Sherlock Holmes described the case from beginning to end in as brief language as possible, but of course, the slean writing is far less than the complex feelings contained in the real events, whether it is Father Jacob and Jack the Ripper, or Jack the Ripper and the victims, their relationship is probably more complicated than the world knows.

Unfortunately, with Father Jacob's stab, it is difficult to have accurate answers to these questions.

But in any case, this case can be regarded as a successful conclusion.

Compared with the string of headless unsolved cases in the real time and space seven years later, it is already the best result.

Sherlock Holmes stretched and said to Zhang Heng, "This bet is that you won, although the process is a bit risky, but it is undeniable that you did find the murderer one step ahead of me, and now, you can perform the privilege of the victor and start choosing the opera you want to see at night." ”

"Yes," Zhang Heng asked, "But why do I always have a feeling that you didn't seem to do your best this time, did you deliberately let me somewhere?" ”

"Who knows, you seem to have some inexplicable reason why you have to win me once." Sherlock Holmes smiled, "But this time I'm really serious, after all, solving crimes is my interest, just like a foodie lover sees a roast turkey in front of him, it's hard not to move a fork." ”

…………

270 days seems like a long time, but for Zhang Heng, who is in it and absorbing new knowledge every day, it seems like a blink of an eye, after the serial murders in the Whitechapel District, he and Holmes have experienced more than a dozen large and small cases together.

There are some bizarre twists and turns in the story, and if he had been written, he might have replaced Conan Doyle as the greatest detective of the Victorian era. In the later stage, Zhang Heng himself began to handle the case independently, his criminal investigation skills have reached lv2, followed by makeup, and he also asked Erin Adler for some acting knowledge, but art appreciation is still maintained at lv0.

In addition, he has not been able to find the shadow of the props in this dungeon.

It wasn't until the last day that Zhang Heng and Sherlock Holmes met to see an equestrian show, after which the two wandered along the River Thames, chatting about everything from contemporary violin artists to 18th-century Nassau pirates.

Sherlock Holmes was amazed by Zhang Heng's understanding of Nassau, and then the two walked into a tavern on the side of the road together.

It's not far from the pier, so there are a lot of sailors who drink and play cards here, and it seems to be very lively.

Sherlock Holmes made the same mistake again, and pointed to the man with a mustache at the table on the left hand side and said, "Scotsman, with many brothers, graduated from the University of Edinburgh, worked as a ship doctor, went to West Africa, loves writing, and plays crossword puzzles well." ”

"Heh, this time we don't have to compare, I'll invite you directly." Zhang Heng still has more than a dozen pounds on him, and it is estimated that it will be difficult for him to spend it before leaving, so naturally he doesn't mind inviting Sherlock Holmes again.

"That couldn't be better." The latter said to the bar owner, "Two beers first." ”

Just as the two of them found a seat and sat down to wait for a beer, the bearded man who was playing crossword puzzles at the other table came over with a newspaper in his hand and said, "Mr. Sherlock Holmes and his Oriental roommate, Mr. Zhang Heng, I didn't expect to meet you here." ”

"Your Excellency knows us?" Holmes raised an eyebrow.

"Of course, the two of you are the most famous detectives in London right now," Bazi Hu smiled, "Can I sit here?" ”

"Please, it's more interesting to have more people drinking," said Holmes, "and haven't asked your name yet?" ”

"Doyle, Arthur Conan Doyle." The person who came stretched out his hand and said enthusiastically.

Sherlock Holmes was a little surprised, shook hands and turned to Zhang Heng and said, "Is he the friend you mentioned before?" ”

As a result, he saw that Zhang Heng was even more surprised than him when he heard this name.

"Don't be surprised, we're actually meeting for the first time." Conan Doyle explains, "In the past, we were all connected through words. ”

"Textual connection, does it mean a letter?" Holmes frowned.

