Mr. Inspector

Probably because of his age, Lestrade sat in front of his desk and sighed, but he still stayed at the Mycroft's house.Although this is not a difficult thing to accept, for him who has lived with abstinence for so many years, the current life is even more indescribably exciting.

——Think about it, how could it be possible for two big men with healthy bodies and healthy hormones to live like a fairy tale world?

What's more, the two of them had a short love history in the past.

Of course, that period of love history died early because of his own reasons. At that time, he escaped in embarrassment, and he only wanted to return to his normal and peaceful life as soon as possible.Blindly married, had children, divorced and became single again.

Finally, the complicated daily work made him dizzy, and everything seemed to be back on track again——fate played a joke on him, and unexpectedly let him meet McCoff again.

It's just that I don't have the energy to toss anymore.

Living in harmony with the situation has become his only choice at present.

but--

……

Thinking of the inescapable good morning kiss every morning, and the inevitable development from a simple kiss to...

Mr. Inspector blushed and knocked over the coffee cup on his right hand.

The crisp sound of ceramic mugs hitting the ground was particularly loud in the Scotland Yard Crime Squad office in the early morning, scaring the young rookie Harry Field's cell phone, which was secretly watching a movie, to thump and fall on the solid wood desk.

The earphone cable was also thrown out, and at the same time there were ambiguous panting and groaning sounds from men and women.

The people who were working seriously fell silent for the first time.Edman's mouth was opened into an O shape, and he quickly listened.

No matter how exciting everyone's reaction was, the pure and cute image that Harry had painstakingly managed disappeared in their minds in an instant...

At the thought of this possibility, Harry's heart exploded into a gorgeous firework.

Mr. Detective was also silent for a moment, then thought of something, and looked over with indifference in his eyes - this group of people really had a lot of guts, it was nothing more than they worked so hard to not catch up with Fitch's car before, and now they dare to openly provoke them organizational discipline.

"Don't you really want to hear it?"

He tapped his fingers on the table and asked questions in an intriguing tone.

"Yes, yes... no, no, no, absolutely not!"

Harry almost bit off his tongue, but just as he was about to raise his right hand to swear poisonously, he received the detective's murderous gaze, then hurriedly picked up his mobile phone, and plugged in the earphones at the speed of light.

The moans paused out of thin air.

Edman turned the black fountain pen in his right hand and sighed regretfully.The workload has increased dramatically these days, and I am often busy until midnight. It is rare for such a dramatic thing to happen, and it was called off just like that.

He looked at Mr. Inspector with some resentment.

The detective was embarrassed by him, coughed, maintained his seriousness, and then said to everyone in a cold voice: "Continue to work."

After seeing everyone back to normal, he let out a sigh of relief, bent down and started to clean up the messy ground.

The originally strong-flavored coffee had been scattered all over the floor, and a small hole was inevitably broken on the rim of the ceramic cup.

Mr. Detective touched the hole with his hand regretfully, and said softly: "Forget it, it can last for a while longer."

As for the spilled coffee on the ground, that's a pity.

During the time when Ai Li was away, he took the time to make a cup with great difficulty, and now he was ruined like this.

Finding a mop, Mr. Detective was cleaning up the ground painstakingly, while depressingly thinking that he really had to start to calm down recently...

Life and work should not be confused.

As for how to live a more peaceful life - after all, he should get used to his current living environment as soon as possible.

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Scotland Yard has had some good news lately.

Consultant detective Sherlock is already investigating the truth behind this series of events. It seems that all the dark and unpredictable events are slowly fading off the surface mask, and everything is beginning to become clear.

……

——Bright as hell!

This stinky and arrogant Sherlock Holmes boy is always willing to take Watson alone when handling a case. If there is more than one person, he will feel uncomfortable. Speak, it's the voice of your thinking that disturbs me.Oh, please use your brain, dear Inspector, do you need me to explain such a simple logical reasoning in detail? It is really hard to imagine how you survived by the side of Mycroft...

Such humiliating words are endless——

And it will never be repeated. (keep smiling.jpg

Of course, when Sherlock unconsciously mentioned the name Mycroft, Mr. Inspector's ears turned red and he was completely defeated. He could only reluctantly give up tracking the investigation progress of these several cases.

It was years later that he figured out why Sherlock didn't satirize Watson so often—

Well, the same reason as his brother.

……

Judging from the current progress, Lestrade has no way to intervene. He can only hand over the case and watch them busily shuttle around in every corner of London, searching for all the secret information.

After Mrs. Jones handed over Ellie's diary to him before, he patiently flipped through it a few times, but except for the superficial words, he couldn't find any useful information.

Now the diary is in Sherlock's hands, but he still has a little impression.

He only remembered that it was a notepad with a sky blue cover, and the ink blue ink letters were scribbled and altered, which made it difficult for him to read.From the beginning to the end, I vaguely got a new impression of Ai Li.

On the surface, she usually looks lively and cheerful, talking and laughing, but in reality she is sensitive and suspicious.In addition to recording daily events, she also wrote down her opinions on many people or things.In the last few diaries, I have mentioned myself several times.

She seems to have been worrying if she hates her...

Lestrade thought, frowning, that he had never felt such emotion for her.

After being puzzled, he rummaged through his mobile phone in the drawer and found a few photos taken earlier.

The above are a few diary entries written by Allie.Each one is scrawled, and has been scribbled and corrected several times.There are also several strange and difficult words mixed in.

Such as blackart (witchcraft), Chinesedragon (unicorn), eleventhhour (last moment), taboo (taboo), cemetery (cemetery).

The more Lestrade looked at it, the more he felt chills running down his back. He couldn't figure out what profound meaning was mixed in these diaries composed of inexplicable words, but he just felt that things were not that simple.

It seems that he has never really understood Ai Li...

Her background, her past, her thoughts - all these became mysteries after her death.

Lestrade propped his chin that had not been shaved for several days, frowning hard in thought.

Then a sudden female voice beside him made him almost fall off the chair in fright——

"Good morning sir?"

Katie, who was wearing casual clothes, tilted her head to look at him with a smile on her face.

"It's you?" Lestrade quickly turned off the screen of the phone, and then looked at the person in front of him in confusion, his mind was in chaos after a storm, "You...why are you here?"

He knew Katie and had seen her twice before.One was at a press conference during the shipping smuggling case; the other was the Boulevard bombing.

However, when she saw her twice, the impression she left on herself was completely different, as if she had not seen the same person.

Lestrade couldn't figure out the identity of the person in front of him, so he could only ask humbly: "Tell me, what are you doing here?"

Katie was not in a hurry to answer his question, she walked around the office leisurely, and commented: "The environment is not bad, the space is spacious, and the light is good..." She slowly turned to the tea room at the back, Immediately there was a sound of surprise coming from inside—"My God, there is even a newest model of Delonghi coffee machine!"

And then—shaking his head and sighing, "...ah, it's a fake."

The inspector is covered in black lines outside.

Katie was finally willing to come out of the tea room, and then she announced the purpose of her visit under Mr. Detective's confused eyes, "New assistant, please give me your advice."

——My assistant?

Lestrade rubbed the hair on the back of his head, "No, you are not a reporter... Are you an IT talent?"

"part time."

After talking, Katie found a swivel chair and sat down, then looked up at the inspector and showed a warm smile: "Are you happy?"

Lestrade's mood was indescribable.

He was still waiting for his new assistant... Looking at it now, he really shouldn't be in such a hurry.