Chapter 266 Just a glass of water

September 9, Saturday morning, Backlund Cherwood District, No. 14 Minsk Street.

"…There is no progress on Ms. Hazel's sewer commission! Is there anything 'abnormal'? There is nothing abnormal at all!"

Peiman shrugged her head and said while spreading butter on her toast that the two of them had been wandering around in the sewer over there almost the entire day yesterday, but apart from some traces of digging somewhere, they found nothing else.

"Hmm... it's a bit strange indeed," Leonard took a sip of his coffee and said after thinking:

"Do you remember the artificially dug passage? I suspect that was done by Miss Hazel. She might be looking for the 'treasure in her dream'...

"And after thinking carefully, I remembered that the mud walls of the tunnel seemed to have traces of being 'burned'... Who would burn a tunnel that they dug?"

Peiman thought for a moment and said:

"To make the passage stronger? To fix the shape? So Miss Hazel thought there was treasure in the sewer, so she found some tools and secretly dug in the sewer? After digging two deep passages, she didn't find the treasure... so she asked us to go look for it? Is this a children's adventure game?
"Well, but we have to keep playing for the 10 pounds reward...we don't have the money to pay back the reward!" Peiman took two big bites of the buttered toast.

Leonard wanted to say something, but suddenly heard the doorbell ring. He quickly signaled Peiman to continue eating, and he got up and went to the entrance. After opening the door, he frowned immediately, because the police officer who had embarrassed the two people in "White Church" that day was standing outside the door! He immediately closed the door and said seriously:

"Excuse me, what's the matter? We don't have any 'illegal gun possession' at all!"

"No, no! This time I'm here to propose a commission. I'm sorry about what happened last time! Mr. Sherlock!" The police officer's attitude became much better because he guessed that the detective had a good relationship with a senior inspector!
"Commission?" Leonard was a little confused. Didn't they say that the Sivellas Field didn't need the help of detectives at all? A private commission?

"Yes, the second 'Whitechapel' victim was found yesterday... Anyway, I would like you to come and check the scene. It would be best if you could give me some useful advice... Oh, by the way, please apologize to Ms. Watson for me. I didn't think enough at the time. I should have asked a female police officer for help..."

"Hmm..." Leonard was a little confused by the policeman's attitude. How come he seemed like a different person after not seeing him for two days? Did the old man take action? Did he parasitize the other party?

[“…Am I sick?”]

"Officer, please come in! What happened that day is all in the past, it was all just a misunderstanding!" Peiman quietly touched the revolver at the back of her waist and almost pulled out the gun to commit murder again... Oh, I still have to control my emotions!

"No, no. If you two are willing to take a look at the body and get more clues, please come to Sivella Square at any time and say you are looking for Fisher Morgan. Well, that's me... I happen to be in charge of the place where the bodies are stored..." The police officer took off his hat and saluted, then turned and left.

Peiman and Leonard looked at each other, both of them were a little surprised. The former walked forward, closed the door, crossed his arms and thought about it. Then his eyes lit up and he came to the most likely conclusion:

"We've become famous? We've become real detectives?!"

……

"Sherlock, Watson..."

The gray-haired Great Detective Isengard Stanton easily confirmed the identity of the person who wrote the report letter. He is the new detective in Backlund...

The great detective did not choose to "report" them to Sivellas Field, but silently wrote down their names and said thoughtfully: "A detective with such a sharp intuition... maybe he is a Beyonder? I can try to contact him later..."

……

"Pfft! Sherlock, Watson?!!"

Klein spat out a mouthful of coffee onto the floor and looked at a small advertisement in the Backlund Post in disbelief:

"Detectives Sherlock Holmes and Watson offer attentive service and reasonable fees. Please come to 15 Minsk Street for commissions."

"This... Sherlock can still be explained, but with this last name and this assistant Watson!" Klein stood up and picked up the newspaper. According to his estimation, the other party should be Leonard and the time traveler Peiman! As expected, with the latter's personality, she would be sorry if she didn't make a big fuss! Alien cosplay!
Klein was about to go to the address immediately, but suddenly saw a coffee stain on the floor of the rented house...

This calmed him down. He first found a mop and cleaned the floor. Then he finished his breakfast as planned and went out to punch in for work at Daly's team.

Klein thought about it carefully. Neither of his two identities was suitable to appear in front of Leonard! Not to mention his original body, Nighthawk, "Red Hair"... The two seemed to have been deliberately let go by "Black Snake" Blue and left the Aurora Society on their own! "Red Hair"'s reappearance would only cause more trouble for the other party!

So... I can only create another identity and contact the two "famous detectives" as an ordinary client!
That evening, Klein transformed himself into a handsome middle-aged man with a unique temperament and came to the address registered in the newspaper. Soon after he rang the doorbell, the door was opened. I don’t know if it was because of preconceived notions, but Klein recognized the other person at a glance as Pei Man! Her face had not changed, but not much!
"Sherlock? Are you Detective Sherlock Holmes?" Klein used the Joker's ability to perfectly control his muscles and asked with a normal smile.

"Uh..." Peiman said with a smile on her face:

"You can just call me Watson. Of course, I may become Watson Holmes in the future. Please come in! Would you like coffee or tea?"

Klein couldn't help but freeze up. It was confirmed! This was definitely Peman! They didn't even bother to use Watson's last name, and directly assumed that Leonard was playing Holmes! I said Leonard couldn't escape in this life!
"Ms. Watson..."

Klein felt a little awkward after he shouted. He followed him into the house and said:

“Don’t bother, please give me a glass of water.

"Well, what about Mr. Sherlock? Am I here to make a commission, or is it better to just talk to you directly?"

Peiman really brought Klein a glass of water, then sat on the sofa opposite him and said:

"To be honest, Sherlock and I have been out all day for an important commission, and we are a bit disheveled. Sherlock is going to tidy up his appearance and will be right back!

"Hey, you know, serial murders have been so rampant recently, and we are also doing some work for the Sivellas...

"So you can fully trust our credibility and ability, please feel free to place an order!"

Klein picked up the glass of water from the pipe, hesitated for a moment, and then put it down. According to his observation, the economic conditions of these two people... don't seem to be as optimistic as Peiman said...

(End of this chapter)