[Moriarty of Worrying about the Country] Descartes Formula

Although it was pointed out that everyone's IQ is not good, and they didn't even guess the meaning of the will left by their ancestors, but Musgrave didn't dare to complain. It should be said that he should be grateful for helping him solve this mystery It's gone.

"So, what are you going to do with those things now?" the girl said indifferently as she watched the sun set.

Musgrave had a troubled look on his face. Knowing that it was the treasure of the first life, he naturally wanted to keep it, but he had seen those treasures again, they were all worthless, a pile of old, rusty and tarnished metal pieces, and some dull crystal and glass.Apart from the reputation of one life, there is no importance, and it is a pity to discard it if it is tasteless to eat.

The girl looked at his troubled look, "Forget it, you can sell it to me." Looking at his appearance, one could guess that those things must be of little value after the erosion of time.

"However, these things may be troublesome legally. If you want to take over, they belong to the royal family after all." Musgrave was a little moved by the girl's words, and it was troublesome for him to handle it himself. It has to go through legal procedures and cost money, and those things themselves are of little value.

"Isn't it appropriate to give me something from the royal family?" The girl lifted the hem of her skirt and performed court etiquette. "Let me re-introduce, I am Beatrice Marie Victoria Feodor."

Musgrave was stunned immediately, and immediately saluted, "Your Highness!! Please forgive me for not discovering your identity at all." "I came out to play, so naturally I didn't reveal my identity. This time is also a coincidence, because Holmes Qing handed me over to Sherlock, so I followed. Do you think there is a more suitable buyer than me?"

Musgrave shook his head, "Princess, this is something belonging to the royal family, so it should be returned to you. There is no buyer to say so."

"It was just a coincidence, but what you said seemed like I was planning to snatch things by force. Since your ancestors had meritorious service in guarding the second generation, they should also be rewarded. Those things are tasteless to you and it's a pity to throw them away. To me In other words, it’s just to retrieve the relics of the ancestors in the past, it’s not a big deal, so it’s okay as a small transaction.” The girl took out the bag just now from her body and threw it to Musgrave, who was stunned for a moment I didn't know whether to answer it or not, but after seeing the girl's indifferent eyes, I still took it wisely.

"Your Highness, thank you for condescending to solve this case for us this time. You are indeed as smart as Her Majesty the Queen. Now that the matter is over, why don't I send you back." Musgray, who knew the identity of Princess Beatrice at this moment Husband dared to be the same as before, wishing he could set up a carriage to take the man to Buckingham Palace safely, otherwise he couldn't bear what happened in the middle.

"Okay, thank you~" The girl smiled, and Musgrave quickly lowered his head. He and Sherlock were classmates, and they were about the same age. Beautiful, no wonder he saw this intimidating noble aura for the first time before, it turned out to be the royal family.

It was also the first time he saw such a friendly princess. It had to be said that it relieved the pressure on him just now. After wiping the sweat off his brow, Musgrave quickly put the things he had salvaged into a brand new gift box. Packed it up and handed it to Beatrice.

In this way, the girl returned to Buckingham Palace safely with a box of inheritance from her ancestors.As for Sherlock, although she was very curious about what he was planning to do after following that person, but people cannot have the ability to clone themselves, so I will ask next time, maybe it will be another interesting case.

The queen glanced casually at Beatrice's harvest, at first she didn't pay much attention to it, but later she was surprised to find that there was a crown of the first life inside, although it was a bit worn out, but it was still recognizable.

The crown, a symbol of royal power, cannot fall into the hands of ordinary people at will. This is simply trampling on the royal power, so the queen praised Beatrice for this matter. The girl said hey, can I do it next time? go out.

The queen patted her daughter who always wanted to go out to play, wondering if it was true that she had been trapped in the palace for the past two years, and she was so suffocated that she always wanted to go out. You must know that the former Beatrice was not very good. Go out and don't like socializing.

The palace was calm and calm, but Sherlock's tracking was in trouble.

He walked out of the toilet on the train and collided with another person. It wasn't that he didn't see the person bumping into him, but that person bumped into him. If he lived in modern times, Sherlock might say it was a collision Porcelain.

His temper wasn't so bad that he would get angry when he was hit by someone, but he felt that this person's mental state was a little strange, his eyes were unfocused, as if his mind was wandering, his footsteps were weak, and there was a vaguely familiar scent on his body.

Sherlock, who had just walked towards the little princess, suddenly remembered what that familiar aroma was, opium.

That's not a good thing. Although opium was initially abused as a panacea, it was later discovered that it was addictive and harmful to the human body, so the country banned it, but that person looked like he was taking it. People who have transitioned from opium, and it doesn't seem to be used to treat diseases, but simply smokes.

