Chess and Goldfish

"I didn't expect that. The accomplice caught last night asked him to tell how he hypnotized Ogg. Fortunately, he got all his previous convictions!"

"There are so many criminal records, tsk, the murderer hid it so well, I thought that case was really a suicide!"

When he entered the police station, he heard the conversation between two police detectives. Sherlock gave them a sharp look, and his footsteps faltered.

Lestrade, who was walking towards him, frowned, "Sherlock, John, you are here."

"Greg." Watson smiled. "What's the matter? It doesn't look very good."

Lestrade sighed, "It's really not very good, the man caught last night is a bit strange."

"Strange? Does he not admit what he did?"

"No, on the contrary." The gray-haired detective scratched his head in distress, "He admitted it very simply, he said that Jason Waffle gave him a sum of money to hypnotize the two security guards. When the armored vehicles are loaded the next day, just ignite the gunpowder in the box."

Watson was puzzled, "Isn't it good if you recruit it? What's so strange?"

"It's strange. We originally gave him a one-year prison sentence for this case, but we didn't expect him to tell all the things he did before. Two years ago, there was a case of floating corpses in the Thames River in London. The deceased was convicted at that time. for suicide, but..."

"But he said he killed himself, didn't he?"

"Yes."

"But what's so strange about that?" The doctor tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "He knew he had repented, and then he surrendered himself."

"No, it won't." Lestrade rubbed his eyebrows again, "The people in the interrogation room said that he didn't feel guilty and repentant at all. He said these, as if he was simply stating his past, without any emotion. .”

Watson was surprised, "How come..."

"Also, Mr. Billy, he doesn't mean to show off. Usually, murderers don't feel guilty. That means they have a mental illness, such as wanting to be recognized and satisfy the inner emptiness." Lestrade pulled a chair on one side and sat down. , looking at Sherlock who was talking to the bank staff, "But he doesn't have any, so it's strange."

Watson scratched his head, "Aren't you guilty?"

"No, I think he's more like the hypnotized one than the hypnotist, compared to other theories."

Watson was taken aback for a moment, and twitched the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't laugh. He always felt that he had overlooked something.

"Let's not talk about it, anyway, I have pleaded guilty, and Sherlock found the suspect, there will be nothing wrong." Taking a deep breath, Lestrade patted Watson's shoulder with a smile, "By the way, what about Gent? ? Why didn't you see him?"

When Watson heard this, he had no doubts about him, "That's right. ——Gint has a class in the morning, I've already told him, and he'll come over after class."

"Intellectuals." Mr. Inspector of Scotland Yard nodded, seeming to appreciate Gent's appearance, "The three of you are always together, I almost forgot what Sherlock looked like before you appeared, and he at that time, but It's really..."

Lestrade frowned and hissed, but couldn't think of a better adjective.

The doctor waved his hand in understanding, "I won't talk about it, Gent is the key point, because of him, Sherlock has changed too much, hasn't he? Others can't see it, but those of us who are always with him always know Yes, right Inspector?"

"Hahahahaha, you're right, John! Although I don't want to admit it, look, Sherlock has changed."

Watson rubbed his head and smiled wryly, "I'm afraid Mycroft doesn't want to see these things?"

"Oh! You said... Well, you are right, yes, that's it."

Watson felt that, according to Mycroft's urination, Sherlock would never be easily released.

Even if he himself thinks that Gent is a good man, oh, come on, isn't it free to love in this age? !Even my brother is too lenient!

Watson stood by Gent unconditionally. He felt that Curly has a sensitive and kind heart, not to mention that Gent is always taking care of Sherlock's feelings!

They will be together!

But when it comes to love, Watson has a headache again, and Susan quarrels with herself.

Each of his romances was eccentric and didn't last long.

In the past, because of my status as a military doctor, the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, and I may lose my life every day. I have no future, let alone give the other party a future when I am in love.

After retiring from the army, he returned to London and lived with the man Sherlock Holmes. Solving cases, suspense, and puzzles filled his life. Countless times he broke appointments because of the case, and his girlfriend asked him angrily, do you really love him? Who, Watson thought, probably couldn't give an answer.

Watson was relieved by the appearance of Gent. He felt that he should be able to find a perfect balance.

But soon, he was slapped in the face by the facts.

He was used to living a dangerous life, and he couldn't adapt to ease at all.

Neither Susan nor Sofina understood him, they were ordinary people, and it was difficult for ordinary people to accept his life.

—Oh, look, he's already classified himself as uncommon.

