to him making various noisy sounds in the house from time to time every day-including the sound of deliberately playing the wrong violin, the sound of bullets passing through the wall, and the sound of summer Locke silenced Cecil, who had been quietly holding the computer and writing.

However, she didn't think so in the next second, because she heard the client's voice.

That was Isidor without a doubt.

It was even more certain that he had come for Taroy's affairs.

So... Something unexpected happened during the elopement yesterday, so Isidor had to hurry to find Sherlock.

And it must not be a good situation to find Sherlock.

Thinking of this, she simply put down the bow and walked down the second floor.

The door was half ajar, she knocked politely and walked in.The three of them immediately looked at her in unison.

Cecil looked surprised.Isidor turned his head, also very surprised, "Liz?"

As for Sherlock... He looked up at Christa, with a look he had expected.

She nodded towards Isidore, "I heard your voice, so I came down to see what's going on. Last night...was there any accident?"

Hearing what she said, Isidore knew that she had already guessed his actions last night. He smiled nonchalantly: "There is something I can't understand, so I want to ask Mr. Holmes."

Cecil glanced back and forth between the two, "Did the two know each other? What a coincidence!"

Christa pursed her lips, and introduced to Cecil: "Cecil, this is what I mentioned to you, my brother from the violin class, Isidor."

The novelist suddenly realized, "I see, I heard that you are a very good violin player."

Isidore raised his lips: "Then you must be Mr. Cecil Lindbergh, a famous novelist. Liz praises you very much."

The neglected Mr. Detective flipped through the freshly delivered newspaper in the morning, and the crisp sound of the paper turning showed his presence.

Christa chose a seat a little far away from Cecil and sat down.

After all, the confession had just passed, and it was inevitable that she would feel a little embarrassed to be too close to Cecil.

Cecil lowered his eyes lightly. The violinist seemed unaware of the strange atmosphere in the world, and stared straight at the detective in front of him with a somewhat casual look.

"Mr. Holmes, I have a few questions to ask you, but..." He hesitated to speak, and glanced at Christa and Cecil with obvious meaning.

He didn't want anyone else there.

The novelist immediately understood what he meant, and although he felt a little pity, he still smiled understandingly: "Then I'll go for a walk first, and I hope I can get some more inspiration today." After a pause, he continued Send an invitation to Krista: "Do you want to go with me? Last time we didn't finish the topic, I have a little new idea, maybe we can communicate again. Krista?"

Christa knew that the novelist was kind enough to give her a reason to leave, but she could feel that Isidor didn't seem to want her to leave that much.

She was a little strange in her heart, but she didn't show the slightest bit, she just waved her hands and said with a smile: "No, I'm going to the teacher's house later, so I just happened to drop by and go with my brother."

Cecil hesitated for a moment, "...Well, then I'll go out first."

After Cecil left, Isidor finally settled down, "Liz, it's just right, I think you can give me some advice. I don't know what to do, and I don't know who to ask...you say Is there really such a thing as reincarnation in the world?"

Krista froze, causing Sherlock to give her an extra look.

Sherlock's ten fingers formed a steeple, "Talroy told you that she was born again. Who did she think she was? Yes, Anne Byrd."

"Ah, I've already mentioned your matter to Sherlock." Facing Isidor's bewildered look, Christa gave Sherlock a warning look for half a second, signaling that he is not allowed to publish on this matter. Opinion.

Christa did mention to him that she would ask Sherlock for help. Hearing this, the doubt in Isidor's heart that "why Sherlock knows so much about him and Taroy" was cleared.

"That's all right, I don't need to mention it again. Mr. Holmes, your analysis is very correct, and you really deserve your reputation. And, no matter what the truth of the matter is, I hope that this matter will remain a secret."

After getting affirmative answers from the two, the violinist continued.

"Last night... I went to Taroy, and she told me this incredible thing.... She said that she was the Miss Bird family who died that year, and was killed by Arthur Bird. But She was reborn into a girl named Taroy. I can see that she didn't lie to me, but I really can't believe it. I don't know why she thinks so... I still believe that there is no reincarnation in this world, which seems like a fantasy About the novel. I hope to get a little help from you, Mr. Holmes."

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Christa tilted her head and rested her cheek with one hand, "Since Taroy didn't lie, why don't you believe that she is really Anne Bird?"

Isidore smiled wryly, and put his hand on his forehead, "Liz, how do you want me to believe this kind of thing?"

