The Advent of the Infinite King

Yoko Okino, who was the leading actress, rested her chin on her hand and stared at the actor on the podium ecstatically. Xie Chen watched it several times and noticed this scene for the first time.

"Miss Yoko is a nice girl, why make this kind of movie."

"Who knows." Xie Chen yawned.

The movie moves forward according to the imaginable mediocre plot, the lines are mediocre, and the music is mediocre. It should really be put into a time container, labeled mediocre and buried underground.

After the movie ended, the two walked along the street for a while. When they passed the Mihua Central Bridge, Xie Chen suddenly spotted two familiar figures. Looking carefully, they were the foreign mother and daughter who were hunted down early this morning.

Originally thought that these two people would return to the place where they lived after the killer was killed, but at this time they were curled up under the pier where only homeless people usually gather, and they were all wearing thin pajamas.

The blond-haired mother hugged the little mixed-race girl who was carved in pink and jade, and sat there quietly as if she had died.

Mihua Market was originally a big city, so it was not uncommon to see foreigners, but the mother and daughter sitting here in only pajamas were really eye-catching.

Although the blond woman was in a mess, she was quite outstanding both in appearance and figure, a typical foreign woman.

Zemu Yezi couldn't help but glanced a few more times, hesitating whether to go over and ask.

Xie Chen sighed silently, no matter what kind of woman, sympathy seems to be born with her.

When he looked over, the little girl seemed to have recognized him, she broke free from her mother's arms, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and walked over hesitantly.

This little girl looked two or three years younger than Xie Chen at this time, with neat long black hair, tears in her eyes, and a white pajamas without shoes.

At this time, it was approaching dusk, and the little girl who was only wearing thin pajamas and walking barefoot looked cute and pitiful.

Xie Chen pursed his lips, the blond mother didn't seem to recognize him, but the little girl recognized herself intuitively.

The little girl probably wasn't sure, she walked over pitifully, and called timidly in English: "Brother, brother..." Xie Chen sighed silently.

"You know him?" Zemu Yezi looked at Xie Chen suspiciously.

"Just met..." Xie Chen shrugged, "Is there any money left, give her some."

At this time, the little girl had already walked in front of the two of them, and she looked at Xie Chen fixedly, and the blond mother also looked over here.

Now that Xie Chen spoke, Zemu Yezi didn't hesitate, and immediately took out the wallet, taking out almost all the money in it.

Then stuffed it into the little girl's hands together with the leftover chocolates in the movie theater, and said with a smile in fluent English: "It's for you, take it."

"Thank you..." The little girl cried and thanked while taking the things Zemu Yezi handed over.Although the money is not much, you can always buy a few clothes and eat a few full meals.

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Under Xie Chen's puzzled expression from beginning to end, the little girl also felt that she might have identified the wrong person, and looked at the distance between the two with tears in her eyes.

"Why don't you help them, I have a place to live there." On the way back, Zemu Yezi asked.

Xie Chen said indifferently: "It is a good thing to have compassion, but there must be a limit."

Afterwards, the two bid farewell in front of the apartment.

In the end, Xie Chen didn't tell Zemu Yezi what happened in the early morning, because there was no need for it, and it was estimated that Police Officer Mumu would be busy for a while.

Just after returning to the detective agency, Mori Kogoro and Mori Ran were about to go out in a hurry.

Xie Chen thought that after the bodies were discovered in the early morning, Police Officer Mu Mu asked him to cooperate with the investigation. After questioning, he learned that Kogoro Mouri had received an invitation to a Sherlock Holmes fan party and was about to attend it.

From his understanding, Mori Kogoro had no interest in Holmes at all, presumably because the inviter paid him a lot.

The reason why he left at this time was that Mao Lilan wanted to take him with him, and it didn't matter if he thought that tomorrow and the day after tomorrow would be holidays.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the moon was sparse, and a white van was driving smoothly on the rugged winding mountain road.

The van was full of people, except for the young female driver, who were all attending the Sherlock Holmes fan party.

Sherlock Holmes, a talented detective shaped by detective novelist Conan Doyle.

At the end of the nineteenth century, on Christmas Eve, Beaton's Christmas Almanac published a novel Study in Scarlet. Since then, the protagonist in this novel, the detective Sherlock Holmes, has become popular all over the world.

Until now, Sherlock Holmes has become synonymous with a famous detective, and in real life, many people regard Sherlock Holmes as a synonym for a smart person, and Sherlock Holmes has become a symbol of wisdom.

According to a certain statistics, Sherlock Holmes is the character image most frequently put on the screen in the world, and his popularity is unprecedented.

"You like bloody research." Sitting in the middle of the van, Fujisawa Toshiaki said, a middle-aged man wearing a brown suit and a mustache.

In the back of the van, Nanako Shimizu, a young woman with doll hair and a blue dress, said with a smile, "Yes, Conan Doyle's debut novel."

Toshiaki Fujisawa said: "That is the most memorable first work of Sherlock Holmes' debut."

Ikuo Kawazu, a young man in white short-sleeves, said, "As for me, I like the Red-haired League the most."

"Little friend, what about you?" Toshiaki Fujisawa asked Xie Chen.

Xie Chen smiled and said, "I like the four signatures the most."

Kawazu Ikuo said pleasantly: "That book is indeed a masterpiece recognized by the world, kid, you are awesome, you can read a lot of characters."

"well enough……"

Looking at Mori Kogoro, who was leaning on the chair in a daze, Toshiaki Fujisawa asked, "Which step do you prefer?"

Kogoro Moori seemed to be taken aback, straightened up and hurriedly said, "You mean me."

"Yes."

Seeing everyone's expectant eyes, Kogoro Mouri scratched his head and said, "I like... this step in Murder on the Western Express."