[British and American Drama] The murderer is in sight

The two walked one after the other under umbrellas, and the sound of rain could almost completely cover up the footsteps of passers-by. 693218 "Wait, please!"

Reid stopped first and turned around quickly. His reaction was very fast, as if he had been waiting for this moment. This also made the person who yelled obviously stunned, and the umbrella covered his face. I couldn't see his expression now, but his footsteps stopped.

"cough."

"What's the matter?" Lance turned around and asked in doubt.

"Someone wanted to give you something, and I took the money." He said and took a step forward, "It's a letter."

He took out a letter wrapped in a transparent plastic bag from his pocket. The envelope was pink. "It was given by a woman."

Lance nodded and asked again, "Is it for me or for him?"

"To your sir."

Lance accepted the letter, stuffed it into his pocket and thanked him again before reaching out and pulling Rhett away.

Instead of going to the manga house, he went back home directly. Reid was very absent-minded along the way. He still can't hide his emotions well, and he can express whatever mood he has.

Although it's not good for an FBI to deal with criminals all the year round, Lance likes Reid very much.

Throwing the letter paper on the table, Lance went into the kitchen to make a pot of tea. When he came out, Reid had already read a book, and the letter was still on the table. There was no sign of being tampered with. It seemed to be in good condition. Self-cultivation did not make people peek at the letter paper.

After pouring himself a cup of tea and taking a sip, Lance reached out and picked up the letter. He wouldn't naively think that a British girl asked others to send a courtship letter, saying it was a threatening letter. Probably.

But in normal times, Lance would definitely not accept it, or would not even touch it, or this letter came at a very timely time, even if he didn't want to get involved in this case, but if there are important clues It still can't be missed, the big deal is handed over to Sherlock.

"You said what would happen to us if something like poisonous powder was sprinkled on this letter?" Lance read the letter over and over again, but still didn't reach out to open the plastic bag.

Rhett's hands trembled, and he followed him with surprised eyes.

"Is it the first day you met me, or did you suddenly realize that I'm more handsome than usual?" Lance hooked his mouth, and slapped the letter back on the table again, "I don't really want to see it, if it's related to the case, there should be something wrong with Sherlock .”

"What if not?" Rhett asked.

"I already have a lover, Spencer, you can't let me be emotionally entangled with people other than you." Lance raised his eyebrows, "If it wasn't for the coincidence of the time of this letter, I wouldn't have I will not accept things from strangers on the road.”

Perhaps there is no such a coincidence in the world. In the afternoon, John sent a text message to communicate with Lance. The tone was more angry. It was probably because the report came out and found the package that Sherlock got. The human tissue in the package to Lance is not from the same person. As a doctor and soldier, John always has the heart to protect the people.

Rhett is actually absent-minded, and he is also the guardian of ordinary people.

[When we came out of the hospital, someone gave Sherlock a love letter, I thought he wouldn't accept it, but he accepted it! ] Lance thought for a while and replied.

[In fact, I also received it, but because I don't know if it is contaminated with some unknown virus, so I haven't liberated it from the plastic bag yet. 】

【damn it!Sherlock has opened it and smelled it! 】

Satisfied, Lance stood up and took out a pair of white gloves from a drawer not far away, put them on, and then opened the plastic bag.

Just like every girl with good expectations, the shy and romantic pink envelope, with a slight flick, has a faint scent of roses. Open the letter and read the content carefully. It is probably a letter expressing warm love. There's nothing wrong with a love letter.

Handing the letter in front of Rhett, Lance clapped his hands, "Although it may be a waste of other people's thoughts, it is definitely not an accident that both Sherlock and I feel wrong, so Spencer, please help me see Take a look, after all, you are better at things like decoding than me."

Reid clenched his right hand to his mouth and coughed, then took the letter and read it carefully.

Lance looked at Rhett's frowning eyebrows. There were many things in Rhett that he thought he couldn't have. It's his time.

After a while, Reid had already read the letter, and Lance could tell from his expression that there was nothing special about the letter, at least it had nothing to do with passwords or anything like that.

Lance thought for a while and texted John again.

【Spenser has already read the letter, there should be no password or anything like that. If you have time, you can come to me and have it tested. To be honest, I don't really want to rob Sherlock of the case. 】John didn't reply to the text message quickly. Lance guessed that there should be an emergency that tripped him. After all, John seems to be inseparable from his mobile phone for a moment recently.

A lot of knowledge, whether it is geography or culture or other miscellaneous questions, can be searched on the Internet, and you can get the answer you want or a reference answer in a few seconds, which is faster than expecting Sherlock to give him a detailed explanation too much.

Putting aside the fact that John didn't reply to the text message in time, pretending to be attentive, Rhett discussed the meaning of this love letter.

As a result, after discussing for a long time, there was not much progress, but it was more deeply and fully confirmed that the owner of the love letter had different feelings for Lance.

Lance couldn't help but want to cover his face and squat to the toilet. He didn't understand why he had to continue discussing with Rhett afterwards.

Lance still didn't receive John's text message until the evening, but a team of policemen was ushered in, and the group knocked on the door of Lance's house impolitely.

By the way, it happened to be dinner time at home at that time, and Lance cooked a pot of instant noodles for Reid that he stole...imported from China. Reid said he tasted a lot of additives.

Because the knock on the door was not friendly, Lance opened the door with a gun, and had a face-to-face meeting with the pair with the gun hidden behind his back.

"Sheriff Lestrade?" Lance hesitated.

Lestrade was obviously surprised by the person who opened the door, but he still couldn't help looking into the room, "Oh, Lance, why are you here, I mean..."

Lance turned sideways and gave way, trying his best to show a good-natured smile, "Sheriff, you probably mean that Mr. Holmes provided some interesting clues or something!"

Lestrade: "Well..."