If he was just a simple violinist, maybe he would believe Taroy's bizarre story, but he knew from the very beginning that Taroi's identity was probably just a conspiracy by some people, and he completely It is not known what the purpose of this conspiracy is.

Too many unsolved mysteries made him unable to believe in the so-called facts beyond cognition.

She glanced at Sherlock who seemed to be thinking, and said calmly and objectively: "So Isidor, all this is just your self-righteousness, you can't prove that Taroy is not Anne Bird, you just don't want to believe things beyond common sense. "

The violinist was silent for a few seconds, his voice was low and hoarse, "...Maybe so. So I want to know what's going on. If she is Anne Bird, then it is my own problem. But what if she is not? Then Who is she? Will she be in any danger?"

Christa's eyes turned to Sherlock, and a certain detective calmly withdrew his eyes from looking at her, and quickly disassembled and analyzed the sentences spoken by Isidore.

"Of course this matter is obvious. Taroy can't be Anne Bird. Reincarnation? This kind of argument is groundless. Only a stupid goldfish would believe such absurd things."

When he said this, he intentionally or unintentionally observed Christa's reaction.The girl raised her eyebrows lightly, as if she didn't quite agree with what he said, she tapped lightly with her left hand on the palm of her right hand, the same tapping method as she had seen before, three long and one short.

"Sherlock, it's still not easy to jump to conclusions. There are always things beyond knowledge, aren't they?"

Krista interrupted with a smile.

Seeing that the topic turned in a strange direction, Isidor couldn't help but sighed, "...You two, should you solve my problem first?"

Sherlock pressed the newspaper under the coffee cup, "I don't think this is a topic worth discussing. Scotland Yard would not believe the absurd theory of rebirth into another person's body. Anne Bird was rumored to have died of illness In the summer of 1994, when did Talroy say she started thinking she was Anne Bird?"

"About six years ago, according to what you said, after the kidnapping of Arthur Byrd. The kidnapping was full of loopholes—why did they choose Taroy who didn't exist? Why did Scotland Yard only In the middle of the intervention, Arthur Byrd suddenly repented? Talloy, who had been missing for half a month after Scotland Yard stopped intervening, suddenly returned, and the whereabouts of the kidnappers have never been seen.”

Christa glanced at the stunned Isidor, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said: "So you mean...the kidnapping against Taroy was not a kidnapping and extortion in the general sense, and Arthur and the kidnapping of Taroy Yi's people reached a certain agreement, and Taroy was released as a hostage, but in order to prevent Arthur from breaking his promise, the kidnappers turned Taroy into their undercover agent... In this way, Taroy thinks The memory of being Anne Bird is just a lie. If Anne's death is related to Arthur, the hatred between life and death can indeed make Taroy determined to betray Arthur Bird."

"However, why is it Anne? And it's hard to talk about the matter of rebirth. What's more, what kind of means will make people think that they are another person who has nothing to do with it? This...is a very serious problem Ah. Sherlock, what you said is not the only possibility after all, I think we have to discuss it further. Maybe it would be a good idea to meet Taroy, what do you think, Sherlock?"

"I'm talking about the most likely guess. Meeting is indeed a way. But there is one thing, there is no direct evidence that Anne Bird's death is related to Arthur." Sherlock said.

Hearing what the two of them said, Isidor hesitated, "... Taroy told me that Arthur didn't really like her. The person Arthur Bird liked was Anne, and he even went out of his way to find her. Many girls who resembled Anne and named them Anne."

Christa couldn't help smiling: "So I guess Taroy must think that Arthur looks at her like he's looking at a replica of Anne Bird. After all, she thinks she is the real Anne Bird De, no one is more like herself than she is."

The shadow cast by Miss Anne Bird, who died young, has not dissipated for so many years.

"By the way, Anne has always been the legitimate heir of the Byrd family?" She thought of the gossip she saw when she browsed last time, and asked inadvertently.

Isidore was a little surprised that she would ask such a question, "That's right, in this generation, only Anne is the direct descendant, and Arthur Byrd is the adopted son. Since Anne's death, he quickly rose to power and appeared in the public eye. Did you find anything? "

Christa didn't hide it on purpose, "Some time ago, I accidentally saw an old post saying that the Byrd family is actually a pair of twins. Maybe it's a rumor?"

"There are quite a few people who talk nonsense on the Internet." Isidore smiled and revealed it.

She nodded as a response, but quickly recalled the content of the post in her mind. Judging from the tone of the narrative, it didn't look like a deliberately fabricated lie, and it was an accepted fact that the Byrd family had no twins.

