[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is suspected of being a psychic

When Scotland Yard's exclusive forensic doctor Anderson looked up, he saw his boss coming with a very familiar person, and his calm mood suddenly exploded into flames.

It's Sherlock Holmes again!

The inspector is crazy!Isn't it embarrassing enough to despise Scotland Yard?

He angrily stepped forward to question Lestrade, but was dragged aside to speak by Inspector Lestrade who discovered something wrong in time.

Anderson's complexion was not very good, "Inspector, we haven't come up with a result yet, and it's not a serious case. It's probably just an accident. Why did you let him come here?!"

He still remembers the arrogant and bitter sarcasm of this person before, "You actually let this person who has lowered the IQ of the whole street to do forensic medicine. Are you expecting him to treat your corpses better in the future? Stupid!"

If it wasn't...it wasn't that I couldn't compare to him...the anger on Anderson's face gradually disappeared, but the remaining resentment was revealed without any concealment.

Lestrade glanced helplessly at Anderson, the forensic genius whom he had managed to poach from those people, and sighed slightly.As a forensic doctor, Anderson is already considered to be several outstanding talents at this age.It's a pity that with Sherlock, who has a few high IQ thieves and is exceptionally good at reasoning, the gap between them is far more than a world of difference.

It's just that Anderson, who has always relied on his genius, refuses to admit this, which also makes the relationship between the two worse.Oh no!It is Anderson's attitude towards Sherlock that is getting worse and worse. As for Sherlock's attitude towards Anderson, who is that, a stupid goldfish without knowing it!

Lestrade's intuition as a policeman told him that there must be a very important secret behind this death, and he was unwilling to give up this opportunity to discover the truth because of Anderson's impulsive impulse.

Fortunately, he had dealt with Sherlock and his more difficult brother for many years, and his rich experience finally played a role at this time. Lestrade knocked Anderson out with a few words.

"Anderson, you are a forensic doctor, you should be responsible for the dead. And Sherlock is the best person to discover the secrets of the dead."

"Oh! Let that Sherlock Holmes do the research! I'll be on vacation for the next few days, and I want to see what he can find!"

Anderson finally calmed down, shrugged, and walked towards the police car guarding outside. Sally Donovan was not here today, so he had to go and see her.

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Once Sherlock is addicted to the case, he will fall into a world that excludes others, but at the same time, he also looks forward to someone who can inspire him and let him discover more new doubts and ideas.

Long ago it was Skull, who was replaced by John.As for now, it is a combination of two assistants.One is naturally the old friend John, and the other is the newly recruited assistant Zhang Yu.

Sherlock was very satisfied with the silent and orderly company of the two of them. It didn't bother him to search for clues, and it was convenient for them to use their brains to find the answer. It was a perfect fit.

He searched up and down carefully for a while, took out a jade ring from the dead man's arms, smelled the smell of the man carefully, looked at the wound on the man's head by the way, and finally stood up from the ground.

John is okay, he doesn't care about everything in front of him, but Zhang Yu can't.When Zhang Yu saw the arm of the corpse, she was already half stupid.

This—isn't this the person I just dreamed about?

Could it be that what I just dreamed about happened to this person in reality?Did I get the memory of the dead?

Although Zhang Yu's face was still plain, his hands and feet became cold instantly.She really wanted to angrily pull her hair directly, so that she could regain her composure.But now, she could only brace herself and linger at the death scene, for fear of being discovered by others.

Seeing Sherlock stand up, Lestrade immediately asked anxiously, "Sherlock, did you see anything?"

Sherlock raised his chin, and wanted to cast a disdainful glance at forensic doctor Anderson, but he couldn't find him, so he said a little bored, "Obvious murder."

He took out a mobile phone from his pocket, opened the web page and quickly searched for something.Zhang Yu looked over curiously, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, and his mood was not so depressed.This is not her Mijia mobile phone, it seems that Sherlock did not guess her password.

Half a minute later, Sherlock had returned to his original posture, and the phone had been put back in his pocket.He retrieved the information in his brain again, and started a moving speech to the three people in front of him.

