"Mr. Shire? Are you all right?" A low pitched greeting sounded in Xia Ran's ear, which made him immediately feel wrong - he clearly had a rest in the room he rented alone, how could someone else's greetings suddenly ring in his ear? And what is the name asking?
He quickly opened his eyes and immediately saw something incredible:
I am sitting in a car, and there is a lot of space in the back row. This is usually the treatment of a longer car for the rich. There are all kinds of cigarettes and hot gold lighters on his left side. Not far from the front right is a small bar with drinks of various colors.
At this time, an old man with gray hair and perm marks is pulling the glass separating the front seat and looking at himself with concern. Xia Ran's image is vaguely reflected in his eyes.
But Xia Ran did not pay attention to these details, and he was extremely shocked. The old man with a little wrinkles on his face and a kind smile had two sharp ears on his head!
What the hell? I should have given my best friend the key. He picked me up on the luxury car, and then everyone laughed and talked about wearing cat ears to participate in the diffuse exhibition?! Old man, you seem to be dying of childlike innocence. You even chose cat ear dress As soon as he complained in his heart, he was badly choked.
The ears on the old man's head moved nimbly, really like animals.
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The collar of the old man's clothes was tidily cleaned, and his smile widened: "OK, you don't need to panic. This is just a necessary procedure."
What kind of inevitable procedure? How can your smile have the feeling that you don't smile
The huge memory squeezed into his head like a data stream, which made Xia Ran have to endure pain and recall at the same time.
This Is this crossing?
Xia Ran, who was once a liberal arts student in the Great Heavenly Dynasty, usually has more contact with literature, reads online articles, and also has his own works, so he is not unfamiliar with Crossing, and has had similar fantasies in the Second Middle School.
Xia Ran takes a deep breath, calms down and thinks, and finally finds that he seems to have really passed through.
The original owner of the body was named Sher Shylock, a Victorian, whose parents died of illness when they were young. He worked as a logistics student, was admitted to the Royal Victoria College, and obtained a double doctorate in psychology and criminal investigation. After graduation, he became a writer and a deputy private detective.
Just now the old man's name was Old Ike, and he was the housekeeper of Count Barton Limon in the Kingdom of Victoria. The count invited Sherlock to interrogate the intelligence. This is because in a previous case, only Shire was invited by the count to solve the case.
Thinking of this, Xia Ran not only has a headache, because the original Sher Shylock has no criminal investigation ability at all. He can solve the case only because the prisoner is employed by the count. When he is on guard, he is met by Sher Shylock who can't sleep to smoke in the middle of the night.
Your doctor of criminal investigation is to write novels and get gimmicks. You are a man with the name of Shylock When he thought of the best-selling girls' books covered with the suspense of detectives, he was unable to complain, and even wanted to take a closer look at them.
Xia Ran suddenly feels melancholy and confused. In the memory of the original owner, the level of scientific and technological development of this world called Tara is not much different from that of the original world called Earth, and neither of them has the ability of interstellar navigation.
In addition, Tara often suffers from a natural disaster called "natural disaster", which is basically the same as "nuclear winter".
In the Tara world, there is a mineral called source stone, which is much stronger than the nuclear energy of the earth. However, in the memory of the original owner, Xia Ran did not even find that any country has used science and technology to explore the nature of "natural disasters", or has gone through the atmosphere to observe the world.
Um This means that in the most optimistic case, the earth and the world are in the same dimension, and he has no hope to return to the earth.
After sorting out the train of thought, it will be followed by a pessimistic, melancholy, confused mood. Xia Ran is a dutiful, cheerful, lively and sociable person on the earth. She has friends, familiar sand sculpture netizens and sand sculpture readers, but these seem to have become a thing of the past In the face of such unexpected disasters, he had the impulse to turn into a salted fish and roll on the ground, or lose the ability to think and become the ultimate creature.
In addition, he thought of the game console, game CDs, and hand made cartoons at home, and a wordless egg hurt
He kept changing his sitting posture, raising his head and closing his eyes.
He noticed that he was wearing formal clothes made of exquisite soft cloth, and that there were traces of smoke yellow on his hands, which were not owned by him on the earth.
Xia Ran slowly closed her eyes, then opened them again and said silently: From now on, I will be Sherlock.
......
"Mr. Shire, how do you feel now?" With the dull sound, Shire's body involuntarily leans forward slightly, and it should be parking. At the same time, old Ike, the housekeeper, also pulled down the window and cast his eyes.
"Thank you for your concern. I feel very good now. Where are we now?" The first exit is a translation tone that is fundamentally different from what we used to say. Although the two people use a common language, Charles still feels like traveling abroad when he was on the earth.
I guess it can't be changed Charles compared with a "Victoria" country on the earth and found that wherever the Victorians were, they were polite and polite enough to be tactful, but respectable and ridiculous.
Take things as they come.
