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

Krista couldn't sleep.

This was something she had never experienced before—just because of an unknown text message from Sherlock, she tossed and turned for most of the night, and that text message kept swaying before her eyes.

It wasn't just the news itself that disturbed Christa, but her own subtle attitude towards the news in the first place.

After reading the message, Krista pursed her lips and sat on the bed in a daze for more than ten minutes. She slowly pretended to be nonchalant and replied to Sherlock. .

"Do you think I should tell you anything else? -CH"

After sending this message, Sherlock didn't reply any more, and she was inexplicably relieved.

There are some things she needs to think about, such as she and Sherlock are friends, is the distance too close?Another example... What if it's not as a friend?

She bit her lower lip, a line of blood spread from her lip, and the rust-like taste stained the tip of her tongue, but Christa didn't feel anything.

No one has ever talked to her about this issue, and she is unwilling to think about it too much. Too many lessons learned from the past told her not to get too close to a person.She has been intentionally or unintentionally ignoring Sherlock's subtle difference to her, and Sherlock also took the opportunity to occupy most of her life logically, making him one of her habits.

After she got used to the impact of "Sherlock" on her life, Sherlock was unwilling to continue to do her "habit", euphemistically and forcefully forcing her to reconsider some things.

She smiled wryly, and felt that she had really underestimated a certain detective. How could a person with an extremely high IQ really not understand human relations?What's more, he also has an elder brother who can get along like a fish in water in both houses.It's just that I usually don't want to.

You see, as long as he pays more attention, even she, who always claims to be smart, can't escape.

Genius is scary.

Although Christa likes to deliberately avoid talking about certain issues, she can't avoid this matter, and Sherlock doesn't seem to intend to let her continue to avoid it like this.

She sat in the dark and thought about it for half the night, but before she could come to any conclusion, she was forced to confirm a fact—she had insomnia.

Hugging the pillow angrily, she decides to go to hell with Sherlock and everything!

Anyone who disturbs her sleep should be hanged and beaten!

Krista couldn't sleep well, and around six o'clock, the program crew started bombarding her with phone calls.

Christa rubbed her eyes, and her mind, which was not so clear at first, suddenly became clear when she heard half of the program group's hesitant and anxious words.

— Something happened to Sheldon!

She put on her coat in a hurry, with the phone pressed to her ear, "Please tell me what happened in more detail. I'm sure Sheldon is not a kid who likes to run around. You said he went to the basement early in the morning. And pushed Esther, and fell himself down the stairs - why would he do that? What about Sherlock? Didn't Sheldon stay with him?"

"He went out with Frank? Early in the morning? Before dawn?!" Frank was the remaining French genius.

Krista exclaimed in disbelief, God! What the hell happened this morning?

"...Okay, I will come over right away, please find a doctor for Sheldon immediately."

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"Sheldon pushed Esther? If you insist on that, you can call the police on Scotland Yard."

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"We don't want him to get hurt while filming the show, and I think we can agree on that."

After hanging up the phone, she hurriedly texted Sherlock again.Sherlock doesn't like answering the phone, and Christa knows it well, so she can only use this back-and-forth conversation style all the time.

"Are you all right? Something happened to Sheldon! - CH"

"Read. - SH"

The hotel was not a few steps away from Warren's house, and the Warrens arrived one step ahead of her.In any case, Esther, one of the parties involved and also the victim, was their daughter.

When Krista came in, the couple were treating the wounds of Sheldon and Esther respectively.

Colby supported Esther with a cold face. The book he hadn't finished reading yesterday was casually turned upside down on the table, and even a few drops of high-concentration alcohol were stained on its bronzing cover.But apparently no one cares about that book now.

Esther raised her head and showed a comforting smile to the boy, and Colby's complexion improved a little.

A group of people from the program group surrounded them, watching with admiration that the half-way brother and sister had a deep affection for each other.

Only Shelton sat on the dining table bench with his head shrugged. Mrs. Warren carefully treated the wound on his calf, and there was silence between the two of them.

Christa was relieved when she saw that the wound was not serious, and went over to rub Sheldon's head.

After treating Esther's wound, Dr. Warren came to his senses, and told Christa, who didn't know when to stand up, a few things to pay attention to - even asking her to pay more attention to the child's mental health.

"Of course we care about this, and it's best that your children can get the same care from you. They seem to need some outside care more than Sheldon. As for Sheldon, it's natural for his parents to worry about him." thing."

Krista didn't lower her voice, which was particularly aggressive when uttered in front of the show crew at Warren's house.

"It's a good intention." Dr. Warren said angrily.

"What I say, is all I mean." She stopped being aggressive and even smiled a little, but Dr. Warren was annoyed by this veiled attitude.

"Miss, the fact is that Sheldon pushed Esther!" Dr. Warren pointed angrily at Esther, who was timidly leaning against Colby, with a pale face, "Didn't you see the scar on her arm?" Is it bruised?"

Esther did have a huge bruise on her arm, and she looked painful as she clutched the wound.

However, there was no sympathy in Christa's heart, and her eyes were as condensed as real.

"I thought we were talking about why Esther pushed Sheldon down the stairs and framed him."

Esther gritted her teeth and shrank away from Colby, as if frightened by Christa's attitude, she looked pitifully at Sherlock.

Sherlock glanced at Christa, then avoided Esther's gaze indifferently.

It was Colby who spoke maliciously at this time, "Mr. Holmes, I heard that you are a well-known genius detective in London. You must have some unique views on this matter."

Christa took his words with a smile, "Sherlock doesn't need to have any unique views on this matter. Esther, can you come here?"

Esther nodded, and said with a little girl's sweet voice: "Yes."

The author has something to say: make it up at night