"The name of the deceased was Mark Lauer. He died about half an hour ago. He lived on Greek Street in Soho, Westminster. He drove to Chinatown for breakfast and ate wonton noodles, then smoked a Romeo No. [-] cigarette, wow , He really sent a lot of money! Then he went to a nearby bar, ordered a bloody mary, and bought a jade ring. When he was about to leave here, he found himself being followed and surrounded, jumped out of the car and fled, and ended up here I was directly killed when I was killed. That's it!"

Zhang Yu nodded while listening, what Sherlock said just now was indeed the same as what she saw in her dream.As for John and Lestrade, they were still at a loss.

Sherlock looked at the only smarter Zhang Yu among the three and nodded with some relief. Fortunately, his efforts were not in vain, and finally someone could keep up with his rhythm.It seems that Zhang Yu is quite qualified as his assistant.

He paused and began to explain in detail: "His name and address can be queried on the intranet of the police station. I don't need to say the time of death. The residual plastic smell on his body and the distance between Greek Street and Chinatown can be inferred. This doesn’t need much explanation, does it?”

"There are many Chinese restaurants in Chinatown. Only the wonton noodles are filled with coriander, and there is an undigested vegetable leaf on his teeth, which is easy to identify. There is also a pack of cigarettes that has just been opened in his pocket. There are two missing, one of which was probably given to someone else. He went to the bar to drink, the smell of the Bloody Mary on his body has not completely dissipated, and there is still a little color on the hem of his clothes."

"Jade ring, this is it, the price is not cheap, and there is a lip mark on his neck, which must be given to his mistress. He is very strong, with hard calluses from guns on his hands, and his latissimus dorsi are very strong. Well-developed, there are very few gyms here, it seems that he often rowed out, and coupled with his recent financial situation, he can be considered the leader of the gang on the Thames River."

"As for jumping out of the car and fleeing, he came here by car before, but now he doesn't have the car keys with him. Who would leave things like keys indiscriminately? He must have left them in the car because he was in a hurry."

"And the reason why he ran to the vegetable market instead of other places after jumping off the car is the vegetable market itself. It is the most crowded place in Chinatown, and there are exits on all sides. According to the unfortunate corpse himself It must be the best place to escape. I just didn’t expect that the person who planned this murder would directly predict everything and give him the final blow here.”

I don't know if it's due to the consideration of Zhang Yu, the lady who listened to his explanation for the first time. Although Sherlock still speaks very fast, what he said is obviously a lot more straightforward.

At the end, Sherlock's eyes flashed with excitement, and he gestured exaggeratedly, "This is a very wonderful murder! It's so amazing!"

He immediately turned around and hurriedly walked outside the cordon.John was experienced and quickly caught up to him too.The black long windbreaker and the jacket of the same color are flying together, looking like a mighty army.It's so cool!

Lestrade was not satisfied with just getting such a hint, so he hurriedly followed and stopped in front of Sherlock, and said with a wry smile, "Then what are we going to do?"

"Check the owner of the shop where he ate last, and the car that was left behind!"

"Okay, thank you! What else?..." Lestrade shouted unwillingly at Sherlock who had gone away.

"Go and see what's new in his house recently, or is there that unknown mistress?"

Sherlock left without looking back.

Zhang Yu didn't know whether it was to save the fare or for other reasons, he trotted to the police car to get the things he bought before, and caught up with him and John.

The three of them stood on the side of the road for a while, and a taxi drove over from the opposite side.Sherlock went in first, and Zhang Yu was also let in by John because he was carrying a large bag. Only John stood alone outside.

Originally, he wanted to squeeze with Zhang Yu and Sherlock, but seeing that they were both thinking about something, he looked at the driver hesitantly, and then took the passenger seat unceremoniously.

Sherlock was still immersed in the case just now, and he was shouting excitedly in the thinking palace.This is the super pleasure that only solving the case can bring him!

In fact, he also found other things on the body just now, but there is no need to tell John and the little assistant about those things.But does his enemy know that an old friend from the Middle East has come to his London?

Well, this is a big trouble!

Forget it, just remind him because he is diligent in helping him repair the house, change furniture and buy clothes.After all, he will have to pay the salary of his newly recruited assistant in the future!This is a big expense!

But having said that, my assistant really has a lot of secrets, for example, her face does not change when she touches a corpse...

He decided to try again, "Issa, have you done autopsy before? Come with me to Butts Hospital tomorrow."

The author has something to say: I am going to review English, so nervous!

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