{Fuhua}Stop it Sherlock

The child opened those ice blue eyes, and Sherlock understood.

"Are you the detective he's looking for?" the child asked in a confused voice.The voice is soft and waxy, not like the trembling high-pitched voice that is mechanically processed on the phone.

"How do you know?" Sherlock touched the top of the child's hair, and the soft hair gave Sherlock a feeling he had never felt before.

"Your smell, and, you have this in your pocket," said the kid, pulling out Sherlock's magnifying glass, "not any model I've seen in an orphanage. You've got a gun in your pants, and you're defenseless against me, But your eyes tell me that you are not a person who trusts people easily, which proves that you know my situation," the child slowed down, Sherlock motioned him to continue, the child reached out and touched Sherlock's cheekbones, "Don't trust orphans"

"You're not an orphan anymore." Sherlock looked at this little guy who could take things out of his pockets, and thought it would be interesting that Lestrade would lose his penis more frequently in the future.Also, the kid was exactly what he wanted. "Publius·W·Holmes" Publius, a politician in ancient Rome.Sherlock felt that the child suited the name.

The author has something to say: Ahem, Mo Niang's appearance is over, and she will appear again later, trying to make up a few cases in Mo Niang's style.Welcome to collection, I am the depositor of today's welfare distribution ~

☆、Publius Holmes

What is the result of having an extra child in the family?Don't think that Sherlock will move all his experiments away, don't expect that the house will be tidier, and don't expect that Sherlock will restrain his poisonous tongue when he encounters a boring case. Locke's icy blue eyes looked at you hopelessly.John has no idea about this nominal, legal father and son.

Mycroft didn't agree with Sherlock, who was still a child, to adopt a child, which would increase John's workload, and McCoff didn't think Sherlock would educate a child well.However, one word from Pulis (Publius) made Mycroft decide to keep the child.

When I saw this child for the first time, it was Mycroft who came to deliver the proof of household registration to the child, and his brother was the only one who could labor him to do such trivial things.

"Pliss, go thank your uncle." Mycroft looked at the little guy who was turned upside down. The clothes on his body were mid-to-high-end, but they were absolutely comfortable. They should have been chosen by Sherlock, but John picked them.The soles of the shoes are still stained with an unknown solution. It seems that Sherlock's newly purchased experimental equipment is for this child, but doesn't Sherlock know how to buy a children's version?Definitely not suitable for raising children.There are no snack crumbs on the collar, which proves that Sherlock still teaches the basics, but John's chocolate pie has become more and more delicious recently.Manicured nails, neat clothes, and decent habits, this child knows how to use all resources.very smart.

"Prince?"

"Pliss, not Prince, uncle, the name my father gave me is Publius, a politician in ancient Rome." Ever since he fell out with his younger brother because of different ambitions when he was a child, Mycroft never felt that he Feel like now.Moreover, the smile that flashed on the kid's face afterwards made McCaughey think that this was a born politician.

Mrs. Hudson is very fond of this little guy who is only nine years old, not only because this kid is cute and cute, but also makes people feel distressed inexplicably. Those ice blue eyes and light golden hair are obviously The color is deserted, but combined with the smile on the corner of the child's mouth and the soft voice, it is unusually sunny.

Speaking of one thing that has always made Mycroft curious, well, everyone is curious. The two people who are obviously not related by blood have surprisingly consistent eyes and expressions during the experiment. After John first discovered this matter, they I told Mrs. Hudson, so it is a common problem for all Mrs. Hudson's age in the world to like to tell the jokes of the children in the family to others. So, soon everyone knew, and McCoff even sent a special gift. For the residents of 211B, it is surveillance video.

In it, Sherlock and Pulis are cooperating or Sherlock is teaching Pulis to dissect a human head. Although the picture of the father and son is very harmonious and beautiful, Pulis's smile when he is praised is combined with a serious look and Sherlock unconsciously flashed satisfaction, the whole video can be said to be beautiful.But if you ignore what they dissect, the human head.

