Doctor Who and Tsundere Detective

The Doctor has arrived at the University of London and is looking for his TARDIS. It's a pity that he starts from the farthest target first, but it's good that he won't miss what's going to happen next.

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And here Sherlcok didn't involve Watson who was busy replenishing his energy. He borrowed a spare mobile phone from Mrs. Hudson. The old man is not a good person. First of all, this mobile phone is a refurbished second-hand mobile phone. Secondly, this mobile phone was not a gift from the beginning, because it is the kind of untraceable modified mobile phone on the black market. White powder - it's □□.In other words, Mrs. Hudson's dating partner this time is an unreliable old man. It seems that he has to persuade Mrs. Hudson not to meet this person again, after all, drug dealers are not a good dating partner.

【What happened at Lauriston Gardens?I must have passed out, 22 Norlimberland Street, please hurry. 】After typing the last character, Sherlock began to put on his overcoat, and was about to go to Normberland Street alone. He didn't want to pay attention to Watson who was pale by the fireplace. It was the first time he mistook and chose the wrong assistant. What Make said was as reliable and not as wise as he acted. On the contrary, this person always felt that he seemed to be covering up something, especially the strange Chinese sentence, "Dude, you also time-traveled?" Is this Watson delusional?

"Wait for me..." Watson's weak voice came from behind Sherlock, and Sherlock ignored it, no matter whether he trusted him or not, he couldn't catch up, because Watson almost vomited his stomach just now, and he couldn't have the strength to move around anymore of.

Sherlock walked out of nowhere and came outside with a sudden cold wind blowing in his face. He let out a breath of hot air and tossed the scarf into his coat and turned to Norlimberland Street. The dim yellow lights flickered and made a "squeak" sound , a black shadow flashed past and brought up a few fallen leaves, but quickly disappeared. The street was as calm as if nothing had happened. No one knew what kind of conspiracy was brewing in the darkness.

"Dingling ringing ringing ringing ringing ringing..." Sherlock stopped and took out his phone and the caller ID on it happened to be the number he just texted, instead of answering the call he put the phone back in his pocket and looked up The corner of Sky's mouth curled into an arc: "I'm hooked!"

He killed four people in a row in such a short period of time, and all of them used the same technique. It can even be said that he did it perfectly all four times. This man is a genius, but he didn't figure out how he chose his prey. , the four people have no connection with each other, so the prey is actually random and they were all abducted by him. The places where these people were at the last moment were all in the center of the city, or even in the downtown area...

"Taxi!" The two young men who seemed to be drunk leaned together and hit the taxi in a daze, bumped into Sherlock's shoulder unsteadily and walked forward.

Sherlock didn't care about this small interruption, and then walked towards the destination, but he was constantly thinking about how can someone who has never met but still be trusted by people?Wherever you go, no one notices?And can it hunt safely in the crowd?Who can take people away in a busy city without arousing suspicion?

He kept thinking about it, but he didn't have any clues. He didn't catch the occasional flash of inspiration. Angelo, the owner of the small restaurant, immediately came out from the counter and greeted him with a menu: "Sherlock, whatever is on the menu Dot, it's free."

"Is there any movement on the other side?" Sherlock took the menu and looked at the names of the dishes on it, but he had no appetite at all, because he would not eat anything when solving crimes. He believed that human beings would become lazy after eating and affect their brains. And hunger cleared his brain.

"Nothing, call me if you need anything, I'll go to work first." Angelo knew from Sherlock's inquiry that he was working on a case, so he didn't need to do anything extra except help him stare across the street matter.

"Please!" The ladies at a table begged Angelo coquettishly, "Can you help us get a taxi? You should know that it's not easy to get a taxi on this street."

"Well... well, ladies, please wait a moment..." Angelo blushed a lot. He has never made any kind of requests to ladies, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to jail for robbing a bank because of his girlfriend's request, but This actually helped him make an alibi to avoid murder charges. Angelo called the taxi terminal and called a car to take away the table of coquettish ladies.

