[He actually looks pleasantly surprised for a good moment? And then he has to think, puffing at his own pipe.]
["In the vein of my esteemed biographer at home..I would name it "The Case of the Last Barricade". That barricade outside the cafe - it was created by that young man, wasn't it? To try to protect himself from Mr. Qi Rong."]
Only briefly. It's a shame that no one seemed to know him well at all...
[Another contemplative silence.]
It's a good name. "The Last Barricade." [He needs to hear it out loud, once. And he's dropping "the case of".] Something about the victim, and not the gruesome way he was killed.
I wish I could say I was this courteous with all of my case names. Although, it's not a very courteous practice to begin with, naming these things to amuse ourselves.
[He closes his notebook and tucks it into his inner jacket pocket. There's something satisfying in the gesture. It's complete. For now.]
["My cases in "The Adventures of Herlock Sholmes" are published as good stories for people to read. A good title makes you want to know everything about it, but should not attempt to spoil the mystery, you know? But that's right. The actual cases aren't quite the same as the stories. A name is for ourselves only."]
[He's never really considered "courtesy" in such things. A case is a case. He solves one, moves onto the next. Cases upon cases, never-ending. But it's an interesting perspective, for sure.]
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[He's curious, but he sets his expression, and gives a nod as he writes it down.]
["I am at your service. What is it?"]
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If you were to give this case a title, what would you name it?
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[He actually looks pleasantly surprised for a good moment? And then he has to think, puffing at his own pipe.]
["In the vein of my esteemed biographer at home..I would name it "The Case of the Last Barricade". That barricade outside the cafe - it was created by that young man, wasn't it? To try to protect himself from Mr. Qi Rong."]
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[A thoughtful look. He is giving this some serious contemplation.
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Did you know much about the victim, Mr. Pontmercy?
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["We never talked. Did you talk with him, Lieutenant?"]
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[Another contemplative silence.]
It's a good name. "The Last Barricade." [He needs to hear it out loud, once. And he's dropping "the case of".] Something about the victim, and not the gruesome way he was killed.
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[He nods. Still thinking his biographer is a lot better than him with all this case naming business, but...yeah.]
["Thinking of how he died leaves a bad taste in my mouth. I wouldn't want to recall it, and I don't think anyone would."]
[Turned into human jerky...dreadful.]
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I wish I could say I was this courteous with all of my case names. Although, it's not a very courteous practice to begin with, naming these things to amuse ourselves.
[He closes his notebook and tucks it into his inner jacket pocket. There's something satisfying in the gesture. It's complete. For now.]
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[He's never really considered "courtesy" in such things. A case is a case. He solves one, moves onto the next. Cases upon cases, never-ending. But it's an interesting perspective, for sure.]
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[And hopefully they'll stay that way, and the deceased's loved ones will never know.
He takes another long drag from his cigarette.]
By the way, I was wondering about those clothes of yours. Is that the fashion in London, or...?