I briefly browsed through a series of independent memoirs, hoping to use them to illustrate some of the characteristics of my friend's intelligence, but found it difficult to select the examples I needed. Therefore, in the process of solving these cases,

Although Holmes used his wonderful analytical reasoning methods to his fullest extent and confirmed the importance of his unique and charming investigation methods, however, the cases themselves were often trivial or even very ordinary.

I feel that there is really no need to introduce it to the readers. But on the other hand, this kind of situation often happens. He participated in the detection of some unique dramatic and bizarre cases, but the role he played in the detection process was not satisfactory.

It is my wish to write a successor to him. I have previously written about a small case of "Exploring the Secret of the Letter in Scarlet", and later a case about the crash of the sailboat "Gloria Scott". These are all

Cases that will forever amaze historians are like cases of rocks and whirlpools. The case I am going to record now, although my friend Sherlock Holmes did not play a very important role in solving the case, the whole case is amazing. I think

It would be a pity if you omit it and don't remember it.

It was an unusually hot and rainy day in July. Our curtains were half drawn, and Holmes was curled up on the sofa, reading over and over a letter he had received in the morning. Because I had served in India.

Military service has made me intolerant of cold but heat, so the thermometer is close to 90 degrees Fahrenheit, and I don't feel uncomfortable at all. But today's newspaper is really not interesting at all. Parliament has been adjourned and people have to evacuate.

City. I longed to travel to open spaces in lush forests or to the pebbled beaches of the South China Sea. But due to my limited savings, I had to postpone my vacation. For my friend Holmes, whether it was in the countryside or on the seaside,

, can't arouse his interest. He likes to hang out in cities with a population of 5 million. He is especially enthusiastic about any small rumors or suspicions about unsolved cases that occur in the middle. However, he has no special interest in appreciating nature.

, Holmes' only change of taste was to visit his brother in the countryside.

The Holmes in front of me was too focused to talk, so I threw the boring newspaper aside, leaned back on my chair and fell into thinking, but my thoughts were interrupted by Holmes who suddenly spoke.

"Watson, you have a very good idea," said Holmes. "It seems absurd to adopt this method of resolving disputes."

"It's so ridiculous!" I said loudly, but I suddenly realized how my friend could sense what I was thinking. I sat upright and looked at him in bewilderment and wonder.

"My friend, what is going on?" I cried. "This is beyond my expectation."

Holmes burst out laughing when he saw my confused look.

"You remember not long ago," said he, "I read to you a passage from Edgar Allan Poe, in which he said that a careful reasoner could detect the thoughts of his companions.

Thoughts, you felt that this matter was just a clever fiction by the author. When I said at that time that in fact I also had the habit of doing this, you showed doubts. "

"I didn't say that!"

"My dear Watson, you may not have expressed it in words, but you have already revealed it in your brows. Therefore, when I see you drop the newspaper and fall into thinking, I am very happy that you have the opportunity to explore your thoughts.

Finally, I interrupted your thoughts to prove that I guessed your idea."

But his explanation still didn't satisfy me.

"In the story you read to me," I said, "the reasoner came to the conclusion by observing the man's actions. If I remember correctly, a pile of rocks tripped the man, and he looked up.

Looking at the stars in the sky, there are some other actions. But I am sitting on the chair without moving at all, what clues can you find?"

"Your judgment about yourself is incorrect. Human facial features are direct tools for emotional expression, and your facial features are loyal servants to perform this duty."

"You mean, you can see my series of thoughts from my face?"

"Yes, judging from your face, especially your eyes. You may not be able to remember how you fell into deep thought?"

"Yes, I really can't remember."

"Then let me tell you. You dropped the newspaper, and this action caught my attention at the time. Then, you sat there in a daze for half a minute. Then, your eyes stared at the newly framed photo of you.

When you look at the portrait of the general, I can tell from the change in your facial expression that you have begun to think about something, but what you are thinking is not far away. Later, the unframed portrait of Henry Ward Beecher on your bookshelf

The portrait comes into view again. Then, you look up at the wall again. Of course, your meaning is obvious. You are thinking that if you also put a frame on this portrait, it can be hung in this empty space.

On the wall, it hangs side by side with the Gordon portrait."

"Ah, you are really following my thoughts!" I exclaimed.

"I've almost never made a mistake so far! Then, your thoughts returned to Beecher. You looked at his portrait attentively, as if you were exploring his character from his appearance. Then you relaxed your brows

, but you are still looking at it, a state of contemplation appeared on your face. Obviously you are recalling what Beecher experienced. Regarding Beecher's mission on behalf of the North during the Civil War, I am sure you will think of it at this time.

As I had not forgotten that you had expressed a strange indignation at his treatment, and the impression it had made on you was so deep and strong, I knew you would not be able to ignore it once you thought of Beecher. After a few minutes,

I noticed that you looked away from the portrait, and I thought your thoughts began to turn to the civil war. When I saw that your lips were tightly closed, your eyes were focused, and your hands were clenched into fists, I believed that you were caught in a fight between the two sides.

In the fierce battle of desperate struggle, I was infected by the heroic spirit they showed. But then your face gradually darkened again, and you couldn't help but shook your head. I saw that you were imagining the tragedy and horror of the war at this time.

and the innocent people who died and were injured. One of your hands slowly moved to your old scar, and a smile appeared on your lips. I could tell that you were thinking that it was really ridiculous to adopt such a solution to international problems.

