Magus Tech

"I can only go to see that person." Richard said to himself, "But... if you go, you need to bring something in exchange. What then..."

　　Richard spoke while looking around the research room, and finally her eyes fell on a wooden box on a wooden stand.

　　 Clicked, opened the wooden box, took out an egg-sized object with an oval metal shell, nodded, and walked towards the door.

When 　　 was at the door, Richard stopped again and turned to look at the corpse oil painting rolled up on the table.

　　 "This thing, the other party should also be interested."

　　Richard said again, his eyes blinked. For insurance purposes, he reached out to pick up the corpse oil painting and really walked out the door.

　　……

　　 More than an hour later.

　　 somewhere in the center of Florence.

　　In a secluded alley, Richard stood in front of a courtyard gate with a wide area and reached for a knock.

　　 "Bang Bang! Bang Bang Bang!"

A knock on the door rang, and footsteps quickly heard inside the door, followed by a "squeaky" sound. The door was opened, and a woman in her thirties appeared standing inside, full-bodied, but unsmiling. , Leng Bingbing is very serious.

　　 turned his gaze, and the serious woman asked aloud: "Excuse me, who are you looking for this gentleman?"

　　 "I am looking for the owner here, Mr. Sherlock."

　　 "Well, are you..."

　　 "I am his friend, called Richard, you can inform him."

　　 "That--" The serious woman hesitated and owed her body, "Then Mr. Lao, please wait here for a while, and I will come as soon as I go."

　　 "Okay." Richard nodded and watched the serious woman walk deep into the courtyard.

　　……

Soon, the serious woman walked back, a little more kindness on her face, bent over to Richard, and said, "Mr. Richard, Mr. Sherlock, please come in, just a little neglected, please forgive me. "

　　 "It's okay." Richard said, following the serious woman into the courtyard and walking towards the depths of the courtyard. While walking, looking at the environment in the courtyard.

　　 Richard found that although he had been there once before, the interval was not too short, but now the scene in the yard has changed a lot. Probably because of the arrival of spring, the ground was turned over seriously, and the seeds were sprinkled, which should be flower seeds. It is foreseeable that it will be a sea of ​​flowers in the near future.

　　 In addition, in the center of the yard, a square pool of four meters in length and width was repaired, and in the middle was a fountain, which was constantly sprayed with water.

　　 The statue of a girl stands in the pool, and the water from the fountain is splashing on the face of the girl. The statue girl raised her hands slightly and made a gesture of protecting her face, as if shouting shyly: "No!"

　　 Richard looked at all this and slowly walked across the courtyard to the front of a wide parlor.

　　Here, the serious woman stopped and stepped back, then a hearty voice sounded, and a figure quickly ushered out, it was the master of this courtyard, Sherlock Melrose.

　　 Looking over, I saw that the other person was wearing a pale pink, extremely slim men's aristocratic dress and stepping on snow-white lamb leather boots. The broken blonde hair reflects the dazzling luster in the sun. A face is more beautiful than most women. The cheeks are ribbed and angular, not too soft and elegant.

"Hi, my dear friend, Richard, how do you think I came here? Wouldn't you miss me?" The other party greeted them with a unique exaggerated tone, "Of course, whether you want it or not Me, it doesn't matter, because our friendship is eternal. Right?" After that, he blinked at Li Cha as if he was discharging.

　　Richard: "..." Although I guessed that the other party would look like this, I was still not used to it.

　　After a while of silence, Richard uttered: "Sherlock, you really should change the way you say hello, or even if I have something, I don't even think of you coming here."

"Okay, okay, I will try to change it." Sherlock folded his hands together, as if apologizing, and then changed his tone. "However, if it can be changed, it's hard to say. After all, I am you, you too Understand. Having said that, no matter what is the matter, let’s talk about the advanced room. Standing outside and talking is not the way I entertain friends."

　　 Talking, Sherlock made a gesture toward the door, and Richard shrugged and walked in.

　　 walked into the parlor and sat down on a chair. Richard and Sherlock started chatting.

　　 For a moment, Sherlock suddenly remembered something, clapped his hands, and shouted into a small door connected to the parlor: "Lucia, there is a guest, can you make two cups of tea?"

　　 "Come on, Mr. Sherlock." As soon as Sherlock's voice fell, a young girl stepped out of the wicket, apparently already preparing. The girl’s hand is carrying a silver tray with two cups of hot tea in it, and a lot of petals floating in the tea-all carefully collected in the previous year, coated with honey and dried, exuding the heart. Sweet and sweet.

　　 Richard doesn't have a cold for this. In his view, the best petal tea in this world is nothing but sugar water in a sense. So the girl put the tea on the table next to him~www.readwn.com~ He just glanced at it briefly, then turned his head to prepare to explain to Sherlock the real purpose of this visit.

　　 In the next moment, he found something. His eyebrows were raised, and his eyes suddenly fell on Duancha Maiden.

Ok?

　　Richard's eyes flashed, and then a squint, his expression slightly surprised, recognized that the girl who served tea was the poor girl who was seen at the auction before and was auctioned.

　　 Why are you here?

　　 Could it be that Sherlock, the girl’s No. 19 auctioneer who spent 4,500 gold coins at the auction?

　　No!

　　 Richard shook his head in his heart and denied it.

　　As far as he knows, Sherlock is very resistant to that kind of place, and generally will not go. Besides, with the other person's temperament, it is absolutely impossible to pretend to be an old man.

　　 What is going on?

　　 Richard was puzzled.

Realizing that Richard was abnormal, Sherlock looked over and asked aloud, "My dear friend, what's wrong with you? Do you think Lucia has any bad things? Or, you are fascinated by her beauty Living?"

　　 "Eh--" Richard looked at Sherlock and said, "It's nothing serious, but I think your maid is more like a girl I saw at the auction."

　　 The girl heard her body tremble and seemed to remember bad memories, which also showed that Richard had not admitted the wrong person.

Sherlock sensed the girl's emotions, quickly stood up, patted the **** the shoulder comfortably, then looked at Li Cha, thoughtfully: "Auction, huh, the one who sold Lucia to me People, it seems to have been mentioned."