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

Christa's appearance has both Eastern and Western charms. Because of her mixed race, it is always difficult to tell her real age.

The similarity between her and the woman in the photo does not lie in how similar their looks are - after all, Christa's oriental features are more obvious, but in the inexplicable fit.

Inexplicably similar.

Sherlock browsed through the thin sheets of paper ten lines at a glance, which briefly recorded the life of the woman in the photo.

Charlotte Greenton was born in a city in the north of England. She was born in a typical middle-class family. Her parents were well-known local lawyers. She went to Cambridge to study history, but dropped out for unknown reasons and disappeared.

"This lady's relatives all died unexpectedly within two years after she dropped out of school. No one knows about her anymore." Mycroft kindly explained to Sherlock.

"Long-winded and unfocused reports. You should send them to learn grammar." Sherlock put the photo in the paper bag.

Mycroft showed a slight smile, "I think you will pay more attention to the content of the report itself. After all, it provides you with a legitimate reason."

The smile on the politician's lips deepened slightly as he said, "A reason for you to go to China in a legitimate way."

Sherlock grabbed the paper documents on the desktop, and then ruthlessly drove the fat man out of 221B.

Sherlock stood by the side of the road and reached out to flag down a taxi.

The taxi stopped in front of the street, and the driver rolled down the window, "Sir, where are you going?"

"Heathrow International Airport." Sherlock opened the door and said politely to the driver.

The driver pulled the brim of his peaked cap to cover half of his face, "Okay, sir, let's go."

***

Listening to the sound coming from the tiny monitor, Ming Anna curled her lips without any surprise.The big dog in her arms was lazily lying in her arms with its ears hanging down, enjoying the gentle touch of its owner, and soon fell into a sweet dream.

When Ming Anna pressed a key, the page automatically jumped, and a small window showing "sent successfully" popped up quickly and then quickly disappeared.

But this did not ease her nervousness.Shooting against Sherlock Holmes is undoubtedly a very dangerous behavior when the situation is unknown.This is equivalent to confronting Mycroft Holmes directly, without the help of people from the Slater faction, and may be stabbed in the back by them. It can be said to be a dilemma between the front and the back.

But she had to do it, because it was not her intention, but an order directly from her immediate superior, an urgent order.

The reason is that the secret materials they have been looking for kept in the Byrd family fell into the hands of McCoff, and the most important copy to them was given to Sherlock by McCoff, and Sherlock wanted to take this The material leaves London.

Things can be said to be very serious.

However, she didn't think that this temporary plan was so perfect, it could even be called full of loopholes. Although she was puzzled, she still implemented it according to the plan.

Ming Anna gently patted the big fluffy dog ​​who was sleeping peacefully on her lap, her drooping eyes flickered.In the stormy London, under the game of all parties, no one can predict who will win the crown of victory.Especially after Slater made such a fuss.

These days, it's probably safer to be a dog than a human.well.

***

"This road doesn't lead to Heathrow Airport no matter where you go." Sherlock sat in the back seat and watched the driver stop at a traffic light intersection.

The driver watched the lights flashing alternately, and stepped on the accelerator, "Mr. Holmes, I heard that you like adventures, so we specially prepared this wonderful event for you."

The taxi sped across the flat road, broke into a deserted area, and finally stopped firmly on a remote road.

Several cars without license plates had already parked there, tightly surrounding Sherlock's car.

A middle-aged man came over and knocked on the window, and greeted him kindly.

"Good morning, Mr. Holmes."

"Hello, Eric." The detective looked him over, "Is your daughter's school going well?"

Eric, who was advised by his boss, did not follow the first step script given by Mr. Holmes. He kept in mind the purpose of "not getting too entangled with Holmes", showed a contemptuous smile, and then cut to the topic: "Mr. Holmes, we don't want to It's difficult for you, you still have to catch a plane, and you don't have time to waste with us, so...give us something, we will let you go, happy cooperation? You know what it is because you have an excellent IQ."

