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

The first week of Baker Street without Sherlock was something that many of the agents were not used to.

How boring is life without surveillance objects!

The missing Mr. Sherlock Holmes finally got into the organization that claimed to be strictly guarded against death.

The identity Jiang Qile arranged for him was a newcomer from the German branch, and he spent two days getting familiar with this identity's interpersonal communication, living habits, identity background, work content, and German accent.

When Ming Anna listened to his speech, she felt that she was not well. She put down her pen with a headache, "Well, everything is perfect, Mr. Augusta, I wish you a happy work."

Send it away quickly.

"Oh, miss, let me tell you, please temporarily put your deductive reasoning into your mind. No one in this place knows anything about Sherlock Holmes."

"Sure, do I look as stupid as a goldfish?"

They might not find a goldfish in, but they could certainly find a Holmes sneaking among them.

Ming Anna retorted coldly in her heart.

"Just remember that you're an informant now, not a detective."

The identity that Jiang Qile arranged for Sherlock is a person who is responsible for collecting intelligence from all walks of life, responsible for organizing external and internal contacts, and determining who can be cooperated with, and who needs to be dealt with due to rebellion.

In short, it is an unobtrusive but very important position.

It is one of the biggest trump cards in their hands.

No wonder Augusta's application to be transferred to the UK headquarters has been rejected, but this time it was suddenly approved.

I also don't know where the unlucky ghost is now.

***

Cecil was introducing several important people to Krista, and Krista responded gracefully with a smile.

"Jiang Qile and Jiang Fanlan didn't teach you these things, did they?" Cecil approached her and said in an ambiguous tone after waiting for someone to walk out.

"No one taught me that doesn't mean I can't." Christa returned a provocative look, and the illusion of peace between her and Cecil had been torn apart long ago, but Cecil could still act as if nothing happened. She was full of laughter, and Christa would not intentionally destroy this balanced situation.

"Of course, you are a god—" Cecil approached her ear in that aria-like tone.

"It's an honor that I have such a high status in your heart. It's no wonder Miss Aurora would mind." Krista maintained a calm and elegant posture, watching Cecil's smiling mask crack a little bit, revealing her ferocious true colors .

"Aurora, that naive and stupid woman." Cecil's slightly raised tone was full of sarcasm, "Dear Maius, you don't think that I, like you, would be tempted by a vulgar woman? Can you? Mine is only a unique soul like you!"

He picked up Christa's chin with his fingertips, and said in a gentle and lingering tone: "What I love the most is your eyes." He approached Christa, "I know you want to kill me, and I am so... What day do you look forward to?"

Christa patted his hand off coldly, "Since you know that you are so annoying, you should be a little self-aware, and don't intentionally disgust me."

"You really make me sad." Cecil's eyes showed puzzlement, "Why Sherlock Holmes? Obviously I am the only one who has seen your unique and radiant soul?"

Resentful and unwilling.

"Because I don't need the same kind, I just need redemption."

There was a small smile in Christa's eyes.

Maybe there is a god who really took pity on you and me, but unfortunately you don't want to believe it, so you missed your true belief.Or maybe...you have always known what you yearn for, but you are too dirty to feel inferior to touch the beauty in your heart.

"It's ridiculous!" Cecil met her smile and looked away in embarrassment.

The smile on Krista's lips didn't fade.

But you're still shaken, aren't you?

Just because you are the same kind, I know you well enough.People like us, who are not loved, live in the dark swamp, but yearn for the hottest and purest feelings.

So ah, let your feelings destroy it with you.

I never needed the same kind.

All I want, from beginning to end, is a Sherlock Holmes.

Therefore, no one can stand in front of me.

***

The day after Cecil left in a huff, an invitation letter was delivered to Christa.

Said it was an apology.

"Opera?" She looked at the writing on the red invitation with a half-smile. It was a very Chinese-style invitation with an ancient charm. The content roughly said that a Chinese theater troupe would perform in London at [-]:[-] tomorrow night.

Also included is the program list.

Christa glanced at it casually, "The Palace of Eternal Life", "A Dream in the Garden", "The Peach Blossom Fan", "The Romance of the West Chamber"... many famous plays are on it, and it seems that they are all selected from the most famous passages Come to the show.

"I really didn't see that he would be interested in these things." She casually threw the list and the invitation letter on the side table, lowered her head lazily and continued to fiddle with her mobile phone.

Going to see something like this with Cecil?Come on?Might as well go back to Baker Street and play chess with Sherlock.

"Mr. Slater purposely found out that Miss Jiang Fei liked these very much, so he went to get tickets. Now the tickets for this performance are priceless. Mr. Slater's self-knowledge has offended Miss Jiang Fei, which is full of sincerity .” The visitor smiled at Christa with a flattering mentality.

"He said he offended me?" Krista didn't bother to save face for this man. "I remember that I ran away in anger. Cecil will probably appreciate you belittling him in front of me like this."

The visitor showed embarrassment, so he had no choice but to continue to introduce to Krista how rare the ticket was.

"Oh, this ticket is so precious." Christa picked up the ticket in the invitation letter and glanced at it, and looked at the visitor who was trying to be a lobbyist, and the visitor looked at her obsequiously.

Christa sneered and walked away without looking back.

"In that case, go with him yourself."

She didn't care what Cecil wanted to test, she didn't want to continue to make excuses with him.

Christa raised her eyebrows, she wanted to make a quick decision, there are some things, after all...

It can only be a secret!