"Sherlock" 哈德森太太急切的声音从身后传来。侦探有些失望,但还是转过头。 "Parden" 他故意用一种惊讶的声音发问,慢慢转过头。 "Sherlock..."哈德森太太手里提着装的满满的购物袋,试探性地再次发问并且小心地靠近。 夏洛克感到很好笑,但是并没有肯定她的问题。 "What" "No.....it's my fault.I've mistaken you as Sherlock Homles.Yes....He has died so long." 哈德森太太低着头说着这些话,可怜的老人家情绪有些激动,她的银发随着动作抖动着。 "Have you remembered himA detective.Many people sought for help from him have forgot all." 侦探没有说话,他当然知道时间冲淡了快餐文化中自己浓墨重彩的一笔。只是听原先的房东说时还是感到莫名的烦躁。 "You know himoh....thanks God.There still has one remember what you did.and your death." 哈德森太太陷入了自己的臆想,或许夏洛克现在此时的所有动作都不能打断老年人的叙叨。 "Have you seen that apartmentThat's where I live.and his doctor." "Now a wedding is being held.See what I carry in my bags." 她打开自己的购物袋,夏洛克希望自己不会看到安全套。好奇驱使自己凑近去看一眼。 "I do not like that girl.doctor always matches for detective hahhh.She wants to take Sherlock away.But she won't find that it was me who have got things all about him hidden." 哈德森太太很得意,抖动着袋子,只是一个不小心,里面的注射器也掉了出来。 没错。夏洛克无聊的时候喜欢注射一些药物,大麻的药性太低了,虽然少量不会上瘾但是它所带来的愉快程度就低一些。 可是这注射器很明显不是他的。