Miss Gudazi, who almost became a walker, is saving humanity

"Then, then I'll—"

Mash was trembling, and shyly and excitedly slipped into Lixiang's arms.Fufu on the side yawned, and after glancing at the two girls, she shook her head and retreated into the small nest specially prepared for Fufu in the tent.

Time flies by.

Just when Matthew fell asleep, Lixiang suddenly opened his eyes.

She felt that the barrier she had set before was touched, so she quietly got out of the tent without disturbing Matthew.

"Huh? Strange?"

Looking at the peaceful park in front of him, Lixiang frowned beautifully.

"Obviously the enchantment was touched, why is there still no trace?"

■Homeless people's favorite parks during the day

After waking up in the morning, Lixiang and Matthew finished washing with the water in the park.

Although there is no place to cook in the park, fortunately they also prepare bento in advance.Thanks to the new techniques da Vinci learned, supplies are easier to carry around.

After eating and drinking, the two immediately began to prepare to explore this singularity.

"But where do we start? Senior."

Movie time, the Future Corps, all kinds of strange rumors, and the prophecy of the end of London.At first glance, the problems before us seem to be piled up into a mountain.

"However, there is actually only one doubtful point - [rumors]."

Or urban legend?

If you want to talk about the most famous incident in London in 1888, anyone who knows a little bit will definitely say this answer-【Jack the Ripper】.

A murderer whose truth is unknown, a mysterious person who still fascinates creators hundreds of years later.

However, this [rumor] that should have appeared in 1888 has disappeared.Instead, there is a lot of messy rumors.

"There is no doubt that [rumors] are the core of the puzzle. So, let's start with the rumors first. As for where to start..."

An idea suddenly popped into Li Xiang's head.

"After all, King Arthur is real here, so let's look forward to it a little bit."

"what?"

"If... this is a puzzle, a very difficult one. And here, it is London in 1888—if a certain world's number one detective is not just a fictional character, there is a more suitable [object for help] than him Is it? The so-called [Detective Consultant Detective] is supposed to help others decipher the work."

"Could it be that!"

Matthew's voice was a little higher. It seemed that she was still a die-hard fan of detective novels.

"Yes—let us go to Holmes."

[However, the terrain of this London is fundamentally different from the London in history, how should—]

"excuse me!"

Before Roman finished speaking, Lixiang stopped a passerby and asked,

"Excuse me, do you know how to get to 221b Baker Street?"

——Undoubtedly, this is the most primitive means of fighting the [unknown]—to ask people who know.

□221b Baker Street

Let's talk about results directly.

There are two pieces of news, one good and one bad.

The good news is that [Baker Street 221b] really exists in this London, that is to say, Sherlock Holmes is not just a fictional character but a real person in Xingyue.

And the bad news...

"Are you going abroad at this time?!"

—Probably so.

7. The truth lies in the subtleties

■221b Baker Street

Speaking of London is a detective.

Speaking of detectives, then it is Sherlock Holmes.

During the filming time, London is full of rumors, and the clone is based on Lixiang.Everything that Lixiang has encountered at this singularity so far is all [puzzles] at a glance.

Since it is London in 1888, since we have encountered a puzzle.Then, it would be abnormal not to go to Holmes?

——Although that's what it says.

"...He actually went abroad."

Standing at the door of the famous 221b Baker Street, Li Xiang couldn't help sighing.

A notice was pasted on the door of this building, which was transformed into a museum in later generations, which probably meant that the tenant was away on business.

"...It's almost like a suspense game that asks the martial arts to leave first."

There is no way, since Holmes is not around, I can only find a way to investigate the mystery by myself.

Li Xiang turned around thinking so, and ended up bumping into someone.

There are very few people who can hit Lixiang in such a sudden collision. It is better to say that Lixiang has only been knocked down by Fufu in the past few years.As a result, the person who collided with Lixiang was like a blue bear that hit a tree, and fell to the ground clutching his face.

"Sorry, are you okay?"

Lixiang quickly reached out to the person who bumped into him, and carefully helped him up.

That is a woman.

There are thick dark circles on her face, and her hair is so dry that it is even a bit stubby.Although the clothes on his body were very formal, it was obvious that they hadn't been properly taken care of at all.

The kind of people who are in a hurry to find something basically look like this.

"I didn't notice anyone behind me, sorry."

"No, it's nothing, it's my fault for not looking the way."

The woman apologized briefly to Lixiang, and then she was about to walk over the two of them to the house behind them.

'Everyone is very busy. '

Thinking of this, Li Xiang turned around and said something casually.

"Ma'am, if you are looking for Holmes, he seems to have gone out. Besides, maybe it would be better to ask the police directly if you are looking for someone?"

After reminding such a sentence, Lixiang originally planned to take Matthew away like this.

——However, she didn't make it.

