Bang! Bang! Bang!!!
"Are you a caveman now?"
The door was quickly flung open, creating a gust of wind that made Kaisen roll his eyes and adjust his hat.
"Look at this, let me reintroduce you to what a… doorbell is. Have you forgotten how to use this thing?"
Sherlock, wrapped in a blanket, looked at Kaisen knocking on the door, and very thoughtfully extended a finger from under his blanket to point at the electric doorbell by the door.
"When will you ever get dressed properly… It seems no one has reported you for being an eyesore while I was away…"
"Because this is my home."
Sherlock finally stepped aside, allowing Kaisen to enter the house.
"Should I say thank you?"
"Of course."
"Then I'm damn grateful to you, great Mr. Sherlock Holmes." Kaisen sat on the sofa and placed the wine he was carrying on the coffee table.
"You certainly should thank me, because a normal person shouldn't let you in… And don't touch my furniture. It will never appear on your desk as long as I'm alive."
Kaisen awkwardly put a small statue back on the cabinet.
"Alright, come try the wine I brought."
"I don't like them, take them away." Sherlock quickly took the wine and put it in the cabinet, saying.
"...You want me to take it away?"
"You take it away, but please don't touch my cabinet. Last time you were here, you ate three bags of cucumber-flavored potato chips that I specially smuggled from Asia… No… purchased through a proxy. I will never forgive you."
"Thanks a lot, you actually remember."
"Of course I remember. I even know why you came to find me… But I won't help you, absolutely not. Detectives are logical, so I won't help you." Sherlock grumbled, wrapped in his blanket, sitting on the chair.
"....Where's John Watson?" Kaisen awkwardly changed the subject.
"He went on a date."
"With a woman?"
".....Yes, with a woman."
"Pfft!"
"If you laugh again, I'll go to the kitchen and brew a pot of scalding hot cocoa to make a cast of your face."
"You know, I just thought of something happy." Kaisen still used that exasperating excuse he had used countless times.
"Please don't fob me off with your non-existent wife. Honestly, someone like you is truly suited to grow old alone. I can't imagine how miserable your other half would be if you found love, because within a year, she or he would be pregnant in your mouth nine hundred and thirteen times."
"OK… No, absolutely not." Kaisen stifled his laughter, enduring Sherlock's ceaseless accusations against him.
"You really should try that wine. Honestly, it's good."
"Actually, I don't want to… I'm very concerned about the hygiene of those two bottles of wine."
"....Then give them back to me?"
"I can also choose to water the flowers… or you can choose to exchange."
Kaisen rolled his eyes, somewhat helplessly stood up from the sofa, and walked towards his own house next door.
Returning to his second-floor studio, he pulled out an empty red wine bottle from the corner, poured in purified water, purple food coloring, a certain amount of edible alcohol, oak essence, red wine essence, hop solvent, Burgundy essence, stirred it evenly, bottled it, and affixed a label.
Just like that, a zero-natural, pure-additive Burgundy wine was made!
[Do not imitate! Do not imitate! Do not imitate!!!]
He returned to Sherlock's house next door and placed the wine in front of him.
By this time, Sherlock had already dressed. He took a stemmed glass from the cabinet, poured the red wine into it, and simply swirled it before falling into deep thought.
"Your monocle."
Kaisen took off his monocle: "This? What about it?"
The next moment, Sherlock seized the opportunity and quickly splashed the wine from the glass onto Kaisen's face, who swiftly dodged to the side.
"You're still playing this ridiculous trick?"
Sherlock said with a sneer.
"Hmm… Where did you see that?" Kaisen asked, somewhat bewildered.
Sherlock poured another glass and pushed it over.
Kaisen looked at it, swirled it, and upon taking it, found that the wine swirled like water. He slapped his forehead: "Ah, I forgot about that. Next time I'll add some sugar for you, and it'll cling to the glass. Don't mind it."
"....."
"...."
"You're not refusing, so I'll just ask."
Kaisen pulled out a slip of paper from his pocket. This was something he had prepared earlier, having replaced various items with terms Sherlock could understand.
"Let me see. I currently have a very tricky case, about a Castle from sixty or seventy years ago. A female victim died in the women's restroom."
"I am the great detective Sherlock, I am not a god sent to manage the human world." Sherlock said, exasperated.
"OKOK, the female victim was probably crying in the women's restroom at that time, and then she suddenly heard a male voice. The female victim was just about to turn around to remind the male that this was the women's restroom, and then she was shot dead. What I want to ask is, that male had a secret hideout in the Castle. Where was that hideout?" Kaisen added.
"What was that male's character like?"
"Polite, but a beast in human clothing."
"That hideout should be in the women's restroom. A polite, yet beastly person means that although he has no conscience, he at least values his appearance or his image in the eyes of others."
"If such a person is logical, he wouldn't idly walk into a women's restroom unless there was a reason he had to enter it, for example, his secret hideout was in that women's restroom." Sherlock said without even thinking.
"....What the heck?"
"You didn't hear clearly?" Sherlock said with a frown.
"I heard clearly, and then… it's that simple?"
"I thought the case you mentioned might be interesting, but I didn't expect…" Sherlock shook his head and said.
".....I also didn't expect that a problem I researched for over two months, you solved in…"
"About three seconds. I figured it out about five seconds before you said 'polite, but a beast in human clothing.' I asked you that question just to prevent the killer you mentioned from being a pervert who likes to barge into women's restrooms." Sherlock said.
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