[Comprehensive] plane trading system

"No, no, the term antique is inaccurate. I need to think of a precise word to describe this phenomenon..." Sherlock babbled there, and Watson's cold eyebrows were clearly out of his consideration.

Watson took a deep breath and seemed to have given up on communicating with him. Instead, he looked at the three boys and girls who remained stunned. She was obviously puzzled by their clothes, but she just pretended to be herself. I didn't see it, so I hurried to appease Cinderella whose skirt was torn off.

"Oh, that person is really scary." Cinderella covered her face halfway, and she seemed really frightened.

"Hold...Sorry, I couldn't stop him." Aladdin said in shame, he knew that he didn't lack courage, but when he saw the man striding over, he didn't know why he couldn't do anything at all .

Snow White gave Cinderella a cup of tea: "My dear Cinderella, I think this gentleman may not have any malice, but he is a little rude. Maybe this lady will ask him to come and apologize to you, right ma'am."

"Your name is Cinderella, it's so interesting, is your name spelled like this?" Sherlock suddenly came over again, took out a pen and a small notebook from nowhere, quickly wrote something on it and handed it to Cinderella .

Cinderella's eyes were red like a frightened little rabbit, and her body squeezed against Snow White.

"Please watch your words and deeds, sir." Snow White raised her voice.

Sherlock threw the notebook directly to Cinderella, turned around a few times, and said in his mouth: "I heard standard American English, but her mouth shape is not like this. In theory, what she said Not what I heard, from that mouth shape, she said the first syllable is, oh... no, no, it should be an older accent, not even real English, I can think of it right away Well, I should have dabbled in this language..."

"Sherlock!" Watson's expression was as if he wanted to burn him to death.

Aladdin opened his mouth wide: "Is he crazy?"

Fang Bai felt a little headache on the side, and felt that if this consulting detective stayed here for a while, his old background would be exposed. Although the system actually doesn't mind being known by the outside world, he still likes to keep some secrets.

But unfortunately, the door was knocked again, and the scenery outside changed to the dark street when he met the savior, but the knocking sound was heavy, powerful, and rhythmic, obviously not the savior who was still a child.

"It's incredible. The scenery outside the window changed in an instant, and it's not a projected image." Sherlock came to the window again at some point, his fingers touched the glass, his eyes were very focused, as if he was confirming something, and then As a matter of course, Fang Bai said: "Don't you invite your guests in, the amazing Mr. Dongfang."

Fang Bai simply leaned against the door, folded his hands in front of his chest, "If Mr. Holmes wants to be surprised, then what will I exchange for this opportunity?"

"You know who I am, you are guarding against me, of course you don't care that much, but you..."

"Mr. Holmes!" Fang Bai warned, "You don't want to be refused entry by me from now on. No matter how strong your reasoning ability is at that time, you will never find the entrance here again."

Sherlock made a zip gesture with his mouth, and at the same time, he took out a magnifying glass and threw it to Fang Bai.

"Exchange it, this is my most precious thing!"

Fang Bai caught the magnifying glass in a hurry, then took a look at Sherlock, and expressed doubts about his good-natured baby expression, but it made modern detectives meet the protagonists of fairy tales, and he didn't mind "Harry Potter". Characters from alternative fairy tales come to join in the fun.

Opening the door, Fang Bai saw a tall and thin man with a gloomy face, who was clearly dressed as a wizard. When the door was opened, he even smelled a bitter smell because of the draft, although it was not It smells bad, but it is also impressive, but his face does feel a little familiar to Fang Bai, guessing it is probably a character in the plot.

"Severus Snape?" Watson called out in surprise, with deep doubt and disbelief in his voice, and then he became annoyed at his rashness, and walked a few steps here to try to explain What.

The wizard's eyes became a little hollow when Watson called out.

"Another antique that can be thrown into a museum, let me guess where you came from again?" Sherlock had already leaned closer, almost sticking to the wizard's body, still sniffing something, with a very tangled expression.

"It's all petrified."

"Sherlock, what's the matter with you...Merlin, you, you are really..." Watson obviously didn't know whether to ask someone for an autograph, or to go and see the man who couldn't move, only his eyeballs were spinning around. Sherlock.

Fang Bai slapped his face with one hand.

"You are the master here?" The wizard looked Fang Bai up and down.

"Fang Bai, it's obviously me."

"Severus Snape." The wizard glanced at Watson. "Since someone knows my name, maybe I don't need to introduce myself further."

