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

The crystal chandelier with Ying Luo hanging down reflects bright light in all directions, the milky white tiles are rendered in a warm yellow tone, and the smell of tobacco is smudged, and the voices of rolling dice and shaking cups among the clouds and mists, and the noisy voices of figures continue to penetrate her eardrums.

Luxuriant, a group of demons dance wildly.

Seeing the scene in front of her, she could only think of these two words.

Christa was not used to this kind of confusion. Having never seen such a scene, she just followed closely behind Sherlock, carefully avoiding the crowd as much as possible.Those scrutinizing eyes sticking to her body like poisonous snake mucus made her feel very uncomfortable, and she had to try her best to ignore them considering the current situation.

A young girl in good bloom, with a beautiful and innocent face, revealing a sense of innocence that is ignorant of the world.

In this environment, like a sheep that strays into a pack of wolves by mistake, it will only be coveted for nothing.

Sherlock stopped suddenly and turned around. Christa didn't react, and the two almost ran into each other.

Krista: "...?"

Sherlock ignored her puzzled eyes, and directly took off the scarf and wrapped it around Christa's neck, covering most of her face. He then brushed the hair on her forehead, and the light brown hair was messed up immediately, covering the smooth forehead. .Almost only her whole body showed a pair of surprised and confused eyes.

Sherlock showed a little satisfied look, "Let's go."

Only then did Christa realize that Sherlock was helping her, and she couldn't help but smile, "Thank you."

Sherlock responded with a short syllable from his lips.

He took another two steps forward, and when he thought of something, he suddenly turned around and grabbed Christa's wrist, "You're walking too slowly."

"There are too many people, I have tried my best to keep up with you." Krista retracted her heart that had been moved for only two seconds, "If you don't want to wait for me, you can go first, and I will follow."

"I'll take you away!" Mr. Detective decided without any doubt.

Christa: "...!" Sherlock is definitely not right tonight.It seemed that the conscience that had been lost for more than twenty years suddenly came back to him automatically.

Sherlock saw through what she was thinking of messy things at a glance, and frowned, "Let's go. Put those boring thoughts in your mind away."

If it wasn't for the fact that Christa, the goldfish, was too easily deceived, why would he do this?

After all, Christa still understood Sherlock's awkward concern. He was worried that she would get separated from him in the crowd and that something might happen, although... "worry" might not be the right word.

She lowered her eyes, freed her left hand from Sherlock's hand, then put her hand on Sherlock's palm obediently, and raised her head with an obedient expression.

Meeting her eyes, Sherlock turned and led her through the crowded room of gamblers.

"I saw the family crest of the Byrd family outside." Christa lowered her voice, "The child was brought to this casino, which may be related to the industrial chain of the Byrd family."

No matter how thorough the liquidation is, there will always be one or two fish that slip through the net.

This casino should be a small fish missed in the big net of the Arthur Byrd incident.

Now, because of the carelessness of this little fish, Holmes has been given an opportunity.

In fact, this casino has done a good job in security and defense, but it is a pity that it has encountered Sherlock who cannot be measured by common sense.

The detective not only took her in openly, but also made himself a VIP.

"Try it and you'll know." After saying this, Sherlock walked to the counter and exchanged a thousand pounds for chips.

What he exchanged could only be regarded as a small amount, and the waiter didn't even blink at this, and just allocated a few chips to him.

Krista: "...?!!!"

Her eyes widened, staring at Sherlock.

Sherlock randomly picked a table and sat down, full of momentum, with provocative eyes, vividly reflecting the image of a young man who is proud and arrogant.

It's a pity that the pitifully small chips piled in front of him can only make people laugh.

Another fool.

The bunny girl carrying the tray through the crowd showed sympathy, and then walked past without looking sideways.

Everyone in this casino came in beaming and left with sympathy.This young man is no exception.

Christa took the initiative to stand at a place where Sherlock was a little far away from Sherlock and could see the situation clearly, secretly cursing in her heart, very good, Sherlock Oscar-winning actor Sherlock Holmes is online.

Before she finished complaining, Sherlock beckoned to her, "Juana, come here!"

A table of people looked over immediately, and the ridicule in their eyes hadn't stopped.

Christa who was suddenly pointed out: "..." She seemed to instantly understand another layer of Sherlock's intention to cover her face.

So it turns out that my friendship performance is going to be on stage so early?Christa reluctantly walked over to Sherlock.

"Don't you want to see me win? Then watch it, I won't lose a game tonight! These people—" he swept across the audience, his face full of arrogance, "—are all rubbish."

Everyone at the table glared at him angrily.

Christa tugged at his sleeve, "Don't go too far, you can make a fuss if you want, there's no need to provoke these people."

Her voice was so low that the people around her could only vaguely hear a few syllables.

Sherlock: "Oh! Juana! Now that you say that, I'll show mercy to these idiots." He raised his voice deliberately.

Krista: Forget it, let him do his thing.

A burly middle-aged man stood up, "Boy, let's compete."

After half an hour.

Christa looked at the fourth challenger who had been ripped off by Sherlock, and then at the pile of chips in front of Sherlock, and secretly yawned.

Someone estimated that today the audience would be swept away.

As she expected, after Sherlock turned over half the field, the chips on the table had reached eight figures.

And the person they were waiting for finally showed up.

A middle-aged man with the appearance of a manager came over, "Sir, your chips and winning percentage have reached our higher standard here, and a small game is about to start, are you interested in participating?"

"A higher level? Why didn't you say it earlier? I thought you didn't have anyone here who could do it!" A certain person vividly interpreted the word owed beating.

"Then invite this gentleman to come with me." The manager smiled slightly, unmoved by his frivolous attitude.

"Juana, let's go. I'll show you something more exciting. What you're watching here is boring!" Sherlock put his hands lazily in his pockets, and a cynical temperament surfaced on his face, which was very different from usual don't.

Krista, whose name was inexplicably changed, said she didn't really want to see the show.But the next scene is related to her, and she has to be present.

"Then let's go... Let's go home later, okay, I'm a little tired." She showed a worried look, softened her tone, and ran up to hold Sherlock's arm in small steps.

She shouldn't have mistaken her character design - an innocent, cute and curious little girlfriend?

She has never been in love once, but she has acted as a husband and wife with Sherlock for various reasons. It is really difficult to be a human being!

The higher-level gambling games are located on higher floors, which Christa did not expect.The manager led them up to the ground. When they passed the first floor, Christa glanced out the window. The poor ghost who was knocked unconscious by her and Sherlock was still unconscious in the bushes outside, and Sherlock was now holding that poor ghost. The identity of a ghost attracts hatred everywhere.

The manager quickly led them to a room on the second floor.

There were already three people sitting in the room.A blond man has been playing with a poker card in his hand in boredom.

When he turned the card around, Krista saw it was the Queen of clubs.

The other was a boy in a brown sweater, not very old, he seemed to be a teenager.

The last one is a woman with short hair. Her hair is dyed golden. According to the condition of her skin, she can be judged to be around 50 or [-] years old, maybe a little older. From the sitting posture, it can be seen that this woman has received strict etiquette training.

All three of them were wearing masks, and their faceless clothes concealed their identities tightly.

When the two of them observed the three people on the opposite side, the other party was also looking at them.

An arrogant young man who doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and a naive and delicate girl.

Sherlock pulled out the chair and sat down, pretending to be tall——

"What do you want to play?"

The author has something to say: Wow, I cried out, but I still didn’t catch up