"Hello, how to get to the Forbidden City?" the girl with curly brown hair stopped a passerby. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This is the seventy-third time she has asked passers-by for directions, but unfortunately, she is now too far away from the Forbidden City. However, the passers-by she stopped were not the people who scolded and said 'Shenjing Bing', and the people she stopped glanced at her and raised their eyebrows. The girl with a pipe, curly brown hair, and an overcoat didn't look like a local at all.

"You're not from the Ming Empire, are you?" said the passerby, "If you want to go to the Forbidden City, you have to take the train to Nanjing, which is Shanghai International Airport." ”

"Oh, I'm really sorry, it's my first time coming to the Ming Empire," the girl smiled stupidly, "You don't look like a person from the Ming Empire." ”

The person who was stopped by the girl had beautiful silver hair, but he was still wearing a short-sleeved suit on this cold winter day. No wonder the girl thought so, but the passer-by shook her head and chuckled:

"If you talk about my ancestral hometown, I am from the Ming Kingdom, but I grew up in England. ”

"What a coincidence, I'm also British, my name is Sherlock, what's your name?" the girl held out her hand, as if to shake her hand.

"Sixteen Nights and Moon, just right, I'm also going to the Forbidden City, why don't we go all the way?"

The other replied.

"One.... Road?" Sherlock didn't quite understand what he meant.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I heard you speak Chinese well, and I accidentally started speaking in dialects," Sixteen Night held out his hand and shook it with her, "meaning how about we walk together?"

"Of course, but I have a question until then," Sherlock narrowed, "and the calluses on your hands are thick, especially on your mouth and index finger. Wearing this kind of clothes in this kind of winter, I think you are not an ordinary Ming countryman, let me think about it... You'll occasionally use a gun, but more often than not, you'll use a 'cold weapon', which is in line with the style of the warriors of the Ming Empire. You said that you grew up in England, but your familiarity with the Ming Empire is not low, and you have also lived in the Ming Empire for a long time, but look at your dress, you have your hair tied up, you wear a hat, you should have been operating overseas recently, and it was at sea. Because the sea breeze is very damaging to your hair, you are very concerned about your appearance, but your hair quality is a little poor, and it looks like it is a long-term lack of maintenance. You should be 'no chance' to maintain, your body looks fit, but you don't dress like a manual laborer, you should be "navy" and you work "on a submarine". In the cabin for a long time, the skin is not exposed to the sun, and the sea breeze is often blowing, so the hair quality is not satisfactory. ”

"Oh?" Sixteen Nights furrowed an eyebrow, "You're Sherlock... Sherlock Holmes?"

"I don't know which 'Sherlock Holmes' you're talking about, but if you're referring to a British detective, it's me. ”

"I didn't expect to see you here. Why did you come to the Ming Empire?"

Maybe it's fate, or maybe it's inevitable, and they meet here heading towards the same place.

"It's not a work thing, it's a little personal matter. ”

Sherlock and Sixteen Nights headed side by side in the direction of the train station. Sixteen Nights was a little taller than her, and the adolescent girl was still growing her body, Sherlock smiled slightly, carefully observing Sixteen Nights' habits.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm here for a friend. Sixteen Nights shook her head.

"Friend, is it Dio Connor?"

Sixteen Night's pupils opened, and then immediately calmed down, she did not deny it, but continued:

"That's my 'private business', isn't it? Besides, since you know something about the Hunters Ministry, you should know Dior well. What kind of person do you know Dior Connor is?"

"Huo, is this the kind of difficult question that comes up in the first place?" Sherlock took out his pipe and put it in his mouth, "If anything, she's a complete "wicked person". To be honest, I've never faced such a tricky opponent, and she's more poised and powerful than the head of the Italian mafia's wicked empire. If she can one day take the place of the Italian mafia, she may become an even more difficult "evil" to solve. Of course, she had no interest in those things, otherwise, she would have done it. ”

"You know her well," Sixteen Nights narrowed, "you know about me, you already know who I am from the time you stopped me for questioning." ”

"That's right. Sherlock did not shy away from admitting.

"Was it just a coincidence that we met? You arranged this?"

"It's just a coincidence, I didn't know you were here, but I just happened to see a conspicuous guy in the crowd," Sherlock raised the corners of her mouth imperceptibly, she trusted her intelligence, "I didn't think I would look away, so I stopped you." Well, I just stayed here to kill time, but I actually have already booked my train ticket. ”

She pulled a ticket out of her pocket and shook it in front of Sixteen Nights.

"It's a special way to kill time. So, what are you looking for Dior?"

"If I did, would you still go with me to the Forbidden City?"

"There's nothing wrong with that," Sixteen Nights chuckled, "and if you're an ally, that's great." If you're an enemy, you're just agreeing with her. I don't think she'll mind if I bring her such a gift, but by the way, how old are you today?"

"Twenty-three, what? doesn't it look like it?" Sherlock glared at Sixteen Nights with dark circles under his eyes.

"I was expecting you to look older. ”

Dior was also twenty-two years old, but the guy looked younger than he was. She thought so in her heart, and her mouth was grunted with dissatisfaction.

"Oh yes, you have a 'daughter,' right?" said Sherlock, as if he had remembered something.

"Yes, she's much smarter than I am," said Sixteen Nights helplessly, "you seem to have seen her already?" when she went to England to find Dior. ”

"Let's make a bet, you can't imagine how she met Dior. ”

"Bet on what?" Sixteen Nights raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"One or two, how's that?"

"I took this tael," Sixteen Night laughed happily, "She must have claimed that she was kidnapped, and then attracted the attention of the relevant authorities, and in the end, even you went out, but failed to solve the matter of her kidnapping, but it turned out that she was just lying, and you didn't know anything, so you had to mobilize the personnel to find her parents first." ”

Sherlock looked at Sixteen Nights in amazement, and what she said was almost exactly the truth.

"Actually, something similar happened before," Sixteen Ye shook his head, "she was lost on the street, and I was looking for her when the police came to stop me and said, 'Do you have a daughter?'" She was happily eating the cake bought by the police in the police station, and she didn't look like she was 'lost' at all. I even suspected that she wanted to eat cake and deliberately left my neighborhood to find the police. ”

"What a funny little guy. ”

"I've heard from my senior," Sixteen Nights suddenly changed the subject, "she told me that the capable attract each other. Even if we don't want to, we "aliens" will always meet. ”

"Are you saying I'm a capable one?" Sherlock suddenly realized, "I'm a serious 'human', and of course, it's okay to say I'm an 'alien'. As long as you show up at the airport during this time, I'm sure I'll be able to find you, so... In a way, our encounter is "inevitable". ”

"It's not inevitable, it's 'you're looking for me,' isn't it?"

“......”

"You know what? You're so similar to Dior in every way that I thought I've met her sister or something, and you still smell of her, it's really hard to take your eyes off. Unfortunately, I'm not so well-informed, I'm sure, "You're looking for me." The proof of this is your face - you've been standing here for a long time, because it's cold, your face is already pale, oh, your body is not good, right?"

"You guessed it right, I'm looking for you," Sherlock narrowed, "I have something to ask for." ”