"I can only go to see that person." Li Cha said to himself, "But... if you go, you need to bring something in exchange. Then what should you bring..."

While talking, Li Cha looked around the research room, and finally his eyes fell on a wooden box on the wooden shelf.

With a "click", he opened the wooden box, took out an egg-sized object with an oval metal shell, nodded, and walked towards the door.

At the door, Li Cha stopped again, turning his head to look at the corpse oil painting rolled up on the table.

"The other party should also be interested in this thing."

Li Cha said again, his eyes flashed, and for the purpose of insurance, he reached out to pick up the corpse oil painting, and really walked out the door.

...

After more than an hour.

Somewhere in the center of Florence.

In a secluded alley, Li Cha stopped in front of a courtyard gate that occupied a large area, and knocked on the door with his hand.

"Bang bang bang! bang bang bang!"

There was a knock on the door, followed by the sound of footsteps, followed by a "squeak", the door was opened, and a woman in her thirties stood inside, with a plump figure, but she was not smiling , very cold and serious.

Looking over, the serious woman asked, "Excuse me, who are you looking for, Mr.?"

"I'm looking for the master here, Mr. Sherlock."

"Then may I ask if you are..."

"I'm his friend, called Li Cha, you can let him know."

"Then—" the serious woman hesitated for a moment, then bowed her body and said, "Then please wait here for a while, sir, I will come as soon as I go."

"Okay." Li Cha nodded, watching the serious woman walk towards the depths of the courtyard.

...

Soon, the serious woman walked back, with a more kind face on her face, bent over to Li Cha, and said, "Mr. "

"It's okay." Richard said, followed the serious woman into the courtyard, and walked towards the depths of the courtyard. While walking, he looked at the environment in the courtyard.

Li Cha found that although he came here once before, the time interval was not too short, but now the scene in the yard has changed a lot. It may be because of the arrival of spring, the ground was carefully turned over, and the seeds were sprinkled, which should be flower seeds. It is foreseeable that there will be a sea of ​​flowers in the near future.

In addition, in the center of the yard, a square pool with a length and width of four meters was built, with a fountain in the middle, which was constantly spraying water.

There is a statue of a girl standing in the pool, and the water from the fountain is splashing on the face of the girl statue. The statue girl raised her hands slightly, and made a movement towards the face shield, as if shyly shouting: "No!"

Watching all this, Li Cha walked slowly through the entire yard, and came to a spacious living room.

Here, the serious woman stopped and retreated to one side, and then a hearty voice sounded, and a figure came out quickly. It was the owner of this courtyard—Sherlock Melrose.

Looking over, he saw that the other party was wearing a light pink, extremely slim men's aristocratic dress and snow-white lambskin boots. A head of broken blond hair reflected dazzling luster in the sun, and a face was more beautiful than most women, with angular cheeks, not too feminine, but more elegant.

"Hey, my dear friend, Li Cha, why did you think of me? Could it be that you missed me?" The other party greeted him, and said in a characteristic exaggerated tone, "Of course, whether you want to or not It doesn't matter to me, because our friendship is eternal. Right?" After speaking, the other party blinked at Li Cha, as if he was discharging electricity.

Li Cha: "..." Although he had already guessed that the other party would be like this, he was still not used to it.

After a while of silence, Li Cha said: "Sherlock, you really should change the way you say hello, otherwise I won't even want to come here even if I have something to do."

"Okay, okay, I will try my best to change it." Sherlock put his hands together, as if apologizing, and then changed his tone, "However, it's hard to say whether I can change it. After all, I am a person, and you I understand. Having said that, no matter what, let’s talk in the room first, and talking outside the room is not the way I entertain friends.”

While talking, Sherlock made a gesture of invitation towards the door, Li Cha shrugged and walked in.

Walking into the living room, sitting down on a chair, Li Cha and Sherlock started chatting.

After a while, Sherlock suddenly remembered something, clapped his hands, and shouted into a small door connected to the living room: "Lucia, a guest is coming, how about making two cups of tea?"

"Here we come, Mr. Sherlock." As soon as Sherlock's voice fell, a young girl came out of the small door with small steps, obviously preparing for it a long time ago. The girl held a silver tray in her hand, and there were two cups of hot tea in the tray. There were a lot of flower petals floating in the tea—all of which were carefully collected last year, filled with honey and then dried, exuding a refreshing fragrance. Sweet.

Li Cha didn't feel too cold about it. In his opinion, the best petal tea in this world is just sugar water in a certain sense. So, the girl put the tea on the table next to him, and he just glanced at it briefly, then turned his head, ready to explain the real purpose of this visit to Sherlock.

The next moment, he discovered something, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes suddenly fell on the girl serving tea.

Um?

Li Cha's eyes flickered, then narrowed, his expression slightly surprised, and he recognized that the girl serving tea turned out to be the poor girl who was auctioned at the auction before.

why here?

Could it be that Sherlock was the nineteenth auctioneer who spent 4,500 gold coins to auction off the girl at the auction?

Won't!

Li Cha shook his head in his heart, denying it.

As far as he knew, Sherlock was very resistant to that kind of place, and generally would not go there, and with the other party's temperament, it was absolutely impossible to deliberately pretend to be an old man.

What the hell is going on?

Li Cha was puzzled.

Aware of Li Cha's abnormality, Sherlock looked over and asked aloud: "My dear friend, what's wrong with you? Do you think there is anything wrong with Lucia? Or, are you fascinated by her beauty?" Living?"

"Eh—" Li Cha looked at Sherlock and said, "It's not a big deal, but I think this maid of yours is more like a girl I saw at the auction."

The girl trembled when she heard this, as if recalling bad memories, which also showed that Li Cha did not admit the wrong person.

Sensing the girl's emotions, Sherlock stood up quickly, patted the girl's shoulder reassuringly, then looked at Li Cha, and said thoughtfully: "Is it an auction, uh, the one who sold Lucia to me People, it seems to have been mentioned."

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