When Pei Donglai dressed as John Watson

The National Antique Museum at night is very quiet, as if the sound of a needle falling to the ground can be heard, but this kind of quietness is particularly terrifying in a certain sense, because all the furnishings inside are at least a few Precious items with a history of hundreds of years, and such items usually have some related legends, which makes people creepy.

And in this quiet night, a very soft voice suddenly sounded, and it didn't take long before the light footsteps came from far to near, and came to the bulletproof glass display case with teapots from China.

It was a Chinese woman wearing a blue cheongsam embroidered with rich and noble flowers, with beautiful and smooth long black hair, which was spread over the shoulders by its owner, making the woman's soft and beautiful appearance even more gentle and pure.

The Chinese woman took a dry teapot from a display case, and she took it to the seat where the tea ceremony was performed, made tea with this teapot, and washed it with another teapot.

She was concentrating on maintaining the teapot in her hand, but she didn't notice that someone was slowly approaching her. It wasn't until the figure came to her side that she was startled.

But even so, she didn't put down the teapot in her hand, nor did she let go of it because of fright.She held it tightly and firmly in her hand, because she really liked these teapots and didn't want it to lose its beauty.

"Hello, Miss Yao Sulin, would you like a biscuit?" It turned out that the mysterious woman who suddenly appeared in the National Museum of Antiques was Yao Sulin, and the person who approached her suddenly knew that it was Sherlock Holmes who had been waiting for a while.

"This is a thing that has been around for hundreds of years. If someone else is scared like me in the middle of the night by you, it will be broken." Yao Sulin didn't know Sherlock, but for the teapot His love made her unable to keep herself from uttering vicious words even when she couldn't protect herself.

Even if she regretted it the next second.

John turned on the light in the tea house, [Hello, Ms. Yao. 】John speaks Chinese, and the address is not Miss, but Miss.Because at that time, the girl was called the woman of a decent family, and the young lady referred to the prostitute in the Goulan courtyard. [I am John Watson, and the person in front of you is Sherlock Holmes. We found the code when we were investigating the cause of death of two smuggled smugglers, and then traced it to you. 】

Yao Sulin was taken aback when she heard someone speaking Chinese to her, but she has experienced many things, so she can calm down quickly.

"You saw the password." After listening to John's explanation, Yao Sulin frowned and put the teapot on the table, then sat upright and talked to them.However, when she observed that the man named Sherlock in front of her was frowning when she heard John speak Chinese, she wisely chose to speak in English: "Then you know they are coming for me? "

"Yes." Sherlock answered her, he was very satisfied that Yao Sulin was smart enough: "Until now, your strategy of avoiding him has been very clever, but you shouldn't leave such a big loophole and come out every night to pay for these tea sets." Maintain it, because in this way, anyone who is more careful will find that you are actually hidden in this museum."

"I have to finish it and finish my job." Yao Sulin's tone was firm, but when she mentioned the matter of smuggling, she was still a little lonely: "Sooner or later it is destined, he will always find me."

"Who is he? Have you seen him?" Sherlock caught the point and asked.

The secret has been hidden for too long, Yao Sulin really needs someone to tell. "I met him in China when I was young." She was silent for a while, as if she was thinking about how to explain the whole process and how to explain the whole incident. "I recognized his...name."

"That password?" Sherlock took Yao Sulin's words. Although he could not deduce what he wanted in her few short sentences, he could add fuel to the flames and help him get the result he wanted.

"Only he would do this." Yao Sulin's words seemed to be answering Sherlock, but it didn't seem to be the case. 【spider. 】

【spider? ] John frowned.

Yao Sulin was a little relieved after saying this, and then she put her right foot on her left foot, took off her shoes, and revealed a logo tattooed on the bottom of her feet.

"Do you recognize the emblem?" It was a black coat of arms, a stick figure lotus flower in a circular frame.Yao Sulin actually didn't express any hope when she asked, because this is a Chinese gang, even if it is a gang that smuggles Chinese antiques to the UK, it doesn't mean that any detective anywhere will recognize it.

