[Comprehensive] Sherlock Holmes

012.

Sometimes you have to admit that things in the world don't go your way.Jian Ruo felt that this sentence could be given to everyone present.

Sherlock tried to ignore Sergeant Black, who snorted heavily and dutifully followed behind him.With her hands behind her back, Jian Ruo watched as Sherlock walked to the corpse without hesitation, and took out the magnifying glass in his coat pocket to check. He approached the corpse from time to time—even though Jian Ruo knew that he was doing business, she still felt uncomfortable.

——Because of a certain cultural tradition.

But curiosity overwhelmed all of this, Jian Ruo had never been so curious about a person.Sherlock Holmes is so interesting, he knows a lot of things, and can use them so well that when he deduces a person, it is as strange as listening to a story——

This person is so interesting that Jian Ruo feels that some of his little hobbies and sharp speech can be completely ignored.

"Did you see anything?" Jian Ruo looked at Sherlock curiously.

"All the reality is in front of you, but you ask me what I see?" Sherlock's face was full of [Is the world crazy? 】 expression.

"Well - I prefer to eat processed bread compared to eating freshly grown wheat - but unfortunately, I don't know the art of bread processing. Professional things should be done by professional people, Isn't it?" Jian Ruo replied calmly.

Sherlock choked.

"No sharp weapon, no wound," he lifted the dead man's eyelids with his gloved hand at some point, "Excellent murder, it looks like he died normally, interesting. He is studying research at Oxford University, look at his hand Ink marks on the elbows...he had read at least one Encyclopedia Britannica-heavy literary monograph before he died—"

"Richard White was born in Nottingham in June 1982. His hobby is drama. His father is a dentist and his mother is a local primary school teacher. He is a graduate student of literature and art at Oxford University. They all got 6st within the year, they are low-key, and basically have no conflicts with others. ——As long as you can surf the Internet, these can always be easily obtained.” Sergeant Black took his mobile phone, finished reading all the things, and then turned to Sherlock showed a provocative smile, "Don't look at me like that, Mr. Holmes, an old man like me is never willing to lag behind fashion trends. Technology changes the world." He puffed out his stomach proudly as he said this, and walked away from Sherlock. walked over.

"..."

"...Wow. He's such a cool grandpa." Jian Ruo touched her chin and looked at the back of the other party and said, then she turned around and saw Sherlock's strange eyes, "...why are you looking at me like that...you You can also use technology!" She patted Sherlock on the shoulder, imitating Sergeant Black, and said earnestly, "Technology can change the world, young man."

……

Mom!

Jian Ruo bought 3 hot dogs for lunch with an annoyed expression, and planned not to give any to Sherlock.

Didn't it just choke him a few words?As for acting her so shamelessly in front of so many people?Careful man.She randomly opened a bench and sat down, and took a big bite of the hot dog.

Well, it tastes good.

She felt that her mood had been repaired a little bit, looking at the towering pavilions and lush trees in Oxford, the people coming and going and the blue sky.

She felt better again.

...seemed to be no big deal.She thought to herself, isn't it just that it was revealed that the financial situation is not good, the poor can hardly eat, the clothes on her body are high imitation mobile phones, counterfeit phones, and her IQ is not high, she is slightly paranoid and has obsessive-compulsive disorder?She doesn't have OCD though obviously :) - Sherlock must be mistaken.

it's nothing.

She is indeed poor, her clothes are indeed high imitation, and her mobile phone is also a copycat—is there anything else she can choose?Even before she crossed over, she thought about whether she should really come to such a high-spending place as the UK.If it wasn't for the high housing prices in the country that made her feel that she had no way out, and the original owner was so stubborn that she didn't even consider other schools, maybe she wouldn't have come at all.The existence of reality need not be denied.The more she thought about it, the more relaxed she felt, and she felt that she really didn't need to be angry, so she simply ate a not-so-rich lunch happily.

She stopped suddenly and looked to the side, and at some point a woman in a cleaner's costume sat on the other side of the bench.She looks very elegant, with a comfortable temperament, very clean blue eyes, her hair is rolled up high, and she even has a beautiful hairpin on it - as if she is going to meet someone - she doesn't look like that at all It was a cleaner, noticing Jian Ruo's gaze, she even nodded slightly to Jian Ruo, "Hello."

"Eh—hello." Jian Ruo froze for a moment, then waved the hot dog in her hand with a smile, "Good afternoon, are you here for lunch too?" She was a little embarrassed just after she finished speaking, it seemed like a conversation what's going on?Wouldn't this be a bit out of the ordinary for the Brits?

"Yes," the other party didn't seem to care, but instead showed a friendly smile, "—British people don't pay much attention to lunch. Are you Asian? Chinese? You must not be used to it."

Are you familiar?Jian Ruo tilted her head in thought.

"How do you know that I'm Chinese?" She was a little curious, and she didn't know what was going on. This girl always gave her a subtle attention and affection, which attracted her strangely, so she unconsciously brought some random.

"Because all the Chinese people I know will complain about the British lunch." She spoke slowly, with a standard London accent, and her blue eyes looked like a sunny day in Oxford without any haze, "so I am Guess."

