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

On the Atlantic Ocean, a certain unknown island nearly 270 nautical miles from the British land.

Numerous rose vines twisted and entwined on the land of the island, and large swaths of verdant branches and leaves spread out unscrupulously. Before the time for roses to bloom, only the delicate vines twirled in the early spring wind to bloom in a soft posture.

"Do you still remember this place?" Cecil's voice was faintly excited, and his footsteps were slightly faster than Krista's to guide him.

The island is desolate and remote, with no human habitation, only a group of cold buildings in the distance.

Blurred fragments came to mind.

Scattered and scarce.

She didn't have a particularly deep impression of the outside of this island. She didn't even know that the place she lived was an isolated island before, and she didn't have much feeling for those old-fashioned buildings with baroque style.But she knows that this is where she used to live.

As Jiang Fei, as Maius, as an experiment.

She is more familiar with the internal structure of the house, and little has changed.

"The core experimental group and the laboratory are still on this island. It was destroyed once when you left, and it took a lot of effort to restore it. It's exactly the same as you remember, right?"

Cecil walked behind her at some point, his outstretched arms seemed ready to embrace her at any time.

This island hides the biggest secret of the organization for hundreds of years, and various experiments on the human body that have been developed to the extreme.

Except for the experimental researchers and the sent test subjects, only Cecil and Jiang Qile knew of its existence in the organization.Others may know that there is such a existence, but they will not know that this place is on a lonely island.

It was here that Krista spent her childhood and adolescence.

She didn't expect that the first thing Cecil would use her to do was not to fight Esther, but to bring her here.

"Revisiting the old place, how does it feel? Goddess?" When Cecil called her a goddess, there was always subtle irony in his tone, but he said it with true feelings, which was very contradictory.

"That's it, it's just something in the past." Christa replied coldly.

"The past?" He laughed softly, the laughter grew louder and echoed in the silence, "Yeah, it's just the past to you, it's hard for Jiang Qile to spend so much time separating you from the past. "

"That's the past." Christa turned her head, her gaze concealed a deep sense of inquiry, "I never figured out your attitude towards me. If it's just to fight against Esther, you have the ability , there is no need to go to great lengths to bring me in. And I may turn against the water at any time. Qile said that you have participated in that experiment before, and you know that it is just a ridiculous experiment to create things that are neither human nor ghost, and there is nothing so-called God."

But at certain times, Cecil saw her really worshiping like a believer.

Obsessed with obsession.

"Because I am the only person in this world who really understands you." Cecil smiled, "You are the only miracle."

She was silent for a moment, "It's up to you to think about it."

Cecil made a leading gesture, "Please come with me. This is a gift I prepared for you, you will like it."

Christa didn't expect Cecil to be talking about this gift.

Those who unscrupulously conducted experiments on her back then probably did not expect that one day they would also be sent to the cold laboratory table to be slaughtered.

The experimenters wearing masks were busy, performing their duties. Perhaps Cecil had explained it in advance, so no one paid attention to them.

They were standing in front of a nutrition warehouse at the moment. A naked person was sleeping in the transparent liquid. Various tubes were inserted into this person, and there were many needle holes in his arms.

Christa knew this person, one of the main personnel who participated in the entire "God-making" project back then, was a guy who was extremely fanatical about gods.

Krista rolled her eyes.

"Don't you like my gift?" He sounded extraordinarily sad.

Sherlock probably found someone who could play with him.She even has leisurely thoughts.

She didn't think Cecil's approach was so right, but she also didn't think those people who used to experiment with countless living people were innocent.

"Can I go?" she asked.

"Everything is according to your order." He bent over, and the expression in his downcast eyes was dark and deep.

***

After watching Sherlock go out, Mycroft politely invited Catherine to leave in his car.

Catherine had no reason to refuse.

It was she who called Mycroft out early in the morning, not just to let him sit in on her conversation with Sherlock.

"It's a great honor, Mr. Holmes." Catherine nodded reservedly.

"Miss Jiang has always been quite hostile to her brother-in-law, but today she is really kind-hearted."

"You always forget that I am a philanthropist."

The car was driving on a smooth street, and Catherine slowly opened her mouth as she watched the flowing scenery outside the car window.

"Mr. McCoff, I have a political achievement that I can give you."

"I'm afraid it's not appropriate to say send it off, Miss Jiang."

"As long as you ignore a little bit of irrelevant issues, it will be regarded as your return." Catherine subconsciously put on a gentle and tactful appearance in front of McCauf. Most people would relax their vigilance because of this harmless gesture, and McCauf was already there. I suffered a loss once above.

It's not that she didn't suspect Catherine. After all, her previous experience was almost blank, but after careful inspection, she could find some clues, which was hard to fathom.

At the time, Mycroft only suspected that Catherine had a connection with that organization, so he mentioned the Greenwood Nursing Home to test her out.

Catherine was fooling around at the time, but the doubts in his heart have never been dispelled.

As a result, Catherine blew her identity before he could figure it out.

"It's hard to refuse a lady's request, isn't it?" he said.

Catherine smiled, and withdrew her finger on the edge of the car window, "Mr. McCoff, do you know how many floors there are in the Greenwood Nursing Home?"

"There are some surprises hidden in there, but only those who get there early will get it."

"I believe that the surprise that Ms. Jiang said must be a surprise. Then, what does Ms. Jiang think I should return the gift?"

"I have no shortage of gifts. If Mr. McCoff is interested, he can give a gift to Christa." Catherine smiled.

Mycroft knew what she meant, and guessed it would be just this—keeping Krista's identity a secret, not probing her.

"You should know that she can impress many ambitious people, and this is beyond my control."

"I will take care of this." Catherine's expression was not relaxed, "As long as you don't add fuel to my fire, I hope you can protect Christa's safety when necessary."

"Does Miss Jiang not trust Sherlock? Miss Jiang asked Sherlock to find Christa just now."

"Isn't this obvious?" Catherine smiled with a half-smile, her tone was stiff and cold, "You can stop now."

When the car stopped, Catherine put her finger on the doorknob and tilted her head slightly, "A real exchange of benefits is much more reliable than an illusory relationship. Besides, I never believed that Holmes has the ability to love someone."

Catherine opened the door and left quickly, without giving McCaw any chance to refute.

The driver seemed to smile when he heard his boss.

"It's really interesting. She negates two Sherlock Holmes with one sentence."

The driver stepped on the accelerator again silently.