[The Phantom of the Opera] Redemption

With a "bang", they landed heavily on the opposite bank. Clark flicked his tail with ease. Facing the cliff, he watched the car in front of him fall straight down before he could brake in time. The remaining two The car stopped on the edge of the cliff, and it was Beijing Normal University Moran, who came down from the top angrily, and threw away something on his body.

Mitchell smiled, Clark jumped out of the carriage, and shouted over there: "You will never be able to catch up with the master's footsteps, and look forward to death in remorse!" Don't forget his share of things, Clark has been looking forward to today for a long time.

Those people and the car were no longer visible in the dark water. With lingering fear, Christina grabbed Mitchell's hand and asked with concern: "They...are they dead, is it because of us? Why did you What to do, I really..."

"They're not dead." Mitchell said calmly, "It's actually not very high here, but when you come here during the day, you can clearly estimate the height of the cliff, which is only a dozen meters. .Darkness always increases the fear in one's heart, there is nothing to worry about. When I looked down, there were a few small spots already floating on the water, they should all have escaped, I just let them wash in winter It’s just a cold shower, that’s what they asked for, isn’t it?”

Clark pulled the brim of his hat, regarded himself as air, and didn't say anything. The master's words were correct in a sense.For a lady with a weak heart, it is very legitimate to reserve some unnecessary rhetoric. Miss Da'ai actually wants nothing more than a peace of mind.

The subsequent journey went very smoothly. They arrived at the port smoothly and caught up with the ship. Standing on the deck, Raoul suddenly breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, and was with Mitchell Bartley. There is always a gloomy feeling. Under the cover of night, the other side of the ship that they did not see is densely packed with crows. If the old man saw it, he would definitely die and would not board this ship.

Eric followed the direction he was looking at, and found out almost immediately, "Are these all your guard posts? Then I am very assured of their safety, but I just hope that they will not be destroyed by some small accidents. Feeling."

"Of course not!" Mitchell said without hesitation, "How could I control so many birds at the same time, what is in their walnut-sized brains, you will never understand, I just need to control. It’s much simpler to be able to command a flock of birds without controlling their high-level.”

Soon, a small incident happened on the boat. As a result, the three men were chased by crows and forced to jump off the boat. Fortunately, the sea was calm at that time, and another boat passed by and rescued them. However, Being hated by crows is really surprising.From that day on, there will always be some accidents that happen unfortunately, and of course there is no superficial connection with that clever professor, which is somewhat subtle.

So, from that day on, Mitchell persuaded Eric to stay at home for very good reasons. There will be a cold snap coming recently, and it will continue to snow. He doesn't want Eric to get sick, and it will become more obvious in the spring It's not too late to go out at one o'clock.Accident is really the most common and perfect reason in the world, he won't give some people any chance.

However, suddenly one day, everything calmed down, and the newspapers began to report in large swathes of reports about how much Scotland Yard had done in cracking the answer. Mitchell simply packed a small box and prepared to go out, "Look Come on, they're still in a bit of trouble, and I know the idiots at Scotland Yard will only hold on to something if it's put in front of them, with no thought at all. Looks like I'll have to go on the journey anyway .”

It was the early morning of this day, the air was fine, and Eric got up by a strange phenomenon, saw that Mitchell was about to go out, and asked: "Where are you going again, this time it won't be another few months. "

Mitchell put on his hat and straightened his clothes, "Go save the lives of two people, and by the way, take back the things I left in someone else's place. The deadline has expired. If everything goes well, I will be back in about a week. You wait Good news for me, I'll keep the crows sending letters back. If I can, I'll bring my watch with me from Switzerland, where I've always been fond of craftsmanship."

As soon as the voice fell, his figure disappeared at the door. If it wasn't for the lack of his things on the hanger, Eric would have thought that what he saw before was just an illusion.At this time, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, and it has just come to May.

On this day, Sherlock Holmes and Watson went to a small village in Meiringen, the Netherlands, and lived in the "British Hotel" opened by the elder Peter Steyer.The proprietor is a clever man who has been a waiter at the Grosvenor Hotel in London for three years and speaks good English.On the afternoon of the [-]th, at his suggestion, the two of them set off together, intending to go over the mountains to a small village in Rosenroy to spend the night.However, he solemnly suggested to them not to miss the Reicingbach Waterfall on the mountainside, and they can take a short detour to enjoy it.

