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Anne moved to Baker Street.

Darren knew this, and he hated being well-informed.He knew the reason why Annie went, and it was precisely because of this that it made him suffer even more.

"The tramp..." he sneered.

How could Annie, who had been able to live like this for several years in the lively market, be afraid of a tramp following her.What's more, it's a dead person.

Darren sat by the window and drank the coffee made by the housekeeper.

The bitter coffee enters the mouth, and the first moment the taste buds touch them is a burst of grievance.It seems that such bitterness tastes too much.

This is what Darren loves.

Bitter, clear.It clearly shows the taste of the small coffee beans without any concealment.

Just like his Annie.

Anne wasn't afraid, let alone seeking help.Darren frowned tightly, and pinched his brows a little overwhelmed.

The man's resolute eyebrows and eyes looked particularly heavy under the moonlight.

Looking at the flow of people outside the window, Darren smiled mockingly.It's like, pitying my own mind.

"Annie, you're interested in him." Darren said to himself with infinite melancholy in his eyes, as if whispering in a low voice.

Darkness appeared in Darren's eyes, and he took a sip of the bitter coffee.Letting it flow between his lips and teeth brought him a long astringency.

The Rebecca whom Anne has always loved, if she knew that Rebecca's genetic disease was discovered by the adoptive family, how would Anne react?

Darren never liked to let such trivial matters rob Anne's attention.However, if Annie was with Holmes, it would be better to reveal all these to Annie.

Thinking of this, Darren picked up the pen.The tip of the pen slides on the letter paper, slowly leaving a line of marks.

……

The theft of Porturier's oil painting should have been quite the scene.At least, in the world of oil painting, there will be some disturbances.

However, all this was suppressed by McCoff.

It is precisely because of this that not many people really know about Holmes and Anne's secret investigation.

Watson, who was left behind on Baker Street, arranged for him to recuperate in peace.They watched Holmes and Annie walk out just like that.

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Watson didn't know why, but felt a little... um... miserable?

He felt the body that had recovered up and down, and he understood more clearly what self-cultivation was, it was all an excuse.

That Holmes was obviously going to go out with Anne for a walk.Clearly despise yourself.

However, Watson adjusted his mentality very quickly.Not to mention, he actually liked Annie, Annie, a little bit.After all, not only is his temper much better than Sherlock's, but he is also the one who saved himself.

Watson secretly wished that Sherlock could spend more time with Annie.

There is no way, after watching Sherlock with high IQ and low EQ for too long, Watson will inevitably feel a kind of elder melancholy.You know, before seeing Anne, Sherlock had almost no intersection with Anne other than the case.

Thinking of this, Watson felt much more relaxed.He took good care of himself in the mirror and prepared to go out for a walk.Talking about comfort, I have been through terrible mental torture for the past two days.

"Is it all right for us to put Watson on Baker Street?" Annie asked a little uncertainly.

Holmes was quite calm, he pulled Annie to give way around the corner, avoiding a speeding car.Kankan, let the muddy water splashed on the ground pass by.

Then he turned his head and shrugged his shoulders very normally: "He won't stay in the room by himself. If everything goes well, I even suspect that another Annie is already sitting beside him, and he even started to enjoy brunch."

Annie raised her eyebrows, and there was a little curiosity in her eyes.

Annie's focused gaze made Holmes very useful.He straightened his back unobtrusively, making his body look more upright.

Only then patiently narrated: "Actually, before that female spy got together with Watson, there was a woman who was Watson's assistant who secretly tried to ask Watson three times. However, they all missed it due to some time reasons." ..."

Time reason... Most of them are cases of Sherlock Holmes.

Holmes instinctively ignored this point.A wonderful intuition told him that it was best not to tell Annie about such trivial matters.

"So, we have left him our personal space!" Annie, who was comforted, obviously accepted this statement at once.

Next, prepare to handle the theft with peace of mind.

The first thing Holmes has to do is to ask Miss Brown who is in charge of Anne's personal exhibition.

When Brown was called out by his boss, he was still puzzled and completely confused.What's more, seeing the famous Sherlock Holmes, after Mr. Detective introduced himself, Brown's face was full of doubts.

"Hello, Annie." Brown seemed a little anxious, and greeted Annie who was beside him.

