Doctor Who and Tsundere Detective

"Mr. Ferguson, where is that little son of yours?" asked the Doctor, maybe it was time to meet the poor tormented child. "Can we see him?"

"Ask Mrs. Mason to bring the baby," Ferguson said.

After Ian heard it, he walked away with a strange, shambling pace. The Doctor concluded that he was suffering from spondylochondrosis. Don't look at the Doctor but he does have some reliable and unreliable medical knowledge.In a short time he was back, followed by a tall, thin woman, holding in her arms a beautiful baby, dark-eyed, fair-haired, a wonderful mixture of Saxon and Latin blood. Ferguson obviously loved him very much, and took him into his arms as soon as they met and caressed him very lovingly.

"I don't understand how anyone could have the heart to hurt him," he said to himself, looking down at the little red wrinkle on that angelic white neck.

The Doctor looked back at Sherlock for a split second, and the Doctor noticed that his expression was particularly attentive.His face was as motionless as an ivory sculpture, and after looking at the father and son, his eyes were fixed on something opposite with great curiosity. The Doctor followed his gaze, watching him staring at a framed and glassed modern painting on the wall, it was terrible, just a little bit of paint on a piece of white paper, but Even so Sherlock stared carefully as if he was looking into the painting.Then with a slight smile, his eyes returned to the baby.There was a small scar on the baby's neck. Sherlock watched the wound carefully without saying a word.Finally he squeezed the baby's tiny fist that was dangling in the air.

Sherlock wasn't asking anything, because enough clues had been made, he asked the nanny to take the baby away.

"Go and play, good boy." Seeing that Sherlock hadn't spoken for a long time, Ferguson said to Ian, watching him go out with caressing eyes, and then continued to say to Sherlock, "Mr. Come on, because what else can you do but show sympathy? From your perspective, this must be a particularly complicated and sensitive case."

"Sensitivity is indeed sensitive." Sherlock couldn't help laughing. In fact, it was exactly what the Doctor described. Do these people have pudding in their heads?" But I haven't realized how complicated it is. It was originally a reasoning process , but when the original reasoning is confirmed step by step by the objective facts, the subjective becomes objective, and we can confidently say that the goal has been achieved. In fact, before I left Baker Street, I had reached a conclusion, and the remaining It's just observation and confirmation."

"For God's sake, Mr. Holmes," he said hoarsely, "if you see the truth of the matter, don't worry me any more. What is my situation? What should I do?" ? I don't care how you find out the facts, as long as they are facts."

"Of course I should explain to you, I'm going to explain the problem right away. But, Doctor, can Kathleen see us?" Sherlock knew very well that the Doctor should have explained their situation just now when they were standing here Come on, as long as Kathleen is in good health, he believes they can go up at any time.

"Oh, wait..." The Doctor looked at his watch, "3, 2, 1... now it's done."

"But she won't see me," Ferguson said loudly.

"She will," said the Doctor. "She already knows someone who can prove her innocence, so of course she will."

At this time Daisy came down from upstairs and said to Sherlock and the others: "Kathleen said she is much better, you can go up and ask what you need to ask, Mr. Ferguson Kathleen also said to let you go up too."

After speaking, Daisy went downstairs, because she also knew that she didn't seem to be able to listen to the situation. After all, this was Kathleen's family business.And Ferguson has been frowning since the Doctor finished speaking, he can't figure out if Kathleen is innocent, then who is really at fault?But he still followed in Sherlock's footsteps upstairs.

Once inside, Ferguson took two steps towards the head of the bed, but his wife stopped him with her hand, half sitting up.He was slumped in a dusty sofa chair, Sherlock was standing next to him, and Kathleen looked at Sherlock and Doctor with wide-eyed surprise, she was surprised by Sherlock's and Doctor's judgment.

Sherlock saw that Kathleen's complexion improved a lot. It seemed that Kathleen was sweating for a while. Kathleen looked a little flushed and sweaty. Sherlock put his hands on his chest and said, "Mr. Ferguson, I'll just say it briefly, I am a busy man with a lot of business and my approach has to be short and to the point. The faster the operation the less the pain. I will start by saying that which puts your mind at ease. Your wife is a very kind and very tender and loving , but suffered a great injustice.”

Ferguson held his breath, closed his eyes and stood up suddenly, clasped his hands together, his eyes seemed to ignite hope: "Mr. Holmes, as long as you prove this, I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life."

"I'm trying to prove it, but in doing so I'm going to make you sad in another way." Although Sherlock didn't care, he still knew that he needed a little warning before telling people the bad news.

"As long as you clear my wife, I don't care. Everything else in the world is secondary." Lie, yes, liar, if it's what Ferguson said then why didn't he believe Kathleen in the first place?Maybe only he is the most important thing in his heart, oh, and maybe his son Ian.

