Prologue- A test of skill

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Our brain has a property called Neuroplasticity, which means if you focus your brain on an activity continuously for a long time, you become an expert in it. Does that mean Sherlocks can be made?

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"What the hell are those posters in your room dude?"

"They are the three legendary detectives in the history of mankind!

"The one with the hat and the cigar is the greatest of the three, Sherlock Holmes, The God of deduction and the one with the curly moustache is the lie detector called Hercule Poirot, he deciphers and solves the cases based on what people say and finally the old lady is the queen of sleuths called Miss Marple, the lady who solves based on experience. I now have the power of all three" I announce dramatically, and I turn my head to face him.

"am sovvy whaa werr you shaying?" he says looking embarrassed while stuffing himself with the cream bun which was meant for me.

Man, this is irritating, no one seems to be interested in the detectives even though I put so much emphasis to make them feel the essence.

"I am done with this; I won't explain anymore" I plop on to the chair beside me.

"Bro, when people are preoccupied with posting pictures of some good-looking actor or an anime character with a ripped body, here you are clinging on to some old farts in history.

"well the guy with cigar kinda looks cool but still old fashioned, what's with the baldy who looks like a comedian and the granny who looks like she is gonna pass out any minute?" he asks me with a face of distaste.

"Bastard, you can call me whatever you want, but don't you dare speak about my idols"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, even though you obsessively read the novels and try playing hide and seek. You aren't suited for this bro; I hope you realize this sooner" he replies cutting me off.

"You guys don't understand my passion, I know I am not perfect, but I have practiced a lot," I boast with an assertion.

"Alright, let's see how well you've trained. So briefly tell me what I did after the classes ended and my intention of visiting your house?"

"Um, looking at your clothes, they seem fresh as if you have worn them just before you left the house. It takes about 10 mins to walk from school to home and then 10 mins from your home to mine, so that's about 20 mins and to account for the remaining 1 hour. You must have been watching the TV show you mentioned in the morning and must have remembered the assignment's last date being tomorrow, scampered to here so that you can copy from me based on the sweat on your face." I explained with a feeling of great achievement.

"Marvellous! Such a genius! You have far exceeded my expectations; you were so close"

"So close?"

"Well you see, I was at football practice for 1 hour and it took about 10 mins to come here. I came into your house using your spare key hidden near the door and changed my dress, so you didn't know the whole time I was here.

"I then washed my face, put on the deodorant, put my bag outside your room, entered and gouged the bun because I was super hungry. And finally, the reason for my visit is to hang out like every other time"

"What the!!" I almost cussed, I was totally off in my deduction.

"You are easy to fool my dear friend. I gave a hint at the beginning by asking 'what was I doing after classes ended' instead of asking 'what was I doing after coming home' and I kinda tricked you into making unnecessary conclusions by asking about the reason for my visit because we hang out every day. Alright let's go out and have fun as I have already finished my assignment yesterday" he chuckles and pushes the door open.

Damn, that was awesome, did he just make me play this game to his tunes by asking about the posters?

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