[Shenxia Tongren] My dear brothers and adults

Dr. Watson saw that the conversation between the siblings had turned to an unharmonious aspect, and just about to say something to make a fuss, Sherlock received a text message: Cocolan's blog address, Facebook address, etc. were written on it.

Seeing this, Sherlock asked, "Hypatia, lend me your hand."

"And yours?"

"No, it's impossible to bring such a cumbersome thing to rescue people." Then Sherlock briefly explained the case to her.

"Okay." Hypatia replied, holding out his hand.

Afterwards, after they saw her blog entry, the two froze together.Dr. Watson poked his head curiously, and found that all the characters on it were densely packed with square characters. No matter how versatile Sherlock is, he is not yet proficient in Chinese.He looked at the two rare dumb faces and couldn't help laughing out loud.

When Sherlock and the others heard the laughter, they turned their heads to look at the past together. Those two pairs of big round eyes made Dr. Watson laugh again. This dumb look is really cute!He reached out and stroked Sherlock's curly hair, and said, "Are we going to find a Chinese teacher?"

Sherlock reacted, poked Hypatia and said, "Hypatia, haven't you learned Chinese before?"

"I learn Chinese just to read recipes, and it's too difficult for you to read these."

"Just looking at recipes, what Chinese are you learning?!"

"Otherwise, where do you think those fried dumplings you ate came from? Are they all takeaways?" Hearing this, Hypatia also poked Sherlock's stomach.

"Take a look as much as you can, or I'll go to Chinatown to find an interpreter."

"Okay." Hypatia magnified the screen a bit, trying to alleviate the fear of the densely packed unfamiliar text, and then stammered: "faxifafifamentin." Said: "For this, I There is only one meaning that can be drawn: the flowers are withering."

"Such a long sentence has only one meaning?"

"Yes."

"These lovely Chinese people, can't they speak more concisely? Go on."

"The flowers are gone, and I'm very sad."

"repeated."

"This sentence also means the same thing."

Sherlock looked at Hypatia with a look of embarrassment, and Hypatia looked back at her and said: "The meaning of these two sentences is the same."

"That is to say, the lovely Chinese people use fourteen syllables, two commas, and a full stop, just to describe a natural phenomenon?!"

"Yes."

"It's a good thing I'm learning English. Go on."

"The flowers near her house withered, and then she came to Los Angeles."

"I repeated it for the third time. What is the special meaning of 'the flower has faded'?" Sherlock began to grind the floor tiles in circles.

"I don't know, I'm just following along."

"It's okay, you can continue."

"I'm going to get a job here, like sister Carrie (Sister Carrie), and live a good life."

"Who is sister Carrie?" Sherlock asked.

Hypatia quickly Googled and said: "The name of an American novel about a vain little girl who falls into a mistress and then struggles to become an opera star."

"Boring, go on."

Hypatia translated it word by word, and finally said: "I hope that damn Mexican can let me go, and stop chasing me like a prey."

Sherlock woke up suddenly when he heard the words, and said, "When is this log?"

"Nearly two weeks ago, on April 4th."

"So the little girl was followed as soon as she came to Los Angeles?" said Dr. Watson. "There was a Mexican stalker watching her?"

"To be honest, normal people usually choose to call the police and go home when encountering such a thing. They will never stay in a dilapidated hotel without leaving. So, I have another idea."

"what?"

"Her boyfriend is Mexican."

"why?"

"He is still a strong and conquering man." Hypatia interjected.

"Why? How did you find out?"

"A whole diary of sorrowful springs and autumns came up with this sentence at the end? Do you think it was sent by a little girl when her life was threatened? I think it's more like a silly girl's post. For her boyfriend A sweet whining relentlessly pursued."

"You know this?! It's amazing."

"Oh, John, when necessary, I am very reasonable, and I know very well about normal people. Because 8% of the cases are done by normal people."

"Since you understand, why are you trying to act like a jerk?"

"That's not pretending."

"what is that?"

Sherlock didn't answer, and Dr. Watson couldn't get the answer. He turned to look at Hypatia, and Hypatia mouthed: "Nature." Well, this little bastard never intended to change for normal people. Take a look at yourself.

