"Lyrics: Xian Yu"
"Composer: Xian Yu"
"Arrangement: Xian Yu"
"Singer: Xian Yu"
The captions denoting the song information drift about, "Xian Yu's style," all-rounded and familiar, float by as Xu Tao closes his eyes slightly.
Inside the slightly dim office.
The prelude of the song had quietly begun.
In the melodious music box, notes from a violin weave in strangely.
The mysterious cello constantly reappears in discordant notes, a tense atmosphere quietly permeates, and then comes the sound of a typewriter, both orderly and chaotic, followed by the official singing of the song—
"December, 1893, the alley is clear
The Seventh Chapter of Night, the typewriter continues, advancing closer to the next line of truth
The smoke from the elder tree pipe wafts towards the withered tree, crying out to me silently
The circular square adjacent to Baker Street
The iris badge on the armoured knight's arm shines faintly
The sound of an empty carriage echoing in the night visit.
..."
