The drunkard who arrived is the biggest clue in this mysterious case. Now, we are looking for him, and there is no use arguing at this moment. I tell you, this is the fact. Let's go, doctor!

After he finished speaking, we went out together to look for the carriage waiting for us. Lance was still doubtful, but obviously felt uneasy.

As we were riding home in the carriage, my companion said venomously: "What a fool! He just let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

I felt like I was in a fog, so I asked: "Even if the drunkard described by the police is the same as the murderer you imagined, why did he go and come back? This is not like the behavior of a murderer.

Woolen cloth!"

"Gold ring, doctor, gold ring, that's what he came back for. If we have no other way to catch him, we can use the gold ring as bait and let him take the bait. I will definitely catch him, doctor - I dare to follow

You make a bet, the bet is 2 to 1. I will definitely be able to catch him. For all of this, I would like to thank you. If it were not for your instigation, I would not be involved in this case! Then, I will lose this rare and precious opportunity.

The best research opportunity, let's call it 'research in scarlet', okay? It doesn't hurt if we use some beautiful words. In ordinary life, murder is like a red thread running through it. Our responsibility is to

Reveal the truth, clean it up from the mediocrity of life, and completely. Now, let's go to dinner first, and then enjoy the music of Norman Neruda. Her fingering and bowing skills are wonderful.

Indescribable. She played that little piece by Chopin so well. Tra-la-la-lila-lila-come on..."

My companion Sherlock Holmes, the unofficial detective, leaned against the carriage and sang like a lark.
Chapter completed!