[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is suspected of being a psychic

Sherlock threw himself on the glass cabinet, his eyes fixed on the doll in front of him.The glass cabinet is equipped with a fingerprint lock, but Sherlock has no way to disguise it, so he can only look inside through the glass.

"One, two,... 23! Wow, has the master here killed so many people? Amazing!"

Sherlock looked at the exquisite dolls with different skin colors and looks in amazement, and really didn't know what to say. 23 people is not a small number, and neither Scotland Yard nor any other police station found any abnormalities. Those little sheep are really capable, watching sheep one after another go into the wolf's belly.

However, he looked at the screen of the mobile phone in his hand again, there was 1 minute left, it was too late for him to make any gadgets in the room.

He took a last look at the evidence he had found, and walked out of the dark room without regret, and returned to the original office. The trophy was put back in place, and the walls were immediately closed.

Without any intention of hiding his tracks, except to wipe off the fingerprints on the trophy, Sherlock left the office without haste and walked back slowly.

It wasn't until Sherlock successfully returned to the ball that Oliver hurried to his office.

He looked around in the room, then went into his collection room, and found that none of his collection was lost, and it didn't look like someone had touched the darkroom, so he was relieved.

But when he sat down on his office chair, Oliver still had lingering fears. Leaning on the back of the chair, he could still feel the coldness of his back.

He never expected that when he was just observing the new prey for a short time, he would be caught by someone and came to his base camp.If he hadn't transferred the monitoring screen here on a whim, he would probably still be foolishly looking at Zhang Yu's beauty on the screen.

"Shit! If it wasn't for observing my new gift, how could I let you, a thief, escape?"

Yes, Oliver thought the man who came to his room was a thief, and nothing else.His usual self-confidence made him unaware that he could almost discover the crisis closest to his life.Because he didn't know it, he was dying too.

The people at the dance party were still intoxicated, enjoying the lights, music and drinks here.People on the dance floor are still shaking their waists, stepping on the beat with their partners.

Zhang Yu, who was invited by Tom to dance, swayed uncomfortably, but Tom, who had been paying attention to her, noticed something was wrong. He stopped immediately and asked softly, "Issa, what's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well?" Comfortable? How about we go and have a rest first?"

Zhang Yu managed to squeeze out a not-so-ugly smile, but his heart was raised high.How should I say it?Do you want to tell him frankly that I was scared by your smile?

It would be fine if Tom was real, but if he was disguised as he is now, Zhang Yu could hardly imagine what would happen to him if he got out of the crowd.

She shook her head and explained with a red face: "Well, it's just a woman's menstrual period. It's nothing serious... Oh no! Why am I telling you this?!"

Realizing that he said something that shouldn't be said, Zhang Yu covered his mouth helplessly, and looked helplessly at Tom who was smiling across the face, his expression was full of embarrassment.

She tentatively asked: "You don't know what to say to others, do you! We are friends, right?"

Tom nodded incredulously, and only when he saw that the girl on the opposite side was about to burst into tears, he jokingly said, "Make sure to complete the task, my little girl!"

Only then did Zhang Yu relax his body and return to his previous state. He chatted and laughed with Tom, and provoked many young boys who were in love with him.

Sherlock came out of the stairs in the side corner and saw Zhang Yu in the middle of the dance floor.He took off his coat, revealing the black suit inside, casually invited a girl beside him, and entered the dance floor.

Spinning and jumping, Sherlock and the partner he had just found used their skillful dancing skills to slowly enter the pond from the mud on the bank like a loach.

Just in time, the beat of the next dance is the exchange of partners.Sherlock was not polite, and went directly to the place where Zhang Yu was about to be sent out, without saying a word, caught Zhang Yu and left.

The person who was going to change back was forcibly detained. Zhang Yu was shocked and looked up at Deng Tuzi in front of him. He turned out to be a familiar person.

Well, it's Sherlock!

But is he such an unreasonable person?Still not following the rules of the dance floor?

Although Zhang Yu accepted such a result in her heart, she couldn't just leave Tom who had helped her just now, so she barely had one hand free and waved at Tom.

Then, regardless of whether the people over there saw it or not, she and Sherlock slowly squeezed out of the dance floor.

His dance partner was taken away by tricks, but Little Tom on the dance floor was not angry. On the contrary, he squinted his eyes and almost laughed out loud.

Did Sherlock Holmes take this Isa so seriously?What fun!

After tidying up her messy hair and skirt from dancing just now, Zhang Yu served a glass of very nice cocktail on the waiter's plate, and she and Sherlock came to an empty sofa .

The two were close to each other, just from the surface, they were a natural match.

However, only those closest to them can hear the very ugly chat between the two of them.

Zhang Yu took a sip of his cocktail, felt the ironing in his stomach, and sighed, "I just went up and encountered a dead body. But because of the emergency, I didn't take pictures. But the pool of blood I saw before I met the dead body, I There are photos. Here, that's it."

Zhang Yu showed Sherlock the photos on his mobile phone one by one, hoping that he could explain something to himself, so that he who had just seen the corpse could be comforted, and at least he could sleep well tonight.

To be honest, since she came here, she only slept very contentedly on the first day, and the rest of the time, either she accidentally remembered the corpse she saw that day before going to bed, or it was not because of various things that she went to bed late and woke up early. It's worse than when I was rushing to draft.I don't know how long it will take to see dead bodies every day like this.

Sherlock casually took the phone in Zhang Yu's hand, and carefully zoomed in on the photo on the side.Because there is enough light, Zhang Yu's photos are very realistic.

The blood seeping out bit by bit from the crack of the door below, at first glance, the impact on people is not small.

"Did you see the blood flow out from the crack of the door with your own eyes? How about its flow rate?"

Zhang Yu thought about it, and made a gesture: "For about ten seconds, I watched blood flow out of the door, and then it reached the edge of the tiles on the ground. I was quite close to the door at the time, and saw it I immediately hid to the side. But I didn't think it was blood at first, because the smell of blood was very weak, so I thought it was someone playing a prank."

Sherlock looked up, his eyes thoughtful, "There is almost no smell of blood? Are you sure it's not a hallucination?