antique on the run

Saiwei felt distressed, but Qi Xiao himself didn't care about it.

"It's nothing, I don't think there is any hard work."

You must know that antique collection is a race against time. High-intensity and high-paced work is commonplace for antique collection hunters. As a well-known expert in the industry, Qi Xiao used to work harder than this. He has experienced chasing antique albums, and in his opinion, this is not hard work at all.

"Okay, okay, I know you are dedicated." Saiwei spread his hands helplessly, "But Qi Xiao, you have to know that you were just a person in the past, but now I am by your side, I am your lover, remember?"

He got up and walked behind Qi Xiao, bent down and put his arms around Qi Xiao's shoulders, "As a colleague, I admire and appreciate your dedication, but as a lover..." He paused, and leaned closer to Qi Xiao's In the ear, "Qi Xiao, I hope you can cherish yourself more, otherwise I will be very distressed."

He took Qi Xiao's hand, and gently placed it on his chest, and the steady and strong heartbeat underneath was very clear, "Try to take some of the burden on my shoulders, then you will be more relaxed, and I would be happier too."

Because that is the proof that you trust me, and the proof that I am different from others in your heart.

The ambiguous sweet fragrance permeated between the two of them again, as if the air was gradually warming up, Saiwei slowly approached Qi Xiao's ear, and saw that the originally white earlobe was covered with a layer of light pink, he couldn't help but reveal A silent smile, opening his mouth to swallow it, but...

Boom boom boom!

There was a quick knock on the door, and then the door creaked open.

"Sherlock, you have a guest, I'll take him on... Oh! My God! Sherlock, what are you doing to John?"

Mrs. Hudson was petrified by the scene inside the house.

She covered her mouth in surprise, and pointed at Saiwei with trembling fingers, "How can you, how can you..."

Seway thought she was going to say 'how can you do such a thing to John' or 'how can you be so contemptuous of John', who knows that the old lady trembled for a long time and said: "How can you hide it from me! "

Mrs. Hudson seemed very annoyed, and said angrily: "I have asked you so many times, Sherlock, so many times, I asked you and John if this is the relationship, but you deny it every time! If I hadn't bumped into you today, hey, Sherlock, are you going to never tell me about you and John?"

As soon as she clapped her hands, she had a rare flash of thought, "No wonder you were so unhappy when I asked John to bring Mary to me just now! Well, you sure don't want John to marry another girl!"

Thinking of this, she turned to Qi Xiao with disapproval: "But, John, you are doing this wrong. If you have settled down with Sherlock, then you shouldn't delay other girls. child."

Saiwei: "..."

Qi Xiao: "..."

Mrs. Hudson's associative thinking is truly terrifying.

Also, I always feel a little sorry for the real Sherlock Holmes and Watson...

"Well, Mrs. Hudson, did you just say that I have guests?" Sewe touched his chin and used his usual trick to change the subject.

"Oh, that's right! Guests!" Mrs. Hudson slapped her head violently, and turned sideways to make way for the man who had been standing behind her.

The man was wearing a gray overcoat, and he slowly took off his felt hat, revealing a thin face and a pair of sharp black eyes.

He is a good friend of Sherlock Holmes and Scotland Yard Inspector Lestrade.

However, at this moment, the embarrassment on Mr. Inspector's face was obvious.

"I'm sorry, Sherlock." He spread his hands and said apologetically, "I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation."

Sherlock and Dr. Watson are actually a couple, this kind of thing is really... so exciting.

Saiwei held his forehead helplessly and said, "Uh, please don't worry about it, Lestrade, things are not what you imagined."

But even though he said so, Sewell knew without thinking that Lestrade would not believe it.

Sure enough, Lestrade showed a clear look, stepped forward and patted Sai Wei on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Okay, I don't misunderstand."

Then he bowed his head and greeted Qi Xiao who was still sitting on the sofa: "Good afternoon, Dr. Watson."

Qi Xiao nodded, "Good afternoon, Inspector Lestrade."

Although Qi Xiao hadn't spoken just now, in fact he used this time to think carefully. Qi Xiao felt that for the sake of Holmes and Watson's reputation and the sight of antiques in the void, he still had to reject Sai Wei in this time and space. All intimacy is better.

In this way, poor Saiwei was completely deprived of not only sexual blessings, but even the last bit of welfare...

"Lestrade, tell me about the case you have brought."

Sai Wei sat beside Qi Xiao, and raised his hand to signal Lestrade to sit on the sofa opposite.Lestrade sat down as promised, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know that I came to you for a case?"

"Of course, you came to me for a case other than drinking. Seeing how formal and dusty you are now..." He looked Lestrade from head to toe, "I'm afraid you came from the place where the crime happened." Yes."