"Sherlock Holmes!" John looked at the Holmes father and son who were silent and wanted to slip away.Mrs. Hudson pursed her lips and smiled. Since having this child, Mrs. John has become more and more imposing.

"Daddy~" Price walked up to John and gave him a big hug, looking at him pitifully with those ice blue eyes.Then I saw the flaming mountain behind Mrs. John continue to sleep.

"Pliss is really a kid, and he learned very well from you." Mrs. Hudson saw Pulis's perfect copy of Sherlock's eyes and felt that life would not be boring in the future.

Sherlock looked at the little guy and nodded.To hide it, in fact, there are many times when John is deliberately angry to see the eyes of the little guy. Every time he will have a weird feeling at this time, as if he is being watched by someone.

Sherlock's website still has more clicks than commissions, but it is still slightly less popular than John's blog. Sherlock watched him show off nearly 1895 hits in eight hours. Sherlock looked at [-] and felt dazed. After a moment, it was not a good sign, so Sherlock looked away.

Four months later, Mrs. Hudson finally couldn't help snatching Pulis from Sherlock's clutches. Looking at this little guy who had already taken shape, Mrs. Hudson couldn't help but marvel at Sherlock's influence on people.

"Ms. Hudson, I have already found a good school for him." After receiving the news, Mycroft rushed from the office to 221B, "All Holmes are the same."

Mrs. Hudson has no right to refute this big Sherlock Holmes, because he always has something to say, and the theory is more annoying than Sherlock.

Sherlock watched the confrontation downstairs and picked up his phone.

'Don't spoil my son, SH'

Mycroft took out his mobile phone, glanced upstairs, and called Sherlock's mobile phone.Turning around, he asked Puliss, "Price, would you like to go to your father's school?"

Now is the time for Prince to worship his father, especially the two of the Holmes family, and his Daddy, so he is naturally happy to hear this. "Of course I would!"

McCoff smiled and hung up.Sherlock's mouth drooped upstairs, and John came from the kitchen and saw, "What's wrong?"

"My son was kidnapped."

"Sherlock, you really don't suit this expression." John looked at Sherlock who had finally grown from eight years old, maybe two years less, to 16 years old.

Sherlock blinked, crossing one of his suspects off.

The author has something to say: Mr. Short and Warm, this chapter is mainly to insert this child. The prototype is taken from the little Roman prince in the movie The Great Army. When watching movies, I really like and feel sorry for this child.

☆、Girls bathroom

Sherlock naturally knew where Mycroft sent Pulis. It is undeniable that Holmes of all generations started from there. It is a good place, and in Holmes' eyes, it is very suitable for children.But this must not be told to Mrs. Hudson and John.Sherlock only said that they went to a boarding school, and there was no summer vacation every year, only Christmas vacation and quarterly rewards, and it was possible to go home.This rule made John raise his eyebrows, seeming serious.

Sherlock returned to his previous habits, but occasionally he still left some peripheral data and waited for Pulis to come back to calculate. Sherlock imitated his own website and got a scoring software for John's blog and a client to handle the business, which was less than seven points Absolutely not to go to the case.

To be honest, this makes John's blog a lot lighter, but John suspects that Sherlock has moved his blog in other ways, because the number of hits has always remained at 1895.

"Sherlock, tell the truth, are you jealous?" John looked at Sherlock who was commissioned to delete according to the star rating on his website.Although the number of hits on the website is good, Sherlock is unwilling to accept many commissions.

"I'm trying to find a way to increase the gold content of the client." Sherlock is clearing up cases below three stars. He is a private detective, but it doesn't mean looking for cats and dogs. He is also looking for him to help a little girl solve her emotional problems.

Sherlock cleaned up the website for a while, the word boring flashed through his mind, and then turned his head to John, "Is there anything interesting in your place today?"

"Yes, do you want to take a look." John turned the computer over.

"Send it to me directly." Sherlock nestled on the sofa without moving.Curling his lips, for a dead house, he can't move if he can.

"It's really hard to imagine that you can't exercise as much as your brother, but you haven't grown a belly." John forwarded the help request on the blog to Sherlock, and gained a new understanding of the laziness of this lover.

