[Comprehensive British and American] Those years when I opened a dessert shop on Baker Street

Mycroft's people left after delivering Wensty. Wensty was carrying a big black umbrella in her hand. As she walked, the water on the umbrella dripped all the way.

Sherlock came over and stood in front of Wensty. Dacie Bellen, who was well-intentioned, walked behind the two of them. She seemed in a bad mood, and she gave Sherlock a glare as she passed by, but With Sherlock's back turned to her, Darcy Beren's eyes naturally fell to nothing.

But even if Sherlock finds Darcy Beren's dissatisfied gaze, she won't react. Dacie Beren is not a noble character, she is mediocre but ambitious, plus she is pretentious and has no brains A few words of flattery can get all her words out. In Sherlock's eyes, Anderson from the police station is a bit more pleasing to her eyes than her.

Winsty greeted Sherlock: "Good evening, sir."

"Good evening." Sherlock looked at the dripping umbrella in her hand.

"Oh, the rain has stopped!" Wensty felt a little embarrassed, and said that she was going to give someone an umbrella, and now the rain has stopped.

Wensty didn't know that Sherlock had seen the video of Mycroft communicating with her, and wondered whether she should tell Sherlock that Mycroft had found her.

Sherlock originally wanted to expose Wensty's lies this morning - why did he rush over at night when he said he couldn't run around in the morning, wouldn't it be more tiring to do so - but he noticed that the clothes on Wensty's shoulders were slightly wet, and the edges of her trouser legs were also wet. After getting wet, the words on my lips became speechless, and turned into a sentence without emotion: "It will rain again in an hour, three and 10 minutes."

Sherlock and Wensty walked into the theater together, and Wensti asked him how the case was going.

"The deceased died in the exclusive dressing room of the theater, with only fatal knife wounds on his body, and all the surveillance videos have no record of the body being moved, and there is no trace of being moved on the body." Sherlock told her the current discovery .

But if there is no trace of being transported, why are the corpses in the dressing room hung from the beams of the theater?

Wensti listened, feeling full of doubts: "It sounds complicated, so your brain should be very excited, right?"

"That's true," Sherlock's mouth curled up beautifully, "Life is dull and news is boring, only these bold cases can comfort me in my life."

Winsty lived with Holmes for so long, and knew that he was a very curious person, interested in all unsolved mysteries in the world.Now hearing Sherlock's words, a thought popped up: Could Sherlock unseal the Book of the Dead out of curiosity?Actually he has no malice.

Winsty asked tentatively: "If you get a book, there is another world hidden in that book that you don't know. There are puzzles and conspiracies in it. Once the puzzles in it are solved, the whole world will be destroyed." will suffer, so will you still try to solve the puzzles in the book?"

"Your parents will be delighted that you have grown up and still have a kid at heart."

Winsty could hear Sherlock saying she was dreaming.

"I said what if, if there was such a book, would you solve the puzzles in it?"

Sherlock didn't know why Winsty was so obsessed with an unfounded book, her eyes were full of enthusiasm, eager for him to answer this question.

"Probably so."

Sherlock couldn't give a definite answer, because he himself didn't know whether curiosity would prevail or rationality would prevail if such a book was really in front of him.

"No, you can't solve the puzzles in the book."

Winsty stopped in her tracks. Sherlock was much taller than her. She stood on the upper step and looked at Sherlock with serious eyes. The night was on her clear face.

Wensti's tone was particularly firm: "You can't do that, and I will stop you. If you must do that, we will only become enemies."

Sherlock wanted to move forward, but Wensty didn't let go. This was the most persistent time she had been since Sherlock met her.

"You really have a rich imagination."

"Do you understand?" Winsty was a little anxious, as if Sherlock was going to unseal the Book of the Dead in a second, "You can't solve the puzzles in that book."

"Hmm." A monosyllabic word floated at the entrance of the Grand Theater.

Wensty was a little dazed. Did Sherlock agree just now, or was he simply trying to play tricks on her?

Wensty thought it was more of the latter, and Sherlock probably thought she was telling a silly fairy tale, and he didn't want to waste time with her on fairy tales, so he responded hastily.

"Then you just promised me, you mean what you say."

Wensty's first trial ended when Sherlock didn't give any definite answer, and was blown into the distance along with the wind at the entrance of the grand theater.

