Vol 2 Chapter 509: Rotted wood lane

Sherlock saw that Richard hadn't responded for a long time, and he said with a guilty conscience: "Can't it, then... or I'll help you find Baraz Silver. Although you can find it, the number is inaccurate. I can help."
"This..." Li Cha thought for a while, considering that during the research process, he really couldn't say how much metal palladium to use, and this metal can also be stored, nodded and agreed, "Well, then you Help find Balas Silver."
"Then it's done!"
"Sure, I'll go first." Richard said toward the door of the warehouse.
"I'll send you." Sherlock followed quickly, caringly, "In other words, will your research be stalled before you find Balas Silver?"
"Now the research seems to stop, but the rest can be done."
"That's not bad, by the way, please tell me more about what Balas Silver looks like. I will make a mistake when I save."
"Okay." Richard nodded and said, "First of all, the appearance is silvery white, then the texture is relatively soft, and the ductility and plasticity are excellent... so to speak, you can think of it as a special Silver, but compared with ordinary silver, it weighs about one-eighth. On the market, an ounce weighs about 0.775 pounds, which is more than three quarters."
"One ounce, more than three quarters of a pound." Sherlock nodded seriously.
"There is one more point," Richard said. "Brazil silver will be brighter than silver. I will not elaborate on the reason, because silver will come into contact with oxygen in the air and oxidize and become black. Balas Silver doesn’t, it’s always shiny..."
"Shiny look." Sherlock nodded seriously again.
At this moment, Richard suddenly seemed to have thought of some important and missing clues, and suddenly stopped talking, stood still, stopped in place, and frowned deeply.
"What's wrong?" Sherlock looked at Richard and asked aloud.
Richard slowly turned his head to look at Sherlock and asked, "Do you remember, your clock is a collection similar to the one I brought out at the beginning?"
"Well, of course, I kept it in my bedroom. I just showed it to you. How could you forget it?" Sherlock said. "But... what's wrong with that thing?"
"It's not a problem." Li Cha shook his head, his eyes glowing strangely, "I suddenly thought that your clock is silver-white and shiny."
"You mean..." Sherlock's eyes widened, and he suddenly understood what.
At this time, Richard quickly asked out loud: "How long have you been holding that clock?"
"Uh, for months."
"Have you not scrubbed anything?"
"No."
"So, is it always so bright?"
"It has always been so bright!" Sherlock said affirmatively, looking more excited than Richard. "I know, that clock must be made of Balas silver!"
"Now, I'm not completely sure. I need to test it." Richard shakes his head and keeps his composure, then frowns. "But after all, I just thought about the watchmaker just now, and I almost missed the material of the watch. , This is a mistake."
"It's okay." Sherlock said aloud because he was extremely honoured to be able to help. "No need to say more, you should test it now. If it is really Balas Silver, I will immediately Remove the clock and experiment with its case.
Although I have a little pain, in front of our great friendship, it is nothing. Besides, don’t you have a similar one, although it’s smaller, I accept it. "
"Huh?" Li Cha flashed his eyes and glanced at Sherlock, couldn't help saying: "What are you thinking about!"
"How?" Sherlock couldn't help but whispered, "Why, am I thinking something wrong?"
Richard looked at Sherlock and slowly said: "You didn't think wrong, but thought too ideally. You don't think about it, even if your watch is made of palladium metal, but only one case is multiple? It’s useless for me."
"This--" Sherlock breathed, grasping the gold hair hard, "So, I still can't help?"
"No, you can help." Richard said, "But instead of disassembling the clock, tell me the source of the clock. The shell of the clock is Balas silver, so there should be more in the hands of the maker of the clock. More than this kind of metal is right-as long as you find each other, then you can solve the problem.
Originally, I also thought that after the research was over, I would contact the other party and save the extra-budgetary branches. It now appears that it is necessary to contact the other party. "
"Is that so?" Sherlock said in a sudden enlightenment, and then said to himself, "Ah, I shouldn't have an idea in front of you. The more positive, the more silly I feel, maybe I have a long head Just to appear taller."
Richard glanced at Sherlock, unreasonable, and said: "Tell me the source of the clock."
"Okay." Sherlock said, "This clock, I got it from a friend~EbookFREE.me~ Well, old friend-this old, does not mean that we have known for a long time, but because he is very Old, and we have met one or two friends, so we are old friends..."
...
After half a ring.
Richard walked out of Sherlock's courtyard.
Sherlock sent Richard out and asked, confirming while walking, "Are you really going to find each other?"
"if not?"
"Then I can remind you that the other party is very weird, very dangerous, and particularly dislikes contact with strangers. When I saw him on the first side, I was almost bitten by a dog. You... you better be careful."
"I will." Richard said.
"By the way, there is... Balasin, do you still need me to help you find it?"
"Continue to look for it." Richard said after thinking for a while, "It's hard to say whether you can get Balasin from the other party. Even if you get it, it may not be completely enough. If you help find it, there is no bad thing."
"That's good, then it's wrapped in me!" Sherlock patted the chest, but the result was a bit ruthless. He couldn't help coughing and said goodbye while coughing, "Cough...Cough...Cough... …Goodbye."
"Goodbye," Richard said, waving away with Sherlock, who couldn't look straight.
...
At noon.
In the north of Florence, there is a remote alley called "rot wood".
Because of the narrowness and the high courtyard walls of this alley, the sun barely enters, and it looks very dark and damp. The corners are covered with moss, mushrooms are emerging in clusters, and the atmosphere is weird. Except the people living in the alley, almost no one comes here.
Richard is here.