"If he can get rid of sweets, he will catch up with the Inspector." Sherlock clicked on the file.

"Inspector? Lestrade?" John turned his head.

"Yes, who else would it be, Dimock?" Sherlock looked at John with a look that you don't want to tease me.

"... When did you become so familiar with Inspector Dimock?" For this person who has been unable to remember the name of Lestrade, who often cooperates, any one or two months comes out of his mouth. The names of people who have never met before are very strange, except, of course, Moriarty.In this regard, Sherlock's explanation is that as long as you can see it, you still remember it.

"Just saw it." Sherlock pointed to the article, "It's under Dimoke's jurisdiction."

The case is very simple. A female student was found dead in the bathroom of the school, but the school concealed the news and told the family that the student committed suicide, but the student's parents did not believe it, nor did one of her roommates, so they found Dimoke. , but there are very few traces at the scene, and it can only be suicide based on all the evidence that can be found so far.So Dimock asked them to go to Sherlock, and he was responsible for protecting the scene.But the detective didn't have Sherlock's contact information. The deceased's roommate quickly found John's blog, and it was rated as a seven-point case because of keywords such as murder, scene, etc. Obviously, the students and women in it The students' narrations gave points to this commission.Because of a sentence mentioned in this article, this is already the fourth incident that happened in their school within ten years.The girl died in the bathroom with only a wound on her wrist and very little blood.If it is a description of a normal adult, with these keywords, the score may be higher.

Sherlock nodded and asked John "Going?"

"That's what you're wearing?" John looked at the nightgown wrapped around Sherlock.

"Of course not." Sherlock went back to his room to change while John got up to prepare a quick dinner when he came back in the evening.Even though it's only morning.If the case is easy, it is just right to come back at night, and if the case is difficult, it means that there is no need to sleep at night.

What is Sherlock's favorite mode of transportation?

The answer, of course, is a taxi!

Sherlock actually began to consider whether to take several cases of taxi drivers, maybe for free in the future.Well, he exposed, this is what his previous clients were used to, such as Mrs. Hudson, such as Angelo, such as the Italian boss.

After arriving at the place, Sherlock showed the receptionist Lestrade's penis, and gave John one by the way.

The police officer who didn't check the photos carefully let him go, so when Dimock saw Sherlock at the scene, his first sentence was to transfer the police officer away.Let a person who is obviously not a policeman enter the scene, this time it is Sherlock, and next time, Dimmock looked at the wronged subordinate and felt that it really lowered the overall level.

Since the parents of the students did not withdraw the case, the police cordon area has been in place.Although the security zone was only closed on the third day after the accident, the scene was not preserved because the girls did not dare to come here to take a bath.

Sherlock glanced at the scene, "Come on John, let's go to the victim's bedroom."

"What's wrong?" John looked into the bathroom, er well, he shouldn't have asked.

"Even if I were the only consulting detective, it would be impossible to analyze anything from a crime scene that has been cleaned many times." Sherlock's trench coat draws a good arc, proving that the owner of the trench coat is now angry.

John looked at Dimock who was in a hurry, and gave a silent look.Dimock looked at Sherlock, who was full of depression, and instantly understood.

The school was on a lunch break, and the roommates in the deceased's dormitory came back from get out of class and mourned in their own dormitory.Accompanied by the housekeeper, Dimock took Sherlock and John to the dead man's bedroom.The bedroom is for three people.There is only one girl living now, that girl Ada who does not believe that the deceased committed suicide.Because I can't accept that there is always a dead thing in the dormitory, and it remains the same as before, this is really a bit scary for a girl who is still in middle school.So another girl in the same dormitory temporarily moved home.

The arrangement of the deceased was still the same as that of the last night, and even the pages of the book hadn't changed. Sherlock nodded. This scene is really well preserved.It seems that someone has been deliberately keeping the evidence.