"We are in the suburbs," old Shire replied, and then disappeared into the window. Later, the door on the right side of Shire was opened. Old Ike, wearing a butler's tuxedo and a ruby brooch pinned to his chest, politely and respectfully asked him to get off.
I can only see it in the film Shire got out of the car and followed old Ike. Suddenly, she saw the other side's cocked tail and almost stumbled. She even forgot to complain at the first time.
"You forgot your hat." Old Ike suddenly turned around and smiled meaningfully.
It occurred to Charles that he stepped back to take his hat. At the moment he put it on, his hands suddenly froze.
Nima, where's my ear?!
No wonder I have always felt that there is something wrong. In this world, the traits of some animals similar to the earth are very common in people. Every race has its own characteristics.
Um Originally, Shire wanted to conquer a group of beast ear and tail girls, but now he is like a husky in the wolves. Everyone has cute plush ears, but he doesn't. Will the cute ear ladies also regard ears and tails as aesthetic standards?!
"You seem really uncomfortable," old Ike said with a smile. "I remember you always wore hats because of the disease you had since childhood."
Is this the NPC prompt that every protagonist always keeps after crossing Shire made a false alarm: "Yes... but I think I can get rid of that kind of pain."
He had a goal and tried hard to search his memory. Finally, he remembered that he had no tail and ears because his parents had suffered from the latent ore disease when they gave birth to him, which caused his character loss.
Does the owner of such an important thing care nothing at all? I even had to waste a lot of energy to remember The original owner doesn't think it's more independent
Walking along the path lit by street lights, they didn't talk much. Shire looked around at the buildings and found that they were almost the same as those on the earth.
Isn't this really a parallel world? Or like those books I read, there are other pioneers A special idea came to Shire's mind.
However, it is unlikely that Why do you travel through?
He thought about it carefully, and finally came to the conclusion that the biggest reason might be the meteor that passed by the place where he lived.
"Here we are." Old Ike stopped in front of a three story villa and knocked on the front gate of the yard.
After a moment's waiting, someone opened the door respectfully. Old Ike threw away his image of the guests and walked straightly. At the same time, someone nodded and smiled beside him, constantly pleasing him.
"Haven't you got any useful information yet?"
"No, he didn't let up at all, no matter what means we used. This is not the same as the previous goal."
"Ho ho, this is the goal that the crazy people deliberately left behind. Of course, they can delay our time, but this time I called a professional." After saying that, he turned his head and looked kindly at Shire.
Shire tightened her hand and obviously felt that old Ike's smile was meaningful. He tried to answer calmly: "I will try my best."
Several people came to the basement of the villa, which was heavily guarded, and there were many tough men with weapons to guard.
"Go, Shylock, pry his mouth open."
"His name is Andres, a Utopian. He was caught two days ago. He has the information of the Pope in his hands, which is what I need."
"Shylock, if we don't get what we want... Oh, it's no big problem. We will know eventually."
the pontiff? In the world in the memory of the original Lord, only the remote Shiraz is a religious country, and their religious leader is a saint Things are getting worse and worse.
Shire squinted and walked quietly into the room. From the old housekeeper's sudden change of tone, he realized that this sudden task was a bit tricky.
——
Walking into the dark room, a man with a thick beard was lying on his back in a chair. His clothes were broken in many places, and there were blood stains in the broken places.
Shire used to be a small man who had never seen a big scene before, but now he can only endure the discomfort, recall the memory of the original owner and the interrogation scenes he has seen, and say: "Andres?"
“......”
"Let me introduce myself. I'm Sher Shylock, a lawyer. I'm here to help you."
"Hehe... Cough, I can't get out of here alive."
"I really come to help you, and I swear by my ore disease." Shire skillfully used his skills. The ore disease patients are the collective in the world who cannot get justice. He wanted to win sympathy and reduce the psychological defense of the other side.
"Ah... can ore patients still be lawyers?"
"There is always a fair place."
"Never fair!" The other side looked up, opened his bloodshot eyes, and quickly interrupted.
"Fairness is acquired from each other. If you just tell me something, maybe you can get fairness." Shire looked at Andres' rough face and said.
It's said that Usas people are bad tempered and sometimes stubborn like bears.
no He looked at Andres' round ears, worried that the other side would suddenly burst out and shouted "the power of tm bear" to beat himself to death.
"... I won't say."
Andres stared at Shire's face and fell silent.
Um We are in a stalemate. There is only so much information
"Let's talk about the Pope."
"You have no chance."
"Andres, where you were captured, those innocent people were also captured. What you suffered, they were also suffering from what you suffered."
“......”
Shire sighed hopelessly, got up and went out, said to old Ike, "I didn't succeed, I need more information."
"That's what I expected, Shire." Old Ike squeezed out a smile and said, "Come on, let's go in and have a look."
Shire was worried, but obviously there was no room for him to refuse or resist.
