The big winner in life [Comprehensive]

[If it's convenient, come to No. 22 Northumberland Street——SH]

When receiving Sherlock's text message, Gu Qing was in the British Museum, the oldest and most magnificent comprehensive museum in the world.He glanced at the phone and then put the phone into the pocket of his suit jacket. Before putting it in, he had a look at the time. It was still 5 minutes before the time he agreed with the netizen he was going to meet.

That's right, a netizen, they communicated on the Internet for two years, and finally decided to meet in reality. In the words of the trend, this process is #面基#.

Gu Qing planned to visit the Egyptian Museum of Antiquities in the remaining 5 minutes. While he was focusing on seeing the cultural relics, he also became a beautiful landscape in the eyes of others.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy is at an indistinguishable age, with deep and handsome features, a slender and tall figure, gray-green blue eyes that look like the sea mottled in the sun, and curly black hair that looks very soft .He was wearing a navy blue pinstripe suit and a serious tie. The goose yellow square scarf exposed on the left chest added a bit of flamboyance that should be unique to him at this age, making people who saw him happy. What's more, after seeing the behind-the-ear hearing aid on the beautiful boy's ear, he showed a loving and regretful expression.

[If it’s not convenient, come——SH]

Sherlock's second text message came after 30 seconds. Gu Qing put the phone back without blinking. He thought that Mr. Serial Killer reported in the newspaper recently, no, to be precise, gentlemen, could Let Sherlock not be so boring for a few days, so let's not bother Sherlock to "serve the people" for the time being.

Naturally, Gu Qing turned a blind eye to the next text message from Sherlock [Very likely to be dangerous——SH].

However, at the appointed time, Gu Qing did not wait for his netizen to come, and the other party sent an apology message.Gu Qing frowned subconsciously, before he had time to think about it, his shoulder was patted, Gu Qing's hand holding the phone tightened, and subconsciously stepped back half a step to the side.

"I'm sorry, I'm being rude. I'm the narrator here. I just wanted to ask if you need help?" With big eyes, he gestured in unproficient sign language while speaking.

Gu Qing glanced at his nameplate, Jim (Jim), very the name of a passerby.

"If you don't need it, I can leave." Jim said with some embarrassment.

Gu Qing slipped the phone into his pocket, smiled politely at the enthusiastic commentator, and said, "No, I think I need a commentator, Jim."

Jim showed such a happy expression, he seemed to realize that his performance was a bit exaggerated, and he smiled embarrassedly at Gu Qing, "So do you want to continue to visit the Egyptian Museum of Artifacts?"

I have to say that although Jim is a bit shy, he is definitely a very competent narrator. He is very familiar with the cultural relics in the Egyptian Museum of Antiquities, and he does not explain it according to the script.Although he himself is very aware of the origin and value of those cultural relics, Gu Qing is still willing to spend another half hour in the British Museum, since this is already on the itinerary he has already arranged, and the friends who were supposed to come to the appointment Released his pigeons at the last minute.

When the second hand was about to make another round, Gu Qingchong said to Jim who was still in high spirits: "I'm sorry, I have to go, nice to meet you, Jim."

Jim said regretfully but understandingly: "Well, it's nice to meet you too. Well, Merry Christmas to you in advance."

Gu Qing's smile widened, revealing his pointed little canine teeth, which made him look extraordinarily cute, "Merry Christmas."

When Gu Qing left the Egyptian Museum area and turned around inadvertently, Jim was still standing there, and immediately waved at him foolishly when he saw him turn around.

Gu Qing also waved at him reservedly, very cute young man, isn't he?

After putting on his overcoat and leaving the British Museum, when he walked to the main street 10 minutes later, he noticed a black car driving towards him. Gu Qing stood still, and the car slowly stopped beside him. The window slowly came down.

The lady with long black curly hair and wearing a black suit just stared at the BlackBerry in her hand, her fingertips were still flexibly pressing on the keyboard, she didn't even look at Gu Qing who was outside the car, and said without raising her head: "Want a ride?"

