Hero Growth Manual [Comprehensive British and American]

Naturally, we must follow up.

Mrs. Sammy has been silent for more than half a month because of her husband's disappearance. During this time, except for coming to Baker Street to seek help, she almost never left her family's manor.

It's just that she is the owner of the manor now, and she has absolute freedom. She can do whatever she wants, whether it's because she doesn't want to go out because of sadness, or if she wants to go out to relax, it's her freedom. One can tell what is wrong.

Watson didn't know why Sherlock made himself stare at her, but out of his natural trust in his partner, he never slacked off on this matter.

So when Mrs. Sammy, dressed in black and wearing a veiled cap, came out of the manor quietly through the side door of the manor, he found it instantly.

A beautiful wife who shed tears every day because of her husband's disappearance, shut the door all day, but sneaked out one day in a very low-key manner, how strange this scene is.

Watson's first reaction was to come, which may be why Sherlock kept him here.

Years of tacit understanding made him not have the slightest delay, and he quickly called Sherlock in the next second. Then, with the mobile phone still clamped around his neck, he rushed out with his hands on the steering wheel, and followed Mrs. Sammy every step of the way.

Unexpectedly, after Mrs. Sammy sneaked out, she didn't see anyone, but went straight to a cemetery.

Watson hid in the dark, silently observing where she came from, his heart skipped a beat.

When Sherlock arrived with Ayu, Watson was already standing in a hidden place waiting for them. Not far from him, Mrs. Sammy stood lightly with a cold expression, surrounded by several people.

From her point of view, she couldn't notice this side, and Watson carefully waved to Sherlock, beckoning them to come over.

In order to facilitate the journey, Ayu was brought over by Sherlock in his arms. Maybe he was too busy, so he didn't think to put her down for a while after arriving at the destination, but directly carried her to Watson's side.

"What's going on?" He looked up at Mrs. Sami who was standing quietly in the distance, frowned unobtrusively, brushed his fingers unconsciously over the soft hair of the little girl in his arms, and asked in a low voice.

Watson didn't stand in vain for a long time. During the time when Sherlock rushed over, he had found some information and was comparing it with his mobile phone.

After looking at it for a while, he stretched out his finger, pointed uncertainly at a lady next to Mrs. Sammy, and gently said to Sherlock: "That seems to be her sister, but I don't know why they are here. "

"Sister?" Sherlock slowly raised his eyebrows while listening, squinted his eyes for a while, and suddenly smiled, "Indeed, there is a brother, a sister, and a brother-in-law."

After listening to him quietly, Watson couldn't help touching his nose. During this period of time, he was not only paying attention to Mrs. Sammy's movements, but also secretly investigating her information. He didn't expect Sherlock to take a look now.

So angry _(:з」∠)_

However, at the same time, he was a little curious. Although he understood that Sherlock could often see through people at a glance, but now that he was so far away, he could also see the relationship between people clearly?

Thinking of this, Watson blinked, turned his head to look at the unpredictable Sherlock beside him, and asked casually.

Sherlock paused for a moment when he heard the words, and showed an expression that was indescribable and seemingly speechless for a moment.

Ayu lay on his shoulders, Sherlock didn't intend to put her down, so she hugged his neck so that both of them could be more stable, when she heard Watson's words, she also turned her head curiously look.

Well, the world of smart people is always very curious_(:з」∠)_

Mr. Detective's light gray pupils are always very light but very clear, which makes people feel that all their secrets are invisible when they meet his eyes.

He noticed the two people secretly looking at him, paused, then slowly shifted their eyes to Watson, then quickly moved away, finally pursed their lips, and said lightly: "Of course."

Watson wanted to ask again, can he really see clearly?After all, in order not to be discovered, the distance between them is really far away, but before this question can be uttered, Sherlock has already answered his doubt lightly.

"Before I came, I read all her information."

Wow, then you are awesome.Dr. Watson didn't expect the answer to be like this. He couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, showing an awkward but polite smile, then quickly threw the phone into his pocket and remained silent.

Ayu couldn't help but open his eyes wide, bit his fingers lightly, and suddenly remembered that Sherlock had indeed received a message when he just went out.

At that time, Mr. Detective just glanced at it quickly and put it away, as if he didn't care much about it. Ayu also looked at it by the way, and only vaguely remembered that Mrs. Sammy's name was mentioned in it.

It must be that, he glanced at it casually, and then remembered it all.

Ayu hugged his neck in admiration and shock.

Sherlock only felt a slight tightening of the arms around his neck, and vaguely felt the tension of the little cub on his shoulders. Although he was a little strange, he still patted her on the back soothingly.

