48 Hours a Day

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Sherlock Holmes described the case from beginning to end in as simple a language as possible. Of course, the succinct words are far from the complex emotions involved in the real event, whether it is Father Jacob and Jack the Ripper, or The relationship between Jack the Ripper and the victimized prostitutes is probably more complicated than the world can tell.

It is a pity that with the priest Jacob’s knife, it is difficult to have accurate answers to these questions.

But no matter what, this case is considered to be the end of Perfection.

Compared with a series of headless cases in real time and space seven years later, it is already the best result.

Sherlock Holmes stretched out to Zhang Heng, “This bet is that you won. Although the process is a bit risky, it is undeniable that you did find the murderer one step ahead of me. Now, you can enforce the privilege of the winner. , Began to choose the opera to watch at night. “

“Really,” Zhang Heng asked, “but why do I always feel like you didn’t do your best at this time, where did you deliberately let me?”

“Who knows, you seem to have any unexplainable reason why you have to win me once.” Holmes laughed, “But this time I am indeed very serious, after all, it is my interest to solve the case, just like food. People see a roasted turkey in front of you, it ’s hard not to move the fork. “

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270 days seems to be a long time, but for Zhang Heng surrounded by this everyday all absorbing and learning new knowledge, it seems to be just a blink of an eye. After the serial murder in the White Church District, he and Holmes experienced another ten together. Several large and small cases.

There are some bizarre twists and turns. If written, he might replace Conan Doyle and become the greatest detective novelist in the Victorian era. In the later period, Zhang Heng himself started to handle the case independently. His criminal investigation skills have reached lv2. Follow closely from behind is makeup. In addition, he also asked Irene Adler for some performance knowledge. But art appreciation is still maintained at lv0.

Apart from this, he has never been able to find the shadow of the props in this copy.

Until the last day, Zhang Heng and Holmes met to see the equestrian performance, and then the two hang out along the Thames, from the contemporary violin artist to the 2th century Nassau pirates.

Sherlock Holmes marveled at Zhang Heng’s knowledge of Nassau, and then the two went into a tavern by the road.

It is not far from the pier, so there are many sailors drinking and playing cards here, which seems very lively.

Sherlock Holmes relapsed, pointing to a man with an 8-character Hu on a table on the left hand side, “Scots, with many brothers, graduated from the University of Edinburgh, worked as a boat doctor, went to West Africa, hobby writing, crossword play It ’s not bad. “

“Oh, we don’t need to compare this time. I’ll ask you directly.” Zhang Heng still has a dozen pounds on his body. It is estimated that it will be difficult to spend before he leaves. Naturally, I don’t mind asking Holmes again.

“That wouldn’t be better.” The latter said to the pub Boss, “First get 2 beer.”

Just when two people found their seats and sat down to wait for a beer, the 2-character Hu Nan who played a crossword at another table came across the newspaper, opened the mouth and said, “Mr. Sherlock Holmes and his Oriental roommate Mr. Zhang Heng, didn’t expect will meet you here. “

“Your Excellency knows us?” Holmes raised his eyebrows.

“Of course, two of them are the most famous big detectives in London right now,” 2-word Hu laughed. “Can I sit here?”

“Please, it’s more interesting for multiple people to drink,” said Holmes, “haven’t asked your name?”

“Dower, Arthur Conan Doyle.” The coming person extended the hand and said enthusiastically.

Sherlock Holmes was a little surprised and turned his head to Zhang Heng after shaking his hand. “Is he the friend you mentioned before?”

As a result, he saw Zhang Heng’s expression on his face was even more surprised than when he heard the name.

“Don’t be surprised, we actually met for the first time.” Conan Doyle explained. “Before, we were all connected by words.”

“Text connection, do you mean letters?” Holmes frowns saying.