He said it as if he could refuse, but Gu Qing had no intention of refusing. He took his hand out of his coat pocket, opened the car door, and sat down on the seat vacated by the black-haired lady.

The black car slid smoothly into the driveway, driving at a constant speed.

Gu Qing took out his mobile phone and did the same action as the lady next to him.

[So what's the name today? ——PH]

At this time, the secretary finally looked away from the phone screen, turned her head to look at the behind-the-ear hearing aid on Gu Qing's ear, and lowered her head to reply to the message sent by Gu Qing. [Anna, so you are dressed as a deaf person today, how do you feel? ——A]

[The security system at the British Museum is graffitied by schoolchildren, so much so that I would like to steal a few artifacts to warn them that you know Christmas is coming. ——PH]

[but? ——A]

[I am very worried about whether they will find out that the cultural relics have been stolen. If not, then I have to return the cultural relics, which is too boring. ——PH]

What if it is discovered?Miss Secretary imagined the next three Sherlock Holmes getting together to plan how to "destroy corpses and wipe out traces", and sincerely sent a text message to Gu Qing: [God Bless the Queen——A]

After arriving at the unspeakable destination, when the secretary was about to get off the car, she received a smile from the youngest brother of her boss, which was pure and heart-warming, as if it still carried the light that fell from heaven to the world .

Miss Secretary: "..." Goodbye manually!

In less than a minute, the car door was reopened, and Mycroft Holmes, who was wearing a black three-piece suit, sat in elegantly, carrying the black umbrella that he barely left his body, and looked at it with a smile in his gray-blue eyes. Next to his little brother, whom he hadn't seen for a month, the corners of his lips curled up: "It seems that Mommy has to call someone to order new clothes for you, Patrick, clothes that don't fit will look inappropriate," his His eyes swept over Gu Qinglu's small ankle that was exposed, "But this is the adolescence that is striving for progress, isn't it?" The last sentence is almost an aria.

Sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys always grow very fast, as if seeing the wind.Gu Qing is now at this stage again. God knows how he grew so tall during the few months he went to Cambridge. Obviously, Mrs. Holmes and the mothers of the three brothers did not expect it, and now there is no The omnipotent and virtuous smart butler is there, and Gu Qing is busy adapting to college life, and the young master who is largely used to being a waste of life is relatively less particular.

Like the navy blue suit he was wearing today, he had made an appointment with his friends on the Internet before, and he remembered that he went to Savile Row to customize it.Obviously, after that tailoring, he has grown a little taller.

Under McCoff's teasing, Gu Qing finally made a voice reluctantly: "After 20 years, McCoff, do you finally miss puberty?" Hairline, even if it is not bald in the UK, it is something to be fussed about, but McCoff, who is not yet 30, does not seem to be one of them, which is always worrying, isn't it?

In an instant, Mycroft, who grew seven or eight years old in his brother's mouth, was about to thank him for his concern, but he noticed a serious but interesting question. He rubbed his hand on the handle of the umbrella and thought about it, and then the smile in his eyes became stronger , "This reminds me that we were having pen pals in the orthodox sense at that time, rather than making friends through the Internet like now. Tell me, you went to meet your netizen today, how did it turn out? Can I Tell Mommy, you're in a relationship, boy?"

The melancholy in the corners of Gu Qing's eyes and brows is natural, "You can tell Mommy that I'm broken in love, I think Mommy will be very willing to come to London often next year, Mycroft."

"The troubles of adolescence." Mycroft sighed pretendingly, and stopped adding salt to his dear little brother's wounds. At the same time, he avoided the matter of Mummy coming to London, and talked about their other life instead. A brother, five years older than Gu Qing, who graduated from Cambridge last year, created his own unique career "Consulting Detective" Sherlock Holmes ← long enough prefix.

"Unfortunately he's in custody by Scotland Yard."

Gu Qing didn't hear any sympathy from McCoff's tone, instead it would be more accurate to describe it as gloating.Gu Qing recalled the reports in the newspaper, and then thought of Sherlock going to wait for the murderer. With his character and skill, when the Scotland Yard police arrived late—oh, they always—Sherlock would be more Like a murderer.

