antique on the run

Angrily, Mrs. Hudson came out of the kitchen with two glasses of whiskey and a glass of lemonade. Just as she was about to go upstairs, she ran into Sewe who was running down quickly.

"Oh, Sherlock, where are you going in such a hurry?" She was surprised to see Sewell put on the coat hanging by the door, put on a scarf, and opened the door to rush out.

"I said Sherlock, you don't want whiskey anymore?"

"No more!" Sewell yelled, turned back and said to Mrs. Hudson: "Mrs. Hudson, you don't understand, the game has begun!"

Then he jumped and ran out the door without looking back. Mrs. Hudson was about to call him when she felt a gust of wind blowing past her.

Qi Xiao also ran out.

"My God, what the hell is going on!" Mrs. Hudson looked down at the drinks prepared for them, and angrily stopped the third person who tried to ignore her and go out.

"Mr. Inspector, what are you doing here?"

"Uh, this..." Lestrade was anxious to rush out, but the old lady who stood in front of him didn't dare to force her, so she said, "Let's investigate the case, Mrs. Hudson."

"You don't drink whiskey anymore?"

"Ah, don't drink it. Wait...you can drink it when you come back!"

Mr. Inspector slipped past Mrs. Hudson nimbly and quickly ran out the door, leaving Mrs. Hudson alone in the door and stomping angrily, "This Sherlock!"

Lestrade chased them out at the fastest speed, but unfortunately, just as he chased to the door, the carriage carrying Holmes and Watson had already disappeared.

Lestrade: "..."

Sherlock is indeed a workaholic, he can be forgotten by such an old man...

In fact, of course, Saiwei did not forget that there was Lestrade, he deliberately did not wait for Lestrade, and wanted to talk to Qi Xiao alone for a while.

"I didn't expect you to look like Sherlock Holmes." After getting into the carriage, Qi Xiao was no longer silent and said jokingly.

"The main reason is that I have been influenced by the curator a lot, so I have a better understanding of the character of Sherlock Holmes." Sewell blinked, and said mysteriously: "You probably don't know, but curator Derrick is a loyal fan of Conan Doyle. "

"……Oh?"

"There are so many antiques in the entire Louvre Museum, and there are many valuable and historical ones. It stands to reason that this fragment should not have been paid so much attention. This time, there are only [-] most representative antiques in this century celebration. It can be exhibited, but this fragment will not be available anyway, but it is rare for the curator to abuse his power and insist on including this fragment.”

Sewe smiled innocently and harmlessly, the betrayal of Director Derrick really did not cause any psychological pressure on him.

Qi Xiao didn't expect that the serious and old-fashioned curator Derrick had such a willful side. He suddenly thought that the curator Derrick would definitely ask the old dean to send him even if he didn't hesitate to sacrifice a white-glazed carved gourd vase. I don’t know how much of the reason for coming to the Louvre is because there are fragments of this book among the lost antiques?

After all, with Qi Xiao, a well-known expert in the industry who has never missed a shot, the success rate can be somewhat improved.

What's more, by mistake, his partner is actually the once-famous antique hunting hunter 'Silver Sparrow'... If he still can't catch him back, he will lose face to the antique hunting community!

Qi Xiao didn't think there was anything wrong with Director Derrick's idea. Humans have preferences. When the same thing was brought to the old dean and his beloved gourd bottle, Qi Xiao was very happy in an instant. I can understand Director Derrick.

If it was the gourd bottle that was lost, I am afraid that Director Derrick would not need to speak, the old director would definitely go to Henan to pack Qi Xiao and send him on the plane.

"But thanks to the curator who is crazy about Conan Doyle, he would spread the knowledge about Conan Doyle and Sherlock Holmes to us when there is nothing to do, so Qi Xiao, I am afraid that I know more about this time and space than you." Sai Wei Half joking, half serious.

"My knowledge of this time and space is only limited to the rubbings and some information I checked on the plane." Qi Xiao didn't have the notion that he couldn't admit that his skills were inferior to others, so he said without changing his expression: "Tell me about it." Well, the things you know, but I don't."

The carriage was driving on the hustle and bustle of London's main street, but the atmosphere inside the carriage was so quiet that it was a little weird.

"This is the only Sherlock Holmes novel written by Conan Doyle that has not been finished." Sewell put his elbows on his knees and frowned, "Sir Conan Doyle is a very responsible person. Having left any unfinished stories, especially the Sherlock Holmes series, which is his most popular novel series, it is difficult to imagine him leaving such an incomplete story for posterity."

Qi Xiao asked: "Could it be that the remaining half was lost?"

"No, it's impossible....Speaking of which, have you ever seen the real thing of this fragmented book?"

Qi Xiao shook his head. Conan Doyle's fragments are antiques collected by the Louvre Museum. Unless you visit the Louvre Museum in person, you can't see the real thing.What he has read is only the rubbings of this fragmentary volume.