From the photos left by the deceased, it can be seen that this is a beautiful girl with long chestnut wavy hair, big eyes, high nose bridge, and full lips.Judging from his living habits, he is a groupie, and has the habit of keeping a diary. He has a crush on someone in the class, maybe a blond boy.She lives a luxurious life, but she is very specialized, and has a record of buying experimental equipment, but this girl obviously doesn't like this.

Knowing that Sherlock is here to investigate the cause of her roommate's death, the girl named Ada immediately became excited, "Camila will not commit suicide!"

"Yes, girl. We know, so we came here and hope you can help us." John comforted the little girl.Don't expect Sherlock to comfort her, he can only tell from the appearance of the little girl's clothes that this girl named Ada is imitating Camilla.Including dyed flaxen hair to chestnut, had lip augmentation surgery, had the corners of the eyes opened, and even bought jewelry similar to the style of the deceased.

"Yes, Yes." Ada took a steady breath, then took out a notebook from her schoolbag, "This is Camilla's diary. The school came to look for it, and I hid it."

"You are very smart." Sherlock took the notebook and smiled at the little girl, the kind of smile that made Jasmine fascinated.

"I believe she will not commit suicide." Ada blushed, "I have always believed." The girl recovered quickly, "I will help you whatever you need."

"Who does Camila like to meet at school? Who do you suspect?" Dimock looked at Sherlock, who was very displeased with the little girl's beauty trick. Sherlock cheated away.

"Camila likes, the professor, the historical document administrator, and Alice in the same class. I have no doubts, but this is definitely not suicide. In our school, within ten years, four girls have died in the bathroom " Ada recalled carefully.

Sherlock turned to look out the window, and a woman in uniform was walking towards the dormitory building.

"Your director is here." Seeing Ada's obvious trembling, Sherlock raised his eyebrows.

"How do you know it's the director?" John looked out the window, and the woman had already entered.

"The directors are the same all over the UK." Sherlock looked at the middle-aged woman who appeared at the door. She was strict, maintained the school rules, and sought self-esteem from the students. A few wanted to be the headmaster, but most liked to control these students.

"You're right." Looking at the female director in front of him, John inexplicably remembered the male director with almost the same temperament when he was in school, and couldn't help standing at attention.Seeing that John and Dimock had almost the same reaction, Sherlock began to reflect on when he was doing experiments in the dormitory, the director stood at attention when he saw him.

The author has something to say: the first small case that he made up, the author's logic is flawed, please pat.Today should be a chapter in half an hour. I don’t know what time it will be until the post is over. Those who have something to do in the afternoon can read it tomorrow, and those who have nothing to do in the afternoon can take this as a pastime in the afternoon.I am the keeper who continues to work~

☆、Genius?

The director seriously questioned Dimock why he brought two irrelevant people into the school dormitory. Dimock looked at Sherlock, who didn't say anything.

"We accepted the invitation of the deceased's parents to investigate the cause of their daughter's death. It is a legal investigation." John stepped forward. Although the director gave him the impression that he recalled his childhood memories, after all, he came from the battlefield. .The speed of recovery was no slower than that of Sherlock, who was unresponsive.

"Who are you?" The director looked at Sherlock, without any doubt, it was a matter of aura.Moreover, the director has a magical special ability to distinguish who is a bad boy and who is an accomplice.Especially a little brother like Dimock's performance.

"Since the deceased's parents are inviting the only consulting detective in the world, then I am, and my assistant." Sherlock held out his hand to the Director. "Sherlock Holmes and John Watson. It is an honor to meet you, Ma'am. "

"I don't care who you are," the Director simply shook Sherlock's hand. "You are not allowed to enter the student's dormitory without the principal's permission."

"Are you talking about this?" Sherlock showed the approval slip in his hand, which clearly showed the headmaster's signature and the words permission to enter.However, the content was withdrawn before the director could take a closer look.Sherlock winked at John, good, John received it.

"In order to show respect for the school, we will leave soon, as long as we have a certain amount of time to find what we want." John invited the director out of the door, and Ada looked at Sherlock and John like a hero, until the director disappeared .