Mitchell happened to miss them when he arrived, and the shop owner kindly suggested to him that he could sit here and wait, and described in detail the scene of their meeting.Mitchell said sincerely: "Thank you, sir, your description is very useful to me. I will hurry up and catch up with them. I think I can always catch up with them before I reach Rosenroy."

It is indeed a sinister place.The snowmelt merged into a torrent, pouring into the abyss, and the spray was high, like smoke from a house on fire.Milky white, boiling water poured into the bottomless ravine, and a torrent flowed down from the gap, and continuous green waves poured down like thunder, thick, dense and swaying. The water curtain made a sound for a long time, the water splashed upwards, and the turbulence and noise made people dizzy.

While admiring the magnificent scenery, Sherlock suddenly said: "Watson, I have been suppressing my emotions all this time, but at this moment, I have to tell you honestly that I like you. This kind of emotion is not from an ordinary friend, but from a deeper level, as a lover. I have to say, Watson, that I never considered this possibility before meeting you, but you are Not the same, I hope you understand, John."

His voice was so low that no one beside the rumbling waterfall could hear him except Watson. As soon as he finished speaking, the trail came to an abrupt end, and the tourists had to go back the same way.They had no choice but to turn around and go back. Watson was flustered, and suddenly saw a Swiss boy running along the path with a letter in his hand. The letter had the stamp of the hotel they had just left, and it was written to Watson by the owner.The letter stated that shortly after their departure an English woman arrived in the late stages of tuberculosis.She spends the winter in Davos Platz and now travels to Lucerne to visit friends.

Unexpectedly, she suddenly coughed up blood, and within a few hours, her life was in danger. If an English doctor could treat her, she would be very relieved and asked me if I could come back and so on.She also refused the care of a Swiss doctor. This kind of request cannot be ignored, and the request of a dying female compatriot in a foreign country cannot be refused.But leaving Holmes made Watson hesitate.In the end, however, they unanimously decided that Holmes would keep the young Swiss messenger by his side as a guide and companion during Watson's return to Meiringen.

Watson looked back at his companion, he still didn't know why Sherlock suddenly said such a thing, but he just leaned against the rock and smiled, "Watson, after you come back, we will have a lot of time to have a good discussion. That important question." Sherlock sent him away with a smile like this.

Watson walked down quickly without any hesitation. The lady's situation really didn't allow him to waste any more time.Even so, he still remembered that when he was going down the mountain, he saw a person walking quickly up the path.Against the backdrop of the greenery behind him, Watson could clearly see his black figure.Watson noticed him and noticed the energetic way he walked, but because Watson was in a hurry, he just passed the man in a hurry without leaving any more impressions.After thinking about it, I realized what an obvious way to divert the tiger away from the mountain.

Mitchell followed the gentleman up the path silently, using a little gimmick to levitate himself a little so that he wouldn't be able to detect the presence of the third anyway.Human beings are so strange. On the one hand, they look forward to a miracle, but when the thing they have expected for a long time is finally in front of his eyes, they are full of doubts.Be careful, that's why he's been safe and sound.

Moriarty confronted Holmes face to face, and the guide left with a wink. This was a battlefield that belonged exclusively to the two of them.Moriarty stared at the man in front of him, and said very unkindly: "I have never wanted to believe it. Someone once asserted that I would definitely be defeated by you. Now, even I have to admit that, His words still have some credibility. However, sorry, your luck ends here. Sherlock Holmes, I really appreciate you, we could have been the best partners, but, you are wrong I chose a path, as long as I completely destroy you today, there is still room for maneuver in everything I have."

"No, that's impossible." Holmes said calmly. "Even if I die with you, I will completely destroy you. I will not lose this battle."

"Don't be so confident, Mr. Holmes." Moriarty had a strange smile on his face, "Oh, my subordinates told me why you didn't write a letter about your touching confession to Dr. Watson. Give him the suicide note, so that he will not be completely heartbroken. Your good doctor is not by your side, and I have full confidence in winning, Mr. Holmes. Unfortunately, my game with you is over today. This time I won."

The author has something to say: Tomorrow is the finale, everyone hurry up and leave a message, be careful of the author's landing, hehe.