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

Although he has reached a verbal agreement with Krista, he will fully respect Krista's personal wishes, but he believes that the matter he is investigating does not count.

——The mystery of Christa's life experience that she has been consciously avoiding.

As early as Andre Hilder appeared, he had vaguely noticed that Christa was deliberately avoiding her father, but the reason for avoiding had nothing to do with her mother's death.Coupled with Cecil's confusing attitude towards Krista—he could understand the conversation between Cecil and Krista with the help of some small instruments, and there was some kind of unknown relationship between the two. contact.

But Christa defended him tightly. In terms of room defense measures, Christa did a particularly perfect job. Sherlock has yet to find a chance to see the whole picture.

Judging by the sound of the suitcase rolling on the ground, Krista had only a small amount of luggage, and it was clear that there would be no better chance.

He couldn't pass up this opportunity.

As Mycroft said, Christa carries a fascinating fog of unknown mysteries, which will always lead people into the fog unconsciously, and then be caught off guard by the big net hidden behind her, and there is nowhere to go. can escape.

But it's the unknown that's exciting.

He was so eager to know everything about her, to dig out her deepest secrets, that he couldn't help but want to cut open her softest heart.

She should have no secrets from him.

Christa's room was neatly tidied up, because the master had just left not long ago, and the strong aroma of coffee and milk was still floating in the air.

With his rich experience, Sherlock found what he wanted smoothly.

That was the information extracted from the clues left by Isidor before he left.Of course, Isidor did not intend to reveal these things, but spying on the whole picture of things from clues is what detectives are best at.

And this just proved that the cause of Christa's mother's death was not a simple car accident.

What Sherlock is looking for is Christa's birthday gift, an ancient manuscript by a famous musician sent by Andre, which is priceless.

Before Krista had time to unpack it, she randomly received it in the cabinet, together with the gifts from the past.

The greeting card on the gift box reads, "To Krista," in flowing handwriting. It says so on the card that comes with each gift.Christa always thought it was written by Andre's secretary dutifully, and didn't care, but Sherlock, who got the news from Isidor, was very concerned about the handwriting.

He thought of something after taking a photo and saving it, and took out the letter that Andre had only delivered on Christa's birthday night from his drawer.It was difficult to tell whether the handwriting on the letter and the handwriting on the gift box were written by the same person.

Neither belonged to Andre's handwriting.

Sherlock rarely frowned.

He ended up taking a small portion of an insignificant piece from Krista's "gift" and testing it.

This unremarkable material contained a special substance, exactly the same as the liquid that Sherlock was shot on his clothes in the theater.Its purpose is currently unknown.

Compared with those expensive jewellery, such exquisite gadgets are what Christa likes, and the people who give these "gifts" know Christa's personality very well.

And this hobby, people who have not had some contact with her can't detect it.

What is in that part of the truth that Krista is hiding?

Sherlock almost wanted to confront her directly!

Except for this time, Sherlock kept his promise and didn't mess with Christa's things, but to his regret, he also lost the only joy of Christa's return home.

The occasional trivial cases can't express Sherlock's thirst for knowledge and sense of boredom at all.Airing this dissatisfaction had bad consequences—poor Mrs. Anderson had to have two panes reinstalled.

It's understandable that his girlfriend left him and went back to the country alone.Even though Mrs. Hudson sympathized with Sherlock psychologically, she still had to make him pay for the glass.

Mycroft came to the house on a sunny winter day after snow.

"I have a surprise for you. Consider it a belated Christmas present."

Sherlock was reading a... novel.

The one written by Cecil.

It will be published in March this year without anyone knowing, and Cecil sent a sample book to 221B.Sherlock got the right to read the book after "consulting" Christa.

Inscribed on the inside page of the book: "To Miss Christa."

Sherlock closed the book indifferently.

A moment later he opened the pages again and sat on the couch unhappy to read the last story in the manuscript.

It's full of loopholes, and the storyline is boring and cheesy and nothing new.The detective silently commented in his heart.

Mycroft was surprised that the brother had suddenly started reading a so-called detective novel, but he remembered what he was here for.

He put a thin paper file bag on the table.

Sherlock glanced at it first, not very interested.

"A very nice Christmas present." McCoff emphasized again.

Only then did the detective condescend and put aside the "Mystery Romance Novel" that was as annoying as Mycroft, and took the information bag, which was very light

He took out a few sheets of paper with almost no thickness from the information bag.

Before Sherlock had time to look at the words on the several sheets of paper, a slightly yellowed but well-preserved photo fell out.

On the back of the photo was written a name in scribbled and random fonts, a bit blurry due to the age, but it was not difficult to make out the name on it.

— charlotte.

Charlotte.

A very common British girl's name.

Sherlock picked up the photo, turned it over, and heard Mycroft's voice.

"This was discovered from the archive information privately stored by the Byrd family. It is very secretive and has a long history."

Sherlock stared at the slightly faded photo in his hand.

The young woman in the photo has a special quiet temperament, gentle as blue, and plain clothes, which is the style of decades ago.Although it is a typical Westerner's appearance, there are still a few traces of oriental subtle and gentle charm in the corners of the brows and eyes.

It was a face that was five points like Christa's.

The author has something to say: a little late...

Still revise the text during the day...