Oh woo-

A few roosters crowed, it was already dawn.

"Uncle Lin."

Chen Mu came to a room and shouted.

"Chen Mu?"

A shirtless man walked out of the house, who was one shorter than Chen Mu, had a solid figure, and had three deep head-up patterns on his forehead. He looked quite old.

This man's name is Lin Laosi. He lives on the same street and also lives on the dock to make a living. He is both a neighbor and a coworker, so his relationship is naturally better. He is in his thirties and has been in Jinhai for more than ten years and is very familiar with the characters in Jinhai.

"Is there anything wrong with me so early?" Lin Laosi stood at the door without any intention of letting him in.

Chen Mu said, "I came here to inquire about someone."

"Who?"

"Have you heard of people like Sherlock? Westerners dress up and walk a little lame."

When Chen Mu met the female ghost in red again last night, he couldn't sit still. Seeing this, the female ghost might have been pestering him. He stayed in his grandmother's room all night last night, but fortunately the female ghost did not appear again.

This female ghost is very dangerous. Who knows when she will suddenly kill someone?

Chen Mu can't forget the first time she met her, her hands were covered in blood.

He knew that he could not solve this problem at the moment. He could only rely on external forces.

The first thing Chen Mu thought of was Sherlock. He could see that he had encountered something strange, and maybe there would be a way to solve it.

When Lin Laosi was at the dock, he liked to talk to others about various ranks and news. He was well-informed and said, "You are talking about that detective."

"Detective Sherlock?"

When Chen Mu heard this name, he felt a little strange and asked, "Is he a detective?"

The current police station is divided into police and inspectors. The status and authority of the inspectors are not comparable to ordinary police officers.

"No, he is a private detective, it's something he's coming from the West anyway."

Lin Laosi said, "However, this detective is not simple. Two years ago, a case caused a sensation. The boss of the water company was killed at home. The police station announced that the murderer was his new wife. Just when everyone thought that the case was settled, Detective Xia secretly caught the real murderer and turned the case over. His reputation was unparalleled."

Chen Mu asked again, "What is this Detective Xia's character?"

"This is not clear. There are few deeds about him. However, those who are looking for him to investigate are rich families. They can get the trust of those people and their character should be pretty good."

Lin Laosi said, "What are you asking about this?"

"I'm just a little curious. Thank you uncle, I'll leave first." After hearing this, Chen Mu had a rough idea and turned around and left.

……………………

The Jinhai Sea is very large and divided into the east and west of the city by a canal.

Chen Mu lives in the west of the city, and Sherlock lives in the west of the city, just a little far away. One is in the south and the other is near the city.

The transportation level in this era was quite primitive. Not to mention subways and buses, you can’t even see bicycles. Apart from horse-drawn carriages and sedans, it is only rich people who can sit on it. He can only rely on his legs.

Although this city is big, it can’t be said to have any plans. Many blocks seem very messy, the roads are small, and some places are bumpy.

An hour later, Chen Mu came to a bustling street.

Ruyi Street, near the sea freight terminal, is one of the most famous and prosperous streets in Jinhai. There are many shops here, and they are surrounded by shops of all sizes.

The streets were crowded with pedestrians with various accents, most of them were merchants, and they came here to purchase goods. There were also various horse-drawn carts, ox carts, and other livestock carts, which filled a not-so-spacious street.

Coincidentally, he just came here yesterday, and there was a newspaper in it, right on this street.

The feeling that Chen Mu is dirty and stinky. Needless to say, it is dirty and messy. In this era, don’t expect ordinary people to have the concept of public health. The smell mainly comes from livestock manure. The smell is simply.

Chen Mu pinched his nose and walked through the abortion.

"The third intersection of Ruyi Street should be here..."

Chen Mu finally arrived at the place he was looking for. After turning a intersection, there were fewer pedestrians and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“The Thirteenth Room.”

He continued to walk in, and the more he went in, the fewer people were pedestrians. He went to the thirteenth building.

