Holmes - At a Pub

The case had taken a different turn. Not only was there a new murder to complicate things, but the motive for the original murder was unclear ... but coming into focus. The common forefather Miss Jenkins and I share created a new angle. 

Did Corpse know that Miss Jenkins and I were distantly related? If he didn't, then our relationship was a mere coincidence. Though a coincidence was always possible, the probability of our relationship meaning something was much more likely.

I went back to the scene of the second murder. As I told Lestrade would probably be the case, I didn't see anything else to help me. Perhaps the people of London would be more helpful.

Disguised as a less affluent person, I walked into a pub on the corder of Cooper and Strait. There were a few men drinking beers at the bar. I told the bartender that a beer would be fine for me.

"Heard there was a murder?" I asked, deciding to get straight to the point.

The man sitting next to me looked at me with a funny look on his face. "Where have you been, mister?" He blinked and took a sip of his beer. "There are have been two murders."

"Yeah, I heard that," I replied. "Did you know the second guy?"

"Nah, I haven't heard who it was."

A guy sitting at the end of the bar spoke up. "Who wants to know?"

"Oh, I'm just talking." I drank some beer. "Drinking some beer."

I smiled at the guy, showing some dirty teeth. I usually keep my teeth really clean. Making them dirty on purpose was strange, to say the least.

"What's your name, sir?" I asked.

He gave me his name, and we had an interesting conversation.

The End

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