[Comprehensive] Detective, Police Booth, Weeping Angel

[-] | November [-], a gloomy and foggy winter afternoon.The cold wind carried a piercing chill through the streets and alleys of London, England. People passing by hurriedly hid their faces behind their turned-up collars, shrunk their shoulders and walked quickly through the cold streets.Such weather can easily make people feel unhappy, which can be seen from the expressions on people's faces.And among these ordinary beings who come and go, there is another one who is so different, and she is also one of the protagonists of the most bizarre story that will be told next.

The distinctive protagonist is named Jian Nan. She looks very young, probably only in her twenties, and she is a black-haired woman with distinct oriental features.Except for the attractive pair of alert and emotional black eyes, Jiannan's body is very thin and looks a little ordinary, but the slightly wide forehead and tightly pursed lips show some kind of Resolute and decisive character.Although she is poor and desolate, her back is still straight.

Right now, Jian Nan was holding a piece of paper with the address scribbled on it in her hand. She was standing in front of the door of No. 221 B Baker Street, quite hesitant.But after a while, maybe it was really too cold, or maybe she made up her mind after all, the lady in the ragged leather jacket and the big dirty gloves finally rang the doorbell.

The harsh doorbell rang suddenly startled her, and she couldn't help but let go of her hand.After a while, there was a sound of footsteps, and a kind lady opened the door, looked at her cautiously, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Mr. Sherlock Holmes." Jian Nan pronounced the name with some hesitation, and at the same time looked at the lady in front of him expectantly, and looked at her calmly.

"Please come in quickly, poor girl." After hearing this, the elderly lady opened the door and invited Jianan in. "Mr. Holmes is on the second floor. He should be free now." Entertaining you." Her voice was full of sympathy, and pointed the way to Jian Nan.

Jian Nan nodded quickly, and smiled shyly at the kind lady.After entering the door, the dimly lit living room was quite spacious, and a little warmth made Jian Nan's frozen hands and feet begin to regain consciousness.The stairs leading to the second floor are covered with red carpet, which is basically clean and tidy.At least for Jian Nan's current predicament, this place is decent enough, even unbelievable.

Constantly doing psychological construction for himself, Jian Nan nervously walked up the stairs to the second floor.The door of the living room was closed, and there were faint voices coming from inside.She mustered up the courage to knock on the door.

"Please come in." A man in the room responded, making Jian Nan's heart beat violently.Finally, she opened the door and walked in.

Compared with the outside, it can be said that the living room is extremely warm, probably because of the fireplace.As Jian Nan walked in, he glanced at the room hastily.I saw a slender man sitting on a large and comfortable sofa with armrests. His deep-set eye sockets and hooked nose made him look a little unnatural, and his resolute square jaw almost immediately made Jian Nan I understood that this was the person I was looking for.

"Please sit down, Miss. Haven't asked for your name yet?" Another man who hadn't been noticed by Jian Nan spoke at this moment, and this was the one who asked her to come in just now.The man was sitting in another armchair, looking at Jian Nan with kind, searching eyes.

Jian Nan couldn't help but flushed with excitement when he saw these two with his own eyes, and hurriedly replied excitedly in English with some accents: "Jane, my name is Jane. My full name is Jian Nan, and you can call me Jane , that's my last name."

"Ah, Miss Jane, please sit down." The man who had been silent all this time suddenly said, his sharp eyes were quickly looking at Jian Nan, "Although I don't know anything about you—except that you are from China, although Well-born, but despite the recent changes—but you can still tell us your story. By the way, this is my friend Dr. Watson, and I believe you will not mind his presence."

This man was obviously Mr. Sherlock Holmes. After hearing the remarks of the famous Mr. Detective, Jian Nan immediately forgot his initial shyness.She clasped her hands on her chest, and said eloquently: "Oh, God, Mr. Holmes, you are exactly the same as the one in the legend. To be honest, I have read your stories since I was a child, and I admire you very much. Once upon a time I always thought that you were the person in the story, but now, you are sitting there and telling me about my recent situation, I feel like I am dreaming."

Holmes couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He nodded lukewarmly, and pointed to a small sofa again: "If you don't mind, please sit down first. It seems that you have a lot to say."

"Yes, you are right." Jian Nan couldn't help saying loudly after hearing this, "To tell you the truth, I have been driving myself crazy for the past few months. But last week, little Jimmy Blake mentioned you to me, and I felt hopeful again, so you don't think I'm abrupt when I come here when I have time?"

Holmes lowered his eyes and recalled for a moment, and then he remembered exactly the person Jian Nan mentioned: "Ah, little Jimmy Black, I once helped him solve a trivial problem." He leaned back and fell into the Going into the sofa, resting your elbows on the armrest, with your fingers facing each other, you said, "Now you can tell me, why did you come to me?"

"It's a long story, I hope you don't think I'm delusional or insane." Jian Nan said while sitting down on the sofa awkwardly. She smiled nervously, "I never Don't dare to tell these things to others, because no one will believe it."

