The day Bruce passed by and Shilu seemed to be much more mature.

He no longer acted too much with his parents, but began to study harder. More importantly, he became very interested in being a detective.

According to him, this way, it can easily understand what others have experienced, and it can be easier to find out the truth, which can help other things.

The curiosity that comes with learning is raised, and now he always asks a question.

"Sherlock, can you tell anything?" Bruce sat at the dining table, holding up a fork, and pointing to the man who had just returned.

"Mr. Bruce, what can you tell?" Shi Lu reluctantly put down the chicken sandwich that was about to take a bite, glanced at Thomas, and asked at him.

"Dad stayed in a high-end hotel yesterday."

"What else?"

"Well... Dad changed into a shaving cream."

"Yes, yes, but I also saw that the hotel window was on the left. Mr. Bruce was obviously shaving through the sunlight, and the beard on his right face was not as clean as the left one, which means that the light on the left was better, and obviously would not be like this when the light was turned on. Therefore, I speculated that in order to come home soon, he got up early and did these things in a hurry."

"Okay...I remember." Bruce suddenly realized, took out a small notebook from his pocket, and wrote down what Shi Lu said seriously.

"..." Thomas Wayne was about to give his son a bear hug.

Seeing her husband staying at the door, Martha laughed out loud, "Come in and sit down, my dear, have breakfast first."

Thomas Wayne pulled away the chair and sat down, hesitated for a moment, and spoke tentatively, "Bruce, have you learned a little too much lately? I mean... you might as well take a break?"

"I don't feel tired." The little boy proudly raised his chest. "I have improved a lot, and Sherlock said I'm great."

Seeing that he was being watched by Thomas, Shi Lu had to speak out, "That's right, but proper relaxation is also necessary."

"Yes, yes." Thomas nodded, "Don't study this afternoon. Martha and I will deal with other things. In the evening, we can set aside time and go to the movie with Sherlock."

"Movie?"

Shi Lu pretended to be interested, even though he had not been miserably sent to the 19th century and had no idea how many he had seen.

"When I was in London, I heard that it was very popular in the United States to show some of this kind of stuff, but I never saw it."

Upon hearing this, Bruce was immediately distracted. His idol had never seen a movie. How could this work!

"Okay, let's go see it together." He put down his milk cup, went upstairs to take out the theater's screening table this week, and then ran down again and showed it to Shi Lu.

"Look! Sherlock! Which one do you like?" Bruce checked out some famous directors' works for Shi Lu to show, "Do you like horror movies?"

"Or this adventure movie?"

"This detective is also good! But it's not as good as Holmes!"

Looking at Bruce's "attentive" look, Thomas seemed to feel that Affor secretly added lemon juice to the meal.

Is it a little sour?

"You know, children always worship idols more." Martha saw that her husband was jealous, so she comforted him, "This is not a bad thing. Sherlock is a very good person. He is very good at educating people."

"Yes, I'm not worried about this."

Thomas knew Shi Lu really helped a lot.

"I just feel a little guilty...I don't have time to spend more time with him." He sighed, "and I really began to believe that he is Holmes. The newly researched instrument found that there were indeed some time and space fluctuations there, but it was incredible. Do you think I want to see a doctor?"

Thomas, who was about to listen to his wife's reply, hadn't heard the sound for a long time. He couldn't help but turn his head in confusion, but saw Martha's surprised expression.

"What? Haven't you believed it yet?"

Have you believed it long ago?

The couple looked at each other in surprise.

———

Shi Lu took a mirror, fixed it on the table, then took out a bag of sheep's blood and smashed it hard with a hammer.

"Sherlock...what are you doing???"

Bruce pushed open the door and saw a scene that was particularly cruel to him.

Shi Lu's face and the floor were stained with blood.

"I'm studying the splashing conditions of blood and fluid, what will happen to a smooth surface like a mirror." Shi Lu signaled him to see his achievements, "Look, through this, you can understand the murderer's standing position and the specific situation of the murder weapon."

"Emm..." The boy stood on tiptoe and looked over, his hands swaying on the edge of the table, "It seems very useful to say this."

"I don't recommend you to study these, because it's useless to understand only one or two. I've done hundreds of investigations, not to mention that there are many new materials here."

"You can experiment slowly when you grow up."

"All right."

"And that's right, are you going to invite me to plant the maple tree that Affor just bought?"

"That's right!" Bruce was already very accustomed to the unjust prophet, "We plan to plant it next to the lake so that we can enjoy the cool air in summer."

The two of them quickly traveled through the garden and came to the lake.

Bruce went to get two shovels, handed them to Shi Lu, and then digged the first shovel excitedly.

Shi Lu suddenly thought of Watson. According to his personality, he found that he had fallen into a pit that suddenly appeared, and he would probably stay there and dig for a long time.

After all, this is too incredible for a nineteenth century person.

Suddenly he felt Bruce hugging him.

"What's wrong?"

The boy's blue eyes were filled with fear.

Shi Lu turned his head and looked.

A familiar black hole appeared behind him.

“…”

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"Sherlock!!!"

Another familiar scene happened, but this time Shi Lu saw the last time that Bruce was trying to grab his hand.

———

"I'm out."

"Are you going there again?"

"Of course, I'm going to be the first person to punch him."

Watson said goodbye to his wife Mary, took the train to conduct a weekly event.

It was already autumn, and the weather in Britain was always wet, and it started raining today since morning, and Watson walked on the muddy road in the countryside with an umbrella.

He was going to see the pit that was dug out on the Hampshire border.

Haha, he thought with a sarcastic sense that it was raining, and maybe a Sherlock Holmes would grow from the soil at any time.

I walked a while.

With good eyesight, Watson finally saw the sign there.

That is used to remind passers-by.

There is actually not much hope for whether Sherlock can be found today.

Sometimes in the middle of the night, listening to the bursting sound of firewood in the fire, he would involuntarily wonder if the famous detective was dead, but this idea would soon be suppressed by himself.

Watson finally arrived at his destination and he glanced down.

Very good... not today... wait.

A wet Shilu was standing at the bottom of the pit.

He also looked up and saw his partner, and his gray eyes immediately lit up.

"Watson!!! Doctor!!! Hurry me up. For God's sake, I've been here for two days!"

“…”

"My dear friend, I know you're angry, but I'm really not reckless. If you pull me up, I'll explain it to you."

“…”

"Warson, objectively speaking, you have a responsibility for this matter. I am very grateful for everything you have done for me. I can see that you come here to find me every week, but is this pit a little too big?"

“…”

"No, I apologize to you, don't leave..."

———

After a long apology and explanation, Shi Lu was finally able to sit in the warm house of local villagers and drink a glass of wine to warm up his body.

"You mean you went to the United States?"

"It's the future America." Shi Lu corrected Watson, and saw his surprised expression without any surprise.
To be continued...