Sherlock glanced at his watch, then at the dozen or so people behind Eric, and gave them the document without saying anything.

"There is still a mobile phone, we need to make sure that there are no photos saved." Eric took the file without looking at it, took out the lighter and burned it in front of Sherlock.

Eric held Sherlock's cell phone, "Mr. Holmes, do you have any important files in your cell phone?"

"No."

Eric let out an "oh", showing a mocking and playful expression. With a throw of his hand, the phone hit the hard road hard, and he stepped on it a few times, and the screen glass shattered.

Someone at the side handed over a new mobile phone, and Eric said without any sincerity: "Mr. Holmes, just in case, we can only do this, and this is an apology. In addition, it is already too late to rush to Heathrow International Airport from here." It’s too late, so we prepared a boat ticket for you, which is the same as your original destination. I hope you can understand.”

"Of course." Sherlock replied slowly.

"Then our people will take you to the port. I wish you a pleasant trip to China." Eric nodded to the driver, and the driver understood: "Mr. Holmes, you have to change cars. The far port is inconvenient, so I have to go back and continue driving taxis.”

Eric said immediately: "I will personally escort Mr. Holmes onto the ship."

They didn't give Sherlock a choice.

After the passenger ship departed, Eric lit a cigarette and exhaled smoke, "We can notify Mycroft Holmes as planned."

It seems that there are many scruples about Sherlock Holmes, so I had to choose this way in the end.

But that's okay, their opponent has always been Mycroft Holmes, and has nothing to do with Sherlock Holmes.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank this Mr. Sherlock for covering up his whereabouts. Otherwise, if McCoff's people intervene, our plan cannot go so smoothly." Eric twisted his cigarette butt, "As long as Sherlock loses it at sea Just complete the plan during the contact period." Someone on the boat watched him and would not let him disembark early, they had enough time to muddy the water.

This part of the plan is directly under the arrangement of "Miss", and no one except her knows what plan their group is carrying out.

This is the benefit of prohibiting its members from contacting each other for the sake of secrecy within the organization.Even if one line fails, it will never involve another line, and at the same time, no one in the entire organization can see what this person wants to do.

The following period of time in London was more bloody than Anna thought. Sherlock Holmes disappeared on the way to the airport, and all kinds of evidence pointed to the organization.Mycroft Holmes was in constant motion.But inside the organization, Slater's faction and their faction shirk each other, and no one is willing to admit that they have robbed Sherlock Holmes.

Internal and external troubles, precarious.

And the leaders of the two factions have been reluctant to show up for a long time, and everyone can only argue with various arguments to prove that they have nothing to do with this matter.

For a time people were panicking.

Ming Anna also had to suspend all public activities to prevent being affected.

What disturbed her was that she unilaterally lost contact with that "Miss".

At such a gloomy time, the Siefort family suddenly announced the good news that the eldest daughter of this generation, Aurora Siefort, was about to get engaged to the youngest son of a member of the House of Commons.England's political power will be reshuffled again.

It was as if someone deliberately concentrated all of this to erupt at this time, and even the sky above London also had an ominous gray color.

Eric, who vaguely knew something, was not in a happy mood, because the people they arranged on board finally sent a message—Sherlock Holmes disembarked from the people who avoided them halfway, and successfully counter-killed them, using other people on board Locked up all their people, completely cut off contact with the outside world, and rescued these poor guys until the responders found something was wrong.

But now, they don't know which city's port Sherlock got off the ship at, nor his current whereabouts.

fuck!

Eric couldn't help cursing inwardly, there's nothing that can't be seen at this point, Sherlock Holmes did it on purpose from the beginning to the end.

Mycroft, who had already gotten in touch with Sherlock, showed a subtle smile when facing his subordinates' puzzled eyes on Sherlock's actions.

What a suitable reason to accidentally escape and live in a foreign land because of being hunted down.

As for the other lady who was involved in the incident from beginning to end, the mood was not so good.

