[Shenxia Tongren] My dear brothers and adults

The body was taken to the hospital, and Miss Mary Burnwell was taken over by the policewomen who were present.Then Sherlock said, "I'm hungry."

While wrapping his wound, Watson replied without raising his head, "How was that one last time?"

"Not so good, I remember there was another one that was better."

"it is good."

Hypatia also went with Sherlock and the others.After sitting down and serving the food, due to the hand injury, Sherlock's paws were bandaged by Dr. Watson like a submarine sandwich. He was unable to move, so he had to be fed.Hypatia looked at the scene of the two of them feeding each other as if there was no one else around, and felt really hurtful: Those who show affection, please respect yourself, dear!

After drinking and eating, Sherlock regained his energy. He leaned on the chair and watched Watson, who was too busy feeding Sherlock, to eat. According to Hypatia's observation, the look in his eyes was so tender that it was almost horrifying. His character of hating gods and ghosts is not so gentle in his own family.

The next day, Mycroft graciously allowed Hypatia to take time off to rest at home, and then Dr. Watson also took time off to take care of Sherlock at home.Hypatia raised her face, but she already felt ten thousand beasts roaring past in her heart. I said, Doctor Watson, Sherlock just scratched the back of his hand, and he wasn’t bedridden with limited mobility. What can you do? Fake?Also, you always ask for leave more than 20 days a month?How come it hasn't been opened yet?This is too amazing, right?wrong!There are no such generous capitalists in London yet, go back and check if Mycroft ordered to take care of them.

Sherlock was fed by his sister at home, and was taken care of by a good doctor. He was in a very happy mood, and naturally he became interested in talking. He nestled in the sofa, made a pointing gesture, and said, "We are forced to start from this case." The cause is speculated from the results. Starting from the floating corpse on the Thames, although the corpse has been soaked to the point of swelling, I have carefully observed her hands."

"The hands?"

"Hands play a very important role in showing everyone's occupation. The nails on the hands are short and neatly trimmed. There are many neat knife wounds on the finger pads and palms, and there are also traces of varicose veins on the lower legs. .John, I think you are familiar with such occupations, and you see them often."

"Huh? I can often see it?" He looked up at the two present, and said, "A clerk or a detective?"

Sherlock was blocked by such a sentence, opened his mouth, but still did not start to mock, and continued: "It's a nurse!"

Then he continued: "I'm still a nurse in a hospital that can perform major operations. Don't you think that such a neat wound was caused by a scalpel? When the nurse passed the scalpel to the doctor, it was easy to get injured. From her leg From the degree of varicose veins, we can know that she often stands for a long time, and through these two, we can infer that the number of operations performed by this hospital is frequent enough. In this way, we can exclude most of the small clinics."

"Through the forensic examination, we know that this is a young woman aged 25 to 26 years old. After confirming the occupation, the identity of the victim can be easily determined: Flora Blaine, a nurse at Charing Cross Hospital." Speaking of getting up, Sherlock stood up from the sofa, walked around the living room, and drew a semicircle in the air with his pajamas fluttering.

Hypatia saw Watson looking at his brother adoringly, and said, "Fantastic!" There is no hope for the idiot fans, Watson, you will never want a girlfriend in your life!

Sherlock suppressed his complacency, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't help curling up, and continued, "You wrote down what we found out after our investigation. After I went to her house, the first thing I did was to check her personal computer. , you still seemed to disapprove for a year at that time."

"That's personal privacy..." Dr. Watson said weakly.

"Come on, the dead have no privacy, they are going to the autopsy table! Then I saw the information about the Scarlet Rose Society. After seeing the weird membership criteria, I compared the corpses and found that the rose tattoo was gone. This makes it easy to speculate that her death was clearly connected with the Rose Society."

"After that, Hypatia personally went to the Rose Society. Medical workers often buy a lot of marijuana. This can be found out by asking around in the black market. After that, Tefossy Bennett's identity came out. It's out of the water, and after finding him, it's not difficult to investigate an elder who is close to him. Hypatia went to mi5 to make a puzzle, right?"

"Yes."

"The most gratifying thing is that we found Flora Bryan's mobile phone, thanks to the enthusiastic London Underground passengers and volunteers at the Lost and Found Office."

"She..." Dr. Watson wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Sherlock just after saying a word: "I know what you want to say, Flora Bryan is not the pink lady before, she is born I was careless and left my phone in the subway.”

"what?"

"It's the same hands of hers. At first I thought she was a nurse who had just joined the job, but later I found out that she had been working for more than three years. In other words, she should be very familiar with the operation process, but her hands There are still many new stab wounds. Generally speaking, young girls attach great importance to their own hands, Hypatia, extend your hand."

