Sherlock Holmes' Neighborhood 221C

Wu Zhen has lived in a scientific world since he was born. After studying medicine, he received a lot of edification, from the atheist passer-by class to the passer-by fan class.

For what she said, neither reject nor fully accept.

The past 200 years have been the most glorious period in the history of human evolution. Science has used many iron-like facts to show that demons, ghosts, ghosts and monsters do not exist. In most literary works, they are used as rhetorical devices to describe evil. people.

In other words, all the strange and chaotic things are created by people, or people imagined out of thin air.

If they exist, they will only exist in people's hearts. There is the soil for them to breed, and they can only breed there.

And this person, obviously, had a head injury.

Some hallucinations are understandable.

"My name is Sophie."

"It's good if you call me."

"Really? (zhen)"

"Yes."

Sophie pouted at the table where the daffodils were placed. "Your brother came here and saw that you just fell asleep. After a long time, a phone call came and left. He left a note and put it in the lily, saying it was very important."

Wu Zhen looked at the table.

I can only see the lilies blooming with vitality and beauty.Wu Zhen picked up the lilies, and touched the paper among the flowers with two thin white arms.

So if you leave a note, leave a note. Why do you imitate others and put the note in the flower cluster, not afraid that the note will get wet and the words will delay the matter?

Sophie saw that half of her body was blocked by the big flowers, and only a small face could be seen. She quickly fished out a piece of paper from it, lowered her head to read, and she couldn't see her again.

Wu Zhen read the note: I'm leaving.

That's right, just this sentence, written in black ink on letter paper.

Looking at the front and back of the note, there is nothing special, just three ordinary Chinese characters: I am leaving.

Just leave, why did you leave a note, I can't see you when I wake up, don't I know you are gone?

Wu Pan's style is that he likes to bring a little joy to the other party at any time, although his "little joy" often does not match the other party.

Wu Zhen crumpled the note, exerted a little force on his wrist, and threw it into the trash can like shooting a basketball.

Right in the trash can.

Wu was really happy.

Sophie watched as the ball of paper was thrown into the trash can at the end of the bed.explain:

"A tall man with black curly hair also came to see you. He said something to the doctor. It was very strange. I heard that the doctors here are very expensive. The famous doctor who owns himself is very expensive and lazy. Even if he lives in the best ward He usually doesn’t come for inspections often, and the doctor often comes as soon as he communicates.”

Wu Zhen silently sneered on Hua's side.

Naive people, Sherlock "communicates" with people, it's not communication, it's called threatening.

The sneer is back to the sneer, upon hearing this, my heart feels warm.As her employer, she still cared about her, and it didn't waste her suffering.

But she still can't figure out why Sherlock asked her to contact Hannibal.Or just for her to observe?Or does he observe?Watch on video?Just for the short two or three 10 minutes he sat under surveillance?

the following few days.Wu Zhendu is recovering in the hospital and undergoing examination.

She was also fortunate to see the history of confrontation between her patient, Miss Sophie, and the hospital doctors and nurses.

Miss Sophie is a good patient—in a sense, she pays the bills on time, checks up and takes injections and medicines during treatment, and obeys unequivocally.

Listen to what the doctors and nurses say.

When it comes to make-up and clothing, she is a particular person, and this particularity is reflected in: resolutely not wearing hospital gowns.

Head wrapped like a mummy and not wearing it.

A full set of makeup every day, deep V silk pajamas, and a scarf of the same material, wrapping around the neck and hanging lightly on the white chest.

Facing the nurse, she said plausibly, "It's just hurting your head, what kind of clothes do I care about you?"

The nurse's clothes are used to the wind and rain, and the calm attitude: "Okay, you wear it." Pointing to the entire ward, the fingers almost drew a 360-degree circle.Within the scope of the circle, there are all kinds of packaged snacks, alcohol supplements and vitamins, with various flavors.

This is given by the patients.

"These are confiscated. You can go to the outpatient clinic to get them after you are discharged from the hospital."

"Part of this is edible." Sophie looked directly into the nurse's eyes, and before the nurse said it, she lifted her chin to the right. "She can eat."

She was referring to Wu Zhen.