"These damned Sherlock Holmes!"

She was short of breath.

Although the plan was so crude that it was full of loopholes, the step of getting Sherlock Holmes onto the passenger ship was carefully planned. Unexpectedly, her subordinates lost the chain in the process of execution—don't even think about it, she knew that the person in charge of monitoring Sherlock on the passenger ship Those people were simply dazed by Sherlock, and obediently stretched out their necks for them to be put on ropes.

She wanted to avoid this person and Christa. After all, the sea route takes a long time. According to rumors, Sherlock, who lacks common sense, most likely will not know this.So when he arrived in China, Christa should have finished the New Year and was going back to England.It turned out that she had given Sherlock a legitimate excuse for nothing.

Fortunately, those photos and materials were definitely destroyed, and even the backups in McCoff's hands were completely destroyed after she paid a huge price.

Thanks to Sherlock's lack of talent in painting, and he seems to have no intention of telling Christa what he is investigating for the time being.

This allowed her to relax a little.

She didn't want Christa and Sherlock to have further contact. It was a last resort to ask Christa to go to Baker Street, but she didn't expect to cause such a big trouble for Sherlock.

But now it seems there is no way.

Some unstressed lady, who even Mycroft Holmes was fooled by, tried Waterloo for the first time on Sherlock.

With complicated feelings, she had to change the plan to the second implementation plan.

***

Christa, who is far away in a small town in southern China, has no knowledge of what happened in London. She changed her Chinese name back to her more familiar Chinese name here, spent her birthday in the Chinese sense with her grandparents, and then began to welcome the excitement new year.

Christa was surprised to meet someone who should not have been there without knowing it.

——Especially when the well-dressed detective suddenly appeared in such a distressed state.

It can only be said that the little girl has too little experience, and has never seen the unknown side of Mr. Detective, who is miserable in order to solve the case.

"Did you just escape from prison?" Christa asked speechlessly, twitching the corners of her mouth.

"Kidnapped by Mycroft's opponent." Sherlock explained lightly.

Although the words are not wrong, only Sherlock himself knows whether the fact is like this.

"Forget it." Christa covered her face in despair, she absolutely couldn't bring Sherlock home, otherwise the two old people would think she did something in London. "Do you have all the passports? You should find a hotel nearby and stay there, and then think about returning to London someday."

"Why do you want to go back to London?" Sherlock frowned.

Christa thought about it, and she was right, Sherlock has fallen to this level, and London should not be peaceful recently, so there is no need to rush back to die.

Although Sherlock's classmate's IQ is skyrocketing, he can't stand against the opponent's large numbers of people and force value.

In group fights, if a group of people fight Sherlock alone, they will always win.

"Then you wait for a few days before going back." Krista tilted her head, "By the way, since it was kidnapped and fled, where did you get the entry permit?"

Sherlock: "I have a visa."

After Sherlock said this, he kept silent. Christa probably knew that Sherlock's reason was very plausible, but at least the fact of being kidnapped was true, but there was a deeper reason behind it. He didn't say it.

Christa didn't want to embarrass him, so she thought for a while and said, "You came at the right time, just in time for the New Year, and you can spend a Chinese festival with us. But I have to go back and discuss with my grandparents, your top priority , let’s find a place to live first.”

This encounter was purely accidental. Although Sherlock had glimpsed the address on Christa's envelope, it was a pity that an outsider like Sherlock couldn't tell the specific address in the small town.

But Christa happened to be out shopping and ran into Sherlock on the street.

It was simply fate.

Nie Yuan.

"Can you speak Chinese? This is not an international city, and there are not many people who can understand English." Thinking of this, Krista stopped her steps and asked worriedly.

The detective shook his head frankly and honestly.

……

"...I'll discuss it with my grandparents. It's not convenient for you to stay in a hotel in this situation."

Sherlock didn't realize what she meant for a while, until Christa sighed and said helplessly: "Dear Mr. Detective, come home with me now."