Most of the houses here are brick buildings, mostly two-story buildings, and the area is also small. They are not as big as where he lives, and they also have a yard. It is close to Ruyi Street, and it can be said that every inch of land is valuable.

When Chen Mu walked to the front of the house, there was an iron door, and a wooden sign was pasted on the wall next to it. The words "Xia Mansion" were written on it.

It's right here.

Chen Mu stepped forward and patted the door, "Is anyone?"

After waiting for a few seconds, I didn’t hear any sound inside, and I thought, aren’t you at home?

He heard a creaking sound, a little harsh. The door opened from the inside, and a gray-haired old man stood behind the door, his face covered with deep wrinkles, his eyes stared at him with some cloudy eyes and asked loudly, "What's the matter?"

"I'll look for Sherlock." Chen Mu said.

"ah?"

The old man obviously had a back of his ears and turned his ears to his side.

Chen Mu simply handed over the business card.

The old man took it and waved to him, "Come in." As he said that, he turned around and walked into the room, and reminded him, "Close the door."

Chen Mu followed into the house and closed the door.

The furnishings in the house are the same as Sherlock's dressing style, in a Western style. There is a sofa, and there is a huge bracelet against the wall. There are several oil paintings hanging on the wall, and there is also a huge gray wolf-headed specimen.

Chen Mu couldn't help but have some more guesses about the origin of this detective.

"The master is not here, please sit here and wait." The old man said with a carefree look and turned away.

"When will he be back?"

Chen Mu asked hurriedly, but the old man had already walked away and didn't hear it at all. As expected, his ears were not very good.

He can only wait here.

The communication methods in this era are simple. Not to mention mobile phones, but the phone has not been invented yet, but there are telegrams or wired. It is not easy to contact someone specifically, and someone has to run errands to inform them. It takes a long time to go back and forth, and the efficiency is very inefficient.

"I miss my phone so much."

Chen Mu sighed. He traveled through time until now, and he didn't know how many times he would sigh like this.

As a person who originally had a mobile phone, the most painful thing after traveling through time is that he can't touch his mobile phone again.

Chen Mu waited for one morning. During this period, the old man brought him a plate of snacks and tea, which was quite good. While eating, he observed the furnishings in the house. The main thing was the clock.

The time in this world is also divided into twenty-four hours, and the clock structure is similar.

When the clock was pointed at twelve o'clock, Chen Mu finally heard the sound of the door opening outside, and Sherlock's voice came in, "Uncle An, I'm back."

Chen Mu turned his head and looked at her. When he saw Sherlock walking in with a cane, he was a little surprised to see that it was him, "It's you?"

"Hello Mr. Xia." Chen Mu followed the TV, clenched his fists and bowed his hands.

"sit."

Sherlock put his cane aside, took off his coat, hung it on the hanger in the corner of the wall, sat opposite him, and said, "It seems that you remembered something."

"Sorry, I lied to you yesterday."

Chen Mu apologized as soon as he came up, "I did encounter something strange yesterday morning. However, that incident was too bizarre and I didn't know your purpose, so I would hide it. After I got home, I asked and found out that you were a famous detective in Jinhai."

Sherlock was taking out a black pipe and stuffing it into his mouth. Hearing this, he changed his seat and bit his pipe and said, "Tell me about the strange thing you encountered."

Chen Mu told me about the incident when he went to the well to fetch water yesterday morning and met the female ghost in red.

After hearing this, Sherlock's expression became much more serious and asked about the details at that time.

Chen Mu answered one by one, but saw him touching his beard on his lips, not knowing what he was thinking. He couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

After a while, Sherlock continued to ask, "Later, did you encounter that thing again?"

"Yes, she appeared again last night, just outside my window. After I discovered it, she disappeared." Chen Mu asked what he was most concerned about, "You said, did she pester me?"

"Yes, it's really aiming you." Sherlock nodded.

Chen Mu hurriedly asked, "How can I get rid of her?"
Chapter completed!