The woman who heard what she said and also saw the notice that Holmes had pasted on the door reported to her in order to stop her.

Although Lixiang dodged most of it with her subconscious reaction, one of her legs was still hugged by the woman - after all, she had never encountered such a development in the past.

Li Xiang didn't dare to use force for a while.

Don't look at this is just a cute little leg of a big loli. With a little force, it can be done like kicking a stuck iron gate and flying against the wall, kicking falling rocks from the sky until they are crushed, or kicking a high-speed Exaggerated things like smashing the roof and kicking the sky.Although it is almost incomparable to a Servant who surpasses humans, if the girl exerts strength in this situation...

At worst she would have to kneel down the next moment and beg this woman not to die.

"Um...sorry. What, this lady? What can I do for you?"

"You must be a detective!"

"……Eh?"

Lixiang and Matthew made such voices at the same time, and they didn't understand why the lady came to such a conclusion.

"You immediately stated the purpose of my coming here, and I hardly spoke to you. You must be a very good detective. I only know the famous detective Sherlock Holmes to do such a thing!"

"...no ma'am I think anyone can tell what's going on with the way you look. As you can see, I'm a nun..."

'Although it is a [former] nun. '

"I've looked for everyone I can! The detective is my last hope! Please, I'll give you whatever you want! Please—"

The woman lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment, holding the boots of a girl whose height could only be described as [petite], pleading incoherently.

To put it bluntly, this posture can only be described as [ugly] at best.Having said that...

"……Eh."

Li Xiang knew those eyes.

People who are hunted down, people who are about to fall off a cliff, people who have struggled with all their strength.

Those are the eyes of a person who has nowhere to go, and desperately grabs at the last straw.Let Li Xiang, who hates misfortune, ignore such a pair of eyes, frankly speaking, it is impossible.

"Anyway, I'll just listen to it first."

'After all, there is really no clue to investigate now. Lixiang thought of it this way.

"But first of all, I'm really not a detective."

□Old-fashioned roadside coffee shop

A great man once said - the British will die if they don't drink black tea for a day.

Of course, this is not the case, but such a joke is enough to prove how much Britain loves black tea.

Why do you say this in a coffee shop, you ask?

——Lixiang also wanted to know why he drank black tea with his client—let’s call it that—in a coffee shop.

This is a coffee shop, and no one or magician in London thinks this is abnormal?

"Anyway, let's get straight to the point. You shouldn't be able to wait, lady."

Lixiang took a sip from the teacup and said so, and Mash who was on the side opened the notebook that she didn't know where she came from with bright eyes. It seems that this kind of development unexpectedly suits her appetite.

So, the client lady explained what she wanted to commission a detective to investigate.

Just as Lixiang guessed, it was someone looking for.Her sister disappeared not long ago, and she has been entrusting people from all walks of life to help her find her but to no avail.So, today she found Sherlock Holmes, a well-known private consultant detective.

"Have you heard the [rumour] of the [Great Strangulation Panic], Miss Detective."

"So I'm not a detective... Forget it, if it makes you feel better, you can call it that."

【Great strangulation panic】, Lixiang has an impression of this 【noun】.This is one of the rumors widely circulated in London by the "enthusiastic passer-by" who was caught by Lixiang to ask questions before.

However, it doesn't matter even if Lixiang doesn't know about this rumor, because the client lady explained the rumor in detail later.

"It is said, I don't know how many years, that a group of heinous criminals have fled to London. They have a footpath as a stronghold. The dead body reappeared. The latest [Late Night Rumor Radio Station]...do you know this station?"

"...No, this is the first time I've heard of it. By the way, the radio station?"

"It's the audio news broadcast over the radio, something like a newspaper."

'...this is 1888, why is there a [radio]? '

Lixiang was silent, and Matthew at the side immediately took down the information like a detective assistant.

"That station gave the rumor a [name] and called the whole rumor the [Great Strangulation Scare]."

'Forget it, let's put the radio thing aside. '

Thinking of this, Li Xiang put the empty teacup aside.

"Ma'am, you keep calling this story a [rumor], which means you don't believe it?"

"How could I possibly believe that?"

The client lady said so,

"That road is the only way I have to go home. I am still alive and well... But, my sister, that child disappeared on that road."

At this moment, Lixiang thought of several possibilities.

For example, there is a copycat or someone who wants to use the place where the rumor happened as a cover to commit a crime.

For example, like the old-fashioned detective comics, the real culprit is the client lady in front of me... This should not be possible.Seeing that people's emotions are just the basic skills of a priest, Li Xiang didn't see any signs of lying in this client lady.

For another example, in order to die on that street, various conditions need to be met, and those conditions were met by the client, who just happened to avoid them unintentionally.

"Anyway, Little Eggplant and I will go to the scene to investigate first. Can you tell me where the crime happened?"