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

The three of them happened to be sitting in the seats near the door, so they easily heard the commotion.

Cecil stood up, "I'll go and have a look. It seems that the car has an accident."

Christa nodded, "I'll go out with you to have a look." She subconsciously glanced at Sherlock, who sat by the table without moving.

Christa didn't say anything, and hurried out of the restaurant, and saw a group of laughing teenagers around their car, there were already a few ugly scratches on the car body, a small corner of the car's front hood collapsed, and the glass was knocked Distorted cracks appeared, and Krista noticed that the tires were also punctured.

The damage is more serious.It seems that these teenagers acted quite quickly. They rushed out immediately when they heard the movement, but the situation has become so bad.

Several passers-by noticed the movement, slowed down to look at them, and then walked indifferently.

The leader of these few people was a muscular young man who turned his head with a sloppy posture, but there was a hint of ferocity in his brows, and there was a hostility in his eyes that did not match his age.

Almost instantly, Krista thought of the group of teenagers in Cecil's story who lacked parental discipline and moral restraint.The group of teenagers is the core of Cecil's story, and they often move around the lake of Eden.Krista originally wanted to discuss with the other two about going to the lake to see if she could run into the group of brats, but she did not expect to meet them here.

Very much in line with the image of the protagonist in Cecil's story.Christa stared at the child in the lead, and smiled inexplicably.

Brett looked at this girl who was not much older than him, and for some reason felt a little creepy in his heart, but he quickly ignored this strangeness and acted aggressively as usual.

Cecil obviously also thought of the few children in his story who had almost no moral bottom line.When writing the story, he didn't consider that it would happen in reality, so he naturally did whatever he wanted, but all of this suddenly became a reality, no matter how good his etiquette is, he couldn't help but look down.

Christa stared at the children in front of her with interest.In the plot designed by Cecil, these teenagers will kill a couple who came to play in the quiet, beautiful and remote woods by the lake, and their parents will also become the accomplices of this murder, until one day It was not until years later that the detective protagonist who passed by here discovered the truth and sent him to court.

Christa glanced at them, and then glanced lightly at the punctured tire, and asked unhurriedly, "You punctured our tire?"

Several teenagers let out a burst of indifferent laughter, and Brett, the leader, stared at Christa sullenly, "So what! You guys who don't have long eyes actually took our place."

"Where are you?" Christa raised her eyebrows. Probably, everyone she met in England was older than her and had a mature temperament. When she met such a half-grown child, she said something like this again, Christa Can't help but find it a bit funny.

"That restaurant seat, the one by the window, the one you're sitting on—is ours." Hearing her limp tone, Brett, the poor child who didn't understand Miss Christa's temperament, suddenly yelled loudly.

It's not about being loud and confident.Seeing this situation, Cecil's originally gloomy mood became a little relieved.

Krista thought the kid probably wasn't doing very well in school, couldn't even speak a full sentence.

She narrowed her eyes, "This... The owner of the restaurant didn't tell us, shouldn't you ask him?"

"I said what's ours is ours!" Brett said impatiently.

Christa noticed that the expressions of the people around him seemed to hesitate.She knew in her heart that there is always a leader in a small group of bad boys like this, and other people will not resist the wishes of other people in the group no matter whether they want to or not.Maliciousness is not only exuded by these teenagers to the outside world, but also exists within the group.

Thinking of the bad deeds of the brats in the novel who drove into the couple who came to play, stabbed the man with a knife, and even burned them to death, even though they knew it was a fictional plot, in reality these children may not be that bad. .Christa still felt uncomfortable for no reason.

So she bent the corners of her lips, "I have said that you have to tell the restaurant owner yourself about the seats. Our problem now is-how do you pay for the damage to our car? Should it be shared equally or complicated by the chief messenger?" You decide."