It wasn't long before a taxi stopped opposite No. 22 Norlimberland Street. Sherlock stared out the window and wrote down the license plate number and smiled complacently: "That's really smart..."

It's really smart to take a taxi, they came to think about it, but for some reason he didn't continue, but stared at the taxi and started to be dazed, the previous question kept flashing through his mind, who can never Acquainted but still trusted by people? "Beep beep" car whistle sounded, no matter where you go, no one pays attention? "Taxi!" Two drunks walked past him, and can he hunt safely among the crowd? "Can you help us take a taxi?" the coquettish woman at the table begged, who can take people away in the busy city without arousing suspicion?them!All of this points to one thing, taxis!

"Vodka!" Sherlock went to the front desk and asked for a glass of wine, but it was not for drinking. He poured the wine on himself under the strange eyes of the waiter, and said to Angelo, "Throw me out!"

There is no need to explain too much that Angelo already knew what Sherlock was going to do, and of course he was also worried about Sherlock's behavior when he threw him out the door: "You have to be careful..."

"Oh! It's you drunk again! Get out of my shop!" Angelo did a good job, and that ferocious face came in handy. At least all the guests present were shocked by this disgusting look. A good boss would also be so angry.

"Hahaha! Sorry, it's time for me to go home..." He said and walked towards the taxi parked there, but the taxi didn't move at all, as if waiting for him, when the people in the back seat saw Sherlock coming It seemed to be urging the driver to leave quickly, but the driver ignored the urging, which made Sherlock more certain of his thoughts. He opened the car door pretending to be drunk and fell directly on the lap of the person in the back seat. The little brother in the back seat Surprised, he took the suitcase and opened the door and ran away.

Sherlock noticed the person's boarding pass LASantaMonica, it seemed that he had just got off the plane and it was his first time in London, otherwise he would not have chosen to take a taxi and was dragged to this place where there are few hotels, Sherlock just opened the door At that time, I saw that the person's complexion was darker, and when he spoke to his brother just now, his accent was American. Naturally, a foreigner who came to the UK for the first time would not be a suspect. If I didn't figure it out, this would be a perfect cover!

"Sorry, it looks like I can't drive you anymore, so I don't want your money..." Brother seemed to be speaking kindly, while Sherlock was vividly playing the role of a drunk in the back seat, talking nonsense Even covered his mouth and made vomiting.

"Onon, you're such a good man, I'll give you the car money..." Barabara said a lot of things, this brother has become a good man, but Sherlock has become a nasty drunk.

After walking away, the brother asked calmly, "How do you know it's me?"

Sherlock sat up straight and patted the remaining Vodka on his clothes: "Because no one would think of a taxi driver..."

The old brother in front was stunned for a while, and then started his car. He thought that this arrogant detective would say some brilliant ideas, or even some long clues to solve the problem, but only I didn't expect... I didn't expect that he would express his thoughts. Can he be said to be a high-functioning anti-social detective? Seeing so thoroughly... The old brother's eye sockets are a little wet, and the next words even have a slightly crying voice: "No one would think of a taxi driver... You just thought of it, we are like a transparent person, no one will pay attention to my face from the back of my head forever, at most, I will see a pair of eyes through the rearview mirror, for serial killers It’s really a unique condition.”

"You pleaded guilty... oh, of course! Serial killer..." Sherlock looked through the rearview mirror and looked into those moist eyes. He didn't know how real the emotion in the eyes was, but he pleaded guilty, didn't he... …

"I didn't kill those four people, Mr. Holmes." Taking advantage of the red light, the old brother looked at Sherlock very firmly in the rearview mirror, but what he said was not all the truth, because the corner of his mouth curled up in a playful way Laughing, "I chatted with them and they cut themselves off. I knew you'd follow me, Mr. Holmes!"

