The city is filled with thick smoke and dust, symbolizing the sister who has reached efficiency after a busy day.

The sound of gunfire everywhere also creates an opportunity to take a break from this busyness.

But Enloke Shoreholmes did not think so, and her voice was much more terrifying than the sound of gunfire that she was accustomed to.

"Fat lady, drink saliva and calm down."

Pulling out his handkerchief and wiping the saliva all over his face, thinking that he must wash it a few more times, Shoreholmes poured a glass of water for the fat lady, hoping that she would moisten her throat and that she would choke to death while drinking.

Hope is often unrealized.

"Fat lady, according to my investigation, your husband did not do what you described, and came home late several times, mostly because of work needs. You know, peaceful Gotham City is full of accidents of one kind or another, and Mr. Prince, the manager of the insurance company, and of course your husband, has to work overtime to deal with all kinds of accidents. ”

Pulling out a stack of information that could not have been flawed, Shoreholmes stared at the fat lady with confidence, and he didn't know where else to look except hers.

A city full of tall buildings, Shoreholmes only made his mood worse when he felt lost and wanted to take a look at the crisp sky, except for a hazy patch and towering buildings, and his hobby of looking at the sky could only be tried once in a while when he left the city.

Holmes's patient explanation was not reciprocated amicably, and he was good at using his body, relying on the inertia brought by his body, and the fat lady patted Holmes with a clatter...... The table in front of you.

"I didn't spend money to make you pour me chicken soup and say good things about him, I want evidence of that guy's cheating, it's evidence! Listen to me, if you can't do it, I'll go to Wolf, I heard that he is not small. ”

"That's not good, how can that guy compare to me, that kind of raunchy guy can compare to the handsome me? Fat lady, you discourage, three days, you give me three more days, and I promise to put the evidence of Mr. Prince's infidelity in front of you. ”

"That'...... Just three days? ”

"Three days, all right, you can rest assured, wait for Mr. Prince to be swept out of the house in three days!"

"I'm waiting for your good news, otherwise I'll want you to spit it out for me even if it's that little deposit!"

"Of course, your task is my mission, Fat Madam walk slowly, Fat Madam pay attention to your feet, Fat Madam die!!"

Holmes gritted his teeth and watched the fat lady leave, touched the palm print on the table, sighed, and thought to himself that this old guy who had worked for fifteen years had also reached the age of retirement.

Keep Mr. Prince's file in an empty cabinet

Locked, Shoreholmes lay uncomfortably on the sofa in the office, his arms resting on his forehead and his eyes closed, leaving only the fan spinning alone.

His name is Enlok Shoremos, and he is a detective.

In this large but peaceful Gotham City, he is responsible for taking over some things that cannot be made public, just like the fat lady who came here today, and her commission is for Sean to investigate and obtain evidence about her husband's cheating, so as to have a favorable position in the divorce judgment.

After all, no matter how peaceful and peaceful a city is, as long as there are people, the affairs of the rivers and lakes are indispensable, and such a few things do not affect the spiritual outlook of the whole city.

There is a good saying.

The people of Gotham City are simple, and there are many talents in Arkham.

It just happens to show the spirit of Gotham City, as well as Arkham, and many people will wonder how this has to do with Gotham City.

That's what Holmes is most proud of, he's a detective by day, there's no doubt about that.

At night, he is the director and attending physician of Arkham.

In order to make the peaceful city of Gotham a better place, Mr. Shoreholmes occasionally resorts to shady measures to correct the patient's stubborn symptoms.

This was almost voluntary labor, and it was only thanks to Mr. Holmes's enthusiasm that Arkham could be sustained, and even his sporadic salary as dean had to be invested in the construction of Arkham, otherwise with the little appropriation from the town hall, Arkham would have been in ruins instead of the thriving situation it is today.

For Arkham, Shoremos did not hesitate to throw his head and spill blood.

But even with great ideals, people still have to eat.

As a result, Shoreholmes was established to solve Shoreholmes's usual food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Thinking of this, Shoreholmes couldn't lie down anymore and sat up from the couch. Looking at the cabinet that locked Mr. Prince's file, he sighed deeply.

In the huge cabinet, there was only one commission, which was why Shoreholmes did not dare to refuse the fat lady. If he had had the time to spare, he would never have taken on a case about an extramarital affair, and he, Shoreholmes, was a man with a row.

Putting on a plaid coat and a hat that symbolizes his identity, Shoreholmes heads out the door, heading to the bar he frequents.

The bar called Eden is very different from Eden, which is like a restaurant that welcomes guests, and the dishes are often not worthy of the signature name.

In the afternoon, it's not the peak time for bar traffic. Pushing open the somewhat old door, except for a few drinkers who were drinking for loneliness staring at the visitors

, and only a scantily clad girl was left busy at the bar.

When they saw that it was Shoreholmes, the drinkers continued to stare at their glasses, drinking alone but not drinking.

Oddly enough, Shoreholmes sat at the bar, skillfully pulled out a somewhat reluctant cigarette and said, "Lily's old rules." ”

Lighting a cigarette and taking a deep breath, Shoreholmes was a little worried. Sorrow is a realistic eulogy, it can be the few cigarettes left in the cigarette pack, it can be the stubbornness of worrying about the rent, or it can even be something that has to be done. At least, for Shoreholmes now, there is not much capital to decorate the platoon, and he has to talk to Mr. Prince or Prince Prince about crossing the line.

"Sean, your Zolmartini."

"Call me Enlochalmos! Lily, I said, don't call that name anymore, it's not a trivial matter, both Wolf and I keep repeating it, why can't you take a few minutes to remember it? ”

Looking at Sholmos, whose eyes widened like an angry bull, Lily stuck out her tongue and tilted her head, showing her cuteness.

"Forget it, at this time, you dare to call it that, let me stay alone for a while."

"Okay, then I'll clean up."

Sighing, Shoreholmes felt that his task was a little heavier, whether it was for the rent that was about to expire or something about this group of people subconsciously crossing the line, he had to hurry up and deal with it.

The environment is no longer the same as it used to be, and Shoreholmes knows it, and so does the group.

People who complain about the environment will only end up being environmental destroyers, and this is engraved in their hearts from the moment they decide to settle down in Gotham City.

The old TV with snowflakes is broadcasting advertisements after the news, and the four big characters of Universal Insurance are very eye-catching.

After drinking the wine in front of him in one go, Sean put down a few coins, greeted Lily, and raised his voice and said, "Whether intentionally or unintentionally, I hope no one will cross the line, never hope." ”

The lonely drinkers still lowered their heads, looking at the wine glasses in front of them, in a daze.

Holmes didn't expect any response either, and after saying goodbye to Lily, it was time for him to finish his work for the day.

A detective is a detective, a dean is a dean, and Shoreholmes will never confuse the two because he is a professional.

ps:Suddenly want to open the fan.,The specific main line has been done.,Of course, it's not the style of King Meow to open the pit.。 Well, try it, different styles of Sean, Shalmos. (Parentheses laugh.) ）