"..." Jian Ruo didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"Are you an Oxford freshman?" she asked Jian Ruo.

"...That's right."

"Oxford is great, you should cherish it. I will try to take the Oxford exam again next year." The cleaner girl smiled gently, "If you are lucky, I might be alumni with you next year. "

Jian Ruo blinked: "So you came to Oxford for a short time to work as a cleaner?"

The other party chuckled: "Almost, I like Oxford so much, so I specially used the holiday to crowd out a lot of people to come here to work as cleaners. Getting close to Oxford is like worshiping."

For some reason, Jian Ruo felt that these settings were familiar.

"Sounds cool." Jian Ruo licked her dry lips, "—the goal is very clear, do you have a major you want to go to?"

"—Of course!" Her voice was soft, "Literature and art, my favorite major. I like literature, do you like literature?"

"—Oh. I like it." Jian Ruo looked at her quietly, "But most of what I have come into contact with is Chinese literature, I think you may not know much about it."

"—I don't really know much. Actually my favorite author is Edgar Allan Poe, do you know him?"

— Edgar Allan Poe? ?Feeling more and more familiar.Jian Ruo stared at the other party carefully, trying to see something.

Speaking of Edgar Allan Poe, what comes to mind is gothic and horror—this is not in line with the gentle and soft-looking English lady in front of Jane Ruo, but since this girl will come to apply for a cleaning job because she likes Oxford It seems that she would like Edgar Allan Poe out of the ordinary, which is not such a weird thing.

"His works are very unique—" Jian Ruo once liked his style very much. She looked at the girl tentatively, "It is suitable for reading before going to bed. Reading in the dead of night is the most exciting." Gothic Horror Wind, after reading it can make the heart tremble, and reading before going to bed can help digestion.Jane Ruo paused, "By the way, I like "The Tell-Tale Heart" the most - I finally got a good night's sleep after reading it."

She had only ever said these words to one person—

The cleaning lady laughed softly, a rare pleasure, she stretched out her hand, Jane Ruo noticed that her fingers were trimmed properly and neatly, without long nails, all round arcs, white and clean hands, she did not expect For anything else, I just subconsciously remembered these beautiful hands, and then shook them.

"I'm glad you guessed it so quickly. Hi, first meeting, Jane. I'm Ann, Ann Mitius."

The corner of Jian Ruo's mouth raised: "Nice to meet you, Ann, I'm Jian Ruo. I really didn't expect to see you like this."

"Me too—if I hadn't seen the photo in your passport before—I might not have recognized you." Ann didn't care much.

"It's really unfair, I don't have a picture of you." Jian Ruo complained in a half-true way.

This is the netizen she met when she was looking for a house. The two of them had had in-depth exchanges on literature, and they hit it off very well. It was the happiest thing in the month that Jian Ruo just came to this world.

Jian Ruo met with netizens in a very unexpected way, and it seemed that there was nothing surprising. The two chatted for a while, and after a pleasant noon, they separated again.

Jane Ruo walked back with easy steps, completely forgetting the unhappiness Sherlock had brought her.

But Sherlock was clearly not the kind of person who would only bring her unpleasantness - he was, in a sense, very - rain or shine.

She stopped, and Sherlock sat on a chair, talking quickly with a cold face, surrounded by two or three people who seemed to be burning with anger——

Jian Ruo's heart tightened, and countless possibilities flashed through her mind. She rushed over subconsciously, and naturally stood in front of Sherlock with a smile: "Hey, gentlemen, what happened?"

"Little girl, get out of the way." The leading man looked impatient.

"That's not good." Jian Ruo smiled, "There are still police over there, you may not have done anything here, and you will be arrested in the next moment. It's not good for everyone to get into this point because of a few disputes. ,Yes or no?"

"What arguing! He insulted me! He insulted me!! He actually said that I cheated? Is there any mistake!! I have my whole heart for my wife." He was angry and waved his hands. The fat woman next to him folded her arms coldly watching this scene.Jian Ruo was afraid that this person would hit her in the next second by waving her arms. She was still holding a sandwich in her hand, and seeing that it was almost knocked off, she quickly turned and stuffed it into Sherlock's hand, and glared at him: "Take it!" good!"

Forced to hold the sandwich in his hand, Sherlock stared: "...Why do you want me to take it?" He didn't seem to care about the current situation at all, and complained to Jianruo with some dissatisfaction, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

——This bastard who doesn't care about the occasion!

"Because it's a lunch bought for you." Jian Ruo smiled viciously, lowered her voice and turned to face him, "Eat your sandwich! Don't talk!"

She turned around and clasped her hands together, with a smile on her face: "This brat in our family always likes to talk nonsense, I apologize for him, one more thing is worse than one less thing, big brother——"

"What do you know! You yellow-skinned monkey don't come here and meddle in other people's business!" The other party blushed and shouted loudly.

...What the hell?

what did he say?

Yellow skin... what?

Jian Ruo's eyes were wide open, and the corners of her mouth still maintained a certain curvature, which was frozen there now.Does the brain seem to have a nerve?