The Doctor just came back to his senses, he looked back at Sherlock before he realized what Sherlock said, the Doctor stood up, he half supported and half led Sherlock to the dining room, he didn't say anything at first, just opened the refrigerator and seemed to be Looking for something, the Doctor stopped after a while, holding a lemon and said: "You know, you are right, I really can't keep suppressing it, if you want to know, I will tell you."

Sherlock looked at the way the Doctor was still rummaging in the refrigerator, he also calmed down a lot, his heart was no longer beating like he had done something wrong just now, he still remembered that the last time he was so nervous was because of an extremely He was so excited about the big and difficult case, he didn't mean to say that to the Doctor at the time, he was just drunk, so drunk that he wanted to say what he felt awkward and uncomfortable, Sherlock moved to the edge of the chair and sat down , his head hurt even more when he calmed down.

The Doctor feels refreshed now, because of the depression and depression of 900 years, he really feels relaxed after being told by others, he is looking for hangover materials in the refrigerator, he still remembers his two heads Godmother said that if you want to cure a hangover, you should mix something sour and spicy. Although the Doctor has never tried it, he saw that his godmother's husband drank it. How should I say it?Although it may not taste good, it turns out that this thing can still hangover. The Doctor took out a bottle of pickles and a few red peppers from the refrigerator, and poured the juice of pickles into the glass. The juice was also squeezed in, and the red pepper was crushed and put into a cup. He stirred it with a chopstick, and the Doctor dipped the chopsticks in some juice and tasted it, oh... The Doctor just thought that maybe it should be replaced with something quite delicious. Horribly, the taste was very sour at first, and then the sourness faded to the feeling that it was too spicy, but the Doctor decided to give it to Sherlock to try, although the taste was not very good, just in case it was the usual way: "Come on, Sherlock might drink some of this to relieve the pain." Your headache."

Sherlock just has a headache and he's not blind, he saw what the Doctor used to make this, um... Sober Soup, he also saw the Doctor's expression on his face when he dipped his chopsticks in it and tasted it, but he still decided Try it, because in fact there is no hangover soup that is really delicious, Sherlock took the hangover soup from the Doctor's hand with a deadpan expression.But even though Sherlock was prepared to be very sour, he was still shocked. Sherlock took a sip, and whether he spit it out or swallowed it in his mouth, it can be said that the soup was so sour and spicy that it made his tongue hurt. It felt numb, but Sherlock still frowned and swallowed it. What I have to say is that the hangover soup really worked. Sherlock obviously felt that his head didn't hurt so much, because now the painful place has changed, and now he His tongue was sore and sore but he felt jealous because of the sour soup, Sherlock felt his stomach was on fire, and Sherlock felt that if he had the next hangover, he would rather eat a few pickles: "Doctor, go Just give me the pickles for the first time."

The Doctor frowned and opened his mouth, originally wanting to refute, is it really so bad?But he remembered the taste, which was the unique taste of hangover soup, maybe it was too bad to drink, and he knew that he shouldn't trust his unreliable two-headed godmother, so even if he had two heads, he Her godmother was still unaware of her strange sense of taste.

"Ding dong" the doorbell rang, and Sherlock wanted to get up to open the door, but the Doctor walked over and held him by the shoulders and made him sit back in the chair, because he thought maybe Sherlock shouldn't be suffering anymore, especially with a hangover After being harassed by the hangover soup, he should sit in the chair and thank you, and there must be butler Bright pushing the dining car to bring them breakfast without asking. The Doctor opened the door and invited Bright and the dining car in. The Doctor was very happy because the breakfast was maple syrup muffins. Even through a stainless steel cover, he could still smell the sweet and delicious smell, the aroma of milk and honey, Because of the Doctor's invitation, Bright still had breakfast with them, and then said that they could hang out in the manor first, and go to the largest three-story duplex small western-style building at about nine o'clock, and then Master Ian would come back.

Sherlock still didn't eat much for breakfast. He only ate half a muffin and there was no syrup. After Sherlock drank two more cups of coffee, he proposed to walk around here. Of course the Doctor agreed, because staying in this room After such a long time, he felt that if he didn't go out for a walk, he would be suffocated. They walked out of the house, Sherlock walked towards the ruins, and there seemed to be half of the buildings that hadn't been completely demolished. It seems that a high-slope Horsham slate covered with moss has been deliberately preserved. Looking at this wall, Sherlock can almost imagine the magnificent and ancient appearance of this castle before, and it must be very charming. Sherlock took the Doctor a little farther away, and Sherlock stopped in the direction of the jungle. He first stood there and observed the ground, then squatted down, twisted the mulch, put it under his nose and smelled it: "Sulphurous smell……"

The Doctor is not stupid, he saw that there seemed to be some traces of reptiles on the ground, coupled with the smell of sulfur that Sherlock said, Ferguson did a good job of pest control, and it seemed that Sherlock found his direction, and then recalled Sherlock said this The case was caused by love, and the Doctor couldn't help wondering if this case had something to do with these snakes?Could it be... Sherlock had also thought of the guess before, could it be that Kathleen was actually taking snake venom again? Thinking of this, the Doctor couldn't help asking: "Could it be related to these snakes?"

