Film and Television Variety Show: The Jade Girl's Love Affair

He has been deeply involved in this case for over a month, yet he hasn't even identified a single suspect, which is an unprecedented challenge for him.

But at this moment, he felt no frustration, only an intense desire for the truth and the excitement of about to solve the mystery.

Watson was stunned after hearing this.

"Ogre?"

"John, I don't think I need to repeat myself when I'm smart enough!"

Two weeks later, a charity gala was held at a hotel in London, and many celebrities attended the event.

Sherlock brought Watson with him to the banquet.

"Sherlock, so many actresses are here."

Watson enjoyed looking at beautiful women, but Sherlock ignored Watson and began observing everyone at the banquet that evening.

The reason I attended this charity gala was mainly because the last surviving person in the photo was named Thomas, who was the owner of an insurance company and the richest person in the group.

Thomas has rarely left his home since he was disabled in a car accident five years ago.

Sherlock guessed that this was why Thomas survived to the end.

If the killer is determined to seek revenge, he certainly won't let tonight's opportunity pass, especially since Thomas is attending the charity gala tonight.

This charity banquet was specifically for raising funds for orphans. Thomas was probably scared, so even the cannibal was thinking of doing good deeds.

"Miss Brown, when are you having your concert in London?"

"Mr. Ford, you don't need to be so polite. Just call me Lilith."

I was really impressed by your conversation about classical music; we seem to have a real connection. Toast to you!

Tang Yu smiled gently at Mr. Thomas Ford and even offered him a toast.

Thomas was instantly captivated by the smile of the beautiful woman before him.

He picked up his wine glass, intending to take a sip, but someone suddenly bumped into him.

"Excuse me, I lost my balance just now. I am Sherlock Holmes."

Tang Yu found it somewhat amusing to see the young man who had suddenly stepped between them.

The man was dressed in a black, fitted suit with clean lines that perfectly accentuated his tall and upright figure.

His hair was slightly curly, falling freely over his forehead, carrying a touch of unruly casualness and revealing a nonchalant attitude.

Those grey-blue eyes were like deep, cold pools, so deep they seemed to hold endless secrets, yet also seemed to be able to see through all the truths of the world. Under the light, they reflected a cold and sharp light, making people afraid to look into them for too long.

His high, straight nose, like a steep mountain peak, added a sense of three-dimensionality and coldness to his face, making him look more profound and unfathomable.

At this moment, the other person extended their hand, and Tang Yu subconsciously reached out and shook hands with them.

"Oh, it's Mr. Holmes. Hello, I'm Lilith Brown."

Tang Yu was a little confused as to why there was a Sherlock Holmes in modern society, and she began to doubt her own memories.

I always thought Sherlock Holmes was a fictional character from the last century.

At this time, Tang Yu had not yet paid attention to the latest newspapers.

After all, she had gone to Asia to perform a few months earlier and was unaware that the British detective Sherlock Holmes had already become famous.

Sherlock chuckled, said a few more words to the clearly displeased Thomas, and then secretly switched the wine in Thomas's hand.

After Sherlock left, Tang Yu chuckled to himself, wondering if this Sherlock Holmes was also an investigator.

There's no problem with that glass of wine.

Thinking this, Tang Yu smiled and continued talking to Thomas.

Watson witnessed this spectacle from afar, and when he saw Holmes returning with a wine glass, he asked him a question.

"You weren't deliberately flirting with that beautiful woman just now, were you?"

Sherlock was ready to leave.

"John, come with me now."

He needs to check the ingredients in this glass of wine, immediately and as quickly as possible.

After Watson followed Sherlock into the car and drove away in a daze, he still didn't understand why he had come here tonight.

"Weren't you looking for the suspect? You're leaving now?"

"I've found it, and the answer will be revealed soon!"

Watson was shocked.

"You mean that beauty? No way?"

Sherlock paused for a moment.

"She is indeed beautiful enough that whenever she appears, men will only try to strike up a conversation and then fall head over heels into her trap—utterly foolish!"

