"Just because of this?" Zheng Hanfei frowned, if he believed Clifford's lies, then he wouldn't have to be a detective, he would just take a hoe and farm the land, but Clifford didn't say it, he didn't have much to do, what could he do? Do you force people to say? Although the British are much more cheerful than the Chinese, I believe that no one in the world likes this kind of thing.

"Believe it or not." After speaking, Clifford ignored the thinking Zheng Hanfei, and his calloused fingers gently touched the taut qinxuan, and the beautiful music sounded again, and then Clifford sang "Sunday Solomon Grandi" in a slightly hoarse voice, but this time, he sang it in Chinese.

"Solomon Grundy, born on Monday, baptized on Tuesday, married on Wednesday, sick on Thursday, critically ill on Friday, died on Saturday, buried on Sunday, and that's what ......

The end of Solomon Grandi. ”

"The life of a man...... It's very short. Zheng Hanfei muttered, I don't know what I was thinking, Zhongli Wan'er surprisingly didn't bother Zheng Hanfei, for a long time, Zheng Hanfei seemed to have made some decision, his eyes were on Clifford, his eyes were full of determination, "I promise you, of course, this is not to see your face, but I don't want to see the murderer insult London and the hometown of Sherlock Holmes." ”

"Are you sure?" Clifford stopped playing and stroked the blonde hair in front of his forehead, "You know, on the surface, I asked you to come and help, but once you don't have an answer like other detectives and policemen, I can't say what will happen, and in the worst case, you are likely to be treated as a substitute for the dead." ”

"Don't worry about that." Ouyang Xiu said confidently, "They don't dare, Zheng Hanfei, let's solve the case with confidence, if they really dare to do that, I will definitely make them regret making this decision!" ”

"That's good!" Clifford stood up, patted the dust off his trouser leg, and said slowly, "Come with me." If you really find the murderer this time, I will give you a chance, I hope you will take advantage of it, and this will be the commission I gave you. ”

Before Zhongli Wan'er could ask what the opportunity was, Clifford walked in a certain direction with an antique violin on his back, and the old man with his back pulled under the sun's rays, for some reason, Zheng Hanfei and Ouyang Xiu obviously felt that there was an unspoken sadness in Clifford's body, which made their hearts a little uncomfortable.

Is it because the case has not been solved and he is worried that his police friend will be punished? Or is it ...... Zheng Hanfei and Ouyang Xiu glanced at each other, they felt that Clifford's true identity was becoming more and more mysterious, which made them have an urge to dig out Clifford's identity.

"Let's go!" Zheng Hanfei whispered, keeping up with Clifford's pace and heading to the location they were about to challenge.

After the figure of Zheng Hanfei and his party completely disappeared at the door of the Sherlock Holmes Memorial Hall, a girl wearing a veil came out of the dark corner, looking at the direction of their departure, the girl's body trembled slightly, her eyes were full of shock, and her mouth kept chanting the four words how could it be, it seemed that among them, there was someone who gave the girl a great shock.

Zheng Hanfei ...... Who are you? A yellow bird-like voice came from the girl's veil, a hint of doubt flashed in her bright eyes, and then she turned to leave the Sherlock Holmes Memorial Hall and left in the opposite direction of Zheng Hanfei and his party, only the voice echoing in the air told the passers-by that a strangely dressed girl had been standing here just now......

"Huh?" Zheng Hanfei glanced back, just now, he felt that he had missed something, and the sense of familiarity in his heart told him that there was something familiar in London.

"What's wrong?" Ouyang Xiu naturally noticed Zheng Hanfei's strange appearance, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"That...... Alas, nothing. Zheng Hanfei sighed and smiled bitterly, he naturally wouldn't say this kind of thing, even he didn't believe it, could Ouyang Xiu believe it? Let's not talk about whether he has any familiar people in London, judging from the fact that he has never been to London, there will definitely be no familiar people here.