"Pretty much." Conan Doylew, after a pause, continued, "When I came, I heard that there was a very interesting case in the Central Garden, where a lady fell to the ground, and when she woke up, she found that her purse and other jewelry were there, but only the earrings were missing, why didn't you go and take a look?" ”

"Sounds interesting, after all this time, I finally have something to do." Holmes's eyes flashed with excitement when he heard this, he seemed to forget Zhang Heng on the other side, picked up his cane, got up and strode out of the tavern.

Then the boss brought two beers, and Conan Doyle picked up one of them and sighed, "Thank goodness that guy is finally gone, otherwise I can't guarantee that he won't see something with his perverted observations...... Anyway, do you know that I created Sherlock Holmes based on a teacher I knew when I was in college, Joseph Bell, and the way he taught and consulted people was the kind of way you could tell where you came from and what your profession was just by looking at you, which had a big impact on me at that time, and I kept thinking that if he were a detective, he would definitely turn this profession into an accurate science.

"Of course, Poe and Emile Gaborio also gave me a lot of inspiration, Poe's detective Dubin has always been my childhood hero, Gaborio's interlocking writing has also inspired me a lot, the writer's line is like this, one generation influences the next, it's like passing on the torch, you read the works of modern people, you can always find the context of the past people."

Conan Doyle took a sip of beer as he spoke, and at the same time said to Zhang Heng, "You should also give it a try, there are still a few hours before your round of copies is over, and it is not easy to go back to London at the end of the 19th century to take a sip of beer." ”

"Who is Your Excellency?" Zhang Heng finally spoke at this time.

"Who am I?" A smile appeared on Conan Doyle's face, "I'm those names you know, I'm William Shakespeare, I'm Alexandre Dumas, I'm Arthur Conan Doyle, I'm Neil Gaiman, and I'm George Raymond Richard Martin. ”

"The gods?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows and took a sip of the beer in the cup.

"It's okay to understand it that way." Conan Doyle snapped his fingers.

Zhang Heng thought of the Celtic ancient god he had met in the Black Sails dungeon before, the mysterious man who claimed to be Einstein he met in the Apollo Program training camp, and the god in front of him, he realized something from it, and frowned, "So there is a related god behind each dungeon?" ”

"You're very perceptive, just like your roommate Sherlock Holmes." Conan Doyle praised, "As you can see, all dungeons are two-way, you get game items, points, and skills from them, and we can also use this to observe you and find the right agent from it, you have [Infinite Bricks] on your body, so it should also be well understood, for us it is not the stronger the player, the better, but also take into account the problem of phase, this is a very complicated thing, you have to weigh all aspects, and finally make the most beneficial choice for yourself, At the same time, the recruitment agent must obtain the consent of the recruitee. ”

"You want to recruit me as your agent?"

"Well, theoretically, it's true that I'll only show up in front of someone before the end of the dungeon when I want to recruit someone as an agent, but you're an exception," Conan Doyle pointed to the watch on Zhang Heng's right hand, "You've already chosen your side, haven't you?" ”

"Then why are you showing up in front of me?" Zhang Heng asked, while quietly putting his fingers into his pocket and holding the knife there.

"Don't be nervous, I have no ill will towards you," Conan Doyle shrugged, "on the contrary, I still have a lot of ties with you. ”

"Origins?"

"I noticed that you've been exploring your origins lately," Conan Doyle said with a satisfied burp as he finished his beer, "and I'll thank you for meeting us today when you find the answer." ”

"Wait, do you know where I came from?"

Conan Doyle didn't continue on the topic, but only showed a meaningful smile, "We'll meet again, just like all the protagonists of the story have to make the final choice, and then you have to make your own choice." ”

After saying that, he put down the empty wine glass in his hand, Zhang Heng wanted to catch up, but found that his body couldn't move, so he could only watch the other party staggering out of the tavern, and his eyes finally fell on the fallen newspaper, with a small bulge in the middle.

Zhang Heng opened the newspaper, and below was the pen used by Conan Doyle to play crossword puzzles before.

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