Sherlock Holmes' Neighborhood 221C

Inside London Airport

The clean and tidy toilet door was lit with white lights, and people came and went on the reflective floor. Most of the passing people looked at the little girl waiting for someone at the door of the men's toilet with curious eyes.She is wearing a beige slim-fit windbreaker, with long black hair flowing down her shoulders, and a pair of big sunglasses on her petite and fair face, only revealing her moist lips and chin. The girl is leaning on several large suitcases, with a very leisurely attitude .

Leisure is superficial.

Wu Zhen's fingers on the box were constantly beating the box in small increments.

It is a piano sonata, Dawn.

It's just the solo practice of the right hand part. Sometimes, Wu Zhen likes to play with his left and right hands separately, or use only one hand to complete the concise movement.

Waiting for someone is already very uncomfortable, and there are so many people watching.

really...

Tired of knocking with one hand, she stopped, dragged a few large boxes, and continued to wait at the door of the women's toilet.

There are fewer people looking at her, is it a mistake to wait for someone at the door of the men's toilet? !

"Wu Zhen..." A weak shout came from the door of the men's toilet.

Wu Zhen heard the sound and turned to look at the men's toilet.A hand with distinct bones appeared on the door frame of the men's toilet, and Wu Pan supported the wall, with sunglasses hanging on his face, and stretched out his hand in the direction of Wu Zhen, waiting for the little eunuch to help with the noble posture of a queen mother.

"Help me..."

Eunuch Wu Zhen crossed his arms and didn't intend to pay attention to that paw.

"Wu Pan, did you fall into the toilet?"

Wu Pan looked serious, and said, "Why are you talking to my brother!" He straddled his long legs and walked in front of Wu Zhen, took the box, and the two walked out of the airport together.

"I was just a little airsick and ran to the toilet to throw up."

"You vomited the time of a whole sonata." Wu Zhen raised his arm and glanced at his watch.

"You actually timed it?"

"You gotta let me find something to do."

The two walked out while talking, and walked out of the London airport gate. It was foggy outside, and the high-rise buildings in London were hidden in the fog and could not be seen clearly.

Wu Pan whistled briskly: "London, the city of fog."

The two stopped a taxi and put two large boxes into the trunk.Neither of them had the habit of sitting in the front row, so they opened the door one from the left and the other from the right to sit in the back row.

"221B Baker Street."

Wu Zhen reported a place name, the car started and drove forward.

"Mrs. Hudson must be waiting impatiently. You know we have been late for a long time."

But Wu Pan asked:

"Are you upset?"

"Why do you say that?"

"I can feel it." Wu Pan shrugged. "We are twins."

Yes, under the same black hair and complexion, the faces covered by sunglasses are almost exactly the same.A mother with the same fetus, born at one breath, and the birth time is only a few minutes apart. They are each other's half body.

"Or to put it more scientifically, it was observed from your behavior of looking out of the window once every 2 minutes." Wu Pan yawned lazily and stretched himself.The temperature inside the car and the steady speed made him a little sleepy.

"Is something going to happen?"

Wu Zhen's sixth sense has been particularly strong since he was a child. After years of practice and observation by Wu Pan, when Wu Zhen feels bad, it is likely that something is going to happen.

Wu Zhen frowned: "I can't tell. Do you remember that time when I fell from a tree and crushed you half to death? It was just a premonition before that happened."

"Well, it's me who is unlucky this time."

"Thinking about the good, maybe not necessarily. After all, I was also injured."

The car stopped, Wu Pan paid the money, got out of the car and took out his luggage, the two stood at the door of 221B, and the car drove away behind them.The two struggled to carry the two boxes up the steps.

Wu Zhen knocked on the door of 221B. After a while, there was the sound of footsteps on the floor. Wu Zhen took off his sunglasses and hung them on his chest.The door opened with a bang, and a warm and kind middle-aged woman appeared. Wu Zhen showed a sweet smile, and shook hands with Mrs. Hudson.

"Hello, Mrs. Hudson."

"Hello, you must be the real Wu of the twins, right?"

Wu Zhen was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "You guessed right, Mrs. Hudson."

Wu Pan took off his sunglasses and introduced himself to Mrs. Hudson.

"Come in, little ones."

When Wu Pan passed by Wu Zhen, he whistled briskly and whispered to her, "Hi, you're so dirty."

Then he dragged the box and ran away.

That's right, her name is read backwards: Zhenwu.Homophone: really dirty.

So the habit of foreigners calling people by their first name before their last name is really annoying!

"I talked on the phone before. You are here to see the house, but I'm afraid you will be disappointed. This is the only room left, children."

Mrs. Hudson gave them a sorry look, took out the key and opened a room with a brass nameplate engraved on it: 221c.

With a click, the door lock opened, Mrs. Hudson pushed the door open, and the three of them walked in together.

"It turned out to be a basement, enough for two people to live in, but the sun can't shine in here in the afternoon."

