It's another calm and lively day~

"Watson, help me get a newspaper" In the second-floor apartment, Qiuchen asked Watson on the side while making tea, "What's today's headline?" ”

"Wait, I'll do this first" Watson was taking notes on a patient who came to his home "Low blood pressure 80, high blood pressure 110, normal blood pressure, Second Lieutenant Smith"

"I'm not sure you're looking for Watson," an old man who looked a little fat stood up in his chair and asked Watson secretly, "That guy is your new roommate?" ”

"It's not that I'm going to move out, this guy is here to pick up my room, supposedly a traveler from the East" Watson shrugged "I don't know if he can live peacefully with Sherlock Holmes"

"Well, if you want me to say, your roommate" The old man had not finished speaking, and several loud bangs interrupted him in succession

"Oh! What happened? Gunshots?! "No wonder he was brought by the army, just look at his subconscious covert movements when he heard the gunshots, you can know that he has been on the battlefield

"No, no, no, it should be Sherlock nailing a painting, maybe you'll see one more painting in this house tomorrow"

Watson, why don't you seem to believe this?

"Oh, look, this guy is very calm," Watson pointed to Qiu Chen, who was holding tea in one hand and mixing coffee in the other, "How could he be so calm if there was a gunshot?"

Seeing Watson pointing at himself, Qiuchen paused and took off two earplugs from his ears, "Watson, what did you just say?" ”

"I'm going to check it out, I seem to smell gunpowder!" The old ensign's whole body trembled, "Shoot at will!" ”

"Hey, hey, alas" Watson sighed and followed, "Take the newspaper yourself, it's at the door, someone brought it"

It looks like it's going to be very lively~

"Half a penny, sir!" For a moment, the newspaper delivery man felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and quickly changed his words

"Very good, take it, don't look for it" The viper disappeared

"Ahh

Looking at the newspaper delivery man who fled with a smoke, Qiuchen scratched his face, "Am I so terrible?" ”

Not surprisingly, the newspaper headlines were Blackwood's sentence to be hanged for alleged witchcraft killings.

It turns out that the guy's name is Blackwood, and he seems to be a duke, and yesterday Qiuchen thought they were reincarnators, but he didn't have any affection when he started, and today the newspaper didn't even publish a positive photo of him

However, when he walked up the stairs, a report in the back of the newspaper caught Qiuchen's attention

A female corpse was found in Whitechapel in the Eastern District, the deceased was a middle-aged **Martha Tabulen, with 39 stabs in her body, nine of which were slashed through the throat. Police at Scotland Yard are investigating the case

Another strange event

Intuition tells Qiuchen that this is not easy

"Hey, Autumn Dust" A voice called back Autumn Dust's thoughts, and with a twist of his head, at the kitchen entrance, his current landlord, Mrs. Hudson, was standing there, handing over a tray, "You can help me get in, Sherlock Holmes's room, to be honest, I don't want to go in until Watson takes out the gun in his hand."

"Okay, don't worry, madam" For this very relieved landlord, Qiuchen still has a good impression

Taking the tray with his hand, Qiuchen slowly walked upstairs

Yesterday for the scene, the main god rarely did not detect anything, not that there was nothing, but that it could not be detected, this is the main god that even the spiritual spells of the Lich King can resist, and its detection will actually be blocked

The calm appearance makes Qiuchen feel like the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings

Knock knock knock--

Knocked politely on the door

"Autumn dust? Come in," a slightly hoarse voice sounded

"Sherlock Holmes? How did your voice become like this? "Except for Watson, Qiuchen really can't think of anyone in this room

"Okay voice, it looks like I'm a little rusty all over my body" The whole room was full of dust, I really can't imagine that a person can actually live here, saying that this is a storage room that no one comes to all year round is believed, Sherlock Holmes is stuck in a chair, looking decadent "I really can't stand the feeling of stagnation of thinking!" ”

"It doesn't matter how you feel for now, but you have to get out of this rat nest first!" Watson walked to the window and pulled back the curtains, and the sun that had risen high easily shone into the room

"Oh! Watson, don't do that! Sherlock Holmes covered his face like an apathic and shouted, "Don't let that damn sun shine in!" ”

"Hey, it's not that serious, right" Qiuchen twitched the corner of his eyes, this is Sherlock Holmes? Let's have fun!

"If you're looking for something to do, I've found one," Qiuchen handed over today's newspaper "There was a murder last night, maybe you can go and investigate"

"Oh? Homicide case? Sherlock Holmes grabbed the newspaper, and his demeanor instantly changed to the appearance of Qiuchen when he saw him last night, and it was almost two people from just now

While Sherlock Holmes was reading the newspaper, Qiuchen poked Watson who came over with his elbow, "Hey, he's always been like this?" ”

"It's not always like this," Watson shrugged, "it's just that he can't be idle, and I can't imagine what he will be like when he retires."

"Qiuchen, if that's what you're talking about, I don't think the people of Scotland Yard will come to me" Holmes shook his head, handed the newspaper to Watson, and began to pull out his pipe, "Look at the scene reported by the newspaper, it should be an ordinary homicide, I don't think Scotland Yard is all waste"

"Can't you just go? What does it have to do with Scotland Yard? Qiuchen raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you a detective?" Shouldn't you pounce on a homicide like a bloodhound? ”

"Don't tell me that detectives in the East are like this" Sherlock Holmes knocked on his pipe and began to put tobacco in it, "I'm a private detective, I just accept personal or official commissions, and if I don't entrust me, if I go, I'll be out of the rules"

"Although Scotland Yard will look for him in those big cases," Watson added, "and it will be easy for the cops to have him".

"Okay, let's see what's going on today," Holmes took a deep breath, and slowly stood up, "Or do you want to stay here for a day?" ”

"Mrs. Davis wants you to help her recover her missing emerald necklace, where are you going?" Seeing Qiuchen turn to leave, Watson grabbed him and asked

"Sa~ As a traveler, I always have to look around, I can't stay in the room all day and not go out" Qiuchen waved his hand and took two steps back, "What's more, the sun is so good today, it's a waste not to go out"

"I'm also talking about remembering to come back at noon, because last night's incident, Scotland Yard will send someone to give you a bonus"

"Ah~ I'll do my best" waved his hand, and Qiuchen pushed the door and left

On the street, Qiuchen beckoned a carriage to stop

"To the Whitechapel"

"No problem, sir, sit down," the carriage swept away

[Why are you interested in murder?] 】

"I feel that this matter is definitely not ordinary, it was no coincidence last night" Qiuchen dragged his chin, his expression a little gloomy

[Do you suspect that a reincarnation person has been mixed in? 】

"That's right, it's better to believe it, not to believe it"

Reincarnators, what are you going to do?!

Note: Scotland Yard refers to the Metropolitan Police Department in London