“Almost.” Conan Doyle said, paused. He went on, “When I came, I heard that there was an interesting case over the Central Garden. A lady fell to the ground. When she woke up, she found herself. Wallets and other jewelry are there, but the earrings are gone, why do n’t you take a look? “

“Sounds interesting. After a long absence, I finally have something to do.” Holmes heard this, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes. He seemed to have forgotten Zhang Heng on the other side, picked up his cane, got up and walked out of the tavern .

Then Boss brought up 2 beer, and Conan Doyle picked up one of the glasses and sighed, “Thank goodness that guy has finally gone, otherwise I can’t guarantee that he will watch with his perverted observation. What’s coming … In other words, did you know that I created Holmes for the prototype based on a teacher, Joseph Bell, whom I met when I was in college? The way he teaches and consults is the kind that just takes a look at you. Being able to tell where you came from and what your occupation was had a great impact on me at that time. I have been thinking that if he is a detective, he will definitely turn this line into a precise science .

“Of course, Ellen Poe and Emile Gaborio also gave me a lot of inspiration. The big detective Dubin in Poe’s pen has always been a hero of my childhood. Gaborio also closely linked with one another. It inspired me a lot. The writer’s line is like this. A generation of silhouettes resounds a generation. It’s like passing on fire. If you read the works of modern people, you can always find the context of past people. “

Conan Doyle took a sip of beer while talking, and said to Zhang Heng, “You should also give it a try, and your copy of this round will be over in a few hours. I want to go back to the end of the 19th century. It ’s not easy to drink a sip of beer in London. “

“Who is your Excellency?” Zhang Heng finally opened the mouth and said at this time.

“Who am I?” Conan Doyle smiled a little, “I am those names you are familiar with, I am William Shakespeare, Alexander Dumas, Arthur Conan Doyle, Neil Gaiman and George Raymond Richard Martin. “

“God of novel?” Zhang Heng eyebrows raised and took a sip of beer from the glass.

“It’s not bad to understand this.” Conan Doyle snapped his fingers.

Zhang Heng thought of the ancient Celtic god he had encountered in the copy of Black Sail, the mysterious person who claimed to be Einstein at the Apollo project training camp, and the god of novels in front of him. What did he realize from it? , Frowns saying, “So are there gods related to each person behind each copy?”

“You have a keen insight, just like your roommate Holmes.” Conan Doyle appreciated. “As you can see, all copies are two-way. You get game props, points, and skills from them. We can also use this to observe you and find suitable agents. You have [infinite building blocks] on you, so it should also be well understood. For us, it is not that the stronger the player, the better, but also consider the relative Question, this is a very complicated matter, you have to weigh all aspects, and finally make the most beneficial choice for yourself, and at the same time recruiting agents must obtain the consent of the recruited person. “

“Do you want to recruit me as your agent?”

“Well, in theory, it’s really only when I want to recruit who is the agent that I will show up in front of him before the copy ends, but you are an exception,” Conan Doyle pointed to Zhang Heng right hand Wrist Watch, “You have chosen your camp, haven’t you?”

“Then why do you still show up in front of me?” Zhang Heng asked, quietly reaching into his pocket and holding the knife there.

“Don’t be nervous, I’m not malicious to you,” Conan Doyle shrugged. “On the contrary, there are still a lot of connections between me and you.”

“origin?”

“I have noticed that you are exploring your own life recently,” Conan Doyle drank the beer in the glass in one breath, then huffed a satisfying hiccup, and stood up, “Thank you when you find the answer We met this time today. “

“Wait, do you know my life experience?”

Conan Doyle did not continue on this topic, but only showed a meaningful smile, “We will meet again, just like the protagonist in all stories will have to make the final choice, by then You have to make your own choice. “

After he put down the empty wine glass in his hand, Zhang Heng wanted to catch up, but found that his body could not move, and he only watched the other person shake out of the tavern, and his eyes finally fell to that part. There was a small bump in the middle of the dropped newspaper.

Zhang Heng opened the newspaper. Below is the pen that Conan Doyle used to play the crossword.