“Seven days! You went out to fool for seven days! You disobedient child! After going out for so long, you didn’t come to say hello to me as soon as possible! Instead, you wandered around at home! Unfilial son! Eyed wolf!”
The sharp female voice did not stop and cursed, but no one walked out of the room behind the door.
Sherlock quickly came back to his senses from the shock.
From the tone of this voice, he could roughly guess that the person who spoke should be the original owner’s mother, but this mother’s attitude towards her son was really not very good, and the words of insults were very ugly.
And it can be heard that she should be very angry now, but even though she was so irritable, she still had no intention of walking out of the room.
Instead, he kept insulting Sherlock.
“Why did I give you up? You bastard! It’s because of you! Your father abandoned me! You are a disaster star! You haven’t come back for seven days! Come in and clean me up!”
Her ugly insult made Sherlock frown.
He is not a fool, and of course he has found something wrong now.
This woman who scolded her, without a door handle, looked a little abnormal in the room behind the wooden door.
Looking at the dim light behind the door, after hesitating for a moment, Sherlock did not choose to respond to the person suspected to be the original mother of the owner, but decided to enter the room and take a look.
There is no suspense here that is the original owner’s home.
If there is a problem at his home, it means that the original Sherlock must have a problem.
Now they have become ones. If they want to inherit the legacy and live a stable life in this world, Sherlock naturally has to figure out his own problems.
He walked lightly to the door without a handle, and the screams behind the door continued. He took a deep breath, adjusted his condition, then pushed the door open completely, and walked in.
The room behind the door is not big.
It is similar to a normal bedroom, about twenty or thirty square meters.
A row of wooden bookshelfs are placed on one side of the room, with thick large pieces on it. It should be a study room here.
What illuminates the entire room is not the chandelier hanging on the ceiling, but five candles.
What shocked Sherlock was that these five candles were not placed honestly on the table, but were supported by candlesticks, completely violating Newton’s law of universal gravitation, and just floating quietly in the air!
After entering the door, he finally saw the true face of the woman who was constantly shouting and scolding.
That’s not a thingWhat a real person, but a photo hanging on the wall facing the door!
The woman in the photo has her hair loose, looking crazy and irritable. She stares out of the painting with her eyes that seem to be about to jump out, and keeps cursing dirty words in her mouth.
“Maggot! Wild dog! What kind of expression do you have! When I see me, I don’t even want to call you mother, right?…”
All the words she said did not even have a letter into Sherlock’s mind. He established a materialist worldview of the world for more than twenty years, and was violently impacted by everything in front of him at this time.
He walked to the woman’s photo with an incredible expression, reached out and touched the framed photo, confirming that it was indeed just an ordinary paper photo, not an electronic screen playing videos recorded in advance.
If time travel can be explained by a scientific phenomenon that humans have not discovered, then the candles flying in the air and the paper photos that make sounds with kinetic energy can only be explained by supernatural events or magic!
It was only at this time that Sherlock realized it later.
The world I traveled to was probably not just a simple world in the late 20th century Britain, but it was not just the room where he was and himself.
The world he is in now is probably the biggest problem!