The house has two bedrooms and one living room with a fireplace. The kitchen and toilet are outside the door and are shared.

"If you like it, I'll have the furniture moved in right away." Mrs. Hudson looked at them without much hope

Wu Zhen carefully observed the room. Suddenly, there were several continuous bang bang bangs upstairs. Wu Zhen raised his head to look upstairs, and asked suspiciously, "Is this a gunshot? Mrs. Hudson."

"Oh, God!" Mrs. Hudson panicked and muttered something in a low voice, rubbing her hands restlessly, said excuse me hastily, and went upstairs.

Wu Pan squinted his eyes halfway, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and never made any comments. Seeing Mrs. Hudson leave, he said, "What do you think?"

For nothing else, the two of them were spoiled and spoiled at home since they were young. It is one thing to come out to practice, but it is another thing that the environment here is too bad no matter how you look at it.

"Because of poverty, brother, we have no money."

Wu Zhen carefully observed the roof to make sure there were no leaks or cracks.Because no one has cleaned the house for too long, a lot of dust has accumulated in the fireplace, and there are gray-white fluffy spider webs on some corners, but other than that, it is not bad.

Wu Zhen looked at Wu Pan, "Well, the money from our family is only enough for us to live for two weeks after paying the tuition and rent." He added, "And it's the rent here."

This is a downtown area, and generally the price is not too low, but it is close to their school, and from the price given by Mrs. Hudson, this is simply the most economical one.

Wu Pan accepted his fate, shrugged helplessly, and said, "Well, at least I hope the neighbors are not so bad."

Before the words were finished, several gunshots were heard from upstairs. This time, both of them heard clearly that it was really a gunshot.

A man who holds a gun and shoots wherever and whenever.

It's not an ideal neighborhood by any means.

Wu Zhen and Wu Pan looked at each other.

Apparently, the hope of having a good neighbor, a neighbor who loves guns and is extremely restless, has been frustrated.

The door upstairs was closed, and nothing was heard, and the gunshots were gone.I saw Mrs. Hudson rushing downstairs unbearably, constantly muttering about God.When I got down there, I saw Wu Zhen and Wu Pan, so I made up my mind.

"so what have you thought of?"

"I think we will live together in the future." Wu Zhen curled up his mouth, showing a smile, and stretched out his hand.Mrs. Hudson held her hand back with a look of surprise, and said with emotion: "My good boy, if you can't live any longer, tell me at any time, and the rest of the rent can be refunded to you."

So how unsatisfactory the living environment here is!

"Mrs. Hudson, the upstairs tenant..."

"Oh, don't bother him. He likes to be quiet, and sometimes he has a bad temper. Anyway, just don't bother him."

"Does he live alone?"

"John used to live with him, but some time ago John got married and moved out, so he lived alone."

"John?"

"A venerable doctor, true filth, boy, as you shall know later."

So it's really annoying to call it that. ＠(￣-￣)＠

"Well... Mrs. Hudson, you can call me really."

"Oh, really, come to me if you have any questions. Poor child, it must be very uncomfortable to come to a foreign country." Mrs. Hudson patted her on the shoulder as if comforting.

"Actually, it's okay."

Wu Zhen spent the whole afternoon cleaning the house, but Wu Pan ran away halfway. He hates cleaning the house, and Wu Zhen also hates cleaning the house, but someone has to clean it.

For the occasion, really for the occasion.

So Wu Zhen dug out a black and white Lolita-style maid outfit from the big suitcase, tied up her hair, and looked extremely refreshing.

Wu Zhen was humming, holding a Madeinchina feather duster, and waving it around rhythmically.

On the first afternoon she moved here, she met the legendary neighbor who was not easy to get along with.

"You're new here." A deep and gorgeous cello-like voice sounded quickly behind her.

Wu Zhen turned his head and saw a slender man in a suit with thick black curly hair.

Although he was asking a question, he used an affirmative sentence.And so far, the "difficult neighbor" has been polite.

"Yes, do you live upstairs?" Wu Zhen asked.

Of course he lived upstairs, and of course she knew he lived upstairs.So what are they doing that seems unnecessary but is actually the opening ceremony of strangers meeting!

"Obviously, yes."

Wu Zhen felt that the gray blue eyes of the person in front of her were watching her quickly like an eagle's gaze.Forgive her for using the word "observation", because his eyes are really without any emotion, just like the coldest observer, scrutinizing his experiment or prey.

"The gunshots before..."

Before Wu Zhen finished speaking, he withdrew his scrutiny and said quickly and politely: "That's just a small entertainment, Sherlock Holmes, my name."

He stretched out his hand, Wu Zhen stretched out his hand and shook it with him.She can guarantee that there is a fleeting expression on Sherlock's face, this kind of expression, she has seen some experts before when they did experiments and pondered to come to a certain conclusion.

So, she was being experimented on?

Who would have such an "interest" in someone they just met?

And who would shoot a gun for fun when bored?