Chapter 4: The Secret Room Murder Case

Author: People in the Teaching

Chapter 4: The Secret Room Murder Case

It turns out that detective work is not as interesting as Watson thought.

It had been a week since he became Miss Sherlock Holmes' assistant. After signing the labor contract, Charlotte saw that he had no place to live, so he allocated the spare room upstairs to him as a bedroom.

Watson moved his luggage and took charge of the security work of the Sherlock Holmes Detective Center.

No. 221B Baker Street was originally a three-story apartment building. It was bought by Miss Charlotte's father, Duke Sherlock Holmes, and then transformed into a professional detective office. The spacious and airy hall was turned into an office for customers.

What is different from the original work is that Charlotte does not live here. She is actually a wealthy noble daughter. She spends most of her time busy with her own affairs, chemical tests, autopsy, swordsmanship practice, equestrian training, gun shooting

...Daily life is rich.

So this huge detective office was fully handed over to Watson for management. It sounded like a lot of power. In fact, it was responsible for doing some messy tasks, cleaning, receiving customers, recording needs, sorting out and summarizing cases in newspapers...work business

It's not boring.

Although some jobs will come to the door actively, most of them are gorgeously dressed nobles/wifess who come to the door in person, entrusting the detective office to help find the missing pets, investigate the lost property, and find evidence of the wife/wife's lover's cheating...

It was all trivial matters, and although the aristocrats agreed to have a lot of rewards, it was more like some kind of free gift than work.

Most of these distinguished guests were personally received by Sherlock Holmes. Watson did not look anxious when preparing tea. Instead, he looked calm and casual as if he was a leisurely tourist coming to visit, pointing to the decorations in the detective's office.

Charlotte said kindly to these guests on the surface, but when the other party left, he immediately smiled and specifically instructed Watson: There is no need to investigate the work like this that is obviously rewarded higher than the market, but just treat it well and pretend.

Just record carefully.

There are also some ordinary visitors, street vendors with business disputes, railway staff with wrong jobs, old gentlemen with discord in family, fashionable girls with confused futures...

They were all introduced by other private detectives, and they really encountered some trouble and urgently needed guidance from fair and smart people.

Sherlock Holmes will first listen to them telling the story, then analyze the problem, give appropriate suggestions, and charge some slight consultation fees.

Watson basically wrote the record file while dictating, and he also had a better understanding of the wisdom of this female version of Sherlock Holmes.

Compared to the detective Sherlock in the original work, Miss Charlotte's knowledge range is obviously wider. Perhaps because she is rich, she does not need to be distracted by money, but instead she can devote more energy to learning knowledge from all aspects.

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Apart from the natural physical gap between men and women, Miss Charlotte may not be as good as Detective Sherlock in force, but in terms of knowledge, the Sherlock Watson knew may have won.

Since joining Detective Sherlock Holmes, Watson has almost never stepped out of the door except for rest time, and he is engaged in paperwork.

After a long time, he couldn't help feeling a little bored.

However, Watson is quite patient. He also knows that in reality, Holmes cannot be like a primary school student in Death. There are various murders of murder in every few days.

He was happy to be idle... Every day he sat in the hall and read the used books he bought from street stalls, enriching his knowledge and gradually calming his restless heart.

From time to time, I was invited by Little Stanford and got together to drink two pots of wine, and my life was particularly leisurely.

To be honest, Stanford is indeed a good friend. Although he is from a rich family, he has no airs when treating people. He often treats delicious food and wine, and introduces good jobs. He also introduces London people at the table.

The interpersonal network and interesting news of the class have really given a lot of help in Watson's integration into London.

Leisurely daily life lasted for nearly a month, but Watson's legs and feet still had no improvement, but his peaceful life began to ripples.

The beginning of everything starts with that souvenir.

Sherlock Holmes had a rare leisure day. She had just finished the experiment work upstairs and sat in the reception hall with Watson and savored the black tea.

After a month of getting along, the two have become much more familiar with each other, which is enough to make jokes.

While talking, Charlotte suddenly walked to the window, and she pointed out the window and said, "Watson, guess what is the origin of that person?"

This is a small game for the two of them in their spare time, and they judge the identity of passers-by by observing their words and expressions.

Watson heard the sound and came to the window, looking at Charlotte's fingers stained with ink.

I saw a simple-dressed man across the street, with a thick beard on his face. Watson had seen many people in the army with this look.

The man slowly moved his steps as if he was holding his head up and his chest, but his sharp eyes kept staring at the door numbers of each household. He counted from house to house, holding a large blue envelope in his right hand. Although he was not wearing a uniform, he was obviously a messenger.

Watson also noticed that there was a blue sea anchor tattoo on the back of the other party's hand holding the letter, which looked like a sign of a seaman of some kind.

He only glanced at it and immediately concluded, "This is a naval officer who had just retired from the army, a military beard on his face, a seaman tattoo on his back, and his head-high and chest-like leader

It's all about appearance that proves this."

"And I boldly guess that he is most likely looking for our Sherlock Holmes Detective House."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man outside the window looked at the room as if he had realized it and ran over with great strides.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdong, a rapid and heavy knock sounded immediately outside the door.

Charlotte applauded: "Beautiful, what an accurate reasoning!"

Watson smiled and got up to open the door for the person who came.

The visitor asked in a deep and low voice: "Hello, is Miss Sherlock Holmes here? I have a letter from her here."

The female detective came over, "I am Charlotte Sherlock Holmes."

The man seemed to be confirming Holmes' appearance, nodded, and took out an envelope from his arms, "Miss Holmes, this is your letter, is there a reply?"

After receiving Charlotte's denial, the man stuffed the letter into Charlotte's hand. He put his heels together, put his hand in an eye, raised his hand to salute, and hurried to the next place.

Sherlock sat back on the sofa, opened the letter and browsed it, and suddenly showed an excited expression on his face, like a child who had obtained a new toy.

She threw the letter over, "Watson, look at this, there is a bizarre case coming to your door."

Watson took the letter and saw it-

“Dear Miss Charlotte Sherlock Holmes:

Last night, a strange murder occurred at No. 3 Garden Street, Lauriston.

The crime scene was an empty house that had been abandoned for a long time. At around 3 a.m., the surrounding patrol officers heard a shrill scream in the house. Because they knew that the house was uninhabited for a long time, the patrol officers suspected that there was something wrong, so they went to check it out.

The doors and windows of the long abandoned house were locked, and no light was leaked inside. The patrolman forced himself to break the door lock and entered, and saw a middle-aged man's body lying in the hall filled with books.

The deceased was a well-dressed gentleman, with clean and neat clothes, and had no robbery and no evidence of identity.

There were no signs of fighting at the scene of the crime, and there were no scars on the body, and the cause of death was unknown.

Why did the deceased enter the empty house and how did the murderer commit the murderer... We were puzzled and deeply felt that the case was difficult.

Please come here before twelve o'clock, and I will always be waiting at the scene. Before receiving your reply, everything at the scene of the murder will remain the same.

If I cannot come here in person, I will also inform you of the details of the follow-up. If I receive advice, I am very grateful.

Tobias Grayson is pleased to start”

Watson said intimidly: "The murder case in the secret room..."
Chapter completed!