Compared with Sophie, Wu Zhen is simply the obedient patient every nurse dreams of.

The nurse had nothing to say, and took away some alcoholic drinks, spicy products, and various vitamins.

......

Sophie is a maverick, putting on makeup and changing clothes, smoking and not drinking.

and propagating superstitious ideas.

It is directly manifested as fooling patients who can move around in various wards, asking them to move stools and go to Sophie's ward to ask her for divination with pious belief when they are free and do not need to undergo examinations.

Sophie is a professional fortune teller who has traveled around the world. It is said that she is very famous and has been on TV.

Wu Zhen didn't know if those people who asked Sophie for fortune-telling paid the money, but seeing all kinds of potato chips, oatmeal, milk pudding and even the contraband chili bean fish fillet, Wu Zhen and Sophie filled the place in just a few days in the ward.

It was too late for the doctors and nurses to confiscate them, and they were busy with work, so they turned a blind eye and ignored them.

Wu Zhen twisted a piece of crispy potato chips from the packaging bag, and said in awe: "You are simply the leader of a cult."

Sophie leisurely leaned on the comfortable cushion at the height of half a person, watching Wu Zhen enjoying the fruit of her victory: "How, do you still believe my words?"

This was a reply to Wu Zhen's slightly sympathetic look that night.

Wu Zhen felt that Sophie had the aura of blessing the world at this time.

For the sake of snacks and drinks these days, I can't believe it.

Wu Zhen: "I believe it."

What Sophie wanted was this sentence. These two words made her feel very comfortable and satisfied. It was like letting out a long breath. It wasn't an air of deliberate revenge to make the other party admit defeat. She felt more like the air between friends. The game of dispute, since I let you say this sentence with my strength, the tone will be gone, that's fine.

Wu Zhen seemed completely unaware of being in the game.

No matter what, she just didn't want Wu Zhen to say that she didn't believe her.

The door of the ward was carefully knocked twice, it could not be a nurse, they would not knock on the door so carefully, and generally speaking, they would not wait for someone to come in at the door.

Sophie: "Come in."

The white door was opened, and a man in a hospital gown walked in with a paper bag.With a smile all over his face: "Thank you, Wizard Sophie, thank you, thank you, you are really a spirit."

Wu Zhen knew this man. He did a fortune-telling at Sophie's place two days ago, and it seemed that he was seeking good health.He was found to have a tumor in his body.

At that time, what Sophie interpreted was: there is no danger.That's probably what it means.

The man put the paper bag on the low counter full of things, and said to Sophie: "The tumor has come down, and it is benign."

Sophie said, "Yeah."

Judging by her expression, she was not surprised by this.

"The money has been transferred to your account, thank you, thank you."

With that said, the man left.close the door.

Wu Zhen has seen so many patients in the past two days, and also listened to the general process of Sophie's interpretation of the cards. Her interpretation is somewhat double-sided. Whether it is good or bad depends entirely on people's hearts. Of course, there are positive and negative interpretations. It's just that the effect is unknown.

Wu Zhen was curious, so Sophie immediately said, "After so many days, you're not curious? Don't you want to try?"

To be honest, I really think about it.

"Divination?"

Sophie's long and thin eyelashes fluttered.

"not taking."

Wu Zhen replied softly: "This is a question of mentality. The point is that one should think with positive thoughts at every moment of one's life. If there is a bad result, it will affect the mood very much. Besides, I don't accept promotion and Amway in any form."

The last sentence is the point, right?Sophie glanced sideways at her.

"Even if we're already this familiar?"

"Correct."

"Even if you ate my chips and snacks?"

"......right."

It's really cannibalistic, and she can't speak very forcefully at this moment.

Sophie looked down at the cards, her pale hands with slightly protruding veins and red nails tapped on the cards, and curled her rose-painted lips.

"At worst, I will give you an experience divination."

"Now, can I draw cards?" Sophie asked.

Wu Zhen was curious: "Why are you so persistent?"

"Because I'm curious, I've recruited many believers these days. Although they don't believe me 100%, but you are in the same ward as me and received edification at such a close distance, but you are not included. What does this mean?"

It means she is determined.