Collapse Simulator: Raging at the Imaginary Tree

"One more partner means one more chance of solving the case, especially with a cunning fugitive like this. His anti-detection awareness and disguise skills are absolutely top-notch. After so many cases, is Watson still unwilling to trust my ability to solve the case?"

"Although I'm not as good as you, I'm also Sherlock Holmes after all."

Every time his name was mentioned, he would feel an inexplicable confidence in his heart.

When the case reached a stalemate, he always believed in himself because he was Sherlock Holmes, so he could do it.

"Uh...did you find out?" Watson's face flushed bright red and he looked at him with a little embarrassment.

"Do you think your partner is a fool? Even the slow-witted Officer Gregson has probably noticed how impressive you are, right?"

He felt a little hurt because Watson, who often praised him, was surprised that he had guessed her extraordinaryness.

"Sorry... I just didn't want to disturb you..." Watson blinked.

She could feel the other person's enthusiasm when solving the case, which was as innocent and pure as a child, just pure love.

So she didn't want to disturb him.

"I always feel a little frustrated. Even after solving so many cases together, I still can't gain Watson's trust."

It's hard to imagine a man in his thirties showing the frustration of a child who didn't get a toy.

"...Well, okay, you can join in, but you have to listen to my arrangements. If I tell you to stop, you must stop immediately!" Watson looked at him seriously.

"Yes!"

At this moment, their identities were swapped. Before, Watson had always been his assistant, but now he was Watson's assistant.

Watson then shared his case and intelligence with him.

The man she wants to capture is named Moriarty, a fugitive with a very high IQ, and Fu Hua's goal is to bring him to justice.

Moriarty seems to have accumulated a considerable criminal force in secret. With just one order from him, a crime spree will sweep across Europe.

"Watson, you're the only one taking on such a dangerous mission?" He raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

"Don't you have it now?" Watson asked.

He was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"I like this saying."

This sounded like Watson's recognition of him, at least now it was not the kind of praise covered in a disguised shell.

Since Moriarty often wanders into criminal cases, Watson's starting point is various criminal cases, which is why she follows him out to solve cases.

Although he didn't know what the man named Moriarty was trying to do, he was already looking forward to the fight with him.

Just like in fairy tales there must always be a villain.

Perhaps he himself is a kind of evil.

And Watson is good.

As for him... maybe he is just a small tool to advance the plot.

But so what? No one will always be the protagonist, including him.

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Chapter 235: He is Arrogant

Although he successfully participated in the case investigated by Watson, there was no special progress.

His daily work is still to read the newspaper and...wait for commissions to come.

"A vampire appeared on the street at midnight? Haha, the reports lately are really getting more and more out of touch with reality."

Looking at the eye-catching title, he couldn't help but sigh.

There was also a serious picture below, showing a person with two tiny bloody holes on his neck.

He knew at a glance that the picture was fake. Although the face was slightly pale, the lips were slightly purple, which did not match the characteristics of death from "excessive blood loss". Instead, it was a bit like the second case he solved here, where the characteristics of death seemed to be caused by poisonous snake poison.

A detailed examination is definitely necessary to determine the depth of the hole and other symptoms in the body.

But these have nothing to do with him. After all, this is a case that cannot be any smaller for him now.

His appetite has been growing. What he wants now is an unsolved case, one that is bizarre and strange, but also full of twisted human nature.

He would gain something after every case he solved.

It may be a reflection on human nature, or a further evaluation of oneself.

After all, this should be recorded in his future autobiography, which can be considered as extra income?

He never thought of being a detective for his whole life, after all, it was too tiring.

You can't be like Lestrade, working on the front line every day, but the salary you get is not even a fraction of what he gets from a single commission, right?

This matter cannot be mentioned around Inspector Lestrade, as he will get angry if it is mentioned.

However, Inspector Lestrade has been very busy recently. London is not peaceful at all. Cases of forgery, robbery and murder have been occurring one after another.

The criminals were very cunning. Once, even when they were chased by the police, they still escaped from the sea.

The most ridiculous thing was a robbery. One night, a group of people wearing masks broke into a bank, killed the staff on duty, and stole a large amount of cash.

When the police arrived, they arrested several accomplices, but unexpectedly, someone came out to defend them during the trial. Within two days, these people were acquitted.

It is obvious that these criminal gangs have a powerful backer behind them. According to Watson, this person is most likely Moriarty.

Moriarty's action was already a challenge to Watson.

Hmm~ Is there a possibility that this is a challenge to the great Sherlock Holmes?

He couldn't help but think.

However, he soon gave up the idea because Moriarty wrote a letter and gave it to Watson.

"The game has begun, our dear great detective, don't you want to catch me? Then I'll give you a chance, come here..."

Behind it is an address.

The letter was addressed to Watson, and contained no reference to any person with a high opinion of himself.

After taking a look at the address, Watson took him to the destination without stopping.

There was a children's hospital there, and two children happened to be missing.

Watson knew very well that this was a challenge Moriarty had given her, and was even afraid that she would not be able to find it, so he thoughtfully left clues.

