After booking a room at a local hotel, Bo Fu began to wander around, admiring the scenery. If there's any one thing about how nice the scenery is, it's a little nonsense – a typical temperate bore environment, except for the wet marshland, which is a wilderness full of small stones, but there are also quite a few fields where oats and alfalfa grow, and local farmers live on potatoes and animal husbandry.

Bo Fu walked through the fields with his cane, and from time to time he ran off the road and into the field. The locals on one side are not surprised - there are many "scientists" like this in this year, and every now and then they run out into the wilderness to find some ghost and something. And the locals often see people digging and digging in the swamps, as if looking for some prehistoric relics or something, and they usually call this kind of person "the old man of the city who has eaten enough"

Usually there is a thick fog in the morning and afternoon, and the sun can be seen from 10 a.m. to 3 p.m. during the day, which is still summer, and if it is autumn or winter, the sun can be seen from 10 a.m. to 1 p.m. during the day, and the rest of the day there is a thick or light fog covering this place.

He walked to the largest house in the area, the Baskerville Building, and he looked through the iron railing, but not to the railing, and like a normal promenade, he only occasionally raised his head to glance at the big stone house. Soon he followed the road outside the railing to the place where Sir Baskerville was not mentioned in the report, and Berfaux stood in the direction where the fellow had fallen, and looked around calmly. But soon he left with his cane pointing. Birff returned to the hotel. Be prepared to wait for things to begin. "Interestingly, the puppy is now in peace, so I hope Mr. Holmes will be able to catch the murderer. ”

The weather in this place is not good, and not just because of the fog. It rains a lot and the temperature is not high, so it can easily be very uncomfortable for those who come from subtropical or sunny places. Fortunately, there was a fireplace in every room of the inn, and it was a pleasure to sit in the rocking chair in front of the fireplace and watch the rumours and tabloids, keeping an eye on what was about to happen—even better if it weren't for the English "delicacies."

Two days later, Dr. Watson braved the heavy rain to ride a horse-drawn carriage with Dr. Matimaw and a young man. On the other side of the road, in the room of a small two-story hotel, Bo Fu stood in front of the window and watched the men—although there was at least a distance of five hundred meters, it was no different to Bo Fu than under the window.

The progress of the case was as expected by Berfu, but at this time Berfu was more focused on another matter - the man named Van Helsing, who passed by while waiting for the bus in London, came to Austria-Hungary in the eyes of the global gods of Berfu. The middle-aged man arrived in Wallachia with a priest, where they repeatedly inquired about legends. There are many legends about Count Dracula, and some people even take them to see the village cemetery to indicate how many people died in the vampire attack.

Van Helsing naturally worked as a grave robber at night, and he led the priest to dig up the grave that had been identified during the day with a shovel. Then he covered his mouth and nose with a cloth, and the priest muttered a string of Scriptures with a cross. Then, as if facing a great enemy, he took out a bottle and was ready to go. The coffin opened, and there was no filth coming out of it, and there was only a skeleton inside, and a thick wooden stake pierced through the heart between the ribs of the skeleton. "It seems that according to tradition, a person who has been sucked to death by a vampire must pierce his heart with a stake before he can be buried," Bean Helsing's words seemed to be spoken right next to him. Bo Fu closed his eyes slightly, and sat in the second-floor guest room of a small hotel in the English countryside, with a warm fireplace in front of him, and the rocking chair swayed slightly, while Bo Fu watched what was happening thousands of miles away in the midst of spells. "This vampire is stronger than all we've killed before, and it seems a little different," Van Helsing said again, before motioning for the priest to help close the coffin, then jumped out of the pit and began to backfill the dirt. "Of course, the vampires and werewolves you killed before are completely two systems with Dracula, and those guys can only be said to be humanoid bats that can do illusions. Bo Fu, who was thousands of miles away, answered Van Helsing's question in the rocking chair, but of course Van Helsing didn't know what Bo Fu was saying in a rocking chair.

Here, Holmes's case is also progressing very quickly, and all the people who appear in the case have already appeared on the stage. Later in the day, Burffen looked through the fog and saw Sherlock Holmes and Watson and Lestrade of Scotland Yard walking to the other side of the Baskerville Building. In the past few days, Holmes had met with Holmes more than once, and he knew that Holmes must have known the people here in detail—for Pierre, Holmes thought he was just a traveler who had come here, because an Oriental face was still easy to remember in this place.

The fog was getting heavier and heavier, and the night had already covered the place, and at nine o'clock in the evening—Bo Fu looked at his watch, and the hands on the pocket watch had already pointed to nine o'clock. Suddenly, there was a faint sound of gunfire in the swamp, and the fog made it difficult to propagate the sound, and the direction of the sound was blurred. But that wasn't a problem for Berfu, because he was now standing on the walkway that stretched from the swamp to the Baskerville Building. In the fog and moonlight, this dry walkway with small hills and large rocks on both sides can still see the road about five meters ahead, and there are no forks in this road, the landmarks of the forks are very obvious, and generally you will not go the wrong way. And Bo Fu was standing here now, the sound of gunfire from a few minutes ago was heard in front of him, and Bo Fu took a few steps and saw three people around a man lying on the ground to help, and beside them lay a huge black dog, with a burning light from its mouth and chest.

"What's going on here?" asked Bo Fu knowingly.

Then he walked over, and the three of them could already see that they were Sherlock Holmes, Watson, and Lestrade. They saw that the man who had come was the Oriental traveler from the hotel, and they let their guard down. But Bo Fu didn't get very close, and the man lying on the ground had already woken up. Berfer listened to Holmes discuss tonight with Lestrade and Watson, and he didn't interject, when Lestrade turned his head and said, "Sir, why are you here at this time?"

"Oh, I'm just used to going for a night walk, going back to a shower and having a drink before going to bed. What's going on? something great happened today? What a big mastiff!" Bo Fu replied to Lestrade with a pretending of curiosity.

"All right, we're going to catch that fellow!" said Holmes, impatiently, and he tugged Watson lightly, "Sir Henry should be fine! Let's hurry! Hurry up and catch the fellow!, though I doubt that he is still in the house—he must have followed the dog, and must have heard the gunshots." (To be continued......)