Bad days as neighbors with Sherlock Holmes

Elena froze for a moment.

Elena didn't ask until the detectives handcuffed him, and each of them held him firmly down the stairs.

"Why are you worried about me?" She looked at Holmes who was still on the third floor, a little dazed, "I'm fine, except that I can't react."

She still couldn't figure out what was going on, but the movement of Lalou's escape clearly admitted that he was indeed the murderer.

But why?What does this have to do with Lalou?

Could he be the one who secretly taught Renault?

But why did he kill people? I can't justify it.

Holmes took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it with a match, and started smoking.

"In this case," he said as the smoke drifted up, "in addition to Kai Lalu, there is also a criminal who cooperated with him in killing."

"So you captured that criminal just now, didn't you?" Elena laughed.

She thought that Holmes was purposely explaining why she was late, so she simply pulled him to sit down, "Then you are really amazing, I've always known this, but I think you will be even stronger today."

Elena's complimenting tone seemed to be coaxing a child.

She also patted Holmes' hand, "No matter what, Sherlock is the most powerful in my heart."

Holmes followed her and sat down on the sofa.

Hearing what Elena said, Holmes' cheeks flushed slightly, and he almost burst out laughing.

This seems to be no different from him who heard the compliment three years ago, except that the relationship between the two is getting closer now, and they still get along as before.

After coughing, Holmes returned to the serious topic, "The other prisoner is Su Ge."

Elena was picking up the teapot, intending to pour a cup of tea for each of them, when she heard this sentence, she froze for a moment.

The spout tilted, and the hot water poured directly onto the back of Eileen's hand, causing her to "hiss" when it was so hot.

"Suge?" she repeated, a little dazedly.

Fortunately, the water had been cold for a while, the back of Eileen's hand was only slightly reddened, and the skin was not broken.

After a simple rinse, she sat back on the sofa and murmured, "It turned out to be her."

Thinking of Su Ge's injuries yesterday, Elena sighed again.

"Why are they killing people?" she asked, frowning.

Holmes didn't speak, but Watson, who was catching up with the medicine box, simply put the box down and explained.

"Laloux is the older brother of Miss Reynolds," Watson said. "When he was a teenager, he was taken away by his uncle and went to America. After his father passed away, Miss Reynolds was tricked by his mother to come here. He was not I don't know."

"After he came back, he immediately planned to send his sister out of this place, but because there was no suitable opportunity, he had to put this matter on hold for the time being. As a well-known builder in America, Miss Reynolds' paintings and basic He taught architectural knowledge. After a few years, he heard that the school of architecture recruited students, and that it was not limited to men and women, so he planned to send his younger sister in."

This was what she had told them when Miss Sugar had just been arrested at her house.

Elena nodded, and Holmes next to her explained what Watson said.

"And this time, it was the deceased who threatened to expose the relationship between the two, forcing Reynolds to pay a huge sum of money and transfer all the property under his name," he said, "Lalou just came to find Reynolds , overheard the conversation."

"So Lalou deliberately said that he paid the money, and then killed Kewei, right?" Elena guessed.

She couldn't help covering her eyes with her hand, trying to fool her still waking thoughts.

"Yes. But the previous poison was given by Su Ge who learned about it. In the morning when Kewei was still in the brothel, she put the water in Kewei's cup. Renault knew about it because of this The appearance of this kind of poison was exactly the same as that published in the newspaper. She decided to take the responsibility this time after she went to question Suge. After all, someone saw Kewei threatening her, and she killed out of necessity. Brother is a little lighter."

Elena leaned on the back of the sofa and nodded.

After hearing the ins and outs of this matter, she paused for a while, then asked in a daze, "Can't... not sue?"

From this incident, all she saw was powerlessness.

In order to keep this secret, coupled with the previous hatred, Lalou and Su Ge killed Kvey, but Reynolds chose to take the blame for the two.

Elena understood what they were thinking.

Reynolds wanted to replace the murderer so that his brother and friends would be safe.

Perhaps she also had in mind the upcoming opera house.

Elena clearly remembered that she also chatted with her about this awards competition, but the tone of the joke at that time was a bit serious now.

Even though Su Ge was threatened by Reynolds, he still told the story.

Regardless of the fact that her accomplice's identity might be exposed, she might have seen the end of her arrest when she went to Eric.

And Lalou... Elena didn't think it was unintentional that he chose to come to Baker Street to find her after her sister was acquitted.

Whatever the consequences of his coming this time, it has nothing to do with Reynolds.

This time the case was full of flaws, and it was ridiculously clumsy. The three of them almost tried to cover each other's traces, and then produced more traces.

But their starting point is always the other party's safety.

"That's the complexity of human nature," Holmes said.

