[Comprehensive British and American] Those years when I opened a dessert shop on Baker Street

Rosa Morrison was taken to hospital.

Winsty told Sherlock and the Scotland Yard police what she saw: "I heard the cry for help from behind the stage curtain, and when I rushed over, I found Rosa Morrison on the ground, and she was the only one behind the curtain. Alone, with a shredded note beside her."

Winsty took out the shredded paper that fell beside Rosa Morrison, and Sherlock took it and looked at it for a while, then took out the shredded paper that he picked up next to Elizabeth Lancenot's body from his pocket, The two pieces of shredded paper are of the same material, and the cracks in the fragments are not commensurate. The letters N and Y can be vaguely seen.

The first time may be accidental, the second time is absolutely, the murderer deliberately left a scrap of paper at the crime scene, the gaps in the two scraps do not match, so the two letters are not connected, there must be other letters in between.

The killer would have killed other people, and there must have been some kind of necessary connection between the victim, Rosa Morrison, and Elizabeth Lancenot.

"You don't see anyone else here?" Lestrade asked Winstie.

Winsty nodded.

Sherlock pulled the curtain and carefully checked the environment around the curtain. It was just an ordinary curtain, nothing special about it.

Sherlock took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Lestrade. After receiving the message, Lestrade gave him a clear look.

Wensti kept staring at the back of the curtain, and Sherlock patted her on the shoulder: "Let's go."

"Is the case solved?"

Sherlock didn't answer her, but just walked forward. He walked with his back in a hurry, and Wensty hurriedly followed, but he had long legs and walked too fast, and the two of them always kept a small distance.

Sherlock stopped a taxi and stood beside the taxi waiting for Wensty to catch up. After she got into the car, she gave the driver an address: "Avenue Louis."

"What are you doing in Avenue Louise?"

"To see if Alice from Scotland Yard has broken up with her boyfriend."

When did Scotland Yard show up with an Alice?

And why is it necessary to confirm whether she has broken up with her boyfriend?

There were big question marks in Winsty's little head.

Sherlock: "It takes 27 minutes to get to Avenue Louise from here, you can sleep for a while, I don't mind you leaning on my shoulder again."

Winsty caught the key word: "Again?"

She didn't remember ever leaning on Sherlock's shoulder, why did he say "again"?

"The last time you went back to Baker Street from the Grand Theater, you slept on my shoulder all the way." Sherlock had to remind her of this.

Winsty smiled embarrassedly: "I thought it was the taxi door."

"You can't tell the difference between a car door and a person's shoulder. It turns out that your perception is slow."

Winsty gritted her white teeth, and said, "You're the one with the dull perception!"

"My perception is very sensitive. By the way, I remind you that you only have 25 minutes left to sleep." Since Wensty fell asleep in the taxi last time, Sherlock thought she had this habit and reminded .

"Thank you for your humanitarian care, I am not sleepy now."

After Wensty finished speaking, he turned his face and looked out the window, while Sherlock used his mobile phone to access Scotland Yard's intranet through the account of the British government, and called up the police files.

Winsty turned her head: "Sir, I didn't drool when I slept, did I?"

Drooling during sleep generally only occurs in young children. Drooling during sleep in adults is an abnormal phenomenon and may cause diseases.

Sherlock was expressionless: "It's gone."

"I don't believe it!" Except for the immature toddler, Wensty rarely drools when she sleeps.

However, she also knows that it is "rarely" rather than "none". Occasionally, one or two times when she sleeps in a bad position...

Sleeping in a taxi shouldn't be very pretty...

"There is the coat I changed in the washing machine." Sherlock has already started to check the police files. The authority of the British government is the highest level, and he can see all the information.

Sherlock didn't wear yesterday's woolen coat, but today he is wearing a dark gray coat.

In Wensty's memory, Sherlock has countless coats, suits and shirts. He is not the kind of person who spends time on dressing up, but every piece of clothing in the wardrobe can be worn on him. In fashion magazines, it can be regarded as the spokesperson of the walking British style.

Decent, spirited, and gentlemanly, but without the fussy feeling brought about by being overly refined, he is by no means the kind of man who can only sit on the sofa with you and drink afternoon tea with an exquisite porcelain cup, but also the kind of man who can walk with you on the street .

Wensty's mind wandered away.

"You've been staring at me for 7 minutes."

Winsty withdrew her thoughts: "Sir, let me help you pay for the dry cleaning, or I can buy you an identical one."

"No, it's just a piece of clothing, you can make it up to me later." Sherlock smiled.

It was raining on the way to Avenue Louise, and the rain covered the entire car window, and Wensty was suddenly a little happy that her trip was not in vain.