Seeing that the group of teenagers still looked frivolous, Christa stopped Cecil's words of persuasion, and said with a smile: "It seems that you don't know enough about the situation. The price of tire repair is not expensive, but you have caused damage to the car body. The damage, according to the minimum standard, is more than three thousand pounds."

"You want to make us lose money?" One of the teenagers sneered contemptuously, obviously not paying attention to a girl who looked limp and harmless and a little boy who looked like a useless boy.

The curvature of Krista's lips remained unchanged, "I'm not calling you, but your parents."

Bear children should be educated by their parents, so that they will be honest.

It is the biggest regret of little girl Christa that Sherlock Holmes has not been educated by her parents.

"Call our parents? Do you know who our parents are?" The teenagers took it even more seriously. The two outsiders didn't even know where their homes were.

"427, 429 Philsea Road, 177 Herrid Road."

As soon as the few teenagers finished speaking, their calm and indifferent voices reached their ears. A thin young man wearing a black coat with his hands in his pockets quickly scanned his eyes with an unspeakable sense of oppression. Passed them, and finally settled on the girl who was smiling all the time.

It took a few teenagers to realize that this person had reported their home address.After all, they were not very old, and they were a little panicked when their home address was suddenly mentioned.

Christa tilted her head, looking gentle and harmless: "Do you still want to continue reporting the address? Or do you find someone to call the parents over now?"

……

Two 10 minutes later.

Christa counted the three thousand pound notes in her hand, and said to the middle-aged woman with a smile, "I'm sorry."

This woman is the mother of one of the children. She gave her child a dissatisfied look, and then smiled at the three of them: "I'm sorry, the children are ignorant and have caused you trouble. I will tell their parents when I get back."

This woman was the parent one of the teenagers had to call under the glare of the leader Brett.

Christa shook her head, "It's okay. But I think it's better to ask the matter clearly. Maybe a few children were just accidentally instigated, so there is no need to be too harsh."

The woman nodded in agreement, "Our children have always been obedient, and they are not usually like this."

Several teenagers stared at her angrily, and had no choice but to follow the woman away.

At the end, the last boy looked back at her, and Christa smiled at him with her lips raised. He turned his head as if he had seen a ghost, and quickly caught up with the person in front.

How could there be such a terrifying look in his eyes?It seems to have condensed all the malice in the world, and it is so cold that it makes people feel cold.He was thinking in a trance, and he didn't even listen to the quarrel of the friends around him.

Christa naturally also heard the quarrels of those teenagers accusing each other of shirking responsibility.

Cecil glanced at her.

The soft and harmless young girl who has always been soft and harmless, with a sum of [-] pounds in compensation and a few words, caused this small group to cause internal strife because of mutual excuses, and diverted the conflict.

It is not difficult to imagine how these bad-natured children would shirk and even bully each other.

Christa turned her head and handed the banknotes to Cecil, "You go to the city to get your car repaired first, then Sherlock and I will contact you. You know, there is no way, I don't have a driver's license, Xia Locke can't count on it, so I can only trouble you."

"Okay." The novelist did not refuse.

Christa stared at Cecil driving away before slowly speaking, "I put a locator on the car."

Sherlock: "I let it go too."

Christa paused before saying, "I hope this will bring good news."

"Didn't you suspect it early on?" Sherlock glanced at her.

Christa's face was a little dignified, "If that's the case, it would be too bad."

"Also, it's not suspicion. I just... can't fully trust."

"You trust me." Sherlock turned his gaze away, speaking firmly.

The girl lowered her slender neck slightly, and a clear voice drifted past Sherlock's ears.

"……Maybe."

The author has something to say: I have said that Sisi is not some soft and cute girl paper.

Scaring away the bear child with one look·Superpower·Krista: I am! I am a soft, pitiful and innocent little girl.

Seeing it all Sherlock: Well, you are.

In addition, repeat again, the plot of the movie can be regarded as Cecil's script, and the characters and backgrounds related to the movie in the article are privately set, which can basically be viewed as original.