Holmes was noncommittal, but said softly: "You can say what you want to say, and I will make my own judgment."

"It's like this, the situation I'm facing can actually be explained to you in one sentence." Jian Nan licked his lips subconsciously, and said with some hesitation, "I, I'm actually not only from China—God knows How did you see where I came from at a glance——cough, in fact, I came from China more than 100 years later..." She looked at the two listeners carefully as she spoke, and then summoned up her courage to say, "Yes, I In fact, it was born and lived a hundred years later, and it did not belong to this era."

Holmes heard this absurd remark, but remained silent.And Dr. Watson on the side was obviously already using his professional knowledge to judge the poor lady's mental condition, so he asked as kindly as possible: "Uh, Miss Jane, if you were born 100 years later, where are you?" How did it appear here?"

"That's why I came to see Mr. Holmes!" Jian Nan couldn't help shouting, "God, my life has always been good, but now I find it difficult to even live. The beginning of all this, It's that weird stone statue!"

"Strange stone statue?"

"Yes, that weird stone statue! I saw it in a certain alley, and in the blink of an eye, 'Bang!' I appeared on a pier in London, England in [-]|[-] On. To be honest, I almost wonder if I'm hallucinating of some kind."

Dr. Watson seemed to agree with Jian Nan's last words.He looked at this agitated young lady with curiosity and vague concern, and he had already classified her as a client who was a little deranged and perhaps suffering from paranoia.

Holmes coughed lightly, and said, "In other words, you originally lived 100 years later, but suddenly went back 100 years ago after seeing a stone statue?"

"That's right, that's right."

"What kind of stone statue?"

"It's a white stone statue of equal height, it looks like an angel covering his eyes, and there are a pair of wings behind it."

"When did that happen?"

"I will never forget it. It was September [-], [-], Beijing time, at [-]:[-] pm."

"Then when did you arrive in London?"

"[-]|[-], September [-]th. I don't know the exact time, but it's also evening."

"What about the specific location?"

"London East End, NO.12 A-word Wharf."

"It's interesting," Holmes said with relish. "You might as well tell us what happened after you saw the stone statue. Please don't miss a single detail." He closed his mouth after speaking. Closed eyes, a look of all ears.

Jian Nan had no choice but to nod, and said nervously: "The thing is like this: I got off work very late that day, because I wanted to go home early, so I took an alley that I usually don't take. There was no one in that alley. It was terribly quiet. I always had a bad feeling in my heart, so I quickened my pace and wanted to leave quickly. At this moment, I suddenly saw a sculpture standing alone in the corner. That feeling was very strange, as if There was nothing in that corner last second, but after blinking, the stone statue suddenly appeared there.

"At that time, I naively thought that I was just dazzled. It was just a sculpture abandoned by the art gallery next door, and I stared at it for a long time. But this stone statue does not seem to be abandoned. Although it looks old, it is But it’s not old at all. But at that time, I had the idea that it had nothing to do with me, and I passed the statue without thinking. But then, I suddenly felt a whirl, and I staggered and reached out to support my side the wall.

"You may not believe it, but when I opened my eyes again, by God, I found that the environment around me has completely changed! The air is filled with a fishy smell of sea water, and the walls that have become low are covered with stains , and a few homeless people passing by looked at me maliciously.

"Mr. Holmes, you can't imagine how hard it took me to understand my situation. If I hadn't learned English systematically, I really couldn't get anywhere here. Not to mention that the ancient grammar of this age is often called People can't figure it out, and all kinds of weird accents are even more disastrous for a foreigner like me. When I realized that I was really in London, England in 100|[-], I really thought that the world was not crazy, I'm just crazy." Jian Nan said excitedly, "You know, not only are there thousands of mountains and rivers between me and my hometown, but also more than [-] years of time. At that time, I realized that even if I live a hundred years , I’m afraid I won’t be able to survive my own birth.”

After listening to Jian Nan's emotional narration, Holmes seemed to be full of interest. He asked, "Then what do you want me to do when you come to see me?"

"Of course I want to ask you to figure out this bizarre time-traveling event, and it's best to find a way to let me go home." Jian Nan said sincerely with great hope, "I have never dared to leave this strange land , although it may be easier for me to return to China, but I always feel that if I want to find a way to go home, I am afraid that I cannot do without the alley at No. 12 Jiazi Wharf." She As he spoke, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and quickly took out a crumpled notebook from his pocket, opened it and said, "Before I came to seek your help, I did some unsystematic investigation myself. If you can tolerate my tricks, I will read it to you."

She cleared her throat as she spoke, and read in an orderly manner: "September 27, 12|36, a man disappeared at No. 48 A Pier in the East End of London. Name, Jonathan Ford; age, [-] years old ;Identity, an accountant of a certain company. His wife reported her husband's disappearance [-] hours later. According to eyewitnesses, the last place Jonathan appeared was the pier. According to his colleagues, he came here for some private business.

