Baker Street Survival [Comprehensive]

"Ding, the user passed the logical reasoning course exam, the grade is excellent, evaluation: logical reasoning (level C), please continue to work hard."

At the same time as he heard the sound, Gu Xihe who was lying on the bed opened his eyes and looked at the alarm clock on the table, it was the time when he lay down just now.I feel that I have been in the system for a long time, but I don't feel tired.But the time difference between inside and outside is too big, it seems that I need to get used to it.

Thinking of the thing that the system said before entering the course that there were three cameras in his room, Gu Xihe felt that he should pretend that he didn't know anything and sleep to beat the jet lag.

Gu Xihe emptied his mind and gradually fell asleep. In the dream, he reasoned one by one to the endless crowd...

It was already dark when Gu Xihe was awakened by the crowds of people who had to reason in the dream. Gu Xihe looked at the room where he was alone, and felt a cold sweat when he thought of the scene in the dream just now.It seems that he was tossed so badly before that he started to have nightmares.

Turning to look at the alarm clock, it was already past seven in the evening.Hearing his stomach growling, Gu Xihe realized that he hadn't eaten after traveling today, and then entered the system to study, and then slept until now.

Gu Xihe suddenly remembered the habit of the original owner. Since she was still under surveillance, she still picked up her mobile phone and dialed a number on it. After being connected, she babbled that she had arrived in London and was just jet-lagged. Barabara talked a lot, and hung up the phone without waiting for any response after finishing speaking.

Gu Xihe took out his mobile phone to check the recommended food nearby, but he didn't see the food, but only saw the people in England discussing the recent suicide cases.Gu Xihe was not interested in these things before, but now that he is bound to the detective system and has learned logical reasoning for a while, he always feels that the few suicide cases discussed on the forum are not so simple.

According to what was said on the forum, none of the three suicides had suicidal tendencies, and they all used the same drug to commit suicide, but all traces at the scene showed that they had swallowed the poison themselves.Gu Xihe felt that it was not such a coincidence.However, the details disclosed on the forum are limited, and it is impossible for me to find any clues based on these points.

Gu Xihe searched the news about these cases and the information released by the police, thinking that since he is running out of gold coins, maybe he should find something to do, even if it is helping people find cats and dogs. , as long as there is a reward.

Just when Gu Xihe was thinking about something, there was a loud noise outside, and the sound became louder and louder, like the sound of turning things over.Is there a thief?But this is 221B Baker Street, thieves shouldn't be able to get in, right?And there seems to be the voice of someone talking, so thieves should not be so rampant.

Gu Xihe changed his clothes, opened the door, and walked to the corner on the other side of the second floor.The scene in front of me is a bit chaotic. A tall man with black curly hair is arguing with the person next to him. Behind the curly man is a short man who seems to want to stop their argument. There are three or four people in the room. rummage for something.

Gu Xihe stood at the door and looked at the scene in front of him, wondering if he should say something, or should he just go back to sleep as if he didn't know what to do?Suddenly, the curly-haired man seemed to sense Gu Xihe's gaze, and a pair of gray eyes looked at Gu Xihe sharply.

The other people in the room also turned their eyes to the door because that person suddenly turned their heads to look at the door. Naturally, they saw Gu Xihe standing at the door, and everyone fell silent.

That curly hair should be Sherlock Holmes, right?Tsk tsk tsk, it's a pity that I can't flirt with these long straight legs, this waist, and the muscles that are faintly visible under the shirt.The short man behind him should be Dr. Watson?The person arguing with Mr. Holmes seems to be a policeman, maybe Lestrade, and the others are also Scotland Yard policemen?

"Does this lady have something to entrust for her late-night visit?" Watson saw a little Asian girl standing at the door and began to imagine what must have happened, so he also came to 221B for help at night.

Sherlock looked at Gu Xihe, narrowed his eyes, and said affirmatively to Gu Xihe, "Obviously, this is our tenant who just moved in, and she also knows us."

Gu Xihe sighed in his heart, he deserved to be a famous detective, and he could see his familiarity with them.But Gu Xihe would not admit it. She looked up at Sherlock, tilted her head, as if thinking about what he meant just now, and then smiled brightly, "Yes, you are Mr. Sherlock Holmes. Although I haven't met you guys, but I know you guys. Mrs. Hudson told me about you today. Then I looked it up on the internet and, um, found your website."

Sherlock looked at Gu Xihe's expression, "Lie."

Gu Xihe looked at Sherlock with a smile, "I didn't lie."

So, the highest state of lying is that what I say is true, but I just omit the key things.Everything I said is true. I know them, but I haven't seen them.It's just that I didn't make it clear where I knew it.Mrs. Hudson did talk about them to herself today, and she did visit Mr. Holmes' website just now.