He knew Sherlock was a genius.

Gent, he is also a genius.

Watson sighed tragically. Well, I don’t need him to decipher it anyway. My IQ is not enough. I can just be a doctor. The logistics work is very suitable for me.

To put it bluntly, the reason for a lot of complaints is——

"We broke up again."

Watson raised his head, and the curly-haired detective was standing in front of him, with a determined smile on his lips, "I warned you, this is the consequence of looking for a job indiscriminately."

"What do you know..." Watson had a headache, "Sherlock, you have never experienced it!"

Sherlock raised an eyebrow, "Really?"

Watson was taken aback for a moment, and a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart.

Sherlock squinted, unbuttoned his shirt, looked behind Watson, and strode over.

Watson turned his head hastily, and saw Mr. Detective walking in front of the visitor, lowering his head and sniffing his neck very erotically.

The doctor was stunned.

The person who came twitched the corners of his mouth, suppressed the goosebumps all over his body, and gritted his teeth, "Sherlock, what are you doing?"

Sherlock ignored him, just turned around, and came behind Gent, clinging to him, with his left hand on his shoulder, as if hugging him, he looked at Watson, and said in a low voice, "John, I understand. "

"Jesus———! You!?" Watson opened his mouth wide, not knowing what to say.

Gent frowned, pushing away Sherlock's restraint with one hand, "What bet did you make on me again? Alright, let me tell you, did you find the banknote and get it out?"

Inspector Lestrade, who finally found his voice, said, "Not yet, we're going to the Royal Bank of Scotland to check!"

"Then why don't you go?" Jin Te frowned. He was not in a good mood. There were a group of kids in school who couldn't do a good job in the report. How could he be in a bright mood, "Not so much time!"

"You are self-conscious." Sherlock glared at him dissatisfied, "What did you go back for yesterday?"

Jin Te was taken aback, and there was a moment of tension in the eyes of Sherlock, and then he laughed again, "Destroy the evidence."

Sherlock lowered his head abruptly, nose to nose, and warned, "Don't be caught by me again!"

Little Curly was a little innocent, "But I just want you to catch me, what should I do?"

"Hmph!" After a while, Sherlock narrowed his eyes and let out a heavy breath.

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In the vault of the Royal Bank of Scotland, there is a secret passage.

This is probably something that even the people in charge of the treasury don't know.

It was perfectly and secretly hidden by Jason Waffle, the president of the bank.

It can be completely believed that his guarding and stealing took advantage of this secret passage.

It happened in the early morning.

Watson looked at the secret door that was opened in shock. The code lock on it was the same as the code of the vault.

"...Where is this connected?"

Sherlock didn't speak, and started to click on the phone, and quickly searched for important news, "In the early morning of that night, the time of subway line 3 was postponed, and the last train should be at 12:17, but that night, the last train on line 3 Class is at 1:17."

Jin Te raised his eyebrows, "So, this place is connected to Metro Line 3?"

Sherlock shook his head, "No, this is connected to an underground passage. It is an abandoned subway line and has never been operated." He has a thumbnail image of the entire London above and below the ground. The passage here should have been built more than ten years ago. Out of service railway tracks.

"The Metro Line 3 arrived here last night. There are still traces on the rails. Those banknotes have been transported away. The last stop is the longest stay, and those banknotes are at the terminal." Sherlock's eyes brightened, "The van of the moving company on the road is to confuse line of sight."

Lestrade nodded, "Okay, then let's go to the terminus—St. James Street."

Sherlock pursed his lips and glanced at Lestrade, "There are many gentlemen's clubs there."

The detective was taken aback for a moment, somewhat understanding what Sherlock meant.

People who are not gentlemen can't get in at all.

Sherlock has a way to go, that's for sure.

Lestrade looked at him expectantly, and the latter lifted his upper lip, his eyes full of determination.

Finally, Lestrade decided to wait near St. James's Street, and Sherlock Watson and Gent entered—they were not the police, and no one would stop them.

"Didi——" Gent's cell phone rang twice.

He took it out and scanned it, it was an unfamiliar number.

Jin Te's eyes sank, he looked at the two people walking side by side, took a step back calmly, and opened the message.

There is only one sentence on it.

"The club is not limited to gentlemen, sm, are you interested? ——by a lady who doesn't want to be named."

Gent glanced at the number and deleted the message.

A smile slowly rises on the lips, it is warm, and it makes people feel gentle when they see it.

"Irene, I caught you~"

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—Want to play with me?

——shutup!Then get out of my sight!