Chapter 364 A visit to the detective agency
‘You actually asked me who I am? ’
John Watson suddenly felt like he was in the wrong place.
According to his previous deduction, before he lost his amnesia, he should have worked in the Sherlock Holmes Detective Agency, and was most likely a person in an important position, so Miss Holmes was willing to give herself the precious prosthetic eye.
But why now, the other staff members of the Sherlock Holmes Detective Agency don’t seem to recognize him at all? !
‘Are my previous conclusions wrong? ’
But the Sherlock Holmes Detective Agency must be inextricably linked to his lost memories.
Whether it was Dr. George, the uncle I met just now, or the book "Shock!" signed by John H. Watson that I saw in the hotel last night. Another riot case comparable to the bombing of the Capitol was nipped in the bud! ", can all prove that before he lost his memory, he must have worked in the Sherlock Holmes Detective Agency and was Miss Holmes's detective assistant.
So even though the person who opened the door in front of him seemed to have no impression of him at all, John Watson still smiled and replied: "I am John..."
"Hahaha——" The doorman burst out into a series of laughter before John Watson could finish speaking. While laughing, he opened the thick and heavy door and explained: "Hahaha, I was just joking. That's all, of course I know you are Mr. John Watson... you are an indispensable and important role in our destruction of the Crossroads cult!"
Click, click, click. When the door panel slowly opened, there seemed to be a slight sound of gear turning at the door clip.
The door opener welcomed John Watson in with a smile, and led the somewhat confused man familiarly.
"Every colleague here has heard of your name, Mr. Watson, and even your appearance is very clear... Look, this sketch of yours was drawn by Miss Holmes herself. At that time, she mainly used Come and warn us that we must be careful to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy during the crossroads cult extermination operation, so as not to accidentally injure you, Mr. Watson."
John Watson looked in the direction of the door opener's finger and saw a sketch hanging next to the entrance corridor.
The content of the portrait is exactly like a photograph, depicting his facial features in a very specific and clear manner. At a glance, you will feel that this is a resolute man with a will as strong as steel - this is obviously the painter who added his own subjectivity. Consciousness explained.
It’s just that the John Watson in the painting at this time has not yet left the shocking scar that penetrated his left eye. Looking at the portrait, it seems that the unswerving fighting spirit of the man in the painting can be seen.
But for some reason, John Watson always felt that the act of hanging the portrait on the wall and setting it in a frame seemed more like commemorating a hero who had died.
This made him feel a little uncomfortable in his heart.
The person who opened the door continued to say: "But I didn't expect Mr. Watson that you would have recovered and been discharged so quickly... It seems that Woolthorpe Lunatic Asylum is indeed well-deserved, and it is indeed good at treating the sequelae of stress caused by taboo knowledge." Extremely rich medical experience.”
"By the way, is this your first time back here, Mr. Watson, since the detective agency was renovated?"
"Then let me show you around the public areas first."
"This is a reception room, with the same layout as Mr. Watson's. It is mainly used to receive customers who come to the door... After all, since Mr. Watson published that "Shock!" , Miss Holmes's reputation has been completely established, and customers often come to her door for consultation and help, but Miss Holmes has more important things to be busy with, and we are basically the ones who help handle some petty theft cases. "
John Watson looked at the simple yet luxurious hall inside, but he felt strange as never before - he had never entered such a luxurious place.
"And here is the case room, which stores information about the large and small cases we handle... Whether it is cases in the mortal world or cases in the hidden world, they are all summarized here... Some of the things we have collected in the past may be sent to us in the future. All useful information is also stored in it.”
The doorman then took John Watson around the newly renovated detective agency, passing through a series of fully functional rooms such as conference rooms, chemical laboratories, morgues, etc.
In every room there are some staff with completely unfamiliar faces busy working.
But every time they saw the familiar yet unfamiliar figure following the person who opened the door, that face they could see every day when they passed through the corridor when working, they all showed expressions of surprise, and even burst into laughter. Warm applause greeted the return of John Watson.
"Is Mr. John Watson back? My daughter is a fan of your works. I will ask you to help me sign this printed book later so that I can take it back and show it off to my daughter."
"Oh my God! I didn't expect to finally see Mr. Watson alive after so long!!!"
"Woohoo, our hero is back!!!"
"I propose that, in order to celebrate Mr. Watson's return, let's go to the Flying Irishman pub tonight and have a good drink together!!!"
Although the faces he looked at were all unfamiliar faces that he had no impression of at all, these people were quite happy and seemed to welcome his return.
Feeling the cheers of the crowd, John Watson couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging and happiness.
‘So this is what it feels like when someone is waiting for you to come back? ’
‘This feeling… is really good. ’
John Watson also smiled and waved to this group of colleagues who were meeting for the first time, as if he was a hero who had just returned in triumph.
But after he walked to the next room, his colleagues who had been cheering just now suddenly turned cold, locked the door of the office, and discussed in low voices with a voice only slightly higher than the flapping of mosquito wings.
"Why did John Watson come back all of a sudden?!"
"Yes, he is a cultist who was infected with the knowledge of the Heart Blade. Can he come back so easily?"
"Well, this is nothing strange. Isn't that Rose also a cultist who was infected with the Taboo of the Blade? Now she is still serving as Miss Holmes' assistant."
"Let me tell you, don't make random guesses. Miss Holmes must have a reason for bringing John Watson back. It's impossible for him to be discharged directly from the hospital without Miss Holmes' permission, right?"
"That's true... Hehe, now that John Watson has returned, isn't Miss Holmes' assistant position about to change hands?"
"What you said is indeed very possible... I have long disliked that little bitch Rose, who uses the name of Miss Holmes to show off her power all day long."
"Hee hee, me too, I wish John Watson and little bitch Rose would fight to the death and fight to the death!"