"That's no wonder." Sai Wei nodded knowingly, "You probably think that this fragment is like those painters' manuscripts, that sheets of manuscript paper are randomly bound together to form a booklet, but in fact it is A book, an unfinished book written on a thick vellum notebook, the paper used by Conan Doyle is probably not even half of this notebook."

Antique Conan Doyle Fragment, but in appearance, it is actually a vintage, cheap and ordinary cowhide notebook. If it is not because it belongs to Sir Conan Doyle, I am afraid that it will eventually end up being sold as waste paper It is impossible to enter the Louvre Museum one day.

Just like what Saiwei said, although this cowhide notebook is very thick, less than half of it has been used, and the remaining half is completely blank.In the corner of the last page with words, Conan Doyle scribbled a sentence: "This is probably not a good story, because this relationship is always not accepted by most people."

Then the story ends abruptly, and no one knows what happened next.

"The name of this fragment is "A Desperate Lover". The story revolves around a murder, and the body was found in the Thames River where we are about to go. You should know all this, so I don't need to tell you more."

Saiwei rubbed his chin slowly with one hand, and said in a deep thought: "Qi Xiao, this is probably the simplest antique we are looking for this time."

It's really simple, because all the details are clearly written in the book. What Sai Wei and Qi Xiao have to do is to follow the narration in the book step by step and push things forward until the story comes to an abrupt end. At that time, their pursuit came to an end.

They don't even need to think about what they said, because the book contains detailed descriptions, just like the series of reasoning that Sewell said to Lestrade just now, they are actually just copying the original words in the book, and then repeating them. Just add some expressions and actions that Holmes often use.

however……

"But Qi Xiao, I want to, just a little, just a little," Sai Wei stretched out his thumb and index finger, making a very short comparison, showing a flattering smile, "Slightly increase the difficulty of our pursuit, what do you think?" ?”

Qi Xiao took a deep look at him, and said word by word: "You want to find the murderer."

After getting along for a long time, the tacit understanding is also enough, Saiwei can know what this guy is thinking with just one look.

It is obviously an unfinished book, and who the murderer is has not been revealed at all. After a long time of speculation and analysis, the posterity can't figure out the truth. This guy actually intends to find the truth of the case while chasing antiques.

Should he be said to be brave or naive.

"Hehe, yes." The purpose was exposed, and Sai Wei was not at all embarrassed, "Don't you want to know who the murderer is?"

Sai Wei thought, this is probably the only chance to know who the murderer in the story described in this fragmented scroll is, because the inferences of later generations can only be deduced from the clues in the book, but he and Qi Xiao are now They really came to this world and became Sherlock Holmes and Watson. If they can find some clues that are not mentioned in the book, then maybe this puzzle that plagues future generations can be solved!

Sai Wei thought very well, but Qi Xiao directly poured cold water on him.

"I'm not interested in knowing."

Qi Xiao said this without blinking.

"Our mission in this time and space is to hunt down antiques and bring Conan Doyle's fragments back to the Louvre, not to be detectives to find the truth."

Casually doing something inconsistent with the description in the book may lead to the failure of Antique Hunt, which is something Qi Xiao absolutely does not allow to happen.

In his position, seeking his job, Qi Xiao has always been able to distinguish what he should do.

Sai Wei did not give up, and said again: "But this is probably the only chance, Qi Xiao, the only chance to know who the murderer in this case really is, if we miss it, maybe we will never know the truth of this case !"

In fact, Sai Wei did not tell Qi Xiao that not only Director Derrick is a loyal fan of Conan Doyle, but also himself, otherwise he would not have described Holmes' demeanor and movements so realistically just now.

He wanted to know the truth of this fragmented book no matter what.

Qi Xiao looked at Sai Wei expressionlessly, saw the light in his eyes, and after a long silence, he finally took a step back and said, "Well, if you must want to know, then you can find out by yourself. , I won't stop it. But—"

He raised a finger and said seriously: "If what you do may lead to the failure of the antique hunt, then Seville, I will stop you without hesitation."

"No problem." Sai Wei answered without thinking. He was sent by the Louvre to hunt down antiques. There is no objection at all.

He was even thinking that it is a great blessing to have such a lover who can restrain him all the time and not let him play off.

The two have reached an agreement on the hunting concept for the time being, and both Sai Wei and Qi Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, but they raised their breath again when they got off the carriage and stood on the bank of the Thames River, because when they saw them, they felt like they were with Holmes. A familiar police detective came up to them and led them to the fenced-off place.

There was a huge wooden box lying quietly, and there was a stench coming from the nostrils before entering.

It was the smell of stale, river-soaked, corpses.

Qi Xiao's complexion suddenly changed.

He suddenly remembered that he was now Watson, John Watson, an Afghan military doctor who had been with Holmes for many years, and what Watson often did was—

autopsy.

Qi Xiao can't, and doesn't even want to go for an autopsy!