"If the direction of reasoning is correct, it is indeed related to snakes, but not entirely." Sherlock got up and wiped the dirt off his hands, and he looked up at the sun. Sherlock was too lazy to take out his phone to check the time, but he could deduce that The time, the characteristics of the seasons, and the angle at which the sun shines on the shadows on the objects, Sherlock deduces that it is at least 08:30 now, and they have walked for such a long time just now, if they go back now, they still have to go back. Can slowly walk back, "It's about 08:30... It's time to go back, and it's time to see the real truth of the matter."

It was just past nine o'clock when Sherlock and the others reached the three-story bungalow. After he and the Doctor were invited into the room, they sat on the sofa drinking the black tea that Bright brought.

Sherlock couldn't help but look around and saw that the house was a hodgepodge of eras and places.Half of the wood-panelled wall was probably built by the original farmer in the [-]th century. It looks very old-fashioned, so this wall has been preserved.A row of aesthetically interesting modern watercolors hangs on the lower half of the wall.But the upper part is hung with a row of South American utensils and weapons, apparently brought by the Peruvian lady upstairs. Sherlock stood up and studied the objects with all-seeing keen curiosity.After he picked up the South American weapon and looked at it, he sat down again with eyes full of thought, at first he wasn't sure if what he was thinking was right, but there was something strange here: "Hey!" He suddenly shouted, "Look! "

A little golden retriever was originally lying in a basket in the corner of the room, but now it slowly crawled towards its owner, with great difficulty in moving.Dragging its hind legs and dragging its tail on the ground, it went to lick its master's hand.

"What's going on, Mr. Holmes?" Ferguson didn't know what Sherlock was showing him, he just saw his little James come over and lick her hand.

"Thedog...what's wrong with this dog?" The Doctor looked at the puppy, it was strange that the dog seemed to have difficulty moving, as if his hind legs were paralyzed, and the Doctor listened to the dog's whimpering , oh... he... he knows what's going on, it's just that the Doctor can't say it now, he can only say that Sherlock feels right.

"The veterinarian can't figure out what it is. It's a kind of paralysis. He combined the nearby terrain and the scratches on James' paws. He speculated that there may be too many insect snakes nearby. James may have been bitten by one of them." .But it's fading. It'll be all right soon—isn't it, my James? I've also stepped up the snake repellent for this, and sprinkled a lot of sulfur around the place." Ferguson touched Said while pointing to little James' head.

"Mr. Ferguson, do you still have a dog. Before this dog, I think it should be a chow chow. I guess his cause of death is similar to James'." Sherlock looked at Ferguson who was petting James, Sherlock I saw some dark brown dog hairs on Ferguson's trouser legs up to his knees, and now at home, there are some brown dog hairs on the top of the sofa. This must be a large dog. Judging from his experience Should be a Chow, and there doesn't seem to be a Chow in this house, and the fur is really dull and looks like it's been dead for weeks.

"Yes, I did have a chow chow before raising James, but the cause was different. Poor Carlo seemed to be poisoned and died. Carlo died suddenly. The doctor said that he may have eaten it by mistake behind the jungle. Poisonous seeds, it's just that Carlo digested it too quickly and the doctors couldn't figure out what plant he ate." Ferguson said and stroked James' fur affectionately.

"Strange, but instructive." Sherlock was absolutely sure why.

The author has something to say:

By the way... so many descriptions that seem to be nonsense are really sorry

But remember the original Sherlock said that he knew the truth long before he left Baker Street... so you are making up the word count

No, how could I tell the truth?

In short, Doyle describes Sherlock from Watson's point of view.

And I'm writing his own from Sherlock's point of view

And Sherlock's psychology and even his thoughts are huge

At least I think he thinks of a case with all sorts of different causes, processes, outcomes

The case should progress in a tree diagram in his mind

Every little clue will make him have different associations, until finally he finds the really conclusive evidence to get the real theory of the case he needs.

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