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You sighed for the umpteenth time as the officer in front of you still didn't believe you. You were getting clearly annoyed and just wished you hadn't found that man in the alley.
"For the last time, I didn't do it!" You shouted.
"I'm sorry, but no matter how many times you say that, it all does point to you." He said.
You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms. This was ridiculous. All you did was phone the police about a man who was shot in the alley beside your flat building. That was it. But then, all the evidence went straight to you.
|Flashback|
You tapped your foot on the ground as you waited for the police to show up. Eventually you heard sirens and turned your head.
"Where is he?" An officer with silvery hair asked.
"Over there." You said pointing to the body.
You watched them go over and you started biting your fingernail nervously. You had never experienced this before. It was terrifying. The officer looked at you.
"When did this happen?" He asked.
You shrugged, "I was walking home and I saw him laying there, dead. H-he's actually someone I know." You explained.
"A friend?" He asked.
"Coworker." You answered.
The man nodded and then pulled out his phone. He held the phone to his ear after dialing someone's number. You wondered who he could be calling. There seemed to be plenty of policemen here, why did they need another one?
A little while later, a cab pulled up and two men climbed out. One was tall with dark curly hair and a long coat. The other was shorter and had blonde hair. You knew who they were. You recognized them from the papers.
"Sherlock Holmes and John Watson!" You exclaimed.
Sherlock ignored you but John stopped and smiled at you.
"Hello, and who might you be?" He asked.
"My name is y/n y/l/n. I love your blog." You added.
John smiled brighter, "Well, thank you. Thank you very much." He said.
"John!" Sherlock called to his friend.
"Coming!" John said and walked over.
You followed and saw Sherlock examining the body. After a few minutes he pointed up to a window. He began mumbling and then turned to the officer.
"What have you got?" The officer asked.
"Not much. But I need to go into one of the flats." Sherlock answered.
"I can take you in. This is my flat building so I know my neighbors." You spoke up.
Sherlock looked at you and then nodded.
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Sherlock Imagines
FanfictionHello to the Sherlockians of the vast Wattpad world! I am happy to present a whole bunch of BBC Sherlock imagines! I understand if some of you read this and think "what?" because I went back through and kinda cringed at my own writing. So...I know...
