Baker Street Check-In Record [Sherlock Holmes]

Holmes had eaten at noon, and was about to go directly to the laboratory to find Sylvester. His thoughts were blocked, and more exchanges could always find some inspiration.

When I met a classmate in the cafeteria, the classmate told him that there was a telegram for him, and it was in the hands of the dormitory supervisor.Holmes thought for a while, maybe it came from Mycroft, he didn't want to know the answer so much at the moment, but he was a little hesitant to take it.

In the end he went back.

His name was written on the telegram, but the moment he saw the telegram, he realized that this telegram was not from Mycroft.

[Mr. Sylvester, Johnson has discovered. ]

Why had the telegram to Sylvester been sent to him?Who is Johnson?

He put away the telegram suspiciously, but he still had to go to Sylvester first.

But Miss Cecily, who is loved by her idol, does not have this burden. She is concerned about the results of Susanna, but she thinks that it will not be so fast, thinking that there is really nothing she can do. I just concentrate on my studies, in order to be a better assistant.

I will meet Holmes in the afternoon, and I don't know if there is any progress.Cecily guessed that Holmes would go to the classroom without hesitation—he was busy investigating the case, so he probably wasn't very interested in the experiment.

Cecily was in a good mood, and arrived at the entrance of the laboratory building 10 minutes earlier. Just as she squatted down to lock the car, she was patted on the back, almost bouncing up in fright.

"Holmes?!" Cecily turned around and accidentally scratched the lock. She didn't even have time to take a look. "Why are you here?"

In fact, she really wanted to say that you are waiting for me here?

After thinking about it, I feel too gay.

"Waiting for you here," he smiled, "Maybe there is no time for experiments."

Holmes's smile almost took Cecily's soul away. Cecily's first reaction was you, charming little elf. It made me want to skip class.

But she held back, she thought it was so disrespectful to the idol.

This kind of nature is as bad as yy himself and his idol, the bad nature should be criticized!

"What's the situation?" She didn't lock the lock, and quickly stood up.

"Scratched your hand? Be careful, your hand will be operated on later," Holmes noticed the bloodstains on the hand of the man in front of him. "I received a telegram at noon today."

Cecily was really stunned at the moment: "So fast? Did I just tell her to find someone last night?"

"she?"

Cecily glanced around: "Let's go out and meet together, and talk while walking, I hope the teacher won't blame me for skipping class today."

"I'll cover for you."

"You can pull it down, and you can skip class too." Cecily smiled, and squatted down to lock the bicycle.

"Don't you ride a bicycle?" Holmes was a little puzzled.

"It won't be convenient later," Cecily explained directly without talking nonsense, "I haven't done anything these days, just go to that coffee shop often, and Swift's absence proves that."

"Then I gave a little girl a little money, maybe it was more opportunistic. The little girl thought that I was always looking at the window because I was looking for someone." Cecily thought it was too smooth now, "She didn't Ask me why, just ask me if I’m looking for someone.”

"Are you also considering that Swift will have a stand-in to help make an alibi?" When it comes to this, Holmes immediately understood.

"It's actually a coincidence." Cecily smiled, "I really didn't expect it to go so smoothly."

"It seems that there are other circumstances. I think your situation is more joyful than finding a suspected double." Holmes already had an answer in his mind. "You have found who the double is, right?"

"Yes, Suzanne—that little girl, she told me that she saw a person negotiating a deal with Johnson, and then Johnson disappeared," Cecily said with a heavy tone, "I thought something was wrong at the time." , I just asked one more question, does the person negotiating the deal look similar in height and build to Johnson, and she told me yes. I also asked her if she could recognize that person if she saw him again, and she also said that she should be able to, I I thought it was very possible.”

Holmes didn't speak for a long time. As he walked, he suddenly laughed.

"You are really, really wonderful!" Holmes patted her on the shoulder. "Why didn't I think that Susanna was a beggar near the coffee shop?"

"Yes."

"My, mine," he shook his head, "I know how to ask for news, why have I never thought about these children and these beggars? If this is confirmed, this move is really great. !"

It was only then that Cecily realized that Sherlock Holmes didn't have a Baker Street squad at this time. If it develops and develops, it will be simply... amazing.

She felt a little dizzy and excited, but she was afraid of losing in the end, so she just smiled: "I'm not sure yet, let's go faster."

Cecily had just reached the intersection when she was spotted by Susanna. Susanna ran over in a panic, saw that there was another person beside Cecily, and reacted after a second of dullness: "This is Mr. Holmes?"

"That's right," Cecily pointed to Holmes. "We are investigating a case, and you can tell him anything you can tell me."