"Xihe Gu, 22 years old, a flower grower, got off the plane at [-] o'clock this afternoon, and slept until just now after arriving at Baker Street. The family is well-off, his parents have passed away, and he suffers from PTSD. He often calls his deceased parents. In fact, there is no one answering the phone at all. Single, withdrawn, no friends. Engaged in the work of cultural relics identification, learned basic fighting, and is proficient in computers. I will be working in the British Museum soon. Because I have no relatives, no friends, and colleagues The relationship is also average. I got lost at the intersection of Baker Street today, ma'am, you may need a guide dog when you go out."

Gu Xihe: ...

Sure enough, she can't flirt, and she has a poisonous tongue, so when she comes up, it's a knowing blow.The original owner was indeed suffering from PTSD. Her parents died in front of her, so she subconsciously did not accept this reality. She often dialed the mobile phone number of her deceased parents and talked by herself, but it’s not good to say it in person, right?Gu Xihe only remembered the original owner's illness when he woke up, and then made that phone call.But you have the nerve to say that I am withdrawn and have no friends? ?Sherlock laughed at me for having no friends? !

Sherlock looked at the girl in front of him, frowning slightly, because the information he could read was really little compared to other people.I didn't investigate her life experience. Anyone who can live in Mycroft will be investigated, and there will be no problem.But the person in front of him seems to be covered in a layer of fog, which makes people unable to resist exploring.

Thinking that Mycroft might have missed something and didn't discover it, Sherlock couldn't help gloating in his heart. It would be even better if he could know before McCoff found out.

Watson saw his roommate reasoning with the little girl who just moved in, and even talked about the death of his parents and his withdrawn personality. He helplessly began to clean up the mess for him, hoping that the little girl would not cry.

"Sherlock!" Watson first stopped Sherlock.

Then he turned around, pulled a smile, and explained softly to Gu Xihe, "Sherlock didn't mean anything malicious, he just... just... Hehe, my name is John Watson and I'm a doctor. My roommate, Sherlock Holmes, is the consulting detective, and this is Inspector Lestrade, and the others are Scotland Yard police officers. Please sit down, would you like a cup of coffee?" Watson wanted to explain something, but the words fell short. I didn't know what to say, so I changed the subject abruptly, introduced myself, and introduced the people in the room by the way.

Gu Xihe was suddenly teased by Sherlock and had no relatives or friends. Although these were similar to the original owner's situation and her own situation, but she was teased and withdrawn by a guy who didn't even have friends? !Simply intolerable.When she was studying in the system, she was reasoned by Chris, not to mention the vest, and there was no underwear left, but it was only herself and Chris.Now that Mr. Detective is reasoning in public, she can already see those policemen looking at her with "another freak" eyes.

Gu Xihe was now a little thankful for Chrissy's devil training. She looked at Sherlock with a smile, "I was still wearing a coat and a scarf in the room. There are some drops of water on the coat, which means that you have just come back from the outside. From your breathing rate And the mud and water stains on the bottom of the trousers. Judging from the few streets I ran just now, it shouldn’t be a night run at this time? Is it to catch criminals? It smells of nicotine, and there are at least two nicotine patches. Bullet holes on the wall, The unknown object in the petri dish, the skull over there, has a high IQ, irritable personality, no friends, and likes to pursue the pleasure of solving difficult problems, andavirgin. (virgin)”

Everyone in the house did not speak, and looked at Sherlock and Gu Xihe quietly.People in Scotland Yard, in particular, are crying out from the bottom of their hearts.Someone finally picked Sherlock, this guy finally got his karma.As for Gu Xihe, everyone felt that the cute girl paper suddenly turned into a 1.8-meter Chinese paper, just like seeing a cute cat suddenly transform into a tiger, still in front of you Raw tore has been prey like, shocking.

"Can you see that too?" Watson was a little shocked.

"It's confirmed now..."

Gu Xihe ignored the reactions of Sherlock and the others, turned around and introduced to Watson, "My name is Xihe Gu, you can also call me Olivia, from a flower grower, I just arrived in London today .Nice to meet you, Dr. Watson, and Mr. Holmes, Inspector Lestrade. I do suffer from PTSD, but I don’t attack people. I hope you don’t mind. I heard a voice from here just now, so Come and see if I'm bothering you?"

The original owner's English name was Olivia, so Gu Xihe planned to keep using this English name, it was just a title anyway.

Watson saw that the little girl not only didn't cry, but also gave Sherlock a slap. He was surprised to see Sherlock being slapped.The little girl looks harmless, but it cannot be ignored.In fact, seeing Sherlock being reasoned by others, he was also secretly happy in his heart. You have today, and after seeing him, you will often use yourself to reason.But seeing that the house is as quiet as a chicken now, I still need to ease the atmosphere by myself.