Sherlock… was in such a daze… and was dragged away…
Usually, he would boast that his brain was not too rusty, but at this moment, he could not follow the train of thought.
He was being grabbed by the hand and pulled along in a clumsy manner.
The girl in front of him had blond hair, which was thin and braided into a simple braid that was swinging from side to side on the back of her head. Some of her scattered hair happened to blend with the dim sunlight.
She was clearly panicking and did not even dare to look back. However, she held a paper bag in her hand tightly. There was bread and other things inside.
What… was this girl doing?
Logically speaking, the girl saw that Sherlock was being followed and felt that he was in danger, so she came to help him… Sherlock understood this.
However, he was puzzled. This girl was actually helping a stranger like him?
Was there such an idiot in this era?
