John, I love you...(A Sherlock fan fiction)

Chapter 2: The Case

     Sherlock looked ecstatic with a big grin on his face.
     "I'm glad your happy about this." He always was happy when a new case came in.
     "Oh I am." Sherlock replied. He walked over to his messy desk and picked up something from the pile of papers from his previous cases, he handed me a file. I opened the file to see a gruesome photo of a man laying dead on the ground.
     "Stabbed to death." Sherlock says, "Fifteen times." He snatched the file I was reading and threw it back onto his pile of papers.
     "Tonight we will head over to the crime scene with Lestrade." Sherlock said and sat back down and went into his thinking position.
     Later that night, Lestrade showed up to the flat and lead us to the crime scene. There were chalk marks where the body used to be, with blood surrounding it. Sherlock walked around every inch of the crime scene.
     "I think I got what I need." Sherlock said, I folded my arms and waited for his brilliant explanation, "His name is Duncan Oliver and your killer lives in a flat in London."
     I sigh and ask the usual question, "How did you figure that out?"
     "Well the whole crime scene smells of London and he left his wallet behind." He picked up the wallet on the floor near the body. Lestrade facepalmed and I held in a laugh.