[Writing Sherlock Holmes will definitely result in out-of-character moments, so please bear with it. How can Sherlock not break character when he's in love? Hahaha]

Also, the feeling of falling in love is different in every world. It doesn't have to be unforgettable. As long as it's fun, interesting, and you have a little bit of liking for someone, Yu Yu will date and have some fun. So, Sherlock's story is an adventure, exciting, and mystery-filled adventure.

Chapter 2 Sherlock Holmes

"Damn it! I was wrong!"

Sherlock was very annoyed after the test results came back for that glass of wine.

Did that woman notice something? That's why she didn't make a move.

Or did I guess wrong?

No, it shouldn't be wrong.

The only survivor of that group of missing persons cases from back then has had various coincidental encounters with the other fourteen people over the years; he couldn't possibly be wrong!

Where is the problem?

A few days later, Watson discovered that Sherlock had bought many different perfumes, and he asked him about it in confusion.

"If I'm not mistaken, these are all women's perfumes, right?"

Sherlock sat on the sofa, eyes closed, and nodded.

"Yes, you read that right."

Watson couldn't help but laugh instantly.

"Sherlock, even if you want to woo a girlfriend, you don't need to buy so much perfume."

These words instantly made Sherlock open his eyes.

"Watson, use your brain! Is this all you can think of when you see perfume?"

Watson shrugged, indicating his helplessness.

"Otherwise, why would men buy women's perfume?"

"I bought every perfume on the market that smells of peach blossom, but none of them smell like her perfume. Which perfume is she wearing?"

Watson chuckled.

"Sherlock, look at you! You're actually concerned about a woman's perfume. It's unbelievable that you'd do something like this."

"The woman's life was so routine it was almost boring. She toured the world all year round, only staying in London for a month or two each year. Clearly, the city didn't please her."

Each time she returned, she would mingle in various social occasions, and coincidentally, she would always run into the cannibals who had tried to harm her back then.

Not long after, this group of people died of stomach cancer. How did she manage that?

Sherlock completely ignored Watson's words and continued talking to himself.

"Sherlock, are you talking about Lilith Brown? You still doubt her? Are you wrong this time?"

When I got back, I looked it up online and found out that the other person was a world-renowned violinist.

She's a musician, beautiful and talented at the same time, how could she possibly be a murderer?

Sherlock looked at Watson with some confusion.

“John, judging others by their appearance is not like you.”

"But Miss Brown is really too beautiful!"

Sherlock completely gave up on communicating with Watson.

A week later, Thomas was rushed to the hospital with a stomach hemorrhage and was diagnosed with stomach cancer.

That evening was also the time when Tang Yu's violin recital was about to begin.

Sherlock bought a ticket to attend today's concert.

Then, Sherlock was captivated by the other person's music and realized that he had been investigating in many wrong directions.

This person's secrets were clearly revealed in the music.

After a concert that lasted more than an hour, Sherlock went straight to the backstage dressing room.

Miss Brown,

Sherlock leaned forward slightly, his gaze fixed on Tang Yu, his thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was deep and magnetic.

"I must say, your performance tonight was absolutely stunning. At least it didn't make my hour-long experience as agonizing as listening to mediocre performances. It was definitely worth the time I spent on you."

Tang Yu's lips curled up, and a soft laugh escaped her lips.

She raised her hand and gently touched her earring, about to take it off.

Sherlock, however, took the initiative and approached first. He bent down slightly, and his angular face slowly drew near Tang Yu's ear.

Her slender fingers gently pinched the earring, the movement gentle yet carrying an irresistible force. With a light touch, the earring slipped off Tang Yu's earlobe.

At this moment, Sherlock did not rush to back away, but instead moved even closer, his lips almost touching Tang Yu's ear, and whispered softly.

"Mr. Thomas Ford has been diagnosed with stomach cancer today."

Tang Yu's gaze met Sherlock's in the mirror.