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

In the twilight of the morning, when Christa woke up, she found that she was lying in Sherlock's arms. The quiet face of the young man was close at hand, and Christa could trace his facial features with her hand.

She was confused for a second before she realized what had happened. She wanted to turn over and sit up, but found herself held in Sherlock's arms, which happened to be the position that Christa could not break free.

"Good morning." The young man opened his eyes, and there was a quiet lake inside, hiding a deadly vortex.

Krista met his face, "Why...?" What the hell is waking up in a bed!

The young man seemed to chuckle, "This is my room."

Krista: "..."

She decided to strike first.

"You did the pocket watch on purpose." If Sherlock didn't want her to find out, it would never have been exposed so easily.Although my mind was confused after being stimulated yesterday, I became sober after one night.

She didn't intend to accuse Sherlock of anything, after all, it would be more annoying if Sherlock kept hiding it from her.

Sherlock didn't deny it.It seemed to him that there was nothing to deny.

"So what else do you know?" Christa was finally able to break away from his hand this time, and rolled over from the bed.Let Sherlock test her with a pocket watch, it can only show that he still has a bigger bargaining chip in his hand.

"Do you think Jiang Qile is really dead?" Sherlock pondered for a moment, trying to make his words less sharp.

Christa froze as she put on her coat.She turned her head slowly, turning her gaze to Sherlock stiffly and slowly like a mechanical program stuck.

She didn't respond immediately, since Sherlock said that, there must be evidence to prove his statement.

But if Jiang Qile didn't die, then everything was a complete lie! Why did Jiang Qile lie to her?Jiang Qile had no reason to lie to her.

No matter what Jiang Qile did, she would trust her unconditionally.If... If Jiang Qile hadn't died, where was she all these years?

Inexplicably, Christa thought of those people who had been around her intentionally or unintentionally since she woke up, who could control her mind with every step without crossing her bottom line, who else could there be except Jiang Qile?

Her mind became clear in an instant, and those clues that she ignored and never paid attention to were connected into threads.

Christa believed Sherlock's words five or six points, but she still hesitated, "Did you find anything?"

It was a very calm tone, but Sherlock could easily hear the anxiety hidden in it.

Before she uttered the name "Jiang Qile", Sherlock already knew of her existence, so presumably there must be some opportunity for Jiang Qile to be exposed.

"Mycroft caught a man." Sherlock briefly explained the prisoner's rhetoric, of course, skipping the rhetoric of "demons" and "gods".

Christa nodded calmly after hearing this, "I probably know who he is. He was one of the people who guarded me back then. The experiment was a very secret thing. They chose some people to closely monitor me and my mother. This kind of person Generally, they are fanatical believers who have been brainwashed. According to his worship of his mother, he also knows me. He should have participated in the "god séance ceremony" at the beginning. The people who participated in that ceremony, except for the few experimental groups who could not move Except for the core characters, Qi Le has dealt with almost all of them. He probably slipped through the net."

"Whether Qi Le is alive or not, I will verify it myself. This is between me and her." She said solemnly and indifferently, "No matter what, I will always know the result."

Jiang Qile.

Sherlock didn't like the name.When Krista mentioned the name, it made him feel like there was something between him and her.

So he quietly ended the topic.

"You'll always know if you want to. I need to go out now, Esther is missing."

Christa didn't know what happened on the program team yet, but she knew what happened after a little thought, "Is Esther going to be your hostage for that little test?"

"Ah."

"Then I'll go with you."

***

Things didn't get better after one night. The Warrens stood awkwardly in the living room, and the program crew couldn't leave. The agents of Scotland Yard came in and out, and Colby sat alone on the windowsill. Compared with yesterday's Anxious, today he was calm to indifferent.

Catherine Gloucester came in, nodding slightly to those present.

Her posture is reserved and elegant, and Esther's disappearance is not a matter of concern to her, but the economic loss caused by Esther's disappearance still deserves this lady's attention.

"I'm sorry about what happened to Esther." She hugged the Warrens and expressed her sadness.

Mrs. Warren had black bruises under her eyelids and looked like she hadn't had a good night's sleep.Doctor Warren also couldn't hide his haggard and anxious expression.

"No one thought of Esther, Miss Gloucester, and you need not be sorry for it," said Mrs. Warren.

Colby was upset, obviously Esther was just missing, but they made it as if Esther was dead one by one.

Christa was led in by Sherlock, and Lestrade's eyes were glued to the hands they held together, with a look of hell.

"Okay, Greve, I know it's a bit sudden, but it's the truth." Sherlock grabbed Krista's hand tightly, his tone a little childishly ostentatious.

Krista just wanted to pretend she didn't know him.

"It's Greg." Lestrade had to correct Sherlock's mistake again, and then said to Christa with difficulty: "...Congratulations."

"Okay, how is the situation now?" Krista glanced inside, "How is Colby?"

Lestrade was a little surprised that she asked about the condition of a 14-year-old child, but replied without much hesitation: "It's okay. There should be no major problems with his condition, but he is very sad that Esther disappeared."

"Go ahead." Christa thought thoughtfully.

Sherlock didn't rush forward this time, and walked behind leisurely. Christa's hand was still held in his hand, like a girl walking in front of the street who took the initiative to hold him.Sherlock glanced around.

Catherine frowned when she saw Christa and Sherlock walking in, and then turned in another direction.

Lestrade was talking with Christa in a low voice.

"We thought it might be Mrs. Warren who kidnapped Esther. She was very hostile towards Esther. There was an argument between Mrs. Warren and Esther just before the show was filmed."

Christa didn't make a statement, and Sherlock taunted from behind: "Very good. The media must be very happy that they have tomorrow's headlines—another unjust, false and wrongly convicted case in Scotland Yard."

Lestrade: "..." Even after having a girlfriend, Sherlock's nature has not changed at all.

Christa walked over and said something to Colby who was sitting by the window sill, her voice was very soft, and the boy showed resentment.Christa went on to comfort him a few more words, then turned to everyone in the hall and said, "Can I have a few words with him alone?"

There was nothing wrong with that, so Christa took Colby upstairs to talk.

Sherlock waited until Christa completely disappeared from his field of vision, then looked at Catherine who got up to say goodbye.

The beautiful woman nodded politely to him.

"Ms. Gloucester, can we talk?" Although he used a questioning tone, he was sure that the other party would not refuse.

Catherine was a little surprised, but her good upbringing prevented her from rejecting Sherlock easily, "Mr. Sherlock, I have a meeting right now, so I only have 15 minutes."

"enough."

So only Lestrade was left in a daze: "..."