"The person who followed us has disappeared......" Ouyang Xiu hugged the back of his head and said a message without hurrying, "Do you know what's going on?" ”

"Tracking?!" When Zhongli Wan'er heard these two words, she immediately looked back and asked, "Who is following us?" It seems like we're in London for the first time, and who would be idle to follow three high school students and a strange uncle, plus a bard? ”

"Someone started tracking us as soon as we got off the plane." Ouyang Xiu lowered his voice, for fear that Clifford, who was walking in front, would hear, "The other party seems to be a man dressed in black, either the underworld or a bodyguard, and the tracking technology can be said to be first-class, if I hadn't accidentally discovered it, we might still be in the dark until now." Hehe, it seems that we are quite popular in London. ”

"Don't say it so easily, okay!" Zhongli Wan'er was a little anxious, no matter who it was, she didn't want to live under the surveillance of others, "Who is the other party, do you have any clue." ”

"Nope." Ouyang Xiu shrugged his shoulders, except for himself, everyone else was basically coming to London for the first time, and he himself came here because he was looking for clues about the organization, and he didn't mess with anyone at all, so he didn't know anything about the purpose of the tracker.

The man in black?! Is it...... Zheng Hanfei pinched his chin, but quickly denied it, in his impression, there didn't seem to be an acquaintance in black at all, that is to say, that familiar feeling was not a stalker, but someone else.

"Probably my enemy." Saiwen, who had been silent, finally spoke, although he lowered his voice, Zheng Hanfei and the others sounded, and their voices were still very loud, "Before joining the organization, I lived in London for a while, and I provoked a lot of people, maybe they heard the news that I was here, so they sent someone to investigate." ”

"There's another possibility." Hearing this, Ouyang Xiu came up with a reasonable guess, "It's the people of the organization, they found Saiwen's traces or our news, so they sent someone over to verify the truth." ”

"Impossible." Sai Wen denied Ouyang Xiu's speculation, "If it is an organization, they will not verify the truth and truth, but directly kill us, they would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go, this is their means." ”

"You're all missing a bit." At this time, Zheng Hanfei finally spoke, pointing out the places that none of them expected.

"What?!"

"When did the stalker disappear?" Zheng Hanfei didn't tell them his conjecture, but asked Ouyang Xiu an inexplicable question.

"Almost before we arrived at the Sherlock Holmes Memorial." Ouyang Xiu said, "At that time, I only cared about the nursery rhymes and cases that Clifford sang, so I didn't pay much attention to the stalker, and when I knew we left, I found that the stalker had disappeared." ”

"Then the answer is obvious." Zheng Hanfei didn't continue, but his eyes kept staring at Clifford who was walking in front of him, without saying anything.

Saying this, Ouyang Xiu and Sai Wen realized that they had indeed missed this possibility, if the stalker had been following them, I believe that not only the two of them, but even Zheng Hanfei would have been unable to think about Clifford, but the stalker did not do that, there were only two results, one was that he gave up or the situation changed, and the second was that he had completed the task.

Needless to say, the first possibility is impossible, according to Ouyang Xiu's description, his tracking skills are first-class, and he will not give up halfway, as for the situation has changed, it is very likely that the tracker will stop tracking because he sees Clifford, and the second possibility is better to say, the tracker's task is completed, which means that he wants to report to his boss, then Clifford's identity is very doubtful, that is, no matter what the result is, it has something to do with Clifford.

"I didn't expect so many mysteries to come out before I arrived at the scene of the crime." Zheng Hanfei laughed and said lightly, "It seems that this trip to London is not as simple as we imagined. I'm looking forward to it, don't you say, Ouyang Xiu? ”

"yes!" Ouyang Xiu's voice sounded a little excited, a person's life must have passed through the things written in "Solomon Grandi on Sunday", but those things are just the lives of ordinary people, for people like them, can they live the lives of ordinary people? The answer is no, since their lives are full of difficulties and challenges, why not face them bravely? Opportunities and challenges, for those of them who are teenagers, are usually excited and excited, except for a little fear.

As the sun sets, the western sky begins to burn with an orange-red sunset, and a luxurious house finally appears in everyone's sight.

The challenge is about to begin!