"Of course, Mr. Snape." Fang Bai invited the master of potions, no, the living God of Wealth, and the tables, chairs and tea that appeared out of thin air avoided the dilemma of having nowhere to go in the room, but also caused trouble. The teenagers and girls exclaimed.

Of course, Snape's expression didn't change at all. He sat down directly, took a cup of tea and held it in his hand, then looked at Sherlock: "Need me to lift the spell?"

"I don't think there is any need for the professor." Watson looked a little nervous, "You don't mind if I sit here." She pointed to the seat opposite Snape.

As the master, Fang Bai was worried about his sense of existence. He walked up to the three boys and girls and made a silent gesture: "Maybe I should let you go first, but you have to remember that I am here. If you want to come here again, you can see my door, and then just knock on the door, okay?"

Aladdin and Cinderella both nodded.

"Who are they, sir? They look so queer," asked Snow White in a low voice.

"They're all from far away places, and you might be able to chat with them if you get the chance."

"Like Aladdin?"

"Yes."

Snow White expressed her satisfaction, and she said to Cinderella: "Maybe we can come to Cinderella again next time. When you make up your mind, if your stepmother and sister want to hurt you again, I will always welcome you to live with me. "

"Thank you."

"I will come again." Aladdin said to the other party.

"Welcome to come again, maybe you can bring me some strange things to make a deal, and I predict that you will meet your beloved soon, and he will be a beautiful princess." Fang Bai looked smug .

After seeing off the protagonists in the fairy tale world, Fang Bai admired the complex emotions expressed by Sherlock's eyes for a while, and then walked to the side of the remaining two people, even though the worlds where these two people exist are irrelevant. , but unexpectedly, the atmosphere of their chat was not bad.

"May I venture to join you?"

"Of course." Watson laughed.

Fang Bai sat on an empty chair. Since there were four chairs surrounding a small tea table, he was almost sitting in the middle of the two people. On the left was the famous Watson, and on the right was the potion professor who was popular on the Internet. , that feeling is really special.

"Is there anything I need to explain?" Fang Bai asked.

Watson glanced at him quietly, with a look of wanting to spoil but holding back... an expression that hurts even if it's eggless.

Fang Bai wants to say that he is much more familiar with her plot than "Harry Potter", and there are still four seasons lying in the computer, so he also has the urge to spoil her face.

"Don't tell me, I don't intend to know." Watson said suddenly.

"Okay, we can just talk about the stars, the moon and the moon, and talk about poetry and songs, but I still need to explain that I am a plane businessman, and the emphasis is on the word businessman, so you can make deals with me to ensure fairness Just, no one can deceive you."

Snape glanced at Fang Bai, took out a bottle of potion and put it on the coffee table: "Veritaserum."

Fang Bai took it into his hand, and found that it was indeed Veritaserum, and there was a lot of energy attached to it, but he was actually more interested in what should be the Dark Mark on Snape's wand and arm. "Potter" is really a super popular existence, with a lot of energy attached to it, Fang Bai has a premonition that he will have a big harvest in this wizarding world.

Putting the veritaserum back, Fang Bai said regretfully: "Sorry, this kind of thing has no effect on me. You may see that I look normal, but I am actually dead. This is just my mental body. , so matter cannot act on my body, and I cannot leave here.”

"So, you traded Harry Potter for a magic mirror, and what did you take from him?" Snape leaned forward, staring at him like a viper spitting out a serpent's message.

Fang Bai felt the pressure, but it didn't affect him. He just smiled and said, "It's just a bad thing, you should thank me."

Watson's eyes widened a little, and he drew a lightning mark with his fingers on his forehead.

"Yes."

"You are..." Watson obviously didn't know how to evaluate Fang Bai's actions.

Snape looked back and forth between the expressions of the two people, leaned back, and folded his hands in front of his chest: "Obviously you know something, something we should also know. Then you two, who can tell me what it is?" , and what price do you need to pay to get it, I will show 12 points of patience and wait for you to speak."

Watson looked at Fang Bai, asking what he meant with his eyes.

Fang Bai coughed lightly: "Mr. Snape, can you please let go of Mr. Holmes first? I don't know if we need to say something more after this great detective knows about this!"

"God, I forgot about Sherlock..." Watson covered his face with his hands.

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On the issue of time, it is ignored here, otherwise it will be impossible to coordinate.