The car stopped at the intersection of Avenue Louise, Wensty handed the umbrella to Sherlock, Sherlock picked her up at the door of the car, Wensty slipped out of the taxi like a fish, got under the umbrella, a little No rain.

This umbrella was specially packed by Morticia into Wensty's suitcase. It was neither too big nor too small. If it was packed tightly enough, it could just fit two people.

Morticia has always been looking forward to her daughter being able to use this umbrella in a stormy and beautiful weather.

Sherlock held the umbrella with his right hand, and Wensty stood on his right, walking close to his sleeve. She raised her head slightly and found that the umbrella was tilted to the right.

There were many shops on both sides of Avenue Louise. Sherlock led Wensti into a bakery. Wensti remembered that Lestrade said that Sherlock didn't eat much for dinner, so he should be hungry now.

Entering the bakery, there was a smell of aroma. Sherlock didn't choose carefully, just grabbed a few from the shelf and went to checkout. The whole shopping process took less than 5 minutes.

"Sir, there is a place in the store, why don't you sit down and eat?"

Sherlock was carrying a bag of bread: "This is not what I want to eat. The bread left over from the evening was sold for a day, and the taste will not be very good. This is what I want to give to others."

Sherlock is still very picky about the choice of food.

He led Wensti to an open building, raised the bag in his hand: "Now is the time for you to make it up to me."

When Sherlock said the word "compensation", Wensty's expression was very subtle.

"What are you thinking?"

"Nothing." Winsty took the bag from Sherlock's hand.

In the TV series that Mrs. Hudson is following recently, the hero and his lover also love to say the word "compensation". Shouting: "I will make it up to you."

His lover always cried with tears streaming down his face: "How do you make it up to me, can you make up for the tears I shed?"

Wensty followed Mrs. Hudson to watch a lot of clips. The plot of the TV series was so magical that Sherlock felt like touching a mechanism when she said a word, and this clip automatically ran out of her mind.

"You, how do you want me to compensate you? As long as I can do it, I can do it."

Wensty was very playful, not only said the actor's lines, but also cooperated with the actor's signature affectionate wink. Mrs. Hudson was so fascinated by this wink.

"Women wink at men - a form of flirting."

Winsty quickly stopped him from thinking wildly: "Don't get me wrong, I'm just acting in the TV series that Mrs. Hudson has watched."

"Compared to opening a dessert shop, perhaps the career of an actor is more suitable for you."

Winsty knew that Sherlock was saying that she had a lot of plays in a disguised form, but she didn't care: "The actor recruitment of the Morrison Theater Company even sent me a business card!"

Sherlock closed his eyes.

"Then I hope your next performance won't disappoint me!"

Sherlock smiled, and the same smile was used by him to express many emotions, and the one that Winsty saw now was definitely not a good one.

Wensti quickly changed her words: "Actually, my acting skills are very poor..."

It was too late to change his mind now, Winsty had a thousand reasons to refuse, and Sherlock had a thousand and one reasons to persuade her.

"Well, what do you want me to do?"

Sherlock pointed to the resident upstairs: "Resident A on the tenth floor, deliver the bread up, and find out if Emily broke up with her boyfriend."

"Isn't it Alice, why did it become Emily again?"

Sherlock, who can never remember the name of the Scotland Yard policeman, replied: "It's just a name."

"Why don't you go up there yourself?"

"People's defense against strange men is 13.00% higher than that of strange women, and their defense against men over five feet four inches is as high as 40.00%, so it is more suitable for you to go than me."

Wensty had no choice but to carry the bread bag into the building, and then found that there was no elevator installed here, and she had to go up to the tenth floor!

Sherlock waited for her in the rain with an umbrella, and Wensty came down ten minutes later.

She was tired and out of breath: "Emily didn't break up with her boyfriend."

Sherlock has reached the conclusion, but not yet satisfied: "How are you sure Emily didn't break up with her boyfriend"

Wensty couldn't catch her breath: "Because it was a man who opened the door for me."

"It's really gratifying. You judged that Emily didn't break up with her boyfriend based on this one clue. What a keen judgment..."

Wensty adjusted her breathing: "Don't try to praise the truth, sir. Although I'm not as smart as you, I'm not a fool. I also know that a man and a woman who live together have a roommate relationship like us besides a couple relationship. So I knocked on the door and asked him what was his relationship with Emily, and then pretended to be a couple in the bakery and gave him a big bag of bread, and recorded a message from him to his girlfriend."

After finishing this long series of conversations, Wensty shoved the phone into Sherlock's hand angrily, then stopped a taxi, and could not refuse to say two words: "Get in the car."

Sherlock followed her under an umbrella, looking very cute.

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