So regarding the matter of Sherlock being detained, his opinion is: "Oh."

They all look like they're not brotherly, and what's more, they're not on their way to Scotland Yard to bail Sherlock, but—

"The main dish recommended by the chef of this restaurant today is osso shank steamed in French red wine. You won't want to miss it." Mycroft blinked and said cheerfully. It became slightly more pronounced when dessert was served.

Gu Qing licked his little canine teeth, he will remember to remind McCoff about the dentist appointment.

So what about their other brother, Sherlock Holmes, the world's only "consulting detective"?

scotland yard

"Of course, these four cases were committed by two murderers! God, why do you take it for granted that they were committed by one person?"

Anderson was just about to say that the victims were all strangled to death, and a rose was found at the scene of the crime, when the curly-haired man who looked more like the murderer suddenly realized: "Except for the fact that the victim can no longer breathe? That's okay. It's wonderful."

Anderson: "WTF!"

"Anderson!" Before the situation became more uncontrollable, Inspector Lestrade decisively drove Anderson to work, and then turned his head to look at the young man who had caused a lot of trouble when he first arrived at Scotland Yard.A slim white shirt and black suit with a long black overcoat made him tall, and he had a handsome face. To be honest, when he was first brought to Scotland Yard, there were young policewomen looking sideways at him. But his mouth was so hateful that the sideways glances turned into glares.

Lestrade asked in a good voice: "Why do you conclude that there is another murderer? The modus operandi and characteristics of the victims in the four cases are very similar." Lestrade can still be so gentle because of his personality. It turned out that the young man in front of him had indeed caught a murderer - the test results also confirmed this.

"Find find in the newspaper, they're communicating through the newspaper. Oh, one thought they were racing, the other was obviously looking for a scapegoat. The stupider got caught, just go tell him he's stupid One of them was used, I guarantee that he will definitely cry and confess the other." Sherlock said boredly, "The current murderers are rushing to have a more boring Christmas, so their heads have become more empty? boring!"

Lestrade took a deep breath, and was about to ask his subordinates to interrogate the prisoner, when Donovan hurried in and said, "Boss, I just received a report that the Minsk Diamond Exchange was robbed and lost diamonds worth 3000 million. "

Lestrade said morosely: "For God's sake, can't the criminals be quieter?" Can people still have a good Christmas?

Donovan shrugged and glanced at Sherlock over Lestrade: "What about him?"

Lestrade thought for a while and said, "Notify his parents to release him on bail."

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of cheers from behind: "Yes! I knew it, it seems that the criminals are not all in a hurry to go to Christmas!"

Lestrade and Donovan looked at each other, and Donovan stared and asked, "Boss, are you sure?"

Lestrade nodded weakly, and was refreshed by Sherlock in minutes—Sherlock took out his mobile phone and dialed Gu Qing's phone with great interest, and his original aggressiveness subsided a lot in an instant, even The curly hair that looked like fangs and claws became softer, and the sugar content in the voice increased: "My dear little brother, how are you? I encountered an interesting case, a robbery case, although the decisive evidence for conviction It's stupid enough to put it on the menu, but it's a shameful case for the criminal world these days. Never mind the irrelevance, I just want to tell you that their vaults use Leviathans, obviously Evil sea monsters also have a fatal weakness, how about we split it [-]/[-]? By the way, ask the guy next to you who weighs as much as a drunk elephant to pick me up."

- Leviathan (The Leviathan), in the "Bible" symbolizes the evil sea monster.

By the time Sherlock hung up the phone in satisfaction, Donovan had already taken out the handcuffs and was about to handcuff him. As for Lestrade, he pressed his temple against his own, inexplicably having an even worse premonition.

On the other end, Gu Qing hung up the phone thoughtfully. He wasn't too surprised that Sherlock went to investigate the serial murder case and triggered the branch line of the robbery incidentally. It's just that Sherlock invited him to join with such enthusiasm. I was a little surprised, and when I thought about Sherlock's repeated text messages before, Gu Qing felt relieved after thinking about it. This seemed to be Sherlock's awkward way of caring.It seems that he went out to meet Ji this time, which aroused the great attention of the two elder brothers.

