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The figure in my memory seemed to be engraved in the depths of my memory, the young plumber was dressed casually, with two mustaches on his lips, bright gray eyes, and a little childish when he smiled, but it was charming.

Agatha looked at the man in front of her, his dark blue stand-up collar shirt, a gray waistcoat on the outside, and his temperament was 108,000 miles different from the plumber she was engaged to, but those gray eyes were impossible to mistaken.

Looks can be changed, but eyes can't deceive people.

Agatha was silent.

Holmes was also silent.

The two stood in the doorway, facing each other, staring at each other with wide eyes.

Perhaps the silence between them was so unusual that Watson, who was making coffee at the bar, couldn't help but ask, "Sherlock Holmes, are the little guys on Baker Street playing a prank again?" ”

There were a lot of mischievous children on Baker Street, who sometimes liked to play with Sherlock Holmes, and knocked on the door as a client, but when they opened the door, they couldn't see anyone.

Sherlock Holmes looked at the "fiancée" who came to the door and thought to himself, how should people answer this question?

Judging by Agatha's reaction, Holmes was pretty sure she recognized him as Escott.

Sherlock Holmes is good at dealing with all kinds of difficult cases, and he is also good at reasoning and deduction, and he is even good at judging from the other party's body language what profession this person should be engaged in and what experience he has had, but he is not good at dealing with women.

Especially since this woman is still the "fiancée" abandoned by him.

Holmeston felt a headache.

If before this he felt that life was very boring and needed a little excitement and fun, then at this moment he feels that there is nothing wrong with the previous boring life.

Holmes didn't respond, much to Watson's surprise.

He put down the coffee-making utensils and walked over to Sherlock Holmes, where he was surprised to see a young girl standing outside the door.

She wore a dark purple dress, her chestnut hair was braided and fastened, the line of her neck was as elegant as a swan, her facial features were very good-looking, her nose was straight and delicate, her red lips were plump, and her blue eyes were blue...... This is undoubtedly a charming young lady.

Watson looked at the young lady outside the door, and then at Holmes in the door, and suddenly had a sense of foreboding in his heart.

Just when Watson's heart was ominous, the young lady's gaze suddenly fell on him.

Watson sighed in his heart.

Then he heard the young lady say something terrible—

"Medium build, athletic physique, square chin, figure-eight mustache. The one who was dragged by the gardeners of Villa Alpurdo on the night Mr. Millwharton was shot, it was you. ”

Watson:???

This is a clue held by the London police and is characteristic of one of the two suspects in the Milwarton murder.

As I said the other day, when Mr. Lesterred came to visit Holmes.

At the time, Mr. Lesterred also said that the two suspects had left footprints in the window, and that one of them had been caught by a gardener, and although the other had escaped, the characteristics were so obvious that if Holmes was willing to take action, the suspect could have been easily identified.

Holmes was pretending to be surprised, saying that the man the gardener had caught sounded like Watson, which made Mr. Lestrred laugh and said that Holmes didn't need to talk nonsense even if he didn't want to accept the police's commission.

Holmes didn't talk nonsense, and the man who almost caught the gardener that night was indeed Watson.

Watson was silent, pretending he hadn't heard anything just now.

With a gentle smile on his face, he politely asked, "Hello, Miss." Is there a problem that we need to solve for you? ”

Agatha: "......"

Agatha blinked, looking at Watson.

John. Watson.

Sherlock Holmes's friend and partner has always had an infinite patience and an unbelievably good temper towards Holmes.

He was a military doctor who fought in the war in Afghanistan, shed blood on the battlefield, was wounded, and returned to China after nine deaths to settle in London.

When Watson plunged headlong into the big dye vat of London, he was going to get by.

lived a life, and suddenly one day he woke up: he had to live a decent life.

So, under the introduction of his former assistant, he shared this apartment with Sherlock Holmes, and became a very tacit partner.

Together, they solved a number of cases that the police could not handle.

Of course, they inevitably also pose some unsolvable problems for the police.

Take, for example, the murder of Mr. Millwharton.

In fact, Watson and Sherlock Holmes were at the scene of the crime on the night Mr. Mill Walton was killed.

The months that Sherlock Holmes had dressed as a plumber were very fruitful, and through the young lady he was engaged to, he knew the topography and layout of Appledor Villa very well.

The young lady also told Holmes that Milwalton would go to bed at ten o'clock every night, and that once he did, it would be difficult to wake him up. The servants at Appledor's Villa also privately nicknamed Millwharton, saying that he was the sleeping god who could not wake up.

That night, without alerting anyone, they managed to sneak into the Villa Appledor.

They hid behind the curtains in the study, waiting for Milwalton to leave the study and then pry into the safe to steal something, who knew that something happened in the middle of the way, and a woman in a black veil came.

From the appearance of the woman to the murder of Milwalton, it was very sudden, Watson and Holmes could not change anything even on the scene, if there was anything wrong, it was probably that they not only did not save him, but also took advantage of the fact that no one had found out that Milwalton was killed, pried into his safe, and threw a large number of letters in his possession that could be used to extort others into the fireplace and burned them to ashes.

Is that excessive?

Compared to the evildoer Milwalton, it doesn't seem too much.

However, when they left, they ran into some trouble, and the servants of Appledor House soon discovered that someone had broken in, and Mill Walton was killed, and he and Holmes were chased in a mess, and as he was leaving over the wall, he was accidentally caught by the gardener by the ankle and took a picture......

Thinking of the thrilling and exciting experience that night, Watson was still secretly sweating.

But he couldn't have admitted that he was who Agatha had said he was.

So, he smiled slightly, met Agatha's gaze, and asked again in a gentle tone, "Hello, Miss." Are there any cases that need to be commissioned? ”

Agatha opened her mouth, looked at Watson, then at Holmes, and finally she pursed her red lips, her face expressionless, and she held a very cold attitude: "Yes, sir." I'm going to find a thin lover named Escott, oh, he has another name now, and it's Sherlock Holmes. ”

Watson thought he might be hallucinating, "What did you say?" ”

Holmes, who had been silent, finally spoke, and he said with a wry smile: "Watson, her name is Agatha, and she is the fiancée I told you about before. ”

Watson: "......"