It's kind of weird.she thinks.

"So are you going to tell Taroy the speculation?" Christa lowered her mind, waiting for Isidor's answer.

The violinist thought for a while, then shook his head cautiously, "For now, there are still some things I haven't figured out, and I don't know how to tell her. After all, Taroy always thinks that he is Anne, and this is very important to her. hit..."

He paused at this point, and only heaved a long sigh helplessly.

Isidore stood up and looked at his watch, "Junior Sister, do you want to go to the teacher's house with me? It's almost time for class."

Hearing this, Christa's face collapsed, "Oh my God! You go there first. I haven't had time to eat breakfast yet! Time flies so fast!"

Seeing her rushing out the door, Isidor smiled helplessly, turned around and nodded to Sherlock, "Mr. Holmes, thank you for your help. If you can find any clues about Taroy, please let me know in time."

Sherlock raised his eyebrows, "Of course, but now I have a few questions, you can sit still for a while, you are not in such a hurry as Krista."

Isidor didn't expect this, but he nodded and sat down, "Do you have any questions?"

The consulting detective, known for his keen insight, glanced at him indifferently, and then said: "You are an excellent musician. Among the three professors who wanted to take you as an apprentice at that time, you chose the least The one that shines, in general terms, there is no logic at all."

Isidor looked sullen, "Mr. Holmes, it has nothing to do with who I choose as a teacher, right? My teacher may not be the best, but he is also very good. I am impressed by his character. Is there any problem?" ?”

Mr. Detective spread his hands, "Of course not, but there is another Professor Criffey who is famous for his character, Professor Smith is better at music theory, and you are a performer."

No matter how you look at it, Professor Smith is not the best choice for Isidor.

Isidor stood up, speaking with anger: "Mr. Holmes, I have already said that the teacher I choose has nothing to do with you. If you just want to ask these questions, I don't think there is any need for us to continue talking!"

Sherlock looked at him angrily and grabbed the dark cashmere coat hanging from the hanger, "You are deliberately avoiding my question. This just proves that you didn't really want to worship Professor Smith in the first place, so what are you doing for it? The three professors The most prominent thing about Professor Smith is that he likes China very much, and even has many Chinese friends, and Christa’s grandparents are just one of them. So there is no doubt about your purpose——Christa.”

Isidor said coldly: "I don't know what you're talking about. Maybe people with your profession always like to use self-righteous but unfounded conjectures to speculate on others. Sir, I hope you don't start rumors."

He didn't stay any longer, and went straight downstairs, and the door behind him slammed and slammed.Poor Mrs. Hudson shook her head as she shut the failed door in a panic.

Christa also heard the sound of Isidor slamming the door, but she didn't pay much attention to it.After all, Sherlock's ability to piss people off is obvious to all. It's not impossible for Isidor to lose control of his emotions in a moment of anger because of the unusual things about Taroy recently.

Christa, who had a complete goldfish brain, completely put the matter behind her after thinking about it, and went out happily, but she had to worry about another matter at night.

When arguing with Sherlock a few days ago, in order to apologize to Cecil for rushing to the door, she sent an invitation to Cecil to go to the show together. Originally, Isidor should be with her, but today Isidor temporarily mentioned He has to deal with some recital matters and cannot attend the theater performance tomorrow night.

The shadow of Cecil's confession last time still lingered in her heart, and she couldn't get along with Cecil alone naturally, let alone such a dating-like thing.

Why did I come up with such an idea that can only be thought of after being kicked by a donkey?

It must be because she was stunned by Sherlock's anger!

The little girl Christa naturally shifted the responsibility to Sherlock.

But watching the show together...

Christa bit her lower lip, Sherlock is the only one who can ask her...

Cecil should be more willing to get along with his idol... right?She thought a little uncertainly.

...So how to persuade Sherlock has become the biggest problem bothering her.

Cecil had already returned, and she couldn't find Sherlock in person, so after thinking about it, she chose to send a text message.

"Sherlock, would you be interested in a Shakespeare performance? With Cecil. - CH."

"Don't bother me with such nonsense. - SH."

A second message followed.

"You can simply reject him. - SH."

Sherlock has always been straightforward, and Christa is not surprised that he would say such a thing, but it is impossible to act like him.Christa rested her chin and thought, what conditions can impress Sherlock?

In her heart, Sherlock, who was about to be equated with all kinds of unsolved unsolved cases, was really hard to buy.

After thinking for a long time, she finally typed the content of the message slowly.

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