[Shenxia Tongren] My dear brothers and adults

Hypatia looked at the sky, and said to Sherlock who was eager to invade the British postal network: "I'm going to Mycroft's for dinner tonight, do you want to join me?"

Hearing this, Sherlock said in disgust, "No!"

"Oh, don't be like this, Mycroft's has fresh salmon and asparagus, come and try."

"Looking at the devil king, I won't be able to eat it."

"Forget it, I don't care about you, anyway, you don't like to eat, I will pack some cakes for you in the evening." After she finished speaking, she happily asked Lestrade: "Mr. Inspector, what do you not like?" Is there something to eat?"

"No, thank you for your trouble." Lestrade replied, the feeling of switching from criminal investigation to household chores was a bit strange.

"Okay, then I'm leaving." Hypatia smiled and said goodbye.

When he reached Palmer Street, Mycroft was already off work, wearing a dressing gown, sitting on the sofa and listening to Hypatia's narration of today's events: "It seems that you are very interested in this? "

"It's true, Rebecca Evan died too strangely."

"Sherlock will always say it if he comes to a conclusion, but nothing has happened recently. If he finds you, you can make things easier for him."

"it is good."

"You suspect the case has something to do with Moriarty?"

"Yes."

"Alright, through this case, I can also see who leaked the secret. You can be more convenient with Sherlock. When he owes more, let him help us upgrade the firewall."

"Alright."

"You just said that Sherlock took Gregor's pocket again?"

"Yes."

Mycroft smiled, turned the ring on his hand and said, "He must be itchy, how about another anti-drug later?"

"what?"

"Let's talk about it after your business trip," said Mycroft.

At this time, Lestrade came back from get off work. When he came in, he saw Hypatia standing next to Mycroft with his hands down and listening to instructions. He couldn't help but joked, "Do you have to work overtime again tonight?"

"Of course not, let's get ready to eat." Mycroft sent Hypatia to the kitchen, got up and said.

When Hypatia returned to Baker Street in the evening, she found that Sherlock and Watson had just returned. Dr. Watson was sitting on the sofa with a takeaway and munching, while Sherlock was standing in front of the world map and gesticulating.

Seeing this, Hypatia didn't want to disturb Sherlock, so she asked Dr. Watson, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, I'm so lucky this time. When Sherlock was checking those disgusting boxes, people from Scotland Yard searched Professor Bailey's house to find the mailing addresses of those boxes, and Sherlock wrote them down."

"So that's the case, did he eat anything?"

"Two pieces of mushrooms, I don't want to eat more."

"..." Hypatia looked at the mushroom fried noodles in Dr. Watson's bowl and said nothing. He walked over to Sherlock and heard him chattering: "Liverpool, Dundee, Pondichet Rui, they are all seaports, so the murderer is at sea. The cut is smooth and flat, butcher? No, the cook on board is right. Hypatia, I want the information of these missing persons, the more detailed the better."

Hypatia was taken aback by his sudden yelling, and said, "This is a bit difficult."

"You can do it, I believe in you."

"You better not believe that."

Sherlock pulled his lips and smiled, and then said: "There is also information about Rebecca Evan."

"Didn't I give it all to you?"

"Not enough, let's check Rebecca Evan's first, this one is easier to get, where are her parents?"

"She's an orphan."

"Oh, both parents are dead?"

"Um, no, she was abandoned."

"Then go and check. I'll go to the orphanage tomorrow to check. You go and check her possible relatives, her friends and so on."

"Okay," Hypatia replied.

The boss opened his mouth, and the subordinates ran away. Although Hypatia was not so strict that the people below ran away, the people under him also hurriedly did it, and it was not difficult.Her subordinates found Rebecca Evan's college classmates and asked them carefully, and found that Rebecca Evan had received two anonymous large donations when she was studying in front of her. This can be regarded as a clue. Could it be the illegitimate daughter of a rich man?This is also a clue.

