Sherlock Holmes Complete Works 1

Chapter 35 Four Signatures 13
I slept through it until late in the afternoon and didn't wake up.Due to the sound sleep, the fatigue has completely disappeared.Sherlock Holmes still sat there.He had put his violin aside and was buried in a book.Seeing me wake up, he put down his book and looked at me.I noticed that his face was gloomy and unhappy.

"You slept soundly. I was afraid our conversation might wake you up."

"I heard nothing. Talking to someone? Anything new?"

"Unfortunately, not yet. I'm surprised and disappointed. By now there should be further news. Wiggins has just come to report that there is no trace of the steamboat. It's an anxious wait." .Because time is of the essence and every minute counts.”

"Is there anything I can do to help? Now that I'm fully recovered physically and mentally, I won't have any problem going out for another night of running."

"No, we can't go anywhere now. We can only wait. If we go out now, we will miss the news if we are not there. You can do whatever you want, anyway, I must stay here."

"Then I'll go to Camberwell and call on Mrs Cecil Brister, who had an appointment with me yesterday."

With a twinkle in Holmes' eyes, he said: "Just to visit Mrs. Cecil?"

"And Miss Morstan, of course. They're anxious to hear how the case is going."

"Don't reveal too much to them. You can't completely trust women. Even the best women."

I didn't contradict his absurdity, but said, "I'll be back in an hour or two."

"Okay, I wish you a good journey. Wait a minute, take Toby with you by the way, and return it to its original owner. For the time being, we may not need to use it anymore."

As Holmes ordered, I returned Toby to the owner, and paid Sherman half a pound.Arrived in Cambril, met Miss Morstan and Mrs Brister.I noticed that Miss Morstan was still a little weary from the lingering traces of her adventure, but nonetheless very anxious for further news.Mrs Brister was very curious about it, too, and was anxious to know all about it.I gave them a general description of the case, but deleted the horrific and horrific content. When talking about Mr. Sholto's murder, I omitted the terrible scene and the bluffing weapon.Even so, they still feel too stimulated.

Mrs Brister said: "It's not a plot in life, it's a plot in a novel. A wronged girl, £50 in jewellery, cannibalistic bastards and, yes, a criminal with a wooden leg . Ordinary novels are quite different from this.”

Miss Morstan looked at me happily and said, "You still forgot the two righteous men who drew their swords to help."

"Mei Li, once this case is successfully solved, you will have at least 25 pounds, but why are you not enthusiastic about it at all? It is so fascinating to imagine that you will suddenly become the world's richest man."

She shook her head, seemingly unenthusiastic about it.Seeing her indifferent reaction to the treasure, I felt a little comfort in my heart.

She said: "I think Thaddeus? Mr. Sholto's safety is the most worthy of concern, and nothing else matters. Mr. Sholto is so kind and upright. We have the responsibility to help him clear his grievances."

It was very late when I got back to the lodgings, and my partner's books and pipe were in the chair where he had been sitting, but he was nowhere to be seen.I looked around for a note, but I couldn't find a word.

"Is Mr. Sherlock Holmes out?" I asked, when Mrs. Hudson came in to put the curtains.

"No, sir. He's gone to his own room," she whispered, in a low voice. "You know, sir, I think he must be ill!"

"Mrs. Hudson, how did you know he was ill?"

"Since you left, sir, I thought he behaved a little strangely. He kept pacing up and down the room, and I was tired of hearing his footsteps. Then I heard him talking to himself. Every time the doorbell rang , he would come to the stairs and ask: 'Mrs. Hudson, who is it?' Now, he shut himself in the room again. But, I heard him walking up and down in the room again. I hope he's not ill. I took the liberty of telling him to take some cold medicine just now. But, sir, he turned and stared at me in such a way that I ran out of the room in a daze."

I persuaded: "Mrs. Hudson, you don't need to make a fuss about it. I'm used to seeing him like that before. He has something on his mind and is restless."

I spoke lightheartedly to our venerable landlady, but when I heard his monotonous pacing up and down from time to time throughout the long night, I was as uneasy as the landlady.I know that he is eager to take action, but he hasn't seen the news for a long time, but he can't draw a sword, which makes him extremely anxious.

At breakfast the next day, I saw that his face was haggard and his cheeks were slightly flushed, so I said, "Dude, don't be hard on yourself. I can hear you pacing back and forth in the night."

"Yeah, I can't sleep. This damn problem bothers me. I don't want to be held up by this little obstacle when all the big problems are solved! We know who the bandits are now, and the ship's Name, appearance, and everything else, but I can't find the whereabouts of the ship. I mobilized other forces and used all my methods. I have searched all along the river and bank, and there is no news of the ship, Smith There is no news of her husband from the wife. I even wonder if they have sunk the boat, but I think it is unlikely."

"Or Mrs. Smith is fooling us."

"No, we can rest easy on that point. Of course we can't just listen to that woman. I've checked and there is such a steamboat."

"Will the boat go upstream?"

"I have also estimated the possibility. I have sent a group of people to search upstream to Ridgemod. If there is no news today, I will go out by myself tomorrow, only looking for bandits and not boats. But , I always believe that we will definitely get news of it."

A day goes by and we don't get any results.Neither Wiggins nor the rest of the search team came back with a single word.Almost all the newspapers carried reports of the tragedy at Upper Ruowood.It seems that those journalists have a crush on the unfortunate Thaddeus?Sholto was very resentful.Except that the official autopsy will be the next day, the newspapers have no update on this.In the evening I was again in Camberwell, and reported to the two ladies that the Dawn had not yet been found.When I returned, Holmes was still depressed and woebegone, and he did not even bother to answer my questions.He was busy with his chemistry experiments all night.The general stench produced by the distillation and heating of chemicals forced me to leave the room.It was almost dawn, and I could still hear the sound of test tubes colliding, indicating that he was still continuing this foul-smelling experiment.

When I awoke early the next morning, I was amazed to find him standing by my bed, dressed for going out, in a rough sailor suit, a short coat, and a red woolen fleece around his neck. scarf.

He said: "Watson, after much deliberation, I must go down the river myself. At any rate, it is worth a try."

I said, "Then how about I go with you?"

"No, you'll do a lot more good by staying home than with me. I can't help it. Though Wiggins was upset when he came last night, I think there will probably be news today. All letters and telegrams , you can dismantle it, and if there is any situation, you can act according to your own ideas. Is that okay?"

"of course can."

"That's good. You don't need to send me a telegram. I can't tell you exactly where to go. If everything goes well, I will be back soon and bring back the main situation."

By breakfast time, he hadn't come back.I opened the "Standard" at random, and there was another new development on the case in it:

With regard to the Shang Ruowood case, there are new changes.Further investigation and research showed that the case was not as simple as initially expected.Another new evidence for Thaddeus?Mr Scholto was not suspected of murder and was released last night.Mrs. Burnston, the housekeeper, was released at the same time.The police station has new clues to capture the real culprit.The case is now in charge of Mr. Ethelney Jones of Scotland Yard and is expected to be solved within days.

Finally, Mr. Sholto's grievances have been washed away, which is quite satisfactory.What are the so-called new clues?It's just another old way of covering up their excuses.

When I threw the newspaper back on the table, I accidentally saw another missing person notice.The content is:

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