Baker Street Charterers

What is it like to be in love?

According to an experienced source: "It's like spring has arrived suddenly, you see flowers, greenery, sunshine, smiles and dances. It's like vines wrapping around trees, spreading greenery and warm sun embrace you. Whether it is day or night, she is always so clear to you. You melt in her eyes, like a gurgling stream, feeling the light song sung at night, willing to give everything for her... She is you even in white A dream where the sun will smile. You kneel at her feet, offering your loyalty, blood, and head to the Queen like a slave—"

The above is an unrealistic beautiful fantasy.

But the real situation is——

After getting off the carriage, Nora and Holmes immediately entered into a state of extremely serious investigation.

"Wind Rose Restaurant?" Nora looked at the address in the notebook, "Well... I think we still need to go through this alley, and then we can't get there for another 200 meters."

"I said..." Grayson followed behind them very depressed, feeling that his whole body was glowing, "You really didn't tell me what happened just now? - I swear it's not right, don't try to hide an experience Rich detective."

Nora, "Xiali, Jed's parents are chefs, does that mean that he is actually very good at knives when he grew up here?"

Holmes, "From this point of view, it is necessary to go along with the murderer's method of chopping up Mr. Griffin's body."

Nora, "Do you think it was an accident that he went to London? Maybe his parents knew about some of his little hobbies?"

Holmes, "This possibility is not ruled out—besides, this hobby should be firmly avoided."

Nora laughed. "You're so straight... oh, I mean you're very straight."

Grayson, "..."

When approaching the destination, Nora stared at the small restaurant not far away where the business was still busy, paused for a while, then casually grabbed a male customer who had just come out of it, and asked politely, "Hello, sir, we From London, looking for a man named Jed Sundsbury, do you know him?"

The well-dressed gentleman froze for a moment, and immediately showed a very obvious look of disgust on his face. Even the excitement and complacency when he saw Nora's young and sunny face disappeared. He said anxiously, "Him? You don't want to ask this person. No matter what it is, his lover's invitation from London is fine. I suggest you don't have anything to do with him."

Nora smiled and looked curious, "Oh? In fact, we are from the police department, and he has something to do with a case."

The man suddenly realized, showing a gloating expression, "Let me just say...that kid has been restless since he was a child, and he was discovered to have such a disgusting hobby two years ago-I tell you, did you see that? , that's where the parents of the man you're looking for work, the Sendsburys are nice folks, it's a pity..."

He shook his head and left with a sigh.

The three of them looked at each other. Nora and Holmes both understood clearly. Only Gleason didn't understand the specious hint, "Hey... I say you two are enough, this is not interesting at all."

"Our amiable Mr. Jed Sundsbury," said Nora slowly, "is a gay, Gleason."

Gleason was irritated, his eyes widened, "D-d- God, it's forbidden, it's evil, wait-"

He suddenly remembered that he was in a bad mood, "So...that Mr. Griffin...?"

Nora shrugged, the answer was self-evident.

Grayson's face turned green, "Poor Miss Liz...she probably doesn't know that her husband has another lover like this."

"Obviously Mr. Griffin paid the price for what he did." Compared to Gleason, Holmes seemed much calmer. His focus was always on exploring the truth rather than gossip*, and he quickly shifted to Attention, "Maybe you noticed the time point that the kind person said?"

"Two years ago," Nora continued, "Jed lied to us. He met Mr. Griffin two years ago."

Holmes was thoughtful, "I think I understand the clues, but I still need some evidence to prove them... Let's go to Wind Rose."

The Sendsbury couple are a pair of honest middle-aged men and women who are conscientiously managing the property left by their parents. Although they can't say that they are living in a rich life, they are far from starving.But the first impression they gave Nora was that they were uneasy and humble, as if there was a heavy iron lump on their shoulders, which made them feel uneasy even when they looked directly at the guests.

"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Sendesbury, I am Sheriff Gleason, and these two are the consulting detectives I invited." Gleason stated with a straight face, "Your son Jay De was unfortunately involved in a murder case, if you want him to be cleared of suspicion, please be sure to tell us the answers to some questions without concealment."

The couple were obviously frightened, and they trembled, "...Officer, please tell me."