"This candy wrapper... I remember it wasn't available on the market yet, it was for sale, so the child must be in a candy factory. But there are seven candy factories around, so which one could it be..."

Watson recognized the candy wrapper on the ground at a glance. This thing had been published in the newspaper and the release date was tomorrow.

But it suddenly appeared here, so the most likely possibility is the candy factory.

"It should be the one in the east of the city. Look here, there's a little bit of yellow mud. It must have been accidentally rubbed by boots. And there happens to be a patch of yellow mud where the East City Candy Factory is located."

He used his fingers to peel off a little bit of the still-wet yellow mud at the foot of the bed and quickly analyzed the location of the object.

"Let's go now!" Watson nodded and immediately took him in a carriage towards the east of the city.

"Wait, this is going too smoothly. There may be an ambush inside. Don't go in. Wait for me outside." Watson seemed to have thought of something and instructed.

“…” He remained silent, as if wondering whether to listen to Watson or not.

"You promised me." Watson said in a serious tone.

"Okay, I understand." He nodded, feeling that if he didn't obey, he would be knocked unconscious by Watson here.

Watson nodded in satisfaction.

Soon the two arrived at the candy factory, and Watson rushed inside at a speed so fast that even the carriage could not catch up.

And he could only wait anxiously outside.

The anxious feeling of being just one step away from the real murderer made him feel uneasy. He even began to scratch his ears and cheeks, constantly scratching his hair and temples.

"Sir, you look like a detective too. Oh! Now I remember, you are Mr. Sherlock who has become famous recently, right?"

The driver looked at his appearance and suddenly showed a look of surprise.

He looked at the driver, who was looking at him with admiration.

But at this moment he frowned and reached out to grope for his crutch.

"As expected of someone who can stay by her side, he discovered something wrong in an instant?" The driver showed a strange smile.

"Because drivers often wear hats to block the scorching sun, there is always a clear dividing line on their faces. And your boots are too new. A driver would not be willing to wear such things when driving a carriage. Am I right, Mr. Moriarty?"

He immediately calmed down and analyzed the unreasonable aspects of the other person.

Just now, because they were in such a hurry, they subconsciously forgot to observe the driver in front of them.

Moriarty had planned everything long ago and had been waiting outside for the two to arrive.

"Not bad, not bad. You do have some skills. It's a pity that your value is not reflected in your detective skills." Moriarty applauded him leisurely.

"What do you mean?" He was a little confused.

"You know what? To break someone, all you have to do is force her into a dilemma. She has to make one choice and bear the consequences of another."

The corners of Moriarty's lips curled up slightly, and his face was full of joy.

"You want to use me to threaten Watson? You may be thinking too much." He narrowed his eyes. Although the usual guarding work was done by Watson, it did not mean that he was a soft persimmon.

You should know that he is not only proficient in Barton tactics, but also knows boxing, swordsmanship, and even has a pistol hidden in his pocket!

In this case, how could Moriarty capture the...

His body convulsed and he passed out.

"Alas, you are just as arrogant as people outside say." Moriarty put away the stun gun in his hand, then waved the whip and walked away.

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Chapter 236 Moriarty's Calculation

Inside the candy factory, Watson narrowly rescued the two children. At this time, the police inspector outside also arrived at the scene.

"They may have eaten candy laced with mercury and must be taken to the hospital immediately."

Watson just checked the wrapping paper on the ground and found mercury in it.

They either starve to death or eat the candies.

Fortunately, judging by the amount of wrapping paper on the ground, the situation hasn't gotten out of control yet. We're lucky we arrived in time.

"Thank you, Miss Watson. I wonder where Mr. Holmes has gone?" Inspector Lestrade asked.

"Isn't he waiting for me outside? Wait... didn't you see the carriage parked outside when you came?!" Watson suddenly panicked, with visible tension on his face.

She realized that she had fallen into Moriarty's trap!

"No, didn't he come with you?"

Inspector Lestrade looked confused, but when he saw Watson's nervous expression, he realized that something must have happened.

But Watson no longer cared about that. She disappeared in an instant and immediately followed the traces left by the carriage.

But how could Moriarty let her succeed so easily?

Moriarty had already arranged for countless carriages to run on the streets of London, and all the clues had been cut off.

"Damn it!" Watson punched the ground hard, and a deep hole appeared on the ground.

She regretted not bringing him with her, otherwise she wouldn't be in this situation now.

"No, since Moriarty wants to defeat her, he must have left clues... Baker Street!"

Watson immediately ran back home, and sure enough, a huge package was lying quietly in front of the door.

She couldn't wait to open the package, and sure enough, it was the clue left by Moriarty.

It's a painting, a very famous painting, but it should be in a museum now!

"Another trap..." Watson heard the alarm bell behind him and gritted his teeth.

This painting depicts the Reichenbach Falls. Although it is a bit far away, it is the only clue at the moment.

After Watson memorized all the details of the painting and made sure there were no other clues, he immediately rushed to the Reichenbach Falls.