Holmes stepped forward, blocking Brown's gaze from Anne.He looked Brown up and down before taking the tea prepared by Brown and putting it aside.

Brown's face was a little anxious: "I thought you took it because you were a little thirsty?"

Holmes was not at all offended by the blunt words, he replied very calmly: "I'll take it and keep it in case you forget it when you need it later."

"Trust me, you'll need it." Holmes smiled meaningfully.

He paused, and then met Brown's gaze and said, "Before you left, the dog at home must have been arguing for a long time."

Brown's eyes widened, and he looked at Holmes nervously.

The detective continued: "That's why you had to change the suit you were going to wear, and put on this spare clothes that are relatively hot. There are still a few creases at the end of the left trouser leg that haven't been ironed in time, obviously Your dog's enthusiasm is much higher than normal."

When Brown couldn't understand why the topic was suddenly entwined with his pet, Holmes suddenly took a step forward.From her cuff, pinched a fallen hair.

"So, that's why, when I saw such a familiar dog fur in the corner of the lounge, it reminded me of you unconsciously. Miss Brown."

Brown seemed to be offended, and his voice became sharper unconsciously.

"Annie, I'll handle the issue of your personal exhibition for you. You actually brought detectives to suspect me!" Brown looked at Annie angrily, "This really disappoints me, and I will report this matter."

Annie smiled and shook her head: "No, we just came to ask you. We didn't mean to offend you at all. On the contrary, why did you react so violently?"

The question that was thrown back at once made Brown hesitate, and looked at Holmes and Holmes even more angrily.

"It's too much for you to do this," she said.

Holmes shook his head with an extremely calm expression on his face: "Miss Brown, I was extremely sorry that your husband used your money to find other people outside. However, I found that you have given him the corresponding In return, even thinking of it, had to board a pirate ship."

Ignoring Brown's suddenly pale face, Holmes continued: "You originally just hoped to use their strength to ensure your own safety. Pretending to be a perfect suicide scene. But...the more they want from you, the more More and more. Even after that, you have to follow their arrangements one by one, which makes you feel very pressured. Right?"

Anne glanced at Holmes, and handed Brown the tea that had been put aside before.

She squatted down, looked at Brown, who had fallen on the chair, and said softly, "Tell us what you know, and let us help you."

"Impossible, impossible..." Brown began to speak incoherently, and even shook his head in fear, "They will not let me go, I will be hanged!"

Annie glanced at Holmes, who nodded slightly.

Annie continued to use a soft tone, and said to Brown: "You are a very capable person, and my solo exhibition has been prepared very well by you. If it wasn't a trick arranged by the other party, such a successful exhibition is enough for everyone You've got a better place in Portouille, haven't you?"

Brown looked at Annie and nodded in a daze.

Annie continued to persuade: "However, they will always arrange some small games at such times to disrupt your life. This really brings a lot of trouble, doesn't it?"

"Even if you have done so much, they are not prepared to help you clean up every time, are they?" Annie's voice was a little suggestive, "If you say that a mistake, excessive self-defense makes you lose Your own husband, but that price is much simpler and cleaner than you continuing to work under their hands."

Brown listened quietly and took a sip of his tea.

With a little tiredness in her eyes, she looked at Annie and finally spoke.

"I'm sorry I messed up your solo show. I didn't want this, and they didn't even tell me that someone would come with something tied! They didn't even care that I was here!" Tears welled up in Brown's eyes, "They were wary of me, in fact, they were wary of everybody."

Brown said: "I only know some names, and the location they will prepare for next time..."

After leaving Portulier, Holmes looked at Annie appreciatively. He looked at the clue information recorded in his hand, but was a little surprised at the speed this time.

You know, the other party can give up their defenses at once and speak out directly.Even, he can be sure that there is no concealment.

Without Annie's persuasion, this would have taken more time.

Holmes said: "Brown is the most obvious insider, and there should be some Porturier. This list is not exhaustive..."

Annie nodded: "However, this is enough to get us started."

Theft, a series of manpower.No matter how defensive the other party is, they can't stand too many participants.

Like a kite.

Grab the first end and pick up a bunch, the farthest kite will be flying in the sky.No matter how high it is, it will be slowly pulled down.

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