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

Lake Eden is located on the outskirts of London. It has beautiful scenery and clear water. Due to climate reasons, there is no freezing period, but it is still a bit cold in London in winter.

Christa found very little information about Eden Lake, and a few people said that the scenery there is good, but it is not normal for many people to come to such a desolate and secluded place along the route.

"Why did the prototype of the story choose such a place?" Krista held the phone, her beautiful eyes narrowed into a line, with a little meaningless flickering light.

Cecil, who was driving, turned the steering wheel and turned a corner before he could concentrate on answering Christa's question, "Actually, the place name Eden Lake is just my fiction. I never thought that there would be such a place in reality. place, and in London, so close."

Every word uttered by the novelist carries a complex sense of helplessness and despair.

"Don't worry, we still have time to stop everything from happening." Krista fiddled with her phone twice more, just in case, and she sent the location to one of the agents gathered on Baker Street.

During the time she stayed on Baker Street, Christa successfully obtained the contact information of most of McCoff's men.She always thought that if Sherlock continued to play like this, something big would happen.Even if the fruit sellers, bakery owners, and coffee shop service counters on Baker Street don't seem so reliable, they are at least much more reliable than Sherlock.

Sherlock, who was inexplicably labeled as unreliable, knew nothing about it.

Christa closed the phone and glanced at Sherlock beside her, "Reading newspapers in the car is not good for your eyes. Sherlock."

Sherlock didn't mind that, "I've always had good eyesight." He folded the newspaper anyway.

That's the latest paper this morning.Krista glanced at the date below the headline out of the corner of her eye, thinking casually, and after staying for two more seconds, she blinked slowly to make sure she read the headline correctly.

The title is very exaggerated, "Genius violinist performs self-composed repertoire in Vienna, touching thousands of audiences."

Krista took the newspaper curiously and glanced at it quickly.

There is no doubt that this is Isidor's headline. The photo of him standing on the stage holding the bow was enlarged and printed in the newspaper.

Christa has not received any news related to Isidor recently. Although she knew that the purpose of Isidor's appearance was not so simple, she did not show any doubts, so Isidor was suddenly withdrawn from her side very puzzling up.

Christa even discussed this point with Sherlock, but the detective didn't come up with any convincing evidence.

The news was very exaggerated, which made Christa suspect that Sherlock had picked up the wrong entertainment edition of the newspaper today, but it was indeed the society edition of the newspaper.

The core content is probably that the violinist Mr. Isidor Augustin played his own song "Sparrow", which moved the audience with his sincere emotions. The writer even said that a desperate and beautiful love flew out of his song.

Krista:  …

However, since the Arthur Byrd incident, I haven't heard any news about Taroy, as if this person has evaporated from the world.

She tapped her left knuckles lightly.What happened to Arthur, when she thought about it afterwards, she only felt something was wrong.

If Arthur hadn't found Taroy himself at the beginning, then everything should have developed according to her plan. She would deliberately disclose Taroy's news to Arthur, and then kill people with a knife, except for Taroy's weird self-awareness. Besides, nothing goes wrong.

However, Taroy was found first, and everything became uncontrollable from then on, and there was no room for her at all.

The little-known collaborator of the Byrd family did not leak a word, and it was obviously prepared.If it is said that the collaborators behind the Byrd family killed the donkey, why is it at this time?Even if Mrs. Sifle's appearance has the shadow of Sherlock, but...is there really such a wonderful coincidence?

If it is not a coincidence, who has the ability to count a shrewd politician and a Sherlock Holmes together?Does Sherlock himself know about this?

Christa suddenly discovers that even Sherlock, who has always been honest, has many secrets that she doesn't know at all.

I don't know why I feel a little uncomfortable...

She didn't think about it, because Cecil had already stopped the car, "There is a forest ahead, so it's not easy to drive in. Let's drive to the town ahead before walking over. The car seems to be running out of gas."

Neither Christa nor Sherlock objected.

This secluded town has an eerie air about it.Krista got out of the car and looked around carefully, and couldn't help discussing with Sherlock in a low voice, "Do you think this place really looks like an excellent scene for a horror movie? Cecil's luck is too bad." It's fine that the place name exists in reality, and it's still in such a weird place.

Sherlock didn't know what to say, "Who knows if it's something illusory like luck?"

There was a beautiful arc in the corner of Christa's eyes, and she said softly: "I hope it's really bad luck for him. Otherwise, it would be too bad."

The two gossiped for a while, and Cecil had already filled up the car.

He walked over with small steps and scratched his hair, "Well... shall we go to the restaurant first, or..."

"There is a restaurant on the way we come here, we go there first. Then we need to find a hotel, because we are not sure how many days we will stay. Then go to the lake in the afternoon...Actually, from the plot of your novel, we don't We must go to the lake, maybe we should find the protagonist in this story first." Knowing that Sherlock is unreliable, Christa quickly made arrangements, and the other two had no objections.

After all, they are still at a loss now, and the matter has not yet happened, and it is impossible to solve the problem immediately, so they cannot be rushed.

The three drove to the restaurant, Cecil was preoccupied and had no appetite; Sherlock didn't care about it, and in the end, Krista lacked interest and missed a few dishes that seemed barely passable.

As a qualified detective, Sherlock with excellent professional ethics has successfully chatted with the waiter, and Christa listened while eating.The poor novelist suddenly lost his appetite after listening to it for a few ears.

Just like the plot in Cecil's novel, there are a few well-known... bear children in this town.

After the waiter walked away, Christa whispered to Sherlock: "Be careful, I feel malicious."

This kind of thing that relies entirely on intuition, Christa seldom advances with others, and even she herself can't figure out why she would tell Sherlock such a secret thing.Maybe it's because the big detective is more willing to believe her intuition than others?

And novelists with more romantic feelings were subconsciously ignored by her.

... Miss Christa finally attributed this to Sherlock Holmes' ability to deceive people.

Christa turned her head, and was thinking of another reliable reason to remind Cecil that something might be wrong, when there was a sudden noise outside.

The author has something to say: This is the final ending of Isidore's love.

Use the most beloved violin to commemorate the only person I loved, and spread the voice of "I love you" all over the world. No matter where you are, as long as you hear the music, you can hear the confession that I failed to say.

In the future, even if he was taken out, he would be used by Si Si to make trouble.

Isidore, who is like a tool man: I thought I could at least be a third-class status, but... I'm just a cannon fodder?

Slater (smiling): Thank you for the third time, you are thinking too much.