"October [-]th, [-]|[-], at the same cursed pier, John Jones disappeared. This young man in his early twenties was a capable sailor, and after disembarking he was going to have some fun, so he went to He didn't go back either. His brother had looked for him, and this was the dock where the missing sailor was last seen.

"October 12, 19|[-], No. [-] A-word wharf, this time the missing girl was Laura White. She was only [-] years old, and she came to the wharf to find her fiancé, but Lost at the pier. Her poor fiancé called the police, but there was no sign of the girl's whereabouts, except that this was the pier where she was last seen."

Jian Nan flipped through his tattered notebook and read a long list of missing people's names. It made people wonder that so many people had lost their traces at this pier in just a few months.

Holmes' expression gradually became serious, and he tapped the back of his hand lightly with his slender fingers, and asked, "What made you think of investigating the matter of missing persons?"

"Uh, I just wanted to know about this pier at first. As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will win a hundred battles." Jian Nan blushed, for fear that his unprofessional behavior would make this top European detective impatient. Chatting with nearby residents, you know, women always gossip when they get together. Although they are a bit repulsive to my oriental face, I still get a lot of news."

Holmes said meaningfully: "It's amazing. If the group of bankers at Scotland Yard had your patience and ability, they wouldn't be able to accomplish everything."

Such straightforward praise made Jian Nan flush with joy, and she stammered, "What are you talking about, I just want to find a way to go home."

"In any case," Holmes waved his hand, "I think you should have your own views on these disappearances."

Jian Nan hesitated for a moment, but apparently Mr. Detective's encouragement just now regained her confidence. She said: "I appeared here for no reason. It is conceivable that in my hometown, I should be mysteriously missing. Then these Aren’t the people who disappeared at the pier just like me in my hometown? I think there must be some connection between them.”

"Yes, logical reasoning." Holmes said loudly after hearing this. "Then what are you waiting for, Miss Jane, I think you should continue to investigate."

Jian Nan couldn't help being stunned, and said, "But, Mr. Holmes..."

"I'm an expert on crime, but not on supernatural events. So far, my scope of investigation has been limited to the human world." Holmes finally waved his hand impatiently. "I've only struggled with evil a little, but these supernatural Maybe it’s beyond my ability. In my opinion, it’s more practical for you to go to those flashy magicians.”

Jian Nan stared blankly at Holmes, and the despair that swept over her after the hope was shattered for a moment almost made her cry. She finally understood that the last straw in front of her also refused to provide her with help.But Jian Nan tried his best to keep calm, held back his tears, stood up and saluted hurriedly, holding his breath and said, "Excuse me." Then he turned around and rushed out of the room like a gust of wind.

"Ah, Holmes, ah." Watson shook his head disapprovingly, "Although Miss Jane did tell a ridiculous story that made people worry about her mental state, what you just said is too much for a young lady. excuse me."

Holmes smiled slyly and mischievously when he heard this, leaned forward with his elbows on his knees, and shouted, "My dear Watson, it seems that you have a lot of sympathy for this Miss Jane."

"As a physician, it is indeed heart-wrenching to see a young woman in such a distressed state of mind," replied Watson solemnly.

"So, you don't believe a single word that Miss Jian said just now."

"While her story is certainly fascinating and is simply the most bizarre incident I have ever heard, there is no denying that this wild story is completely unrealistic."

"Tsk tsk, Watson, there are many things in this world that we don't understand, and it's not accurate enough to simply describe them with the absurd."

Hearing what his old friend said, Dr. Watson couldn't help asking in amazement: "So, you believe what Miss Jane said!" Why did you send her away?"

"This Miss Jane is no ordinary client." Holmes leaned back in his chair again, and said briskly, "Even if she is not lying, and these incidents have indeed attracted my attention, I am afraid I cannot guarantee that Find a way for her to go home. If that's the case, why give her unrealistic hopes?" Although his tone was not heavy, his frowning eyebrows still revealed the regret in his heart.

Watson looked at Holmes, and finally confirmed that this was not a joke on the spur of the moment. He couldn't help but said loudly, "But, it's about time travel..."

"Come on, Watson." Holmes complained impatiently. "Before the invention of the steam locomotive, no one believed in the existence of such a thing." He shook his finger and said, "As I said, don't easily deny that we are not the existence of known things."

Watson frowned and said, "But you can't prove it exists, after all, it's too bizarre."

"Yes, so what are you waiting for?" Holmes suddenly jumped up from the sofa, and as he hurried towards the bedroom, he said loudly, waving his hands, "Even a futile investigation is better than idleness at home. What's more, I may not return in vain."

Within a few minutes, a sailor about 30 years old came out.I saw him holding an old peaked cap in his hand, and chewing a piece of tobacco in his mouth, pushing it to the left for a while, and sending it back to the right for a while.

Dr. Watson already knew his old friend's ability to disguise himself very well, so he was not surprised when he saw it.He calmly watched the sailor striding downstairs, and raised his hat hastily before leaving.

"You don't have to wait for me for dinner, sir." A rude voice sounded, and Watson saw a familiar playful smile in the sailor's eyes.

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