When Pei Donglai dressed as John Watson

John sat in the taxi with Sherlock next to him.

Because Sherlock folded back after a while and pulled John to help.

If Sherlock invited John to go with him from the beginning, he definitely didn't intend to follow, because he didn't even know what Sherlock was going to do.However, just after Sherlock went out, he opened the newspaper that Mrs. Hedling had read before, and saw a photo of the man who came to ask Sherlock for help.

John knew that the man was Greg Lestrade, a police officer of Scotland Yard, and Lestrade and his staff were busy with a series of suicide cases. Deadly poisonous capsules, all of which are equally poisonous.

John took a look, and there were exactly three suicide cases written in the newspaper, plus today's one, exactly the same number of cases as Sherlock said.

He hasn't touched the case for a long time, and he misses it a little.

It was already dark, but the neon lights on the street made the surroundings as bright as day, and there were more people than in the morning, making it extraordinarily lively.

Sherlock was fiddling with his mobile phone, but he also knew that John was full of doubts, so after he finished sending text messages, he finally had time to take care of John's emotions. "Well, if you have any questions, just ask them."

"Yes, of course." John said, he needed more information, but facing Sherlock, he had to proceed step by step: "Where are we going?"

"Crime scene," Sherlock said. "Next question."

"Who are you? What is your occupation?" John was very interested in this, and wanted to know what capacity he was intervening in this case, because with his narcissistic personality, it is impossible to be such a disciplined profession as a policeman .

"What do you think?" Sherlock threw the question back at John.

"I'll guess..." John hesitated for a while: "Private detective."

"and then?"

"The police don't go to private investigators."

Sherlock raised the corner of his mouth and said proudly: "I am a 'consulting detective', the only one in the world, because I invented this job."

"What's that?" John frowned.

"Whenever the police are disoriented, which of course they often are, they consult me."

"The police don't consult a layman," thought John, as he did.

Obviously, John's words touched Sherlock's sensitive point. He was silent for a while, and after looking at John again, he began to think about how to convince John of his status as a consulting detective: "I When I met you, Afghanistan and Iraq were mentioned, and you seemed surprised?"

"Yes, how do you know?"

"I don't know, I just observed it." Sherlock spoke very fast to show off his evidence: "Your hairstyle and demeanor are in the style of a soldier, and you said that 'things are different' shows that in Studied at Barts medical school, so obviously a military doctor. Your face is tanned, but when you handed me your phone, I found that your wrists were not tanned, so it means you have been to a foreign country, not Because of sunbathing. Your right hand is a little stiff when you walk, but you insist on using your right hand when holding your mobile phone. Obviously you are a tough person, and you desperately hope that the injury on your hand can heal quickly, and you don’t like others You are treated as disabled, and sometimes even forget your own disability, so you are somewhat physically and mentally handicapped. It also shows that your wound is a trauma. It was injured on the battlefield, so I guess you were in Sudan, Afghanistan or Iraq in the garrison."

"..." John was silent for a while, thinking about Sherlock's words carefully.Although he is a proud person, it does not mean that he cannot accept other people's suggestions, even if it is not a suggestion, but an impression of himself in Sherlock's eyes!Moreover, except for the part about the hand injury, Sherlock was really smart and said everything right. "You said I had a therapist?"

"Of course, you have a disability, of course there will be a therapist!"

In fact, there were indeed, but it was not John who looked for them, but an acquaintance in the army who was worried and found them specially for him.John couldn't refuse other people's concern, so he would see a so-called psychiatrist every few days.However, the psychiatrist couldn't make any suitable suggestions, because she couldn't even tell that John was pretending to be sick, but because of this, she gave him a good cover.

"Then it's your brother, because of the cell phone." Sherlock didn't know John's mental activities, and continued to talk with great interest, and even reached out and took out his cell phone from John's pocket: "It's very expensive, it can send and receive Mail, you can listen to music, but you are so poor that you have to share the rent, so you didn’t buy it, but a gift. There are scratches on the phone case, and there are more than one, so it must be in the same pocket as the keys and coins. You don't do this to your own luxury so it has previous owners.

The next point is very simple, and you should know it, and that is the name engraved on the back of the phone-Harry Watson, which is obviously a gift from your family.Won't be your dad, since it's something young people play with, it could be cousins.But you're a homeless fighting hero, not like someone in an extended family, so close relative, that's brother.

Then another name Clara on the phone, and three kisses.The three kisses represent a romantic commemoration. This price should be given by the wife, not the girlfriend, and it was given recently, and it took about six months.There was a problem in the marriage, so he gave it away in six months. If she dumped him, maybe he would keep it as a souvenir, but now he wants to throw it away, which means he dumped her.

He gave you his cell phone to keep in touch with you, but you are looking for a cheap house and don't ask your brother for help, so you have a problem with him, maybe you like his wife, maybe you hate him for drinking. "

Even if Sherlock analyzed the former John Watson, it would still be enough to make the current John creepy, not to mention that Sherlock's analysis ability is almost as good as what he saw with his own eyes... Of course, Harry is his brother, not his sister , and I have no interest in Clara at all, so these two points are wrong.

It's just that although it's amazing to deduce so many things based on the name on the phone case, what's even more amazing is: "Then how do you know about his drinking?"

"It's a random guess, but it's accurate." Sherlock joked before solving the riddle for John.But John didn't really appreciate Sherlock's jokes. "There's some scuffing around the phone's power socket, which means that every night when he tries to charge it, his hand keeps shaking, which doesn't happen on a sober person's phone, and every alcoholic has it. .”

"Well, you're right." Sherlock returned the phone to John, and after he took it back, he praised it.

"Am I right? Where is it right?" Although Sherlock is proficient in analysis, of course, he calls it deductive method, but he also knows that deductive method cannot be all right, and there will always be mistakes.

That's not what John wants to say, though: "Police don't consult laymen." John ponders grammar: "This is... amazing."

The unexpected answer made Sherlock a little unspeakably excited: "You think so?"

"Of course." Sherlock's lack of confidence made John raise his eyebrows. "It's amazing, it's really amazing."

"Other people don't usually say that."

"Oh? What do other people usually say?"

"Go away!"

Then they looked at each other and smiled, feeling that at this moment, they got a lot closer.

After arriving at Lauriston Gardens in Blackston, there is no need to ask for directions, because you can already see the cordon set up by the Scotland Yard police officers.

Sherlock and John got off the taxi, and then he couldn't help asking: "Where did I guess wrong?" more precise.

"Harry and I have a bad relationship. To be precise, it has never been good." John said, because the relationship between John and Harry was like this before, and after he came to this body, he tried to get along with him relationship, but in fact, I couldn't bear Hariri's alcoholism. "Clara and Harry broke up three months ago, they're in the process of getting a divorce, and Harry is a real alcoholic."

"That means all hits?" Sherlock walked in front, and John's face with his back turned was full of spirits. "I didn't expect to guess everything right."

However, John quickly poured a basin of cold water on him: "Harry is Harry's nickname."

Sherlock stopped, and John also stopped, looking at each other inexplicably.

"Harry is your sister?" Sherlock said angrily, "Damn it, it's a sister. Well, there's always something wrong."

Well, Sherlock really doesn't look like Di Renjie at all, because even if Di Renjie guessed wrong, he wouldn't act as naive as him.

However, seeing Sherlock like this, John felt that he liked him a little bit.

Very cute personality, just when John was scared by Sherlock's analytical ability, he finally discovered a little bit of the other's cuteness.