"We found Johnson, dead, in a bush on the lower River Cam."

Holmes was also taken aback for a moment, and squatted down to press Susanna: "Are you sure it's Johnson?"

Susanna nodded without hesitation at all: "And no one else has reported the crime. I promised Mr. Sylvester to tell him before calling the police."

Holmes turned around and glanced at Cecily: "Then let's go now."

He turned to look at Suzanne again: "Do you know the way?"

Susannah nodded affirmatively.

"Let's take the carriage." Holmes got up, just as a carriage passed by, he raised his stick to call for a stop.

Cecily got into the car first without hesitation, and Holmes didn't let the little girl Susannah climb up by herself, but reached out to help her into the car in a gentlemanly manner before going up by himself.

Now squeezed between the two adults, Susannah felt a little uncomfortable. She thanked Holmes in a low voice, and quietly leaned closer to Sylvester.Cecily didn't feel much about the little girl's approach, but Holmes noticed it and didn't say anything.After all, it was right for Suzanne and Sylvester to be closer, they knew each other first.

In the past, when Cecily and Holmes sat in the same carriage, there would always be something to talk about, but now with Susanna in the middle, it seemed a little quiet.The clever little girl seemed a little uncertain whether to speak or not, so she simply sat quietly next to Cecily.

Holmes spoke first: "Susanna, may I call you that?"

Susanna did not look directly at Holmes, but first glanced at Cecily and then at Holmes: "Yes sir, you are a friend of Mr. Sylvester."

Holmes switched the cane from his right hand to his left, so that he was less obstructed from Susanna: "I'm more curious, aren't you curious about what happened?"

Susanna froze for a moment: "Sir, I know when to ask and when not to."

"Have you ever thought that if Sylvester is a bad guy...?" Holmes thought of a possibility just now, thanks to the fact that they used these children first, if he is really a bad guy——

"Holmes," Cecily noticed that Holmes seemed to be in a strange mood, and whispered his name, "you should be more gentle with a little lady."

Susannah pursed her lips and looked at Holmes with firm eyes: "Sir, although I am a beggar, a beggar has his own way of life. I believe in my own eyes, and I also believe that Mr. Sylvester is not a bad person."

Holmes was expressionless, glanced at Susanna and Sylvester, and suddenly laughed softly: "Yes, my friend is also a gentleman."

"I didn't mean to disturb you. I'm sorry, Miss Susanna." He was very sincere, and wanted to lower his head to speak to Susanna, but the carriage was crowded, so he only nodded slightly, "You are very smart."

Susannah glanced at Cecily again before answering Holmes: "You don't need to apologize to me, sir."

Holmes smiled, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind. Cecily saw Holmes' side face from the corner of his eye, which was blurred by the light, making it look a little soft.

"I mean if," said Cecily, her voice low enough to cover the sound of horses' hoofs, "if our conjecture is correct and Swift did use Johnson to give him an alibi before killing Johnson, then maybe What evidence is there?"

"Sylvester," he closed his eyes, his long eyelashes fading in the light, "until you see the scene, such an assumption doesn't make much sense."

As if realizing something, he opened his eyes again and looked at Cecily.

"Of course, you can think about it more, but there may be many more assumptions to be overturned than established assumptions when you arrive at the scene."

It took about 7 minutes from the school gate to the place pointed by Susanna in the lower reaches of the Jianhe River. After getting out of the car, a little boy sprang out of a small shed. He looked like he had rolled in the mud .

After Susanna got out of the car, she ran towards the little boy first. Holmes couldn't stop him, and he didn't know what to say. The little boy kept nodding. After Susanna beckoned, Holmes and Cecily passed.The little boy led them through a patch of reeds, and finally reached the river, where Johnson's body was.

"Aren't you really going to call the police?" The little boy was a little uncertain. "I found it this morning when I was fetching water. I remembered that they said they would make a few shillings for finding this person, so I didn't..."

"Well done," said Holmes with a very gentle smile. He treated the little boy a little more intimately, rubbed the boy's hair, and took money out of his pocket. There happened to be five shillings left, and he gave it to the little boy. Boy, "I'll take a look here first, and I can call the police later."

Holmes took out the magnifying glass from his pocket, took off his coat, and handed it to Cecily. Cecily hurriedly hugged the clothes and looked at them with Holmes.

Fu, Mr. Holmes' coat!

The aroma of malt!

Expert!

The author has something to say: It may be too late in the daytime tomorrow!Update now!This is the update of NO.11 in September!

The physical condition is not good and the mood is a bit depressed... Try to code the Gagen on September 9...