The corners of Gu Qing’s mouth raised. As for McCoff, he had already put on a McCoff-like smirk: “Sherlock is always so dramatic.” It seemed that McCoff was very qualified to say that he was not dramatic. Same, the little black car is still waiting outside.

Gu Qing didn't express any opinion on this ← this is probably due to his own inadequacy, playing the role of a deaf-mute in a museum doesn't seem to be much better.

#The Sherlock Holmes who came down in one continuous line#

……

Anderson glanced at Sherlock, and said to Donovan: "Why did the boss agree to let that guy of unknown origin participate in solving the case?"

Donovan gave Anderson a sideways look: "Because the boss firmly believes that he is innocent and can help solve the case. By the way, this is a robbery case and there were no casualties. Why did you follow as a forensic doctor?"

——According to what Sherlock said, they really interrogated another murderer. As for the original murderer who looked like #白的任人#, he cried his ass out after learning the truth.What Sherlock said was all right, so the upright and flexible Inspector agreed to let him follow, and by the way, he meant to observe closely.

"I fell in love with that guy at first sight," Anderson rolled his eyes, "Of course I want to stare at that guy."

Donovan rolled his eyes back, ignored the stuffed Anderson, and returned to her post to work.

Anderson was about to find another observation point with a better view, when he caught a glimpse of the boy wandering in from the cordon.It must be the sophomore boy who sneaked in to watch the excitement, Anderson thought so, and walked over dutifully: "You can't come in, this is not a place where you can have fun."

Gu Qing blinked, looked Anderson up and down with his clear blue eyes, and smiled politely at him without saying a word.

Anderson actually noticed the hearing aid the other party was wearing in the middle of the conversation, but he didn't stop the car, and now he was seriously embarrassed: "Oops."

Just as Anderson was thinking about how to say sorry, he saw the curly-haired man who made Scotland Yard jump up and down striding forward, pulling up the hem of his long trench coat.Anderson hummed in his heart, a rich second generation with a high self-esteem! ——What, who stipulated that a man who is a forensic doctor cannot pay attention to fashion?

When Anderson came back to his senses, where was the curly hair and the beautiful boy in front of him? Wait, that boy seems to have curly hair too?Also wearing a suit that looks custom-made?

When Anderson returned to the crime scene with a "WTH" expression on his face, the scene was eerily quiet, of course, except for the two curly hairs at the center of this eerily quiet.

Sherlock is studying the door of the vault, "This lock cannot be picked, how long is the key, one foot? Oh, by putting a miniature camera on the fire extinguisher, the locksmith who opened the key to the door can be replicated, But one of the few master lockpickers in the world is very suitable to be my consultant!"

Gu Qing waved his fingers flexibly on the keyboard, without raising his head, he asked, "How is your homeless network going?"

Sherlock's eyes, which are lighter than Gu Qing's, are filled with light, and Gu Qing can hear the complacency in his tone without looking at him, "With the prototype, how about your trip to the museum to be fair? The ten-digit password ?” That last sentence was apparently addressed to Albert Eisley, president and chief engineer of the security company that developed the Leviathan.

The price of Leviathan is as high as seven figures, and it claims to be impenetrable. Now that it has been breached, Eisley is naturally eager to know how the robbers did it, so he replied very cooperatively: "Yes, it was made by The random number password program embedded in the computer system is generated, and the password is changed every 2 minutes. The password is in the key file kept by the owner of the vault. If you want to enter, he will tell you the instant password, and he is in Los Angeles now, and he is always with him Carrying the key file. I can tell you responsibly that the random number generator program is flawless! Even if someone hacks into the program, the password cannot be predicted.”

"Nonsense!" Sherlock commented unceremoniously. He turned to look at Gu Qing, and said firmly, "Aha! It seems that someone got cold feet."

Aisley asked puzzledly, "What?"

The others were equally confused, until they realized that Sherlock wasn't talking to them: "…" Anderson felt his middle finger twitch, and he was sure there were more than one who thought the same.

