[Shenxia Tongren] My dear brothers and adults

No sooner had Sherlock put down the cutlery than the captain magically reappeared.Dr. Watson thought, you haven't been watching us eat all the time, have you?It feels so weird, is this an idiot?When Hypatia saw the captain coming again, she got up to say goodbye very tactfully, and Irene Adler had to leave when she saw this.

Captain James Ryder said: "Mr. Holmes, I have heard of your reputation for a long time. It is a great honor to see you with my own eyes. I didn't disturb your vacation." It's not a good idea to come here for vacation, you have to understand Wo!

Sherlock interrupted impatiently: "Case, be more detailed."

James Ryder said: "Yes, sir, one of the passengers on board, Mrs. Farintocher, has lost her ring."

"Go on." Sherlock frowned.

"This case is really weird. Mrs. Farintoche was taking a bath at the time, and her ring was on the dressing table outside. She didn't hear any footsteps, but when she came out, her ring disappeared. gone."

"Oh, got it. Her room?"

"f203."

"Her room attendant."

"Helen Perry."

Sherlock found a pencil from his pocket, wrote the house number and name on the wrist of his sleeve, and said, "I'll look for you later."

"Okay, sir." Captain Ryder bowed a little primly to those present before leaving.

"A son of a declining nobleman, he has low self-esteem and pride in his heart." Sherlock commented, then turned to Dr. Watson and said, "John, what do you think of this case?"

"A smart thief?"

"It's possible, but there are too few materials right now, let's go talk to the person involved, and let's go."

Sherlock dragged Dr. Watson to f203 in formal attire.His handsome and gentlemanly appearance is still very lethal to middle-aged and elderly women.

Mrs. Farintoche's face was no longer young and she could still see the beauty of her youth. She was dressed luxuriously but a bit vulgar. While wiping her tears with a lace handkerchief, she said, "This ring was given to me by my deceased husband. Yes, woo woo woo...uh." He hiccupped from crying.

After listening to her repeating these two sentences over and over, Sherlock felt impatient, rolled his eyes, and poked Dr. Watson.

Dr. Watson looked at him, and had no choice but to comfort the lady himself: "Mrs. Farintouche, I can understand your feelings for your deceased husband. But now the point is to get back the lost ring, isn't it? What material? When was it lost? When did you find it? Who was around at the time?"

"Oh, yes, yes, the ring is a chrysoberyl in white gold, and it was dropped yesterday, when I was in the shower, and the ring was on the sink, and I heard nothing, except It was beyond the sound of water, but as soon as I came out, I found it was gone, which was terrible! Fortunately, that guy didn't find me, otherwise he might rob me of my wealth." As she spoke, she clutched her chest with lingering fear.

Dr. Watson wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and continued to ask, "What time is it? How long have you been taking a bath?"

"When I took a shower it was at 5pm and I took a 20-minute shower."

"Was anyone in your room at the time?"

"Of course not, I won't let anyone see me in the shower!"

Dr. Watson really wanted to "hehehe", so he squeezed out a smile and asked, "Is the room attendant not here?"

"No, that guy is lazy all day, and I don't want to see her."

"Okay." Dr. Watson looked at Sherlock, but Sherlock, who seemed to be wandering, felt Dr. Watson's gaze very sensitively, and asked, "Have you cleaned your bathroom?"

"Of course, otherwise I won't be able to sleep well if I leave traces of a thief."

"Oh, idiot!"

"What did you say?!"

"It's nothing, the waiter is an idiot, you came to me the first time! And do you close the door of the room before taking a shower?"

"of course."

"Fine, I see."

"To tell you the truth, I don't dare to trust amateur detectives. Not to mention spending money, I may not be able to solve the case. If there are no police detectives on board, I would not find you."

"Your IQ really complements them, but I can't communicate well with me, I can understand." After Sherlock finished speaking, he stood up and was about to leave.

"How can you insult people? I've heard you're the best, and I'm going to pay you fifty pounds."

"Hehe." Sherlock smiled and said nothing.

"Then £100? £200? 250? Up to 250, no more."

Dr. Watson pressed Sherlock who was about to speak and said, "Sherlock has a fixed fee for handling cases, except sometimes for free."

Sherlock looked at the time and added: "I'm going to check your bathroom tomorrow, please move to the next room to take a shower tonight, I don't want my crime scene to be ruined by idiots again." After that, Yang Chang left.

Dr. Watson followed behind him and said, "Sherlock, can you not behave like this in front of others?"

"You seem to want to smoke her too."

"Indeed, you are right." Dr. Watson said, and couldn't help laughing.

Sherlock smiled too.

Dr. Watson looked at Sherlock's rosy and full lips and said, "Sherlock, are you cured?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Sherlock looked at Dr. Watson with some doubts.

Seen by Sherlock's deep eyes, Dr. Watson was a little speechless, licked his lips and said, "It's nothing."

Sherlock scanned him with X-ray eyes, but found nothing, and felt even more strange in his heart.

Dr. Watson was shot by his gaze once, and he felt a little nervous at first, but he was a little disappointed when he found that he didn't say anything in the end. How to pursue a high reaction? !This is a great question!

Sherlock turned his mind back to the current case and said: "Our client was a famous American theater actress when he was young, then married a rich man, and finally became a widow with no children. He once raised a Mala The Zeiss. That dog seems to be dead too. Her hobby has shifted to traveling."

"How do you know? Forget it, you don't need to say it."

Sherlock looked at Watson a little aggrieved upon hearing this.

"I can't find enough words to praise you."

Sherlock smiled happily and said: "She speaks with an American accent, and the gestures and intonation she made just now have traces of stage training, but it is easy to see from her behavior that she was born in poverty, Given the chryso-green cat's-eye ring from her husband, it's easy to tell that she was once a theater star and then married a rich man. As for the Maltese dog, I saw a picture of it on the bedside table."

"I completely ignored it."

"I know."

Dr. Watson looked at Sherlock with a smile on his face. Although he was married to Job, Mr. or Ms. Job could not object to his cheating anyway, so it is not difficult to pursue him, right?And he is so clingy, he will get used to it slowly, and then he will be able to catch up!thought Dr. Watson.

The next day, Sherlock took Dr. Watson to Mrs. Farintoche's room early in the morning, and drove out Mrs. Farintoche, who was still in her dressing gown.Under Sherlock's domineering attitude, no matter how angry the person is, he can only go out to find other entertainment.He first observed the door of the room, especially around the keyhole, and then he took a look at the room: bed, sofa, coffee table, wardrobe, similar to the room Sherlock and the others lived in, with small windows on the top of the wall, Sherlock climbed up to have a look, and found that they were all inlaid with glass, which only played the role of light transmission.

After viewing the room, he went to the bathroom.The bathroom attached to the room is very small. There is a bathtub on one side of the wall, and a washstand on the other side. There is a small ventilation window on the high part of the wall next to the washstand. The small window cannot even be drilled by a child. .He moved a chair from the outside, climbed onto the ventilation window, and observed it with a magnifying glass.Outside the window was a very narrow strip extending from the main deck, with railings, and outside the railings was air.This can only allow a person to lean sideways and move slowly against the wall.

He put away the magnifying glass, went out, walked around the corridor to the outside, slowly moved to the corresponding position, and carefully squatted down to observe the marks on the ground.

Dr. Watson stood on the deck and watched Sherlock's dangerous movements. After thinking for a while, he also leaned on the railing and slowly moved over to stand next to Sherlock.

When Sherlock stood up, Dr. Watson took his hand and slowly moved back to the deck step by step.