Barefoot on Baker Streetᴿᵒˡᵉ ᴾˡᵃʸ. ᅠ Many detectives ... (№ 409539)

ᅠ Many detective stories are based on the fact that the inspector for some reason fell down, certainly finds oblivion in a glass and with a melancholic look reflects on the rotten world, from which, in general, it is not ashamed to escape through the back door called "suicide". Then - Flash of lightning! Thunder! Tucket! - 220 volts light up in his ass, and he zealously grabs the investigation. I don't care that before that many unsuccessfully tried to get close to a powerful insidious enemy, who turned the perfect crime, an ordinary fool with certainly hidden outstanding abilities will be able to shed light on the actors, unleash even sophisticated intrigue and (although sometimes according to his own concepts of justice) punish any bad guy.
Such a typical portrait of a loser who has bypassed everyone is cultivated with terrifying frequency. They say, you can be a complete scum of society, just wait for the case (situation) that will open your potential. A delightful image (in terms of dirt to princes), but in the real world, the outsider sits head-to-ear in shit, waiting for a great event, instead of changing, adjusting his behavior and learning something new. What for? After all, one day - perhaps on New Year's Eve! - the fairy mother will appear and with her magic will help to be at the ball, which will turn life upside down...