"Eh? Oh." Hearing this, Hypatia obediently stretched out her white and tender paws. Sherlock walked up to her and held her paws, saying: "Look at these hands, hope Parthia probably spends hundreds of pounds a month on it.

Dr. Watson stepped forward and took a look. Hypatia's hands were smooth and white.Slender and delicate, with long nails, painted with crimson nail polish, they look very delicate and elegant.

"Of course, that girl may not be as extravagant as Hypatia, but young girls always have certain qualities in common. Plus this phone was lost in the subway, I don't think she took us to a fixed line. What does the subway line you walk do."

"Okay, I see, what's next?"

Sherlock smiled triumphantly, and then Dr. Watson, who was beside him, handed over the milk very smoothly for feeding.Then, Sherlock was about to continue talking before even wiping off the white milk marks on his mouth.Hypatia wanted to hide her face and run around, what was this weird feeling of feeding and updating.

"Okay, let's go back to the previous question. Flora Bryan's mobile phone brought out Rebecca Evan, a mi5 agent who had been dead for three years. I don't believe that there is any supernatural power in this world. The human world is enough for me. I went to explore, there is no need to open up a new front, so what I thought was: someone has stolen the name of Rebecca Evan."

"I was just thinking of going into the house to look through Tefossy Bennett's personal computer to see what I could get. Who knows, Hypatia made him a good crime. The murder of the mi5 agent is more serious. But it affects national security. We can investigate logically. I have already found out the father's identity, but I was actually defrauding him. Who knew that he would recruit all of them without deception. In fact, I just let him The bums are just going to keep an eye on Princeberry."

Everyone present understood that, after all, Prince Beili was Tefusy Bennett's close elder besides his parents, and it was completely normal for Sherlock to be stared at.

"After that, we found several cardboard boxes of human skin from Princeberry's house. You think it's disgusting, but if you look at it carefully, you will find that the cuts on it are very neat. Could it be Is it a doctor? No, of course not. I knew it was not when I saw the preservation materials. Those are coarse salt. It is easier to get coarse salt. This thing is probably a sailor, and the subcutaneous tissue and fat attached to the human skin have been removed. If it is very clean, then if it is not a doctor, it should be a butcher, and a butcher and a doctor are actually similar, but one kills animals and the other kills people."

"Oh, Sherlock," said Dr. Watson.

"Okay, I will continue, and then through the mailing address obtained from Princeberry, we can know that the place where the letter is sent is mainly the seaport, so this person must be the cook on the sea ship."

"Although, we know that this person is the cook on board, but there are so many cooks on board, we can't possibly investigate them all. And the thread on the Scarlet Rose Society is broken, so we can only go back to another thread Enter; Rebecca Evan."

"Modern society is indifferent. The mi5 staff sent a white envelope and pension to the apartment where Rebecca Evan died, and then her landlord didn't even open it after learning about her death letter. Send this together with the relics to Rebecca Evan's most used contact address during her lifetime, which is the orphanage where she lived when she was a child. In the end, it all went to her father. Her father must have learned about it from her relics Something, so retaliation was launched."

"Afterwards, John, you will be very clear. We went together to find the birthplace of Rebecca Evan, and Hypatia also confirmed the murder list of Jim Brownler. Finally, we went to the pier together Jim Brownler was arrested, of course, but unfortunately he committed suicide. Now, do you have any questions for me to answer?"

"One thing, why do those girls go to hell after seeing Rebecca Evan die with their own eyes?"

"Smoking too much marijuana can lead to hallucinations and paranoid personalities. They have been obsessed with these ghosts and death before."

"Then why did Jim Brownler kill them? They are actually quite innocent."

"Doctor, people who ignore it are not innocent." Hypatia said, "Besides, you need an introducer to join the club. Maybe Jim Brownler didn't know who brought his daughter to death, so he started killing."

"Okay, Sherlock, after you've said this once, I totally get it, it's time for me to update my blog."

"Oh, my God, your blog." Sherlock rolled his eyes, lay down on the sofa, and said sullenly, "I advise you not to."

"What's the matter? I remember that [-]% of the sentences in my blog are praising you."

"Oh no, I don't care, I just know you should have explained more to the public how to reason instead of telling those silly pink stories that make me feel like Euclid's theorem with romance! "

"Sherlock!" Dr. Watson also sulked while leaning on the sofa, and stopped talking to him.

Hypatia thought from the side, it's okay for Sherlock to be arrogant, Dr. Watson, why are you so arrogant? !