After booking a room in a local hotel, Bo Fu began to sway and enjoy the scenery here... To say how good the scenery here is, it is basically nonsense - a typical temperate sludge plant environment, in addition to the wet swamps, it is a wilderness full of small stones, but a considerable field has been reclaimed here, with oats and alfalfa growing in the fields, and local farmers live a day by potatoes and animal husbandry.
Bo Fu walked in the fields with his cane, and from time to time he left the road and ran directly into the fields. It was not surprising to the locals on one side. There were already many "scientists" like this in this year, and from time to time he ran to the wilderness to find something that ghosts knew. Moreover, locals often saw people digging in swamps, as if they were looking for prehistoric relics. Usually they called this kind of person "a man in the city who was full and full..."
There is a thick fog here in the morning and afternoon. When you can see the sun on one day, it is from 10 am to 3 pm. This is still in summer. If it is autumn or winter, you can see the sun on one day, from 10 am to 1 pm. The rest of the time, there are thick or light mists covering this place.
Bofu walked to the Baskerville Building, the largest house in the area. He looked inside through the iron railing, but not on the railing. Bofu was like an ordinary walker, just occasionally looking up at the big stone house. Soon he walked along the road outside the railing to the place where Sir Baskerville hung the site that was not written in the report. Bofu stood in the direction where the guy fell and looked around calmly, but soon he pointed his cane and left. Bofu returned to the hotel, preparing to wait for the beginning of the matter, "Interesting, that puppy is now in peace... I hope Mr. Holmes can catch the murderer smoothly."
The weather here is not good, not just because of fog. It often rains here and the temperature is not high. The drizzle can easily make people from subtropical or sunny places very uncomfortable. Fortunately, there is a fireplace in every room in the hotel. Bofu sat in the rocking chair in front of the fireplace and watched the rumors and tabloids. He was very happy to pay attention to what was going to happen soon - it would be better if it weren't for those "delicious" English.
Two days later, Dr. Watson braved the heavy rain and came to the building with Dr. Motimo and a young man in a carriage. On the other end of the road, in the room of a two-story hotel, Bo Fu stood in front of the window and looked at the people - although it was at least five hundred meters away, for Bo Fu, it was no different from being under the window.
The progress of the case was as expected by Bofu, but at this time Bofu devoted more energy to another thing - a man named Van Helsing who passed by while waiting for the bus in London came to the Austro-Hungarian Empire in Bofu's global divine eyes. The middle-aged man brought a priest to Wallachia, where they repeatedly inquire about some legends. There are indeed many legends about them that they want to know - the legend of Count Dracula. Some people even took them to see the cemetery in the village and pointed out for them which people died in the attack by vampires.
Van Helsing naturally worked part-time at night. He took the priest to dig open the indicated tomb during the day with a shovel, then covered his mouth and nose with a cloth. The priest murmured a string of Bibles with a cross, and then took out a bottle as if facing a great enemy. The coffin opened, and there was no foul air inside. There was only a skeleton inside, and there was a thick wooden stake in the heart between the skeleton's ribs penetrated through. "It seems that according to tradition, those who died of blood sucking by vampires must pierce his heart with wooden stakes to be buried..." In Bofu's ear, Van Helsing's words seemed to be right beside him. Bofu closed his eyes slightly and sat in the second floor guest room of a small hotel in the countryside of England. In front of him was a warm fireplace, the rocking chair was slightly shaking, and Bofu watched what happened thousands of miles away in the spell.
"This vampire is better than what we have killed before, and it seems a little different......" Van Helsing said again, and then he signaled the priest to help close the coffin, then jumped out of the pit and began to fill in the soil.
"Of course, the vampires and werewolfs you killed before were completely different from Dracula......Those guys can only be said to be human-shaped bats that know illusions." Bo Fu, who is thousands of miles away, answered Van Helsing's question in the rocking chair, but of course Van Helsing didn't know Bo Fu's words.
The case of Sherlock Holmes is also progressing very quickly, and all the people who appeared in the case have already performed. Later on this day, Bofu's eyes passed through the fog and saw Sherlock Holmes walking towards the other side of the Baskerville Building through the fog. In the past few days, Bofu has met with Sherlock Holmes more than once, and he also knows that Holmes must have known the people here in detail - for Bofu, Holmes thinks he is just a traveler here, because an Oriental face is still easy to remember in this place.
The fog is getting heavier and the night has already covered the place. At nine o'clock in the evening - Bofu looked at the watch, and the pointer on the pocket watch was already pointed at nine o'clock. Suddenly, a faint gunshot sounded in the swamp. The fog made the sound less easy to spread and blurred the direction of the sound. But this was not a problem for Bofu - because he was standing on the walkway extending from the swamp to the Baskerville Building. In the fog and moonlight, this was dry
There are small hills and large stone walkways on both sides of the road, and there is no fork in the road ahead. The forked landmarks are very obvious, and generally speaking, you won’t go the wrong way. Bo Fu is standing here now, and the gunfire sounds from a few minutes ago came in front of him. Bo Fu took a few steps and saw three people lying around the ground to rescue him. A huge black dog lies beside them, with burning light flowing in his mouth and chest.
"What happened here?" Bo Fu asked knowingly.
Then he walked over, and the three of them had already seen clearly that it was Sherlock Holmes, Watson and Restrade. The man they saw was the Eastern passenger in the hotel and put his guard down. But Bofu did not go very close, and the man lying on the ground had woken up. Bofu listened to Holmes and Restrade discussing the matter tonight with Watson, but he did not interrupt. When Restrade turned his head and said, "Sir, how could you be here at this time?"
"Oh, I'm just used to taking a night walk, and after the walk, I'll go back and take a shower and have a drink before going to bed. What? What a great thing happened today? What a big mastiff!" Bofu pretended to be very curious and answered Lestrade's words.
"Okay, we're going to catch that guy!" Holmes said impatiently, and he gently pulled Watson, "Sir Henry should be fine! Let's hurry! Hurry up and catch that guy! Although I doubt that he is still in the house now-he must have followed the dog, and must have heard gunshots." (To be continued.