"Now, customary inquiry. When was the last time you saw the dead?" Sherlock held the information Dimock handed him.

"The day before the body was discovered, of course, we were roommates!" Ada's reaction was a little strange.

"Who do you think the dead last saw?" Sherlock and Ida played word games.

"Alice. They are often together." Ada said it without much reaction.

"What kind of person is Camilla?"

"Kind, sunny, like literature." Ada looked out the window.

"Who did the deceased have conflicts with?"

"No, she and everyone are fine." Ada shook her head.

"Okay, we will notify you if necessary." Sherlock smiled again.Dimock looked at him without flipping through the documents in his hand.The expression is puzzled.Sherlock looked at the detective who hesitated to speak.

"When did you get the principal's approval note?" Dimock believed that Sherlock had never met the principal.

"Just now." Sherlock sorted out the evidence that needs to be taken away, and then pulled John up, "Let's go, we must abide by the agreement between you and the director."

"The credibility of what comes out of your mouth is very low." John rolled his eyes, especially since Sherlock had just attacked the director.Sherlock pouted in disbelief.

Dimock wanted to follow, but was stopped by Sherlock, "Inspector, you need to help investigate a blond boy named Kerr or Kervin, who is in the same class as the deceased. He likes to do experiments, and his height is about 1 meters About. Also, I need the information of the girl who died in the bathroom ten years ago in this school."

"OK, all right."

Sherlock and John did not leave the school, but went to the school's historical documents room.The person who manages the historical documents is an old man in his 50s. He likes to smoke and use pipes. He rides a bicycle to exercise on weekends. He has a medium-sized dog.

"Hello, we are the clerks sent by the National Archives Bureau to collect the history of the school over 100 years ago. It's a pleasure to meet you." Sherlock is a scholar with his glasses on. Temperament need not hide.Clearly, however, there is a huge difference between a researcher and a documentarian.It's like a university teacher can always tell whether you are in the laboratory or the library.

John watched the lab assistant talk to the librarian, and John saw it clearly from the eyes of the old man, but the old man chose to cooperate, so let things go on so smoothly.

Sherlock heard John talk about it later, but don't expect him to read people's minds.That belongs to the category of high emotional intelligence, and his hard drive brain doesn't need too much of this thing.

Sherlock successfully obtained the school's information and got some information about the deceased. For example, the girl who loves literature is the same as the previous deceased, and she likes boys who love experiments. For example, the girl Ada who is very similar to the deceased, Like the blond guy as well, and that blond guy always brings different girls to the Archives because it's the least crowded.

"Find a place to rest and come back at night." Sherlock left the school and walked into a nearby cafe.This kind of cafe around the school is the best place to collect gossip, but Sherlock likes it because it tastes like John's cooking.John obviously saw the reason for Sherlock's choice, but he didn't expose it. Instead, he came here to collect intelligence according to this awkward detective.

After entering the coffee shop, the beautiful waitress recommended a couple package to the two, but John rejected it. "The food here is for students, it's too sweet to be cloying." Sherlock made a frightened expression, then ordered a cup of black coffee, two sugars, a cheesecake and a cup of black coffee for John.Looking at the waiter's expression, John calmly said, listen to him.

Sherlock took a sip of coffee, which smelled like it, and tasted much worse.Then push the cup away.

It is class time now, and there are not many people, so the movement at the door can easily attract the attention of others.A blond boy in school uniform trousers walked in intimately with a girl who was obviously younger than him.Sherlock frowned, this could not be the girl's dream lover.Looking at the test marks on the trousers, it was obvious that they were stained on purpose. If the test marks could splash on the trouser line on that side, the person's hands would not be so clean.

John obviously saw Sherlock's expression and raised his eyebrows. This boy is obviously not a frequent visitor to the laboratory, because not only Sherlock, but also Jasmine, who doesn't meet often, has certain characteristics similar to Sherlock. Obviously not.Although, I have to say, the kid imitated the laboratory researcher very much, just in shape.

Just as Sherlock was observing whether this person was one of the objects he wanted to suspect, the waiter gave Sherlock the answer.

