Baker Street Charterers

Who is Adams Duane?

Probably all the policemen in London are familiar with this name - the former chief of the London Police Department, the head of the Duane family, married to Ottoman, one of the ancient British nobles, and got along like a fish in water in the upper circles. A well-known and very rich celebrity, and more importantly - they have all met this person at the engagement banquet a few years ago.

Nora still remembered that old gentleman who was over fifty years old—rich, with a kind face, a friendly tone, well-dressed and exquisite, and a very tolerant attitude towards Holmes, just like a polite elder.It was hard to find fault in this man, either in his family or in his conduct, except for his disreputable son, who was a perfect example of London's upper class.

And now Adolf told them that the child trafficking intermediary he was talking about was also Adams Duane?Was it the Duane they knew?

"Are you sure?" Holmes was briefly surprised, and immediately asked again seriously, "You must know that this name is not worthless because it belongs to the previous chief of the police department. If you are not fully sure about this news If it is true, then I think not only you will not be able to save Elizabeth, but you may even be involved in it—” Although the former police chief treated people like him very gently, he was also a man of considerable skill in his prime. A tough character, the traces of criminals he captured are all over London.

"There's nothing wrong." Adolf whispered wearily. "I even secretly followed him twice. He is about 50 years old, bald, very well dressed, with an emerald ring on his left thumb..."

"Why would he do it himself?" Holmes murmured inexplicably. "This kind of thing only needs to be done by any subordinate, and there is no need to risk being exposed. Why would he do this?"

"I don't know," Adolf smiled wryly, "but I'm sure it's the name. I've been asking for a long time, and I can't be wrong... He met that foreign woman twice, once in a restaurant and once in a carriage. They are very secretive, but unfortunately they cannot escape my eyes."

"But you didn't see him coming in and out with the child. This evidence is untenable." Holmes shook his head. After the initial shock and suspicion, his expression became distressed, even though he believed Adolf's words, But Adams Duane?To a certain extent, trying to bring down this person is no easier than solving Moriarty. He stroked his forehead and said in a deep voice, "We need evidence, strong evidence—we need to know the influence of the former sheriff. Li Ke is much stronger than the current one, not to mention that his business partners are all over London, and even the police officer is his best friend... To be honest, even if you have definite evidence, I don't think you alone can Against the entire Duane family."

"What about you?" Adolf's eyes sharpened sharply, "Are you going to let such a criminal go unpunished just because he is rich and powerful, and you are afraid of the power in his hands?"

"I am not in awe of Adams Duane, nor of the power of his family," said Holmes quietly, "but, as Elizabeth is to you, I have people whom I care about, and am not ashamed to admit that they are My weakness. Even with evidence and goals, we have to think long term."

"How to think about it in the long run?" Adolf became excited, "My daughter is in their hands, she is still so young, I don't even know what she will suffer, will she be sold to those rich merchants like other children, or those In the hands of the gang—"

"Wait," Nora suddenly interrupted him. She seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes suddenly lit up. "You mean... a rich businessman?"

Adolf took a deep breath, sat down slumped, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes... many of the wealthy businessmen from other places like to buy young children, and return them as adopted sons or their children's playmates—"

"How can we ignore this!" Holmes's gray eyes lit up excitedly, he stood up abruptly, and said very directly to Watson who had been listening quietly, "Doctor, I need you to do something for me." What--let this Monsieur Adolf go nowhere, Nora, and come with me to the police station."

Nora nodded and stood up to go out with him.Adolf suddenly said, "Mr. Holmes—"

The big detective stopped and looked over inquiringly.

Adolf stared at him with tired and vicissitudes eyes, with a humble expression almost pleading on his face, "I know I am a sinner, I cannot be forgiven, and I don't expect anyone to redeem me...I just I hope you can bring back my Elizabeth, she is innocent, as long as you bring her back... I will do anything for you."

"I will try," said Holmes curtly, and hurried downstairs without looking back.

