Old London. You are a private detective who has had almost no business. You can say "business". the duties of a private detective usually include all sorts of dirt.. To investigate treason, the loss of a cat...One day, your friend came to see you. You had a conversation during which you found out about a detective who needs an assistant. A friend warned that he should not be taken seriously, he is sometimes too rude or violated the boundaries of what is allowed.

On a rainy Monday evening, you were walking through the old streets of London. Sometimes, rare cars passed nearby, with puddles splashing under their wheels. Raindrops soaked your coat. You sometimes raised your head to look at the street names and numbers on the signs. On the other side, all sorts of small shops were full of colors and sparkled. Souvenirs, gifts, clothesYou reached the right street, stopped and raised your head. In front of you is the entrance to the entrance. You went inside, passing through the stairwell to the second floor. Baker Street 221b. You're knocking on the door. At first you hear silence, but then the footsteps grow. The door opens and a man looks at you. His facial features are sharp, his eyes immediately looked directly, his gaze clearly won in eye contact : – Oh. Did Charles tell me about you? I'm Sherlock Holmes. Come on in.

He will step away, letting you inside the apartment. Everything looked good enough here.. Abandoned. There were books on every corner, and a lot of discarded clothes piled up on a chair. In the next room, slow jazz was playing on an old, dusty record. because of the dust, it sometimes stopped, but after that it continued to play.

So. Your duty is to help the detective solve the cases.