"Hey, Colvin, it's not a good student to go out during class time." The waiter greeted Colvin skillfully, and the purpose was obviously to ask for a tip from Colvin.

"If I don't come out of the lab again, Linda will be angry. So, I'll make amends to my princess." Colvin skillfully clicked on the menu, letting the girl named Linda see that he just ordered I ordered two small desserts and the cheapest cappuccino, obviously a tacit understanding with the waiter.So when the waiter brought up the couple's set meal, Colvin once again took the opportunity to show off his good popularity, and then accepted Linda's adoring eyes.Sherlock looked at Colvin playing tricks, and felt strange. What did he want to get from this little girl?worship?

The two dined intimately, and then walked out of the coffee shop under the watchful eye of the waiter.

Sherlock hadn't paid attention to that place since Kervin ordered, but when the two of them left, Sherlock asked the waiter who liked to tip, why this school allows students to eat food during class. go out.

"Simple, Colvin is a lab assistant, he doesn't have to take classes at all, he's a genius." The waiter took the tip and left, Sherlock tsk tsk, such a genius.

"Such a genius, huh, only that old fellow in the laboratory regards him as a treasure." A voice came from a corner.

"It seems that this time the harvest is not small." Sherlock turned around. The figure in the corner had been watching them for a long time, but he didn't speak.

"What do you want to tell us?" John walked over and looked at the boy.About the same age as Colvin, but obviously out of school.

"I want to tell you that the old guy in the laboratory is a pervert, but for some reason all the school leaders are willing to believe him, and that philandering big carrot is favored as an assistant because he knows the old pervert's secret. But These are obviously of great use to your investigation, and I hope to exchange this for a study place, of course not this school." The boy's speaking speed was as fast as Sherlock's, but it was obviously not at a level of confidence.But I have to say that in the category of a minor, this child is much better than his peers.

"Why do you think I will agree?" Sherlock moved the chair over. "I admit that your words did give me a lot of hints, but these are not enough to exchange for your conditions. Also, you obviously don't enjoy school life, why do you need a place to study?"

"Because my mother thinks I need it." The teenager pouted. "What else do you need to know?"

"What else do you know?" Sherlock looked at the boy in front of him.

"I do know some things, but if I tell you now, you won't be able to continue the chapter." The young man got up, "If you need information or evidence, I'm always here. Or"

"Or the bar in front." Sherlock raised his eyes and said goodbye to the boy.

Interest flashed in Sherlock's eyes, he liked dealing with geniuses.Although it was said by John that they were congenial.But this is much better than talking with those whose IQ can lower the lower limit infinitely, so where is talking?

The author has something to say: The author is preparing for going astray~ I am still the manuscript depositor~

☆, solve

With clues, the two had a clear goal when they visited the campus again.

In the laboratory, Sherlock looked at those utensils and shook his head. If geniuses could be cultivated here, then he would throw away the heads hidden in the refrigerator.There is a locked room that says Hazardous Chemicals.But Sherlock's things were much more dangerous than this, so the two picked the lock and entered the door without any pressure. There was a beautiful corpse. According to the appearance, it was the deceased.

"Camila's body will be cremated tomorrow, what's going on with this one?" John looked at the female body soaked in formalin.

"How do you think my experimental products come from? Stealth, but I use homeless people who died of natural causes, shelters and medical schools won't take these people too seriously." Sherlock glanced at John, and then gave Dimock texts. 'After cremation, check the weight of the ashes. SH'John decided not to ask how much of Jasmine's credit it was.

"Ashes?"

"Yes, the weight of the ashes of an adult male is about 2.7kg, and that of a female is 1.8kg. Camilla is 14 years old this year, and the weight of her ashes will not exceed 1.5kg. The nearest forensic laboratory has no corpses of minors." Sherlock explained , while motioning for John to check the body. "How do you know that the body will be cremated tomorrow? Didn't the parents always oppose the result of suicide? The body should be kept."