When he saw the face of the little girl, he paused in this comforting mood.

The little girl had doubts about her IQ, and then she was in a trance and didn't believe in the appearance of the world. For a moment, he almost thought he saw Watson.

Watson: Can't you just let me go? ? ?

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Mrs. Sammy stood quietly in the cemetery, accompanied by her brother and sister.

The reason why she traveled so low-key was because she had something special to do today, and it had nothing to do with the messy matter of her husband's disappearance, it was just her private matter.

Her sister's son, her nephew whom she almost loved since childhood, passed away unexpectedly a month ago.

This news was a big blow to her family. In this small-populated family, her brother had a daughter, her sister had two sons, and she had no children.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Sami's complexion turned pale. Losing the big boy who always smiled brightly at others was a bolt from the blue for everyone.

She lowered her head in a trance, facing the photo of the bright smile on the tombstone, looking at it, her eyes suddenly widened, as if she was frightened, and there was a rapid and brief cry in her throat.

Her sister, who was crying uncontrollably, heard her voice, looked up at her quickly and cautiously, and then fell back into great grief.

Mrs. Sami pursed her lips palely, then she suddenly clenched the exquisite bag in her hand, and finally looked back at the tombstone engraved with love and hate behind her, and walked out.

The entrance of the cemetery is full of towering trees, and when the trees grow, it becomes a shallow shade.

Mrs. Sammy walked to the door and unexpectedly met the detective team who had only been to her home not long ago.

It seemed like a coincidence, and this was not a pleasant place, Mrs. Sammy nodded slightly, and then planned to leave.

Then the very famous detective in London stopped her. It was clearly a coincidence, but he seemed to be very surprised and pleasantly surprised. He stopped and held her for a while.

He thought it was a coincidence that they met here, and said that he came here to meet a friend, and asked Mrs. Sammy enthusiastically why she came here.

Mrs. Sammy's smile was already a bit forced, she smiled stiffly, and after a while she said that she came to see her nephew.

After hearing this, Sherlock nodded understandingly. There were many things in his eyes, but they were extremely clear. Then he smiled slightly at Mrs. Sammy.

Not at all like the usual indifferent him, Mrs. Sami quickly felt a little doubt and vigilance, she didn't really want to stay here, so she said goodbye quickly and left in a hurry.

After she left, Sherlock narrowed his eyes to watch the direction she left, and his eyes became dark almost instantly.

A Yu also heard what she said just now, he didn't know what to think, his eyes widened slightly, and then he accidentally tightened Sherlock's neck.

Sherlock patted her on the back, frowning tightly, before he even had time to explain, he hugged her and prepared to leave.

Watson looked at them in confusion, Sherlock's footsteps were getting faster and faster, he had to concentrate on catching up, a little confused: "What's the matter, what happened?"

Sherlock's footsteps paused slightly, this time he didn't need to say more, Ayu had already supported his shoulders and looked in Watson's direction.

The little girl's eyes were very bright, as if they were inlaid with tiny stars, clear and bright, but the words she spoke were not understood very well. She touched her ears as if she didn't understand.

"Did you hear what Mrs. Sammy said just now?" she asked softly.

Watson nodded heavily as he followed them.

"She said she came to see her beloved nephew." Ayu bit her lip and said in a low voice, "But I always felt that she was not too sad just now, not that she was not sad, but she just seemed a little relieved."

"And her brothers and sisters, logically speaking, they should love their children very much, but although they seem to cry very sadly, I don't think that's the case."

"They don't seem upset."

After a period of contact, Watson roughly understood that the little girl was very sensitive in some aspects, but when he heard these words, he was subconsciously stunned, and said dryly: "This... maybe... maybe..."

Maybe there was a crazy idea in his heart, maybe he couldn't come out for a long time, he stuttered.

Sherlock didn't think much about people's ability to accept. Seeing the doctor's frightened look, he raised his brows and added, "I forgot to tell you, Mrs. Sammy cheated."

"The person who cheated on him was the vice president of their company, the one we saw at the door last time."

"Also..." He had a half-smile, but the corners of his lips were curved coldly, "Mr. Sammy's most beloved collection has fingerprints of three people."

"You mean..." Watson stuttered in surprise, he followed all the way, and could barely speak, "You mean Mr. Sammy's disappearance is related to his wife?"

"But a living person... can't just disappear for no reason..." At this point, Watson stopped talking abruptly. What did he think of, and this crazy guess made him very shocked.

Sherlock snorted softly: "The one inside is not necessarily who is lying there."

The author has something to say:

Ayu: Difficult brothers and sisters walk together, we are all good friends QAQ

Watson: o78k.

Sherlock:? ? ?