"Because I'm curious about your modus operandi, chat with them? You'll chat with me too, but I won't kill myself." Sherlock said very firmly, he probably guessed his means.

As in the original plot, Lestrade took Anderson to Sherlock's house to "anti-drug", but due to Sherlock's absence, Watson could only play a one-man show in front of Mrs. Hundson and the others without cooperation. Honey, you really don't know Sherlock!" and ended.

Watson found the female reporter's mailbox when they questioned, and searched the GPS location of the mobile phone to show Lestrade. The direction of the car was the University of London, but the point on the map showed that they were in front of Roland Kerr College, Lestrade Immediately called someone to Roland Kerr College, and Watson saw that the marked points on the map were moving after Lestrsde left.

Inside the University of London library

"Om" (there is no way to describe the sound of the sonic screwdriver) Doctor took out the sonic screwdriver. He knew that the sound meant that the mechanical butterfly had returned to the place where it started. He adjusted the sonic screwdriver with the flashing green light, and the slow sound followed The frequency of his fast walking began to become very fast, and the rapid flashing of the green light of the screwdriver also indicated that the Doctor was approaching the target.

"Boom!" The door to the destination was pushed open by the Doctor: "Haha! I caught you!"

There is no one in the library, only rows of bright translucent butterflies, sitting in the middle of a circle of butterflies is a police box with a faint light, Doctor thinks this is a trap, no matter what it is about but it must be a trap.

A trap he was destined to step into, as soon as he walked into the house and approached the police box, the butterflies scattered: "Sunasa! Here I come, Whereareyou!"

The Doctor couldn't see any Sunasa in the house, only the electronic butterflies for tracking. As soon as he touched the door of the police box with his hand, the police box turned into light and scattered. This thing never existed. They are electronic butterflies used by Sunasa. The mental phantoms emitted by butterflies, there is no Sunasa or TARDIS here, only butterflies fleeing.

"Oh! Issohot!" The Doctor hopped and yelled and took out the shiny and hot TARDIS key from his clothes. This is not a good thing. The TARDIS key will be hot and hot for only one reason. He was destroyed, and the Doctor gritted his teeth. Cut off said while running towards the direction indicated by the key, "You can't do this."

"Bang!" The door on the other side was pushed open again, but this time there were not only the TARDIS but also Sherlock with his clothes torn and his brother who had been shot in the arm and fell to the ground shouting Moriarty.

The Doctor was a little shocked, but when Sunasa, who was busy trying to destroy TATDIS in the depths, did not resist, he threw the Rhinestone into the depths and stimulated it with a sonic screwdriver. In an instant, all the Sunasas disappeared, and with Sunasa's The missing chunk of the library begins to reveal itself, and a failure of the sensory filter restores everything to normal, including a Sunasa who took his brother's life.

With the disappearance of Sunasa, a hoarse and curse-like voice sounded: "Timewhat? TimeLord. You will regret it Doctor! Gallifrey Haze will always follow you..."

"What was that one just now?" Sherlock's face was calm, but he was already very shocked in his heart. After the Doctor threw that thing, the library became bigger, and the strange creature that disappeared above his brother obviously wanted to The main reason for his brother's death, and what is TimeLord, Doctor?

The Doctor didn't explain to him because the police had already arrived, he just drove the TARDIS to the side of the street not far away, and walked towards the Doctor after Sherlock got rid of Lestrade. The strangeness of Watson.

Do you feel that someone is staring at you in a dark place, do you sometimes feel a chill down your spine, do you sometimes forget what you were thinking before?Yes, it all seems weird, but it's the Doctor's hesitation after he's gone, he didn't kill Sunasa with Rhinestone, he kept them in the dark, and the biggest thing they did was suck people's minds instead Will be free to do anything out of the ordinary, as the future Sherlock said he made the right choice and he doesn't regret it.

A sudden salutation: "Sir!"

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