"Who is it?" Tianhai Qimingyue tilted her head on the bluestone.

"Sherlock Holmes."

"I don't know."

"He has a reasoning called deductive reasoning, which means starting from the smallest corner of every matter, and then peeling off the whole incident, filtering it layer by layer, and finally the truth is revealed!"

"Do you understand?" he asked curiously.

"Understand a little bit."

"Is it so powerful?" he murmured to himself.

"What's so great about this?"

"It's very impressive for someone your age. How about it, are you interested?"

"What are you interested in?"

"Listen to the story of Sherlock Holmes. I still have things to do now. I won't go back for the time being. How about I tell you the story. If you can listen."

"Yeah."

"Then I'll start talking. Just sit quietly and listen like last time."

"Okay."

Tianhai Qimingyue still sat quietly, listening to him slowly finish talking about the identity of John H. Watson, how he was shot in Afghanistan and retired from the army, and went to England to recuperate. In order to live in a cheap and good house, he chose to share a house with others.

It tells the story of how he met a strange person, the famous detective known to the world - Sherlock Holmes.

The little boy spoke vividly and made appropriate gestures as he said:

"He is over 182cm tall! He has a hooked nose and a thin build. He is extremely energetic when working! When he is resting, he will spend the whole day on the sofa. He is proficient in chemical knowledge, proficient in fighting, and understands psychology.

Anatomy and geography, and he also knows a little about the violin! But he knows nothing about literature, philosophy, or astronomy. He is not a doctor, and he doesn't even know that the earth revolves around the sun.

…

"Having shared a room with him for a long time, Watson was very curious and observed him for a long time, but he was never able to figure out what kind of job he did."

"What kind of job does he do?" Tianhai Qimingyue tilted her head slightly and asked.

"Detective."

"Detective?"

"Observation, secret photography, fighting criminals, disguise, evidence, and high concentration of attention can be described using these keywords. I don’t know if you can understand."

"I can understand a little bit."

"That's good. Just know that you are the one who helps the police find the criminal."

"Yeah"

Tianhai Qimingyue listened very carefully, because she really wanted to know how powerful this detective Sherlock Holmes was, who was well known to the world.

This is the first time she has heard of the profession of detective, and the first time she has heard the name Sherlock Holmes.

She listened to his vivid description of how the two were involved in a business, how Holmes judged that the carriage was rented through the mud on the carriage that no one noticed, and how Holmes was confused when everyone was confused.

At that time, he grasped all the clues and told them one by one, which shocked everyone.

Holmes's confidence in telling everyone all the characteristics of the prisoner seemed to be seen by the people in front of him.

The details are advanced layer by layer, the reasoning is fascinating, and the sense of transparency connected by countless irrelevant clues is a novelty that Tianhai Qimingyue has never experienced before.

Is this a detective?

She swayed on her feet the whole time and listened to him finish "A Study in Scarlet".

The seven bright moons in the sky and the sea have been watching him.

"In the end, the two police officers asked Holmes, who had devoted most of his efforts to this case, to go to other detective schools. But Holmes had already seen through everyone and said with a nonchalant smile, 'In this world, what matters is not that you go there.

It’s about what you’ve done, but what you want others to believe you’ve done.”

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The story comes to an abrupt end.

"What happened next? Is there no later story?"

"Did you understand everything?"

"No," Tianhai Qi Mingyue held her face and shook her head, shaking her calves back and forth, "There are many things I don't know what you are talking about, but I know that the man in the round hat is very powerful, and even the police can't catch him.

He can catch it, and those other detectives are so annoying."

He smiled and said, "That's enough. Being able to listen patiently to the end and understand part of it proves that you are very smart."

"Is there any subsequent story about this detective?"

"Yes, but now that I've finished digging the hole, it's getting late now. I don't have time to tell you stories anymore. And I can't remember the whole story. After all, I haven't read it for a long time." He suddenly smiled again, "Are you reluctant to let it go?

Should I leave?"

"Yeah."

"That's right, but I'm sorry, I ran out secretly. If my mother sees that I'm not in the house, she will definitely come out to look for me."

"I also ran away secretly."

"Haha, that's really a coincidence. Coincidence, do you understand what it means?"

"I understand, but I don't know why you dug the ground and took so long."

"This." He squatted down, took out a small bottle from the ground, and then walked to Tianhai Qimingyue.

"This is?"

…

"Butterfly, I caught a butterfly for my sister before. She said she wanted it, so I caught one for her, and then I kept one in a bottle. Even though it was given some air and nectar, it still died.

, it’s not good to throw it away casually. I’m afraid that my sister will bury it when she sees her sadness, and then tell her that the butterfly flew away at night.”

"But. The butterfly is so small, why do we dig such a big hole?"

"In order to chat with you, I dug with a hoe and it became bigger."

Tianhai Qimingyue watched him bury the butterfly in the soil from above, and then watched him push the soil in with a hoe.

"My brother is a weirdo, and he has been since the first time we met."

"Huh? Then you are also a weirdo. How can there be such a smart kid at your age?"

"Isn't my brother also a child?"

"I, how should I put it, know a lot of things, but after all, I am still a child's body. Many memories will be forgotten naturally. At least when I was just born, I can't remember it at all now. It's time to go back.

Are you home? Do you want me to take you back this time?"

Tianhai Qimingyue looked at him with his hands on his hips and looked up at the shadow in the night sky, then suddenly lowered his head.

"I don't want to go back."

"Why?"

"Don't like it there."

"But aren't you and your sister here to travel?"

"It's a trip, but I still have to practice every day. I'm not as smart as my sister, and my mother rarely looks at me."

"Do you want to practice piano? I keep hearing the sound of piano over there lately. I was never really rich before, so I even bought a new piano for my trip."

"Yeah."

"You just said you came back secretly. Are you unhappy?" he asked.

"Yeah"

Tianhai Qimingyue lowered her head and crossed her hands in front of her little skirt when she found that he suddenly sat next to her.

There is a cool breeze at night, the moon hangs on the branches, and summer cicadas are noisy in the forest.

He put his hands behind his back and looked at the bright moon.

When Tianhai Qimingyue turned her head to look at him, she could smell a little bit of earthy breath on his body, and an indescribable emotion.

"In this case, let me tell you another Sherlock Holmes story, which will be another incident later."

"Really?"

"You look very happy, it's true, but after I finish speaking, you have to go home. Otherwise, your sister and mother will worry about you."

"Good"

Listen quietly to another novel and scary story.

The absurd and weird atmosphere in the detective story seems to be lingering in my heart.

He sat next to her and stayed with her. She only had to look at him silently and listen to him speak, and she could know many different things.
To be continued...