[……

When we came out after listening to the music, he said, "Doctor, you definitely want to go home." ”

"It's time to go home. ”

"I still have a few things that will take hours to complete. What happened in Koberg Square was a big one. ”

"Why is it a major case?"

"Someone is plotting to commit a major crime. I have every reason to believe that we will stop them in time. However, today is Saturday and things get complicated. I need your help tonight. ”

"What time?"

"Ten o'clock is early enough. ”

"I'll be on Baker Street at ten o'clock. ”

"That's good. But, doctor, I said it might be a bit dangerous, so please keep the pistol you used in the army in your pocket. He beckoned, turned away, and immediately disappeared into the crowd.

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From here, it is obvious that Sherlock Holmes is already seeing through what the redhead wants to play, and it seems that he still wants to play a major conspiracy.

"Could it be that I'm missing something?" Ample thought for a moment.

No, obviously I read it very seriously, even if it was the introduction of that geography, it was made up in detail later, and nothing was missed.

"Han Gongzi should be able to understand the biggest feature of Benge's reasoning. Amp thought to himself.

Fortunately, Amp is not the only one who is stupid, because Watson in the book is also very confused, and he also answered the question in Amp's heart just now.

Watson was in his mind, and I was no more dumb than my friends, but in my dealings with Sherlock Holmes, I always felt a pressure: I was too stupid.

Take, for example, what he heard, and what he saw, but it was clear from his conversation that he not only had a clear understanding of what had happened, but also foresaw what was to come. And it seems to me that the matter is still chaotic and absurd.

As I drove back to my home in Kensington, I thought about everything from the unusual fate of the red-haired man who copied the Encyclopædia Britannica, to the visit to Sachs-Koberg Square, to the ominous foreshadowing that Holmes said when he parted ways with me.

Why should I go with my weapons?Where are we going?What are we going to do?I got a hint from Holmes that the smooth-faced fellow of the pawnshop owner is a tough guy to deal with, and that this guy might be cunning. I'm always trying to sort things out, but I always give up in disappointment, so I have to put them aside, and it will come out anyway in the evening.

Really, very well, Amp is very immersed in Watson now, without it, because Watson's mental activities are basically his current mental activities.

The next plot is to make it big, and Holmes contacts the head of the bank near the pawnshop and the Scottish Yard police officer, Jones, and waits late at night in the underground vault of the bank, completely waiting for the rabbit.

Then Amp didn't know what the situation was, could it be that the Redhead Club was a robber who robbed the vault, and the name of the Redhead Club was just a name to cover people's ears, but it didn't make sense, since it was to hide people's eyes and ears, why did they make such a strange organization.

Before he had time to think about it, Amp continued to read the following content, Sherlock Holmes, Watson, and a group of police officers, squatting at the vault, successfully arrested John Clay, that is, the person who pretended to be Vincent and told the client the news of the Redheads.

The pace of the story is very fast, together with the creation of the character of Officer Jones, coupled with the thrilling engagement, it only takes less than a thousand words in total, and it is really suitable to describe it in four words.

The next and most exciting part is the revelation, and Ampryar is angry to see it, after all, he has not deduced anything.

After reading it, Amp saw himself and finally saw the gap between his IQ and Sherlock Holmes.

[……

Early in the morning, as we drank whiskey with soda on Baker Street, Holmes explained: "You see, Watson, it was evident from the beginning that the only possible purpose of this redhead's bizarre advertising and copying of the Encyclopædia Britannica was to keep this confused pawnbroker out of his shop for a few hours a day. It's a new approach, but it's hard to come up with a more ingenious way to do it. This method undoubtedly illustrates Clay's ingenuity, which exploited the color of the conspirator's hair. Four pounds a week must have been the bait to lure him in. What was that money for those of them who wanted to get their hands on thousands and millions of pounds? They advertised, one thug set up a makeshift office, and another thug encouraged him to apply for the position. They conspired to ensure that he left his shop every morning of the week. From the moment I heard that the guy was only half paid, I could see that it was clear that he had some special motive for coming there as a pawn. ”

"But how did you guess his motives?" ......]

"I think I finally know the meaning of Watson's existence, it turns out that Watson's existence is to ask questions that readers don't know, otherwise ......" Otherwise Amp didn't say it, in fact, it's okay to say it, otherwise with Sherlock Holmes's way of reasoning, 99.9% of readers won't know what they understand.

This kind of reasoning, how can it not hit the streets.

So Ample concludes that Watson exists just to keep the book from hitting the streets.

[……

"If there had been a woman in that shop, I would have suspected that it was nothing more than a vulgar affair. However, this is not the case at all. This pawn ticket boss is doing a small business business, and there is nothing valuable in the pawn ticket, which is not worth it for them to be so carefully planned and spend so much money. Therefore, their goal is certainly not to be pawn. So what could it be? I thought of this fellow's penchant for photography, and of the trick of him haunting the basement. This leads to the intricacies of the case. I then investigated the situation of this mysterious fellow. I found that my opponent was one of the most level-headed and daring criminals in London, who had made a name for himself in the basement and had to work many hours a day for months on end. Then ask me again, what could it be? I don't think it could be anything other than digging a tunnel to another building.

"When we went to check the location of the crime, I knew in my heart. I surprised you by tapping the pavement with my cane, and I was trying to figure out if the lower room was running forward or backward. It doesn't stretch forward. Then I rang the doorbell, and as I had hoped, the guy came out and opened the door. We've had some fights. However, they had never met each other face to face before. I barely looked at his face, I wanted to see his knees. You must have noticed how worn, wrinkled, and dirty the knee of his trousers was. These facts illustrate how much time he spent digging tunnels. So the only unresolved question was, why did they dig the tunnel? So, I looked around the corner, and I saw that the city was right next to the suburban bank and our friend's house. I think the problem is solved. When you were driving home after we listened to the music, I visited Scotland Yard and the chairman of the bank, and you have seen what the results were. ”……]

Amp felt insulted by his IQ because he had previously thought that useless remarks were useful.

Whether it's tapping on the ground or introducing the location of the store, it's all about the case, and more precisely, Holmes actually knows as much as the reader.

"Watson, Sherlock Holmes...... Han Gongzi succeeded again this time!"