Sherlock played it out, and Mycroft obviously knew it well, but unlike Sherlock's straightforwardness, the oldest Sherlock Holmes made fun of it, but Gu Qing always likes to respond to all changes with the same: " I made a deal with Mommy, I'll come home with you for Christmas."

Sherlock jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "No, you didn't!"

Gu Qing didn't take his eyes off the screen: "No, I have."

Sherlock stared at Gu Qing, failed, and then circled around Gu Qing in a fencing posture. Anderson poked Lestrade: "Boss, are you sure he's not a comedian?" Pull Gu Qing on, and Anderson doesn't want to be complained that he bullies a boy with a disabled body and a strong will. He still looks normal. Anderson who thinks this way is really naive——

Gu Qing finally withdrew from his code world, walked to the vault door and stood still with the computer in his hand.

Sherlock understood what he was thinking: "Give him a pair of gloves, please."

The man waving a black umbrella instantly appeared in his mind, and Lestrade nodded sadly.

Gu Qing, who put on the rubber gloves again, calmly pressed ten digits at the password input area, and the vault door opened in response.He tilted his head and blinked at everyone: "Lucky."

Before everyone could react in time, the handsome young man who had been holding the computer since he came in said in a complaining tone: "Sherlock, this case is not as interesting as I thought, since you used the robbers to The algorithm to hack into the random number generator was sent to me. Now do you know how to price a job done in an hour and a half?"

Then he turned his head to look at Eisley, who swears that the random number generation software is flawless, and gave advice: "Fire your software engineer and hire the person who wrote the intrusion software."

"Thief." Sherlock's deep voice rang out immediately, and he blinked while speaking, his expression was as innocent as possible, which complemented Gu Qing's equally innocent face.

Quiet.

Quiet again.

The detective came to his senses first, gritted his teeth and said, "Which of you two can explain what the hell is going on now?!"

Gu Qing looked at Lestrade and turned his head to look at Sherlock. The two brothers reached a consensus: Sherlock went to explain to Lestrade and his team members how he was born in a coincidence. After picking up the menu, how did he deduce that the menu was related to a treasury robbery, and then help catch the thief and make a fuss.

As for Gu Qing, he is happy to expand his business, such as upgrading the random number generator software. Under the supervision of Kauf; Christmas is here again, and I have to prepare Christmas gifts for Mommy and Daddy; I have to save money to upgrade equipment... In short, it is very necessary to work part-time to save pocket money.

By the time Gu Qing and Mr. Eisley, who recovered from the blow, had finished talking about business expansion, Sherlock had already wrapped his scarf and was waiting for him bored.It seems that Sherlock's side is smoother, if you ignore Anderson's outstretched middle finger in the background, Inspector Lestrade's eyebrows that can pinch mosquitoes, and Donovan's fiercely rolled eyes.

——It can be seen from this that among those few tasks, the only one that Sherlock has overfulfilled is "talking about it".

"Here." Gu Qing handed a check to Sherlock, and agreed to get [-]/[-] of the reward for being a consultant this time.Sherlock put it in his coat pocket without even looking at it, with dissatisfaction written all over his face: "I hate Christmas."

"Come on, everyone likes Christmas!" Anderson, who finally found a chance to fight back, said loudly on purpose, but was ignored by Sherlock as expected.Anderson continued to sing "Christmas Carol", Gu Qing blinked and said, "Habitually singing the opposite tune to attract the other party's attention? Is this kind of lame way of showing love still popular now? Well, it's interesting."

Anderson choked hard, and coughed loudly, beating his chest and stamping his feet. After meeting the dubious eyes of others, the straight man Anderson shouted: "I didn't fucking!"

Lestrade sighed and patted Anderson on the shoulder. Without saying anything, he turned around and gave the order: "Go to work, Donovan, come back to the police station with me, let's arrest those gangsters." Damn thieves!"

Before leaving, Donovan gave Anderson a meaningful look, and shook his head, saying nothing.

Anderson: "...FUCK!"