Gleeson looked down at the notepad, and first read a few questions from Holmes, "Are you religious?"

The couple looked at each other, and although they were puzzled, they answered honestly, "...Yes, we are Catholics, and we go to church for mass every week."

"Did a young man come here two years ago and develop an intimate relationship with Mr. Jed?"

The couple's faces were pale, trembling, and they didn't speak for a long time.

"Please answer me honestly." Gleason didn't have a good face. Ever since he knew that the suspect was gay, he had kept a straight face.

"Yes..." At last Mr. Sendsbury spoke first, he did not dare to look at them with his eyes downcast, his hands clasped tightly, his shoulders trembling, "... there is indeed a gentleman who has been here... wait, wait After more than 20 days, I went back... But I swear! No matter who the poor man is, it must have nothing to do with Jed, how could he kill someone?"

Gleason ignored it, "Mr. Jade also went to London in half a year?"

"……Yes."

"Then is this your request, or..."

"He's going by himself..." the proprietress whispered, "He's always been a boy with ideas...he wants to go to a bigger place...we can't stop him."

Grayson was lost in thought.

Instead, Holmes spoke at this time. He seemed to have remembered something, and asked politely, "Have you heard the news that someone was hacked two years ago?"

There was surprise in the eyes of the couple, "...sir, why are you..."

"Can you talk to me?"

The boss thought for a while, and recalled, "...it is true...we only heard that one morning, someone suddenly chased down a gentleman with a knife, shouting 'devil', 'heresy',' Evil incarnate'... It is said that although the man was caught, the man was also injured on his back, he refused the police's help, and there was no news of him in a short time."

Holmes nodded suddenly, "Then, before that, did your son like to read some books about Greek legends?"

The couple shook their heads decisively this time, "Jed has been working with us in the kitchen since he was a child...is there any problem with that, sir?"

"No problem." Holmes smiled slightly. "Then excuse me for asking one more question. Your son, Mr. Jed...is he good at handling knives, as a young cook?"

"Yes," they replied, "he has a talent for cooking."

……

"Then let me sort out these clues." Standing on the street, Gleason looked calm, "Mr. Jed Sundsbury is a homosexual, and he is very infatuated with Mr. Griffin. Knowing each other years ago, there was a... well, intimate past. Then Griffin left Aberdeen for his career, and Jed quickly followed the past, only to find that not long after, his, his close lover fell in love with His current wife... so he got jealous and killed Mr. Griffin. Is there something wrong with my analysis?"

"The story is very good—although all your words miss the point," Holmes commented calmly, "but judging from the past situation, this is undoubtedly a small improvement."

Grayson, "..."

"What is the key point, explain clearly, Holmes." He was not convinced.

Holmes looked at Nora, raised his chin, and smiled, "Let this lady guess."

"...You really know how to bring hatred, Xiali." Nora gave him a dissatisfied look, but the other party didn't respond, so she could only sigh under Gleason's scorching stare, and said, "Key point one, Gerry Whether Mr. Fern is really homosexual, or just made a mistake on the spur of the moment, and later realized and made a repentant act. He loves his wife very much, and this will not be false."

"Secondly, Mr. Griffin and Miss Liz met a year and a half ago, and according to them, Jed and Griffin met two years ago, so what happened in the middle six months? Aren't you curious about it?"

"The third thing... that strange letter. Some of Mr. Griffin's famous articles were published a year ago, and there are very few masterpieces after that, which completely agree with the time I mentioned above... This mysterious Who is the sender of the letter? Is it also closely related to this murder case?"

"Of course, the most important and puzzling point is that the Sendsbury family are devout Catholics, so if Mr. Jed is a murderer, why would he commit such crimes that destroy conscience and insult faith in front of the icon in the chapel? Well, where is Mr. Griffin's head now?"

Nora shrugged, "Now, Charlie, you can refute my point of view as much as you like."

Holmes looked at her with gentle eyes. "You have told Sheriff Gleason almost all I have to say. You have done a good job."

Nora raised her head with a smile, "Really? Is there a reward?"

Holmes thought for a while, then raised his hand, and gently stroked the hair on the top of her forehead again.

Grayson, "..." Hey!