The appearance of Sherlock and Wensty just now fell into the eyes of the Scotland Yard police on the other side of the theater. Although they were far away and could not hear the conversation between Sherlock and Wensty, when Wensti arrived, Darcy Belen Every scene of leaving in a fit of anger is very much like the real girlfriend coming to catch the boyfriend who has empathized with another, and driving away the third party who is trying to get in the position.

Lestrade, who was on the front line of eating melons, took two late-night snacks to find Sherlock and Winsty, wanting to see with his own eyes what the legendary crematorium looked like.

But he didn't see the flames all over the sky. Sherlock and Winsty were fine and didn't even quarrel.

Winsty greeted Lestrade: "Good evening, Inspector."

Wensty didn't look like he was angry at all, and of course Lestrade wouldn't really ask if the two of them had a fight, so he put both night snacks in Wensty's hands: "Good evening, I called for supper, let's have some."

"Thank you, but this is too much, I can't eat so much."

"Here are two copies. One is for you and the other is for Sherlock, but he won't eat to keep his mind clear. You can take it for him first and warm it up when you go home after the case is over."

"okay, thank you."

After Wensty thanked, she gently poked Sherlock, who was indifferent, with her elbow, asking him to thank Lestrade for his kindness.

"Oh! Thank you for your kindness, Lestrade, your supper has prolonged my stay here by at least another thirty-seven minutes."

The group of goldfish in Scotland Yard had a full meal and came back with a full stomach. It took at least 37 minutes for them to adjust from a resting state to a working state.

He had been generous enough not to count their time off.

Sherlock showed a "friendly" and "grateful" smile, and Lestrade reminded his subordinates on the intercom that there were still 5 minutes before the end of the break.

Five minutes later, the interrogation continued.

It was supposed to be a few supporting characters in "Macbeth" who were supposed to be interrogated, but Sherlock changed the order and asked the old members of the Morrison troupe who had worked for more than ten years first.

Lisa is a well-known dressmaker in the industry. This is a woman wrapped in an artistic atmosphere. She is wearing a delicate navy blue dress with a red rose embroidered on the collar.

She sat on the chair, crossed her legs, and took out a navy blue cigarette case from her pocket, in which lay several slender women's cigarettes.

Seeing that she was about to light a cigarette, the policeman on the side hurriedly dissuaded her: "You are not allowed to smoke during the interrogation."

She dismissed the line: "You can sue me if the law forbids it."

Lisa's voice was hoarse and sounded like old tapes, the result of long-term smoking and drinking.

Lisa exhaled a puff of smoke rings, and said lazily, "I had been mending Macbeth's costume on the day of the incident, and I can't remember exactly what I did at that time, but since there are surveillance videos, I also used There is no need to explain."

The cigarettes soon spread out in the dressing room, and Wensty couldn't stand the smell of second-hand smoke, so she said softly to Holmes, "I can't stand the smell of smoke, I'm going out to get some air."

Winsty got up to leave.

Lisa was able to face the interrogation with such an indifferent attitude because she hadn't even knocked on the door of Elizabeth Lancenot's dressing room at the time of the crime, and she knew for certain that she was not the murderer.

Lestrade and the others watched the surveillance video, and Lisa was on their first exclusion list.

But Lestrade knew that Sherlock must have his reasons for looking for Lisa.

Sherlock: "We came to you to ask you about what happened to Macbeth ten years ago."

Lisa's hand flicking the ashes suddenly trembled.

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After Wensty came out, he walked to the inner field of the theater along the way. The empty stage had once staged wonderful performances one after another, but there was no audience in the current seats.

From the moment she stepped into the theater, Wensty's back had been feeling cool, her calf pants were splashed with rainwater, and they were still not dry, and a gust of wind kept blowing her pants legs.

The media reported that the murder in the Grand Theater was called "Ghost Killing Case". Winsty denied the claim of ghost killing, but she did not deny that there were ghosts in the Grand Theater.

She can feel that the ghosts are beside her now, and they cannot be seen with the naked eye. There is a spell that can glimpse the appearance of ghosts, but it needs the assistance of props.

Suddenly the curtain of the stage shook violently, and then there was a wild cry: "Help——"

"Who is calling for help?"

Wensty walked towards the back of the curtain, pulled it back, and saw Rosa Morrison lying unconscious on the ground.

Winsty calmed down, sighed her breath, luckily she was still alive, she should have just passed out.

No one else but Rosa Morrison.

The curtain was blown by the wind.

Winsty: "You know what's going on, right?"

The wind blew harder.

Winsty understood, and found a small fragment beside Rosa Morrison.

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