"The handwriting is still wet, it was freshly written," Sherlock said, putting the card in front of his nose and sniffing it, "The perfume on it is Chanel's new 'Only Love' this year, which shows that she is a woman who knows how to dress herself very well, and is very fashionable." ”

"Women?"

William was stunned, he thought for a long time and still didn't come to the conclusion of which woman he had sinned against, "Since I came to London, I don't seem to have had too much contact with any woman, and it is impossible to offend any woman at all." ”

"Sometimes, you can offend a woman by accident," Louis explained, apparently well versed in this kind of thing, "and you know, to make a woman so irrational is nothing but love." ”

Speaking of which, Louis looked at William with a shyness on his face and said, "Have you robbed any woman's boyfriend recently?" ”

"This can't be," William obviously didn't want to deny it directly, "I don't like anyone at all, how can I rob someone else's boyfriend!" ”

"Maybe you didn't know if you robbed him," Louis said with eyes on Sherlock, then at William, "Do you know what crush you have?" ”

"How can you ······?" William paused abruptly in the middle of his sentence, and according to Moritia, he must have had one, a suitor, "Like, there is one, but I don't know who he is, because I got it from another person." ”

"It's Moritia." Sherlock raised an eyebrow and spoke.

“······ It's him. ”

William was a little apprehensive in his heart, he looked at Sherlock, and saw that his expression was still a little unpredictable.

"Oh my God, William, how did you get involved with Moritia?" Watson looked at William in surprise, he couldn't figure out why William was involved with the legendary Ode criminal.

"It's only been a few meetings, and it's not very good," William explained, "and besides, he can't hurt me." ”

"The guy you're talking about called Moritia may or may not like William!"

Although Louis didn't know what William meant, he still came to his own conclusion from the words of several people, "You see, why does that person know that someone is pursuing William?" If he hadn't been keeping an eye on William, how would he have known? ”

I thought my brain was big, but I didn't expect Luis to surpass it!

“······ Moritia actually paid attention to Sherlock. William couldn't help but say.

"I see!"

Louis suddenly seemed to think of something, and said, "I finally know why, it must be because the man named Moritia likes Sherlock, but Sherlock likes you, and in order to break you up, he told William that he has a suitor, in the hope that William can be separated from Sherlock, so that he can take advantage of the opportunity!" ”

"Ahem"!

After hearing this, Watson subconsciously glanced at Sherlock, only to be discovered by Sherlock, who coughed unnaturally and looked away.

"Not what you think," Watson explained, "Moritia is a very cunning criminal, and we are looking for evidence of his crimes. ”

"I see," Louis nodded knowingly.

"I told don't watch so many family ethics dramas, Louis," Wyatt said in a serious manner, "and they are not very reliable sometimes." ”

"No, no, no, I think it's even cuter!" Louis said with excitement on his face, "I like to love and kill each other or something!" ”

······

"Are we digressing?"

William looked at Louis's excited appearance, twitched his mouth, and looked sideways at Sherlock, "Sherlock, did you find anything else?" ”

"The woman who left you a flower card has something to do with Moritia." Sherlock said this, explaining, "Because she uses exactly the same method as Moritia, which shows that she has an inexplicable admiration for Moritia in her heart." The reason why she did this should be because of two things, one thing is because of jealousy; Another point is the eerie satisfaction of being able to do the same thing as someone you like. ”

With that, Sherlock looked around, "She's supposed to be around because she's going to see the results." ”

Suddenly, a woman in a red dress sitting across from her appeared in Sherlock's eyes.

"I think I've found it."

Sherlock spoke, stood up, and walked towards the woman in red opposite, and the other four got up and followed.

The woman in red was drinking coffee, and when she saw Sherlock and their movements, she jerked to her feet and hurried out, but apparently the difference between five grown men and one weak woman was immediately apparent.

Seeing that they were about to catch the woman in red, she suddenly pulled out a gun, and the muzzle of the gun was not aimed at everyone, but at herself.

In the surprised eyes of the people around her, she actually shot herself in the chest, and the bright red blood stained the brown cashmere carpet, and the woman in red lay on the carpet with a pale face, and the blood stained her red coat even more red.

