[Comprehensive British and American] My Neighbor Mr. Holmes

"Oh, Sherlock and Will, why did you come back together?" Aunt Hudson opened the door and saw Sherlock and William came back together. She was a little surprised. She kissed their cheeks and looked sideways at another stranger. people.

"I met at the door." William smiled and handed the tea-scented rose in his hand to Aunt Hudson, and said with a smile, "Aunt Hudson, this bouquet is for you. I wish you more and more beautiful and beautiful!"

"Oh, Will, you are always so thoughtful!" Aunt Hudson was obviously very happy to receive the flowers, but she sighed and remembered, "Since Willy passed away, I haven't received any more flowers." It's time to spend."

"Uncle Willy must be looking at you in heaven! You must not be sad, let him feel heartbroken, otherwise, he will beat me to death!" William deliberately said himself miserable, which really amused Hudson Aunt became happy.

"Will!" Aunt Hudson smiled and glanced at William, then at Watson.

"Mrs. Hudson, this is John H. Watson," Sherlock introduced the person beside him to Mrs. Hudson after seeing the two finished speaking, "John H. Watson, this is Mrs. Hudson."

Aunt Hudson guessed what Sherlock meant when she saw his appearance. She gave Watson a hug and warmly invited him into the room to talk.

The four of them entered the room, and Mrs. Hudson put the bouquet of tea-scented roses into the vase on the table, brought a cup of coffee to each of the three, and said, "Take a rest and go to the house again."

"Thank you, Mrs. Hudson."

Watson looked a little cautious, he took a sip of coffee and praised, "The taste of coffee is delicious!"

Aunt Hudson smiled and narrowed her eyes.

The four drank some coffee, ate some cookies, and chatted about the house for a while. Aunt Hudson asked Sherlock to take Watson to see the room.

It is a pity that William did not see the meeting of the two protagonists in the two stories, but as for their viewing of the house together, William said that he must go and watch it!

The four reached the second floor, and Sherlock opened the door and invited everyone in.The layout is exactly the same as William's room. However, William's room looks tidy, while Sherlock's room is a bit messy. One wall inside is almost full of books, and there are all kinds of useless messy things on the table. There is a skull and a knife stuck on the table on the decorative fireplace. In front of the living room is a kitchen. Although it is a kitchen, it is full of chemicals and looks like a laboratory. , to the right of the kitchen are two rooms, one is a study and the other is a bedroom.

"Oh my God, Sherlock, you've made such a mess in the kitchen again!"

Aunt Hudson couldn't help exclaiming when she saw the change in his kitchen.

Sherlock didn't answer, he pushed aside the documents on the table, and heard Watson talking to him.

"I searched for you on the Internet."

"Oh, how's it going?"

"Found your website 'Deductive Method Research'."

"what do you think?"

"You said you could tell a software designer from a tie and a pilot from a thumb."

"Yes." Sherlock has always been very confident in his reasoning ability, "I can see your military experience from your face and legs, and your brother's alcoholism from your mobile phone."

"How do you know that?" Watson was puzzled.

Before Sherlock could explain, he heard a noise from downstairs, and the sound was transmitted upstairs.

"Oh, my God! I didn't expect that the three identical homicides mentioned in the morning, now there is a fourth one!"

Aunt Hudson led a man up and sighed to Sherlock.

"where is it?"

Sherlock asked the man.

"Blakeston, Lauriston Gardens." Officer Lestrade has been cooperating with Sherlock for a long time. Every time he encounters a problem that is difficult to solve, he will come to Sherlock for help. "What's different this time? Otherwise You will not come here on a special trip, there must be something abnormal!"

"The previous victim never left a message, but this time!" Officer Lestrade told the story, "Are you here?"

"Who is in charge of collecting evidence this time?"

Although Sherlock was tempted, he still asked this question because he was not in harmony with the previous police officers.

"Anderson."

"I don't get along well with him." Sherlock turned his head directly and said.

Hearing Sherlock's unkind words, William almost laughed out loud. Just based on Sherlock's words, getting along well with others is not easy!

"He's not your assistant anyway!" said Inspector Lestrade.

"And I need an assistant." Sherlock said solemnly.

"Are you coming?" Lestrade asked helplessly.

"Not in the police car, I'll follow behind." Sherlock turned his head.