He embraced Elena and patted her on the back lightly, "Although I have been pursuing to solve those subtle crimes, I have to say that in fact, more cases like this happened in London, Erin Na."

Elena breathed a sigh of relief and leaned on his arm.

"For the case itself, the complex core always lies in the person himself, and it is the most common case that highlights this feature," Holmes continued, "When I went to the scene, after I finished the case, I probably thought more about This person’s motives for committing the crime, the means of committing the crime, the tools used, the way the body was disposed of after the murder... But there may not be so many well-planned cases in the world. It’s more that I killed a person on impulse, and that’s it. "

He changed the subject, "Let's talk about something else. Do you have an appointment tonight?"

These words provoked Elena to forcefully smile.

"I'm not particularly upset," she replied, "I'm just a little overwhelmed..."

For Elena, the impact of this incident on her lies more in the fact that "familiar people were involved in the case, but they actually didn't make any big mistakes".

If someone threatens her father or other relatives or close friends with an unspeakable matter, and there is no way to turn for help at this time, because it will expose this unspeakable matter, she does not feel that she has done it. would be better than Lalou.

But Eileen clearly knew that killing people was wrong.

She can't bear the weight of a person's life, even if that person is a heinous person who commits all kinds of crimes.

For Eileen, she would rather send this kind of person to hell to be tortured slowly, than Eileen would not kill him.

When you die, you lose everything. For some reason, she has always firmly remembered this point.

"I know, I know," Holmes said reassuringly. "So, when you calm down, is Miss Elena free to have dinner with me?"

He took out two invitation letters from his pocket, "The owner and I are old acquaintances at the newly opened restaurant today, so I got two tickets. Do you want to try it?"

Looking at the two coupons, Elena laughed and said, "There are only two coupons, so what should Dr. Watson do?"

"I've got an appointment," said Watson, scratching his hair. "I wish I'd come with you—but obviously I can't."

Elena looked at him, "With a lady?"

Her guess made Watson laugh.

"Miss Elena, it's very interesting to think so," he replied, "I was invited to see his mother after dinner, and he invited me to dine at his house too. , and indeed a lady."

He shrugged. "Have a nice meal."

Elena nodded.

"Don't worry, Dr. Watson," she said comfortingly, "I will tell you which dishes are more delicious.

After the meal, it was time for the usual walk.

This time the restaurant is not far from Regent's Park, so after eating, the two decided to go for a walk in Regent's Park to digest food.

With the soft evening breeze, the two held hands and walked in the park at dusk, which was a kind of sweetness and romance to each other.

Since both Elena and Holmes are relatively busy, the time spent walking on the forest path is precious to them.

They have no time to ride horses for a parade, have no time to find a place with a lake to whisper in a comfortable afternoon, and have little time to create misunderstandings and conflicts.

But this kind of ordinaryness in the trivial is also the same happiness for the two of them.

The two stepped over the thick pile of leaves and walked to the wooden bench in the middle of the grass.

The boots made a crisp sound as they stepped on the leaves.

The sun was setting, dusk was gradually fading away, and the sky began to be stained with gray and gradually darkened.

Elena leaned against Holmes like this, and the two quietly enjoyed the tranquility of this moment.

The sky gradually darkened, and finally fell into a gray black.

What Elena couldn't imagine was that a small firefly sprang out from the forest.

It's the end of summer now, and Elena didn't expect that there would still be fireflies at this time.

It swayed slowly, then landed on the back of the chair and remained motionless.

After squatting for a while, it seemed that it was very boring here, so it flapped its wings and flew away.

The little lamp on its tail flickered and came on again.

"Look, Sherlock," said Elena, "Fireflies!"

She turned to look at Holmes, only to find that he was looking at her extremely intently, and smiled gently when he saw her gaze.

The atmosphere was just right, Elena simply grabbed Holmes by the collar, motioning him to bow his head.

Then he repeated the old trick and kissed him resoundingly.

The two exchanged a kiss.

Holmes embraced Elena, who was embarrassed after kissing, and leaned down to kiss her again.

At this time, it was Holmes who took the initiative, and Elena had no choice but to follow his rhythm, ups and downs in this passionate and surprisingly passionate kiss.

In this hazy and lingering kiss, she vaguely remembered that a year ago, she had seen a firefly in the same way.

Thinking about it this way, they have been together for a long time, but their love has not disappeared because of the passage of time.

All they look forward to is to gaze at each other during their breaks, to be appreciated by the loved one, and to laugh with that person.

There is no vigorousness, nor does it necessarily run hand in hand in solving the case.

They have similar but completely different paths, they just need to keep walking along the path and walk hand in hand.

"I may be away for a while after this case is over," said Holmes, after the kiss had ended.

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