"According to the information Dimock gave you, the school insists that the autopsy report has clearly stated the condition of the corpse, and hopes that the parents will be cremated as soon as possible. The official statement is that seeing the corpse will not add to the sadness. But it is obviously an explanation used by the school to conceal the news. The parents have already It dragged on for three days." John inspected the body, "The cause of death should be excessive blood loss. There is only one wound, which is a vein on the wrist, but there are signs of secondary tearing. It is not obvious, obviously the technique is fine, the second The person who cut the wound was much more skilled than the first one. The deceased had bruises on his jaw, and it was preliminarily inferred that he had struggled." John looked up, "Please tell me."

Sherlock touched his nose, but still praised John first, "Great progress, at least you started to observe. But, still."

"Still ignoring all the important points" John answered helplessly.Really don't know when Sherlock's fun will end.

"Still missing the point." Sherlock thought for a while and changed the word.It can be seen from John's expression that there is actually not much difference. "The deceased was fatally injured through secondary tearing. Moreover, she was going on a date or meeting a very important person before she died. It can be seen from the residual color on the nails that this is one of her beloved things. Her nail polish is difficult to fade, especially when there is still blood on her hands, and her hair, despite being soaked in formalin for a few days, can still see the traces of meticulous care, regardless It's a pity that it got caught by the debris at the murder scene." Sherlock pulled a piece of bark or other substances from his long hair. "And, John, you don't want to hear that. The body was violated."

"Okay, don't tell me how you saw it." John's face became terrified.

"There should have been a corpse here before," Sherlock scooped up a cup of formalin liquid with a measuring cup on one side. It should be more than three years old, and here only the vessel containing the corpse contained formalin.

"It should be the one that was discovered by Colvin." John continued, "It must not be here after being discovered. How can you guarantee that it is not the one that will be cremated tomorrow?"

"The corpse soaked in formalin will produce jelly after cremation, he dare not take the risk." Sherlock said in a low voice.

"Now?" John watched Sherlock, who had no sense of time, send a text message to Dimock in the early hours of the morning. Interestingly, Dimock replied quickly.

"Stop your imagination, Dimok just worships the strong." Sherlock blinked. Although Sherlock's facial features were not clear in the dark, the reflection of his pupils was very clear.

"Like that little girl?" John thought of the little girl in the coffee shop.

"..." Sherlock was speechless.Intuition told him that this is not a good answer.

It was already 221 o'clock in the morning when Sherlock and John returned to 2B, luckily John had dinner before him.

After dinner, Sherlock buried his head in John's neck, "Dimmock will search the old guy's house at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and the ashes will be released at ten o'clock. We need to go to the school at noon tomorrow."

"Are you sure Dimock can do it?" John turned his head.

"I called Lestrade over, ten years, the perverted corpse rapist who killed four girls, the righteous detective will not let go of any details." Sherlock looked at the ground.

"But where is Dimock's jurisdiction." John didn't say a word, he understood Sherlock's intention.

"So you don't have to worry about what the two of them will miss." Sherlock never had to understand other people's minds.But he doesn't know everything.Dimock hopes to make a career, and the Scotland Yard inspector who is still full of mistakes with the help of Sherlock is the person he dislikes the most. Maybe this time Dimock can understand that the Scotland Yard inspector is nothing. A character that can easily be surpassed.

"What about us now?" John looked at the energetic Sherlock.

"You go to rest, I need to organize my thoughts." Sherlock pushed John into the bedroom.Then he didn't sort out his thoughts as he said just now, but quietly went downstairs, he needed to see for himself.

Going out, the dedicated taxi driver in London did not show up, and Mycroft's all-purpose female secretary was leaning against the black car and waiting.Sherlock rolled his eyes, the appearance of this female secretary is definitely not a good thing for him.But obviously it's impossible for him to go out, this woman is a difficult character.Don't look at her playing with her mobile phone all the time. . .

Sherlock ignored the secretary and turned to go upstairs.The female secretary did not follow, but turned around and got into the car.

There is a text message alert on the phone, Sherlock sees that it belongs to McCoff, open it and look,'