Thinking about Holmes' usual tone, he raised his head and said to Mrs. Hudson: "Dear Mrs. Hudson, please bring us two glasses of whiskey. Thank you. Oh, and John doesn't like to drink. Give him a glass of lemonade." alright."

The tone was natural and casual, obviously used to order Mrs. Hudson.

"Sherlock! How many times have I told you that I am your landlady, not your nanny!" Mrs. Hudson said angrily, "Don't always ask me to do these things!"

"Okay, okay, I know," Sewell nodded kindly, "You are not my nanny, you are my landlady, I know." He got up and gently pushed the thin Mrs. Hudson out of the room. Said: "But please, Mrs. Hudson."

Then the door slammed shut.

"Okay, now let's talk about the case." Sewe dusted off his hands, sat back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and leaned lazily on the back of the sofa.

"What do you guess?" asked Lestrade.

"Oh, my friend, this is not guessing." Seve narrowed his eyes, "This is reasoning, understand? Reasoning. New conclusions are generated through known information and logic of thinking. I think you probably still Not knowing how to use your temple of thought."

Seeing that he was going to start a long speech again, Lestrade quickly raised his hands in surrender and said, "Okay, Sherlock, you don't need to talk about these questions anymore, but now I want to hear what you see from me."

He gave a sly smile, "Come on, Sherlock, my friend, use your... temple of thought, and tell me what you see."

Seville suddenly sat up straight, put his palms together on his chin, fixed his gaze on Lestrade for five seconds, and said quickly: "You came from the crime scene instead of Scotland Yard, and you are wearing your favorite clothes. Wool gray coat, I saw your collar when you first entered the door, it is very flat and docile, there is no trace of being hung or folded, which means that you have never taken off your coat."

"But what does this mean?" Lestrade looked back at his collar in confusion, and asked unwillingly, "Does this mean that I haven't been back to Scotland Yard?"

"Of course. If you have been to Scotland Yard, you must hang your coat and felt hat in the office according to your habit, so there must be marks on the collar. But there are no traces now, which means that the place you went to is not Scotland Yard. "

"Then why does it have to be the place where the crime happened? Can't I go to a certain cafe or restaurant?"

"Of course it's impossible, my friend." Sevinu raised his chin, "Your shoes have fine grass clippings and black mud, and the grass stalks are yellowish and a little dry, which means that you have been to a place that no one takes care of. It has not rained today, but your shoes are stained with mud, which means that the land is very humid, and it is likely to be the shore of a river or a lake."

He closed his eyes, subconsciously compared the different widths of his fingers on his chest, "There are not many rivers in London. Before you came, I heard the sound of carriage bells downstairs. You chose to take a carriage instead of a car. It means that the crime took place within the urban area, and you didn’t choose to walk, which means that it’s not too close to Baker Street, and there aren’t many river mouths where you can easily find a carriage, and the only river that fits so many characteristics…”

His eyes suddenly lit up, "The Thames."

He relaxed and leaned against the back of the sofa again, "How about it, Lestrade, am I right?"

Lestrade's face changed, and finally he said unwillingly: "Unfortunately, all hit."

"Then let's talk about what happened." Sewell changed his posture, and his eyes fell on Inspector Lestrade's cuffs, "Your shirt and coat cuffs have been folded , which means you've rolled them up. Your usual gold watch has been taken off and visually... well, in your coat pocket, which means you're doing things that get in the way. Well, Lestrade , you tried to examine the body, didn't you?"

You need to wear elastic rubber leather gloves when examining the corpse. Too long sleeves and watches on your wrists will become obstacles.

"But you didn't." Saiwei stood up suddenly, pacing back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, "Your clothes and knees are not stained with any mud or grass, and there are no wrinkles in the trousers at the knees, which means You never squatted down."

If the corpse was placed on the ground, it would be impossible to examine the corpse by standing it all the time. Lestrade, who had been a detective for many years, would certainly know this.

"So something made you retreat, my friend." Seville suddenly stopped, and looked at Lestrade with a half-smile, "You put on gloves but didn't examine the body. There are only two possibilities. Either It’s because the condition of the corpse is too simple and clear, there is no need to examine it carefully, or…hehe, Lestrade, you are frightened and can’t do anything.”

He approached Lestrade step by step, looked down at Mr. Inspector, "If the case of the corpse was simple, then you wouldn't have come to me, but you came here in such a hurry, it shows that this case is very complicated, Scotland The field cannot be breached at all, so it can only be the second type." He bent down suddenly, staring straight into Lestrade's gray eyes, "My friend, you are afraid, the corpse It makes you feel intimidated, the detective who has handled countless cases dare not examine a dead body, ha..."

His whole body was filled with a kind of extreme excitement and joy, "What an interesting thing, John, let's go, the game begins!"