But unexpectedly, Sherlock recognized it, so he replied: "Yes." Because just today, the Chinese man he caught when he sneaked into Yao Sulin's apartment had a black paper flower on his body. Folded lotus. "It's a hallmark."

Sherlock has also done some research on Chinese gangsters. "An ancient gang organization, originated from China."

"Yes, you are right." It was really an unbearable past, but Yao Sulin had to recall: "Every little boy has this logo, and of course everyone who transports goods for them is also included. "

"Shipping?" John frowned and said, "So you also do smuggling?"

"At that time, I was only 15 years old, my parents died, I had no one to rely on, and I couldn't make a living every day." Yao Sulin put on her shoes expressionlessly, but the emotion under her eyes showed that she was not so indifferent. "Only work for gangsters."

"Who are they?" For Yao Sulin, Sherlock has already deduced her life, so he is not interested in her experiences, he just wants to know who and what is the name of the person who killed Eddie and Brian.

"They are called the Black Lotus Gang." Yao Sulin was a little unhappy that her own experience was nothing in the eyes of others, but at the same time she was also faintly relieved, for the sake of others, she did not regard herself as a different kind.Therefore, she still told Sherlock the truth sincerely: "When I was 16 years old, I had already brought drugs worth thousands of pounds into Hong Kong."

"But I ended that life." Although Sherlock didn't care about her past, Yao Sulin continued, even if she said intermittently: "I came to England. Here, I found a job, and then everything It's starting to get better."

Speaking of this, Yao Sulin's mood began to improve, although it was only at this moment. "A new life," she called her new life in England, as if it were her new life.

"And then he came to you." Sherlock was always keen to throw cold water on people, as he was doing now.

Following Sherlock's words, Yao Sulin obviously fell into inexplicable sadness and despair.

"Yes." She nodded, her eyes were a little wet, and her emotions began to agitate: "I hoped that after five years, they might have forgotten about me."

"But they never really let you go," Sherlock concluded.

Both John and Yao Sulin, who were present, agreed.

"In such a small community like ours, they have always been with us like a shadow." A tear fell from the corner of her eye, and Yao Sulin wiped it away with her hands. "He came to my apartment and asked me to help him find some things that had been stolen."

In this way, it is completely consistent with Sherlock's previous reasoning.

But... "So you don't really know what you're looking for?" John asked her.

"Yes." Yao Sulin answered him: "Because I refused to help him find such things." Of course, this may be a wrong decision, because it made her fall into a trap.But since Yao Sulin chose to say goodbye to everything in the past, she would naturally not let the past disturb her future life.

Because she knew that as long as she agreed to help with this answer, she would never be able to leave the Black Lotus Society until death came.

And now, although he is always threatened with death, at least he can die cleanly instead of being dyed black all over his body.

"So, when you were in China back then, did you have a deep friendship with him?" Pei Donglai was very used to this kind of conversation in the Dali Temple in his previous life, and now he has the same experience of returning to work, so John's words are very familiar.

"Well, of course." Yao Sulin looked at John: "Because he is my real brother."

John and Sherlock looked at each other. They both remembered the Chinese man who was caught in Yao Sulin's apartment and was sent to Scotland Yard now.

Thinking about it carefully, that man and Yao Sulin do look a bit alike.

"Two orphans, we have no choice. Otherwise, we will work for the Black Lotus Gang, otherwise, we will starve to death on the street like a beggar." Yao Sulin sighed: "My brother has become their leader. Work under the hands of a person surnamed Shan, and this person is the leader of the Black Lotus Gang."

"In the end, I drove my brother away, and he said I had betrayed him. Then, when I was at work the next day, I saw the password at a glance."

The author has something to say: Thank you geminiq for throwing a landmine for me~~ ok~~~