My name is Hector Sparker, I am standing in a green meadow and listening to the wind trying to blow through my ears. I, a twenty-five-year-old young man, is enjoying an ordinary life to the point of mediocrity.“Hector..”, a distant call drew my attention, “Do you participate in the contest in the village?”That is Elena, Elena Ween, the girl I had been alone for so long. Elena is as beautiful as a lily, both fragrant and beautiful to ecstasy. My favorite is Elena's smile, that smile is like the power of the sun, it can erase all the darkness in my life. Today, Elena is especially beautiful in a long navy blue dress, which is my favorite color, and she is asking me to participate in the traditional Hill competition, the treasure hunt.“I have to join! I'll bring you the most precious treasure," I waved my hand, speaking loudly so Elena could hear.Elena when she heard my words, her cheeks flushed red from embarrassment. It's not that I don't know Elena's feelings for me, but I really

All eyes were on the hated boy Aubrey. Actually, I was surprised too, because I didn't understand why he said such words, "young man"? Obviously, Aubrey looks younger than this cop, but he says it like that. He's always reminding me to be careful but he's careless, what a troublesome kid. I saw that Henry and Watson were both very surprised at Aubrey's change of mood, and I quickly laughed to dispel Watson's doubt. However, without giving me time to react, Aubrey quickly spoke in an innocent voice, just like the boy's age."My uncle keeps complaining about this, I'm just repeating what he said to me on the train, don't mind brother Watson. Oh Uncle Michael, didn't you come here to ask Uncle Henry about Pacular Whisker and Ancanta Sparker? Why are you so quiet, are you tired?"As soon as he heard that I was tired, Henry quickly opened the door and said, "Yes, I was careless and didn't notice that you two had come a long way. Come on, let's go inside first and then we'll talk later. The

Watson flipped through the pages of Pacular Whisker files and started digging. The man went missing in Rome in 1455 and left a family of three dead. No, it's not three people, it's the dead two; The boy in that family has mysteriously disappeared and no one knows where the son of that family went. Watson flipped through the missing person files, which was not a difficult task for him. After more than three years working in Naples, he more or less learned how to look up the fastest.The image that appeared before his eyes was a blurry image; Perhaps the file has been around for nearly a hundred years, so the lines on the picture are no longer clearly visible. However, the name on the file is still quite clear. These are the family members of Pacular Whisker, Watson sees each name in turn: Drusilla Gray: wife of Pacular Whisker, formerly divorced and Pacular is her later husband. Aubrey Gray: Drusilla's stepchild with her previous husband. Ariana Whisker: Drusilla and Pacular's daugh

"Hey man, you can't sleep out here. The weather in Bologna is getting colder and colder, if you don't sleep here, you'll get sick."The soft voice of a young girl resounded in Watson's head, he sat up wearily. Since he hasn't been able to get a good night's sleep these past few nights, he feels like he's become homeless. Watson looked up at the sky dejectedly, the sky was still blue, but his heart was aching. He remembered the day he had an argument with his father, Mr. Henry, he ran out of the house and drank a lot of alcohol to relieve his grief. Watson's nature is not bad but he is too straightforward if not too hot-tempered, what he wants to do, no one can stop him, even his father.Watson felt as if his head were being hit by a few hammers, perhaps it was the alcohol that made him feel like he was completely empty. Watson put his hand on his forehead, he tried to open his eyes wide to know where he was, but in front of him was a girl, a girl with jet-black eyes and shoulder-lengt

"Sir", a police officer came as if to announce something very important. In his hand was a piece of paper, apparently reporting a problem, "We have been informed that a female body has been discovered in a basement room on Mars Street."“Then why report to me? Can't you see I've been too busy. The riots are ongoing, this time another girl has been murdered, which may give the rioters reason to wreak more havoc. It is a headache!." , said Mr. Louis, rubbing his temples with his hands, perhaps he hasn't had a good night's sleep these past few nights, so he feels extremely tired.“Yes sir, the problem is that the female body is believed to be Miss Rose Dwen, your eldest daughter…”The sound gradually faded in the minister's ears, he began to get dizzy when he heard the important news. Is it Rose, your eldest daughter? It wasn't true, he wondered to himself. When the policeman spread out pictures of the body at the scene on the table, Louis saw that the room was filled with darkness, surr