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Chapter 14: Rivalry

Sherlock Holmes had always been a frustrated person, always eager to solve mysteries and puzzles. However, he never felt this frustrated ever since knowing the existence of the "Lord of Crimes".

It all started after the incident in the ship Noahtic when he noticed that everything was completely staged. Following the incident with Hope where he was "tested" by the infamous Lord of Crimes, he made a choice that he'll find the real identity of the mastermind his own way.

But, now, he doubted his decision from back then. Thus, his frustration increases after days passed by without any crimes needed to be solved. He wanted crimes that can be linked to the master criminal.

He was frustrated enough to the point of calling Lestrade over using gunshots (the man was not happy about it, as well as Miss Hudson and Watson), going to the countryside to see if the deceased lord has some sort of foul play that could be connected to the "Lord of Crimes", only to find that his death was natural.

It disappointed and irritated him.

John had been telling him that he's acting like a child and he should atop acting so frustrated because things didn't go his way but he wasn't listening.

To ease his irritation and frustration, he scrambled for a tobacco but his match broke and asked for matches from John. The doctor was concerned about his health so he refused to give him one and sternly told him to quit smoking.

The frustration must have reached its peak because the detective raised his voice to him and soon they argued until their conversation went to Hope's case where John stopped him from shooting Hope and blamed him for losing a chance to gain information about the Lord of Crimes.

To wrap it up, John was disappointed in him and left him on his own, saying that he doesn't care about him anymore.

"The hell's wrong with him..." Sherlock grumbled as he picked the train ticket John threw in front of him. "Acting like a woman."

When he boarded the train, John still won't talk to him and even locked his cabin door. Sherlock opted to eat in the restaurant car, pissed by the silent and cold treatment the doctor gave him.

He sat on one of the empty tables and ordered some food until something catches his eyes far ahead. When he sees a familiar blonde hair next to a chestnut haired person, he grinned in excitement and left his seat.

"Sorry, I'll be changing tables!" He told the waiter before running towards the other table at the end.

Lestrade noticed him running to his direction. "Oh, Watson isn't here yet?"

He was ignored and passed by.

"H-Hey!"

Sherlock barely noticed him as his focus was on the person that shares the same brain as him. When he finally confirmed it was him, he sat on the empty space next to a shocked Louis.

"Yo!" He grinned rather enthusiastically before twisting it to a smirk. "Professor. Fancy meeting you here."

"Sherlock Holmes!" Louis's eyes widened. "What is he doing here?"

"It's that man...! The detective from Noahtic!" Elise couldn't believe they are in the same train as him.

Even William could not hide his surprise. "You are... the consulting detective, Mr. Sherlock Holmes. We were on the Noahtic together."

"Yeah. That's right."

"If I also remember correctly, you were also the detective in the novel written by Sir Conan Doyle, "A Study in Scarlet"." Elise tells him, to which he internally cringed when he recalled how Watson forced him to dress in his iconic detective outfit in front of the journalists.