"You're going to die, you're going to die."

Although the woman in red fell, her eyes remained fixed on William, and she said cursed words with malice.

William didn't move, he looked at the girl for a long time, but in his memory, he had never known such a person, "I don't know you at all." ”

"But, I know you."

The girl was apparently not worried about the wound in her chest, she coughed up a large mouthful of blood, and her breathing seemed much weaker.

Just as the people in the restaurant wanted to help with first aid, an ambulance came.

After several doctors in white coats carried the woman in red into the ambulance, Officer Lestrade approached William.

"Mr. William Stoker, according to the people at the scene, this lady committed suicide because of you, so you need to come with us."

After Lestrade finished speaking, he was about to take William away, but when he saw William looking at Sherlock all the time, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Sherlock, what's wrong with you?"

Turning his gaze to Sherlock, who looked pensive, Officer Lestrade asked suspiciously.

"Don't talk, I'm thinking!"

Sherlock snapped his mouth out, looked at the crowd and said, "From now on, you're not allowed to speak!" ”

Everyone watched inexplicably as Sherlock walked around the same place alone, and suddenly, his footsteps stopped, looked at Officer Lestrade and said, "We were all deceived, and now the lady in red is probably hopeless." ”

As soon as Sherlock finished speaking, Officer Lestrade's phone rang.

In the curious eyes of everyone, Officer Lestrade pressed the phone.

"Officer Lestrade, oh no, the woman who got into the ambulance just now is missing with the ambulance! And, the hospital said they didn't send such an ambulance at all! ”

Every word the police officer on the phone said made William's doubts greater.

Who is trying to deal with him?

Thinking of this, William shifted his gaze to Sherlock.

"I was wrong from the beginning, this is actually an attempt to imitate," Sherlock said, his silver-gray eyes glowing a little, "They deliberately imitated Moritia's technique so that we could turn our attention to Moritia, so that their true intentions would be concealed, and this operation was not so much a curse on William as a temptation." ”

"Temptation?"

William looked at Sherlock suspiciously.

"Yes," Sherlock replied, "they calculated everything perfectly, and the woman who committed suicide just now was really related to Moritia, but apparently she was deceived, and this suicide was probably also planned by them, but apparently, the man did not want the woman in red to live, he counted all of us, but he had a very serious loophole, and the curse of the woman in red was obviously not expected by him." ”

"I don't understand why the curse of the lady in red is the key to this case?" Watson looked at Sherlock and asked suspiciously.

"Because, William is not dead."

Sherlock said this, moving her gaze to William, "It can be seen from her curse that she obviously hated William, but, under such good conditions just now, she didn't shoot William first and then kill herself, which obviously doesn't make sense, but she did it, what does this mean?" ”

"This shows that someone told her not to kill William." Officer Lestrade said.

"Yes, there are people who don't want William dead," Sherlock said, looking at William, "because he needs something from William, or rather, that kind of thing only through William, and I guess that thing is something from the Stoke family." ”

A piece of the Stoke family?

William thought.

Since the Stoke family went bankrupt, almost everything has been auctioned off, and the only thing left to William is the pomegranate manor left to him by William's mother, and the rest is some inheritance, which doesn't seem to be a big deal.

"The Stoke family shouldn't have left anything left, and everything that should have been sold in the last auction has already been sold."

William shook his head, he really couldn't think of anything special.

"The Stoke family is also a big family in history, although most of the ancient families in Britain have regained their status as ordinary people, but don't you think the Stoke family went bankrupt a little too quickly this time?"

Sherlock said, looking at William, "As far as I know, this financial crisis has indeed impoverished all investors, big and small, but the Stoke family has a long history, and what has survived for hundreds of years may not be just the ones at the auction, there must be something." ”

"Do you mean those private caches?"

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, William said, "There is indeed a private collection. ”

"After all, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and there are some heirlooms in the Stoke family, which are indeed in my hands now."

William said this, shaking his head at Sherlock, "But I don't think these things will be their target, because ······"