He is not surprised that there are still people selling this thing under the ban, but that thing is undoubtedly a poison that destroys the body and mind. He still wants to find out the situation behind it, who is selling it, how many buyers are there, and whether it can be taken away in one pot This danger.

I have to say that although he doesn't like his elder brother's appearance as a politician, he is still very law-abiding under the influence of his father, and he also has a sense of justice that prohibited items must be dealt with.

After following the man off the train, Sherlock realized that this was the city of Durham, which is the territory of Earl Moriarty's family. He had never been here once, even after Chris moved here. Never been here, let alone after Chris died.

I didn't expect that it would be like this when I stepped here for the first time. Although he was in a complicated mood, he still wouldn't lose track of others.

However, that person obviously looked like a drug addict, but he didn't find a place to sell opium right away, but returned to his home, wondering if he planned to come out in the middle of the night.

As for why it was determined that this was the man's home, it was naturally observed by the surrounding people and the names of the maids in the mansion.

I don't know if we have to wait until midnight, Sherlock thought about it and remembered this place, and planned to observe it in this town, because of the ban, according to the difficulty of obtaining opium, the most likely place to get a large amount of opium is the hospital, so he I plan to go to the hospital first.

But to be honest, this small town looks small, and there are quite a lot of hospitals.Sherlock found several places along the way. Because he was not injured, it would be strange to go to the hospital, so he could only observe it from the outside. It seemed to be normal, but he would not believe what was normal on the surface.

Because darkness is the best time to hide certain things, he reckoned that only at night would he discover some clues, but should he wait here until night, just find a tavern and wait.

Out of the idea that it would be easier to find clues by staring at people, he found a tavern near the mansion of the man who was clearly a heavy opiate patient.

"It's not business hours yet~" A red-haired woman who looks like a boss said casually while smoking a cigarette, Sherlock stepped back suspiciously and glanced at the signboard, this is a pub, is it a pub that only opens at night?Sherlock, who had no idea that there was a special meaning here, scratched his hair, "Just waiting here for a while, no need to order wine, let me sit here for a while."

He took out a silver coin from his pocket. To be honest, he shouldn't be so poor with his status. However, since he ran away from home last time and was stimulated by his elder brother's aggressive words that he didn't need money from the family, this time Sherlock really He didn't use any of the family's money, and paid the rent entirely by solving cases and commissions. However, he was very capricious and didn't like simple commissions. Big cases didn't happen often, so he was really poor.

The boss glanced at Sherlock, he was noncommittal about his behavior, but he also accepted the silver coin, anyway, he just sat there.

Sherlock was sitting in the tavern waiting for someone, and some young women who seemed to have just woken up came down the stairs one after another, "Huh? Boss, is it open now?" The young woman glanced at the sky.

"He's just sitting down." The boss replied, "Go and prepare dinner, it's almost time to eat." "Okay." The appearance of those women suddenly made the tavern lively, and Sherlock felt uncomfortable. Because those women seem to be judging him, "He's a handsome guy~" "Why, you're so young~" "No, but what is he waiting for? Could it be that he has an appointment with someone here."

"Guest, let's have a cup of hot water first." A girl with blond hair and brown eyes put a cup of hot water in front of Sherlock, Sherlock looked at her suspiciously, and she smiled "It's free."

"Frieda~ You are being kind again. When you come to the tavern, you let the guests buy wine. What water do you give~" The woman on the side said with a smile, but there was no malice. The girl's smile was very contagious, "Because the guests Since you are waiting for someone, there must be something important, and it will be delayed if you get drunk."

"Well, thank you." It was the first time for Sherlock to take the initiative to speak. Frieda smiled back at him, and he picked up the cup and took a sip.

The night was hazy, the man finally went out, Sherlock got up, opened the door, and followed, the boss took a look and then looked away, as if he was a detective, did we have any cases here?I have to say that being a tavern owner is not to be underestimated in terms of being well-informed.

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Small theater: Musgrave opened the small bag after the princess left. He thought it was not much money, even if it was all in pounds, it would not be too much. It turned out that it was a dozen diamonds and precious stones. It turned out that the royal family did not pay. Money with gems, really worthy of a rich man.

Musgrave, who originally inherited the family business but spent a lot of money, was basically a semi-poor, deeply felt the light of money, and completely surrendered in his heart.So, when Musgrave met the princess again. "I heard that you are a member of parliament. I want you to help me support a bill. Your friends and people from the same party can help me call it as much as you can." "I see, princess! The task must be completed. ’ Enthusiasm surged, a flame ignited behind her.

"?" The girl who didn't know where her enthusiasm came from looked confused.