Sherlock thought for a while, and said, "Hypatia, look at her previous diary. See if she has written her purpose for coming here."

"Let me see." Hypatia glanced at the Chinese characters and complained: "This is more tiring than reading a day's documents. I swear I will never read Chinese again."

"As long as you don't forget how to make my fried dumplings." Sherlock replied casually.

"Sherlock, you are always in a state of needing to be beaten all the time, which is really amazing." Hypatia squeezed out this sentence through gritted teeth.

"Pfft." Dr. Watson said with a smile, "How's it going?"

"There is no valuable discovery. She came here to find a job. She received an interview notice before, and then she went to a local winery in California for an interview, near Santa Monica." Hypatia found A pen wrote down a string of English, "The address is this."

"Oh, and it turns out that her Chinese name is Lin Miaoshen, isn't it a mouthful?"

"Anything else?"

"Nothing."

"Okay, we'll go to this winery in the afternoon and interrogate the people in the hotel. This requires the cooperation of the Los Angeles Police Department. The problem is that they don't seem to be willing to do this."

"Oh, come on, this is not a problem." Hypatia rolled her eyes and said.

"Not because of this."

"Ok?"

"Their resistance was so weird and so obvious."

"Say."

"When we went to watch the surveillance video in the elevator today, they actually used ghosts to explain. Is this the quality that a policeman should have for 30 years? No matter how stupid he is, his IQ should be above the average level, right? Come to such a conclusion? It's too strange."

"Is that girl still involved in some state secrets? So the Los Angeles Police Department won't let you continue to investigate?" Dr. Watson joked with a bit of speculation.

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"Oh no, of course not, I think I get it."

"Understand what?"

"You just said that Los Angeles doesn't want me to continue the investigation. Why? There must be something hidden in that hotel. What is behind that hotel?"

"Um, collusion between the government and the business?" Dr. Watson said, "It's not worth it. If the hotel has broken down to this extent, paying protection money to the police station will only lead to its closure faster."

"Of course it's some more lucrative business." Sherlock licked his lips and said, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"I don't understand," said Dr. Watson.

"What don't you understand?"

"Too much. I've been in a daze since you rolled around on the rooftop today."

Hearing this, Sherlock sneered, but still explained patiently: "Because the wind blows on the roof for a long time and it is located in the urban area, it is covered with thin dust. The footprints of people sent by the fbi, the footprints of firefighters, and some very interesting marks were found."

"Ok?"

He picked up a pen and drew three triangle-shaped circles on the paper, "This is what I found on the ground, near the water tower."

"what is this?"

"I don't know yet. The ash inside that circle is particularly thin, but the ash around the circle is thicker. What conclusion do you have about this?"

"Uh, there was something there that had three legs."

"Very good, continue."

"Something like a triangular table? But we didn't see it when we picked up the corpse yesterday."

"There is another one. That thing should have been there for a long time. You can tell by the distribution of the dust."

"Yes, why put a table there for a long time? Or, instead of a table, what is the base with such three legs?"

"Yes, a tripod for the camera." Hypatia interjected.

After Sherlock and Dr. Watson heard this, their eyes lit up, they looked at each other, and cheered, "excellent!"

"But what's the tripod doing there? Taking pictures? Long term?"

"No, no, it's just like a tripod, but it's not."

"Okay, go ahead, I still have a bunch of questions."

"Okay. As I said in the morning, the water tower rarely holds water. Then I also found that the lid of the water tower was clean, not much dust, and even the hinge connecting the lid and the water tower was clean. Then you also know this This hotel has two water systems. What did you think?"

"The lid is often opened, but the water tower should be kept sealed to ensure the sanitation of the water. And even the hotel owner is involved in this matter." Dr. Watson also considered carefully.

"Indeed, there is no water in the water tower, and the lid is often opened, so there should be other things in it."

"But why was it filled with water when we fished out the corpse yesterday?!"

"It's really strange, we can go to the hotel and ask."

"Will they answer?"

"Maybe will."

Hearing this vague answer, Dr. Watson thought of the strange tripod mark, the water tower without water, and the strange video. He deeply felt that the answer was hidden in the fog and hard to reach.The girl's death may be just an introduction, and there are darker crimes and secrets behind it.