.On this point, I agree with you. This is indeed ridiculous. I am happy to know that there is no error in my set of inferences."

"Exactly!" I said, "You have explained it clearly now, but my level of surprise is no less than before."

"Ha, dear Watson, this is very superficial. I assure you that if you hadn't expressed some doubts that day, I would not have interrupted your thoughts. The breeze is so comfortable tonight. Let's go to London together.

What do you think of taking a stroll on the street?"

I was tired of the small living room, so I happily agreed. We had about three hours to wander Fleet Street and the riverside, watching the ever-changing scenes of life like the tides. Holmes alone

The unique discussion, keen observation of details and wonderful reasoning ability all made people fascinated and full of fun. We did not return to Baker Street until 10 o'clock. But in front of our apartment, there was a four-wheel drive waiting for us.

Wheel bridge carriage.

"Oh! I see, this carriage belongs to a doctor, and he is an ordinary doctor." Holmes said, "It has not been long since he opened his business, but his business is still booming. I think he came to us to discuss things. We

Just in time to come back!”

I am familiar with Holmes's investigative techniques, and it is easier to understand his reasoning. There is a wicker basket hanging under the car's interior light, which contains various medical tools. I know that Holmes's quick judgment is based on the types and conditions of these medical tools.

. Judging from the light in our window upstairs, this night visitor was indeed here to see us. I couldn't help but wonder: "What happened to this colleague that made him come to visit us at such a moment?"

I followed Holmes into the apartment.

There was a man sitting on the chair by the fireplace. He was pale and haggard, with a pointed and thin face and a khaki beard. He noticed that we came in from the outside and stood up from the chair in a hurry. He was about three years old.

He is thirteen or fourteen years old, but his poor complexion and haggard appearance show that his energy is being exhausted by life, which has taken away his youthful atmosphere in advance. He behaves shyly, as if he is an extremely sensitive person.

A gentleman, but when he stood up, the slender and white hand on the mantelpiece looked more like an artist's hand than a surgeon's. His clothes were simple and dim -

Wearing a black dress coat, a dull-colored tie, and a pair of dark trousers.

"Good evening, doctor!" Holmes said cheerfully, "I understand that you have just waited a few minutes, and I am very glad."

"Have you spoken to my coachman?"

"No, it was the candle on the table next to me that told me. Please sit down. You're welcome. Do you have anything to do with me?"

"My name is Percy Trevelyan, and I am a doctor." The visitor introduced himself, "I live at 403 Brook Street."

"Are you the author of "Unexplained Nerve Injury"?" I asked in a friendly manner.

When he heard that I knew his works, he was very excited, and his pale cheeks actually turned a light blush.

"I rarely hear people talk about this book. The publisher told me that the sales of this book were not very good. I thought no one knew about it!" The visitor said, "I thought you were also a doctor?

"

"Yes, I am a retired military surgeon."

"I am very interested in neurology, and I would like to study it specially, but it is natural for a man to do the work he can start. Oh, this is a digression. Mr. Sherlock Holmes,

I know your time is very valuable, so I'll get straight to the point. Recently, a series of particularly weird things happened in my apartment on Brook Street. As of tonight, these things have reached an extremely serious point. I think it must not be allowed.

If I delay any longer, I must come and ask for your help immediately."

My friend Sherlock Holmes sat down in a nearby chair and lit his pipe.

"I welcome help," said Holmes. "Please tell me in detail about the things that make you feel strange."

"There are one or two points here that are not worth mentioning," Trevelyan said. I feel ashamed when I mention these. But this matter is extremely strange, and it has become more and more complicated in recent days. I

I have to put everything in front of you to facilitate your detection.

First of all, I have to say something about my university life. I was a student at the University of London, and I think if I tell you, I was considered by my professors to be a promising student.

, you don’t think I’m bragging! After graduation, I worked at the Royal University Hospital, holding a not very important position, and continued to devote myself to my research work. I was lucky, and my knowledge of the pathology of cataleptic syncope

The research attracted great interest from people. I wrote a monograph on nerve damage, which your friend just mentioned, and won the Bruce Pinkerton Prize and Medal. I will tell you truthfully that at that time everyone thought that I

The future is unlimited.

However, the biggest obstacle before me was the lack of funds. You should understand that if any expert wants to be famous, he must operate on one of the 12 streets in Cavendish Square.

He needs to have ample funds to pay for the huge rent and equipment costs. In addition to this start-up fee, he must also prepare enough savings to sustain his living expenses for several years, and he also needs to rent a decent carriage and horse.

It is indeed beyond my ability to achieve this. I can only live frugally and hope to save up in 10 years, and then start practicing medicine. However, something unexpected happened and opened up a way for me.

A new situation.

This was the visit of a gentleman, his name was Plessington. Plessington and I were strangers to each other. One morning, he suddenly walked into my room and stated the purpose of his visit in a straightforward manner.

'Are you the newly awarded Sir Percy Trevelyan, who has achieved outstanding results?' he said.

I nodded to him.

'I hope to get your frank answer to my question.' He continued, 'You will find that doing so will be very beneficial to you because you are talented and will become an accomplished and outstanding person. Do you know that?'

I couldn't help laughing when I heard such an abrupt question.

'I'm sure I'll do my best,' I said.

'Do you have any bad habits? Like drinking?'

No, sir! I said loudly and confidently.

'That's great! That's great! But I have to ask, why don't you start your own practice if you're so talented?'
To be continued...