When Pei Donglai dressed as John Watson

He was taken to 221b Baker Street by the car that was taken to meet the mysterious man before. When John rushed upstairs to the living room, he found that he had just sent a third text message, the content of which was 'May be in danger'. Holmes was just lying on the couch with his fists clenched, looking very relaxed.

A vein popped out of John's forehead!

"what are you doing?"

Sherlock misunderstood John's question, so he held out a hand and rolled up his sleeve.There were three discs on the arm under the sleeve. John was a doctor, so he knew what they were. "I can't even smoke a cigarette in London these days, so I can only rely on nicotine patches to stimulate my spirit and help me think."

John paused for a moment. He wasn't in the mood to explain anything about Sherlock's misunderstanding, but just casually agreed: "Three pieces?"

"One piece at a time." After finishing speaking, Sherlock clasped his hands together and stared straight at the ceiling.

John walked into the living room, thinking that there might be some danger hidden in the dark that he hadn't noticed, so he held his breath and walked into the room with vigilance, but after looking around, he still didn't find anything.

"You are in a hurry to call me back. Is there anything important?" John was thinking in his heart to ask the matter clearly, not to wrong the other party at will, while desperately suppressing his anger towards Sherlock.

But it was obvious that Sherlock's temper was not compatible with John's. In other words, Sherlock's temper was not compatible with anyone.Because after hearing John's question, he just suddenly remembered: "Ah, of course, can I borrow my phone?"

"...my cell phone?"

"Yes, because my number may be recognized, and it has been published online."

...well, being cautious is actually a good thing.And in order to have more cases to investigate, Sherlock did put his mobile phone number on the blog.

However, I was on the other side of London at the time!

Well, Sherlock is more capricious than he imagined!

John took out his mobile phone and handed it to Sherlock who was still lying on the couch, and then quietly glanced at a pink trolley case hidden behind the couch by Sherlock.

Sherlock didn't accept the phone, but instead said, "I put a note on my desk with a mobile phone number on it, you enter it, and then enter the content of the text message you want to send according to my words."

The room was a mess, and although Sherlock said the note with the number was on the table, the table in the room was full of things, so it was a bit of a hassle for John to figure out which one was the note.But luckily his eyes were good and he found it quickly.

While John entered the number, he was silently analyzing everything in his heart.

John believed that Sherlock was paying attention to this serial suicide case, so he would not be in the mood to investigate other cases, so his behavior of letting himself send text messages might also be related to this case.But it is impossible for Sherlock to have the suspect's phone number, but he doesn't want people to find out his number. Thinking about when he was in Blackston, he said that he would check the suitcase of the deceased woman to find the other party's mobile phone. John probably understood something.

It is probably because Sherlock found the deceased's pink stick box, but did not find the deceased's mobile phone inside, so he suspected that the mobile phone was in the hands of the murderer.

The identity of the deceased had been confirmed on her credit card from the very beginning, her name was Jennifer Winson, and Sherlock also concluded that she was a media person, so it is very easy to know her phone number, as long as Just look it up online.Therefore, John confirmed that the number he is entering now is the number of the mobile phone that Jennifer left in the hands of the murderer.

John spent no more than three hours with Sherlock in total, but with these three hours, John has roughly figured out what kind of person Sherlock is.After he finished entering the number, before Sherlock could speak, he eagerly entered a paragraph into the text message on his mobile phone.

Because John was typing the text message seriously, he didn't realize that Sherlock was staring at him from the other side of the couch.

It wasn't until John finished typing the text message that he realized that Sherlock hadn't spoken.

John raised his head because of this, only to find that Sherlock was standing beside him at some point.John was taken aback. After all, he had developed a little sense of arrogance, and his temperament made him extremely vigilant, but Sherlock had a way to come to him silently, which made John a little helpless.

Sherlock took the phone, and the content on it was almost exactly what he thought - what happened in Lauriston Gardens?I must have passed out, please come here.

But the most critical part at the end, that is, the address was not written, so he entered the remaining address, 22 Northumberland Street, and then pressed send. After everything was completed, Sherlock finally found John's absent-mindedness.

"What's the matter with you?" Sherlock felt a little novel about John who could understand his actions without bothering to explain himself.Although there is no such person around him, but that person is his sworn enemy, so Sherlock's feeling for John is naturally a bit special.

The most important thing is that Sherlock feels that John's personality should not be like this, but should be more aloof. The current kindness and forbearance is not in line with his nature, and it is too deliberate.

"I met a friend of yours just now. Of course, because of his appearance and attitude, I am more inclined to be your brother, because he is as tall as you and looks a bit like you." John said: "However, He said that when you hear me mention him, you will definitely say that he is your sworn enemy."

Sherlock immediately understood who John was talking about, so he asked dryly, "Did he give you money and send you to spy on me?"

"Yes." John nodded.

"Did you take it?" Sherlock asked again.

"Confiscated."

"That's a pity." Sherlock's voice regained a little anger: "If you accept it, it happens that we can split half and half. Remember to think twice next time."

That's what I said, but both Sherlock and John knew that there would be no next time.

Sherlock took out the Jennifer Winson's pink trolley suitcase that was behind the couch, and since the table was full of clutter, Sherlock set it up with a chair, and pulled Unzip it and open it.Inside were several pink feminine clothes, cosmetics, notebooks and a jewelry box with replacement jewelry.

"It seems that he lost it, and you found it." John didn't have gloves on, but because Sherlock had touched the pink suitcase and its contents just now, John didn't Add your own fingerprints in one fell swoop.

"Yes, this box is too conspicuous and easy to attract attention, so the murderer threw it away." Sherlock responded with admiration for John's answer. "Especially the man carrying it is even more suspicious. So, he had to dispose of this box."

It seems that both of them identified the murderer as a man.

"I figured he'd figured out his mistake in less than five minutes, so I searched the back alleys of Lauriston Gardens, a five-minute drive, and all the places where large items could be disposed of unnoticed. The pink suitcase was found within an hour."

"It seems that the dead man's mobile phone is missing from the contents inside?"

"Yes, and that's also... well, I think you guessed it, why I asked you to send a message."

"Of course, it's obvious. You said she has a lot of lovers, so she must be careful, so she will never leave her mobile phone at home. But she doesn't have it, she doesn't have it in the suitcase, and she can handle so many people. A man can know that she is a smart woman by her side.

Based on this, you think she knew that getting out of the car meant death, so she left the phone in the car with the case, but it is also possible that the murderer took the phone for some reason, but whatever Which kind of conjecture it is, the mobile phone must still be with the murderer, it is absolutely correct. "

At this moment, John's cell phone rang, and it was an unknown caller.

The corners of Sherlock's lips curled up for this, "It was only a few hours before the incident, but I received a text message from the victim all of a sudden. If a passer-by picked up the phone, they would definitely not care about it, but the murderer would be very surprised." Shocked."

When Sherlock finished speaking, John's phone stopped.

Sherlock stood up energetically, took off his long trench coat on the hanger, put it on, put on his scarf again, and then invited John: "Would you like to go with me?"

"Replacing your skeleton partner to open up ideas for you?" John gestured to the empty fireplace where the skeleton was originally placed.

"Yes." Sherlock said with a smile: "I like to go with a company. Talking can help me think. Is there a problem?"

"No." John stood up.

Constable Donovan told John that Sherlock Holmes was obsessed with solving crimes and enjoyed himself.But John thought, isn't he the same?

In a person's life, he always has to find some fun for himself.