Adolf sat back dejectedly, Watson sighed, and his tone was pitiful, "You shouldn't be with people like Moriarty... Their breasts are as hard to fill as an abyss, how can you expect people like that Will give you and Elizabeth hope?"

"Have you any children?" Adolf asked suddenly.

Watson was taken aback, "Not yet...but there will be soon."

"Then you will understand at that time." Adolf smiled silently, with a calm tone, "She is the bone and blood of your life, for her, you can risk everything."

Watson was silent.

……

All the way Holmes seemed to be thinking, and his pace was so fast and so rapid that Nora had to trot to keep up.

But she didn't complain. In fact, she was very used to his pace. For Sherlock Holmes who was caught in a difficult case, any girlfriend or lover would be temporarily excluded from the case. Now Nora Sharp Probably only the tree hole where he poured out his reasoning and clues, not the partner he longed for.

But she didn't feel angry and disappointed about it. On the contrary, she was very proud - she admired serious and dedicated people, not lovers who were devoted to love. When was Sherlock Holmes the most attractive?Undoubtedly, when he was investigating the case, he had eagle-like eyes, serious and tense side face, empty expression when thinking, and now, the ultimate expression of entering his thinking palace and not wanting to detach himself from anything else.

She couldn't help laughing silently, so her taste is really peculiar, it's no wonder why she was only interested in this person after two lifetimes, people like them, once caught in the doubts of work , will not think about anything else, and it is difficult to have a lover who is tolerant enough to endure the neglect from the other half. Fortunately, she and Holmes share common interests, and neither of them is a person who allows emotion to leap from reason to reason.

It is completely conceivable what kind of pattern life will be in the future—investigating the case, occasionally *, then investigating the case, bickering, investigating the case, arguing about a book, and then investigating the case again...

Sounds good too.

If you have children, well... it's difficult, knowing that Sherlock has always been an ascetic in some ways, even if he is in his prime (which she is very dissatisfied with)--"Pull Sherlock Sherlock Holmes" is simply a problem for all mankind, and it is more difficult than "handling Sherlock Holmes". Although her partner doesn't care about some red tape, in some respects, he seems more old-fashioned and rigid. ", but she was so determined not to make an exception for her that she tried her best while Sherlock just read the newspaper calmly, completely ignoring her poor feminine charm.

Moriarty, the hot potato, should be dealt with quickly... Nora thought, Sherlock Holmes definitely did it on purpose, and if she refused to accept his marriage proposal, then he would stubbornly refuse to take advantage of her (you know she But very willing to be taken advantage of).Probably only when Moriarty is brought to justice can they officially proceed to the next step... Oh damn, that cunning Sherlock Holmes.

Nora wandered all the way to the gate of the police station. Holmes was so absorbed in the case that he didn't notice her distraction, and went straight to find Lestrade.The young sheriff was discussing something with a police detective. He was surprised to see Holmes walk in. He resisted blurting out "What are you doing here?" and asked as calmly as possible, "Is there anything I can do for you, Holmes?"

"Where are the siblings?" asked Holmes impatiently.

"Siblings?" Lestrade was stunned for a moment, and then realized, "You mean the siblings from the St. Lawrence Orphanage, right? They haven't been adopted yet, and they're temporarily living behind the police station—"

Before he finished speaking, Holmes had already hurried past him and left, so he spat out the greeting that he kept in his mouth, "... nice to meet you too."

"Hi, Lestrade." Nora gave the emaciated sheriff a bright smile, and the sheriff pouted, "Your partner is still in such a hurry, so busy that you don't even have time to say hello. explain."

"Oh, he's always been like this. After a few more visits, you'll get used to it like Gregson." Nora comforted him, and finally waved to him, following Holmes' pace. "Please don't be depressed, Mr. Sheriff, because Something great is about to happen."

Great thing?solve the case?Lestrade was stunned for a long time, then reacted suddenly, his eyes widened. He didn't even have time to say hello to his subordinates, and hurriedly followed him, leaving the young policeman standing there, bewildered and at a loss.