Scotland Yard has sent new confessions from Pressberry and Tefusy Bennett: Most of the people who lost contact with Scarlet Rose were Rebecca's former friends.Seeing this, Hypatia had an idea, and took off the list, excluding those who had withdrawn by themselves and those who were still alive, and asked people to find the relatives of the missing people, and made a dna comparison with those human skins.

Sherlock, on the other hand, had more to gain. He and Watson went to a community orphanage in Brighton, where Rebecca Evan had lived for 18 years.The administrator of the orphanage, Mrs. Forrester, is a very kind lady who has served the orphanage for more than 30 years. It can be said that she watched Rebecca Evan grow up. Scoffing at the notion of self-harm, she said: "Rebecca is a good girl, she wouldn't do something like that."

Sherlock said: "I think so too, can you describe more about her?"

"Actually, there is nothing to say. It was in the summer of 1973. In the middle of the night, I heard the cry of a baby. Then I came out and saw a baby on the steps. She looked very healthy and cute. It's amazing. Understand why there are such irresponsible parents."

"Is the swaddle still there?"

"Oh yes, you need to see?"

"Okay, show me."

Sherlock looked over and over at the small printed quilt, thinking, from the rough material, this family is very poor, and this pattern is "snake"?It was very avant-garde at that time, so her parents were young people who pursued avant-garde at that time, young people from poor families, oh, maybe they gave birth to a child out of wedlock, or even a minor, so this child was abandoned.Putting down the small quilt, he held up the small basket to look at it again. The small wicker basket, the gaps in the basket are the easiest to hide dirt and pollen. It is very good, just take a trip to the laboratory in a while.Then he asked: "Did Rebecca's name come with her or was it later?"

"Oh, there's a little note stuck in her quilt."

"Oh, thank you very much." Sherlock said, standing up to leave.

"Oh, wait a minute, sir, there is something I must tell you."

"Ok?"

"There was a white envelope sent with Rebecca's belongings before, and there was a check and Rebecca's dead letter inside."

"Oh, is it? Anything else?"

"Oh, yes. A gentleman came here about two years ago and took the envelope away."

"Take it away? Do you have any impression? Or, did he leave his name?"

"Of course I have an impression. He said he was a relative of Rebecca. I couldn't believe him. He didn't look like a decent person. Rebecca is a good girl. How could there be such a disrespectful relative? ..."

Sherlock rolled his eyes when he heard such a long list.Dr. Watson quickly interrupted: "Okay, ma'am, what does that gentleman look like?"

"I have to think, he's a middle-aged man with dark skin, almost rude, with a smooth shaved jaw, and when he came in, I smelled a strange smell: like dead fish and cats It smells like mixed food and speaks very rudely. He is not a pleasant guy. But he was very sad when he heard that Rebecca died! Crying hard here. Such a big man crying like a baby generally."

"Name, did he leave his name?"

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have allowed him to take Rebecca's things. I'll show you." Mrs. Forrester said, and began to rummage through the drawers, and finally found a crumpled register , finding that day two years ago, said: "Jim Brownler."

Sherlock smiled smugly when he heard this, stood up and turned around to leave.Watson hurriedly thanked Mrs. Forrester, and then followed him away.

After returning to London, Sherlock took the wicker basket and immediately went to the laboratory of Barts Hospital. With the help of electron microscopes and computers, he found Rebecca's real birthplace by analyzing dust, soil and pollen: Liverpool.

There are thousands of Jim Brownlers in Liverpool, but there are not many middle-aged men who once fell in love with a girl named Rebecca Evan and are now cooks on sea ships. Sherlock was soon among the Liverpool police. With the help, the target was locked: Jim Brownler, the crew chef of the Five Years, who was also Rebecca's biological father.

At the same time, the latest investigation report came from Hypatia: Through the comparison of the scope of Rebecca Evan and the deceased Flora Bryan's former friends, combined with Princeberry's confession, and confirmed by DNA, those who The human skins belonged to Rebecca Evan's former friends.The skin of the previous deceased, Flora Brian, was impressively inside.But now, there is only one friend left that Rebecca met in the Scarlet Rose Club: Mary Burnwell, a salesperson from Harrods.