"Then let me tell you about a hypothesis I have formed at home. The idea of ​​a vampire seems to me absurd. There is no such thing in the annals of British crime. And your observation is correct. You I saw the mistress stood up beside the crib, with blood on her lips." Sherlock looked at Kathleen's expression, she seemed to give up something, and there was a little indifference in her eyes, why?Could it be because of Ferguson's previous discrimination?

"I've seen it." Ferguson's shoulders trembled unconsciously, obviously influenced by the people around him and what he saw with his own eyes, even though he didn't believe other people's nonsense, he still felt that Kathleen was weird.

"But haven't you ever thought that sucking a bleeding wound has other uses besides sucking blood? Isn't there a queen who sucked the poison from a wound with her mouth in British history?" Sherlock saw the Doctor's serious expression , it seems that the doctor's thoughts also coincide with his own, and now he already knows the whole story, otherwise Kathleen would not have invited them to come up, the Doctor has at least told them that they will prove her innocence.

"Poison!" Ferguson didn't understand that since the two dogs, Carlo and James, had problems one after another, he had hired forest rangers to pull out the harmful plants around them, and he also sprinkled a lot of sulfur around the area to repel insects and snakes. , he didn't understand how Kathleen's blood-sucking could be related to poison?

"A South American family. I instinctively felt the presence of these weapons hanging on your wall before I saw them with my own eyes. It may be other poisons, but the first thing I thought of was South American poison arrows. When I saw that I wasn't surprised at all when I saw the empty quiver next to the bird bow, it was exactly what I was expecting to see. This was also my initial guess, if a person decides to use a gun, he doesn't want to try it first Do you want to be foolproof? But after hearing about Carlo’s sudden death and being diagnosed as poisoned by mistake, I believe that even if that person was a baby, he would not use such an obvious thing that can cause fire, plus empty arrows The dust on the pouch at the back of the box is different from the surrounding ones, and it looks like it has been touched." Sherlock looked at Ferguson's furrowed eyebrows, and it seemed that he was thinking along this line of thought, " But since this method didn’t work, he thought of another method. Because of his understanding of creatures, especially snakes, he used the natural killers around here—venomous snakes. This is also the reason why James was poisoned. If the baby is dipped in this A snake venom wound with a sharp weapon would be fatal if the venom was not sucked out immediately, and James' situation fully fits my reasoning."

"Do you understand this time? Your wife is afraid of this kind of harm. She saw it happen, she saved the baby's life, but she avoided telling you the truth because she knew how much you loved your son, She's afraid to break your heart." The Doctor said on the sidelines, and then added, "That's what little James told me too, he said his hind legs weren't so good after Ian stabbed him with a knife Made it."

"It turned out to be Ian!" Ferguson slumped in his chair, he couldn't believe it, but Sherlock was right and the evidence was in front of him.

"I watched Jack just now when you were fondling the baby. His face was clearly reflected in the glass of the modern painting, because there was a white canvas on the outside. I saw such strong jealousy and love in his face. Cold hatred, that's rare." Sherlock was just stating the facts.

"My Ian!" Even so Ferguson couldn't believe it.

"You've got to face it, Mr. Ferguson. It's especially painful precisely because it's out of a distorted love, an exaggerated morbid love for you and possibly his dead mother, It was this love that motivated his actions. His whole soul was filled with hatred for the baby, whose body was a perfect match for his handicap and handicap." Sherlock felt that perhaps Ferguson's home was falling apart, and that Things were really serious. If he was Kathleen he would leave Ferguson.

"My God! It's impossible!" However, the truth was cruel, even though Ferguson still didn't want to believe it or admit it.

"Ma'am, am I right?" Sherlock asked, frowning, because Kathleen was crying, and he didn't understand that someone who was so desperate just now that he didn't care, was now sad again.

Kathleen was crying, her head buried in the pillow.Then she looked up at her husband. "How could I have told you at the time, Robert? I could feel the mental shock you might be taking. I might as well have waited for someone else to tell you. I was so glad when the Doctor said he knew it all." Yo, they seem to have magical powers."

"I see military service as wholesome for little Jack, and that's my prescription," Sherlock said.He stood up. "Only one thing is not clear, ma'am. We can understand why you beat Jack. A mother's tolerance cannot be unlimited. But how dare you leave the baby these two days?"

"After Bright went to you, I told Mrs. Mason the truth, and she understood everything." Kathleen's eyes seemed to ignite hope again, and Sherlock didn't understand why a person could ignite hope after despair. Common sense, so it's weird to say that love is

"So it is, and I suppose it is."

At this time Ferguson had already stood in front of the bed, stretching out his trembling hands, wouldn't it make a sound.

Sherlock and they went back to 221B after things were settled

The author has something to say:

Next it's time for River and Amy and then put them through the third thing after two things it's time to fix Watson

After the solution is finished, it will probably be over after writing a few events