"Thank you!" Sherlock was finally settled. Officer Lestrade felt that he was about to be ten years old. If he couldn't handle this case by himself, he really didn't want to come to Sherlock to torture himself!

Lestrade went downstairs to make preparations, Sherlock kept his posture just now and didn't move at all, after Lestrade left, he jumped up suddenly and shouted excitedly, "Mrs. Great! Yay! Four serial suicides, this time with last words, Christmas is here! Mrs. Hudson!"

While everyone was stunned, Sherlock grabbed his clothes and continued, "I'll be here later, and I may need to prepare some food."

"I'm your landlord, my dear, not your butler!"

Aunt Hudson said helplessly to the excited Sherlock.

"It's okay to be cold, John, have a cup of tea! Treat this place as your home," Sherlock said in his own way, and before leaving, he did not forget to say cheerfully to everyone, "Don't wait for me."

After speaking, he closed the door and left.

"Oh, look at him, you know, you know how to run out!" Aunt Hudson complained to William and John with a helpless face, "My husband is the same."

Speaking of this, Aunt Hudson paused, and she said to Watson, "It can be seen that you are a very calm type, and you can go out with William when you have time. He has just arrived in London, and you will definitely There's a lot more to say."

Having said that, Aunt Hudson pushed William out, let him sit beside Watson, and said with a smile, "You two young people have a chat, and I'll pour you a cup of tea."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about William staring at her, and ran downstairs happily.

William and Watson looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

"You're a doctor, and a military doctor at that."

Suddenly, Sherlock's voice sounded, and the two looked sideways. He didn't know when he appeared there, and he had already put on his gloves.

"Yes." Watson nodded, propped himself up with a cane, and stood up.

"Did you do well?"

"very good."

"Then you must have seen many wounds and dead bodies."

"Yes."

"It's hard too, I suppose?"

"Of course, I've seen them all in my life, too many."

"Want to see more?"

"God, yes."

Seeing the two talking to each other, William twitched, why do you think their conversation is so basic!

It must be the wrong way for me to open it, and I was eroded by this corrupt country!

"Impossible suicide cases? Four cases? There's no reason to sit at home anymore, life is finally interesting," Sherlock walked up to William and hugged him tightly, and almost kissed him excitedly, which made William's body stiff Halfway through, "William, let's go first, see you tonight!"

After Sherlock finished speaking, he hurriedly began to go downstairs. Watson saw this, nodded to William and followed.

"Sherlock, I'll tell Aunt Hudson, hurry up!"

William waved his hand at Sherlock, and Sherlock smiled at William, hailed a taxi, and left with Watson.

"Watson?"

By the time Aunt Hudson arrived with tea and refreshments, William was alone.

"He and Sherlock went out, so let's drink this tea!" William said, took the plate over, took out twice the amount of tea and a stack of cookies on it and set it up.

Before the two of them started drinking tea, they heard the doorbell downstairs rang.

"Aunt Hudson, sit down, I'll open the door." William put down his teacup and went downstairs to open the door.

The person who came was a middle-aged man with brown hair. He was wearing a black suit and had a kind face. "You are William Stoker, right?"

"Yes, I am."

William, looking at the person in front of him, was so strange no matter how he looked.

"My name is Albus Dumbledore, and I'm one of the professors at Hogwarts." Albus Dumbledore smiled at William, "I'm afraid your Excellency already knows the purpose of my visit!"

Albus Dumbledore?

William looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and was a little surprised. Isn't Albus Dumbledore an old man with gray hair? How could he become a middle-aged man?And, isn't he the headmaster of Hogwarts, how can he be a professor now?

Although he was puzzled in his heart, William didn't show it. He invited Albus Dumbledore to his room and told him that his friend came and couldn't continue to have afternoon tea with Aunt Hudson. Aunt Hudson.

"I'm sorry Will, but it's nice that you have friends to visit you. I'll go and prepare some snacks for you." Aunt Hudson knew that William's former friends came to see him, and she seemed happier than William. "Your friends like Tea or coffee?"

"Well... coffee, you need to add a lot of sugar, he likes sweet things."

William thought for a while and said so.

"Oh, what a great hobby, isn't it!"

Hudson smiled and went to prepare things, and quickly delivered them to William, looked at Albus Dumbledore, and left with a smile.

Albus Dumbledore took a sip of his coffee, delighted by the cloyingly sweet taste.

"It seems that you are very familiar with me."