The Opium Problem
The time has come. I had been waiting all month for my turn to defend my case. The previous convict up for trial had just been sent away to prison, and he was at least two times my age. Standing at 5’3, an astonishing one-hundred and two pounds, alive for just 12 years, I approached the judge’s stand. Everybody makes mistakes right, so why did I make this one.
“Sherlock Holmes,” said the Judge, “Being persecuted for the possession of opium.”
Just a week ago I had been caught in quite the bind for money. Yes, me, Sherlock Holmes. The offer was made by an elderly man to carry a few packages to an address, and in exchange I would receive some candy and a lot of money. Being that my “family” was struggling for money. I could
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The police had been looking for the crook for years, and he quickly rose to become the main supplier of London’s opium market. I wasn’t the first child who had been approached the same way, he had done this many times with success. My lawyer hired a very strange private detective, in hopes that he will solve the case. His name was Lupe Carrasco. His origin was Spain, but he had been in London his whole life. Me being so interested in science, I really would have liked to learn the ways that science can assist in catching a criminal. Lupe was such a nice man, he said he would bring me along with him, but if I got in the way or mislead anyone, he would need to ask me to not shadow him. He told me to meet him next week to get some of the basics down. Lupe taught me many things while trying to solve the case, such as looking at such small details, such as the placement of various items in a room. He also taught me to learn all the things I could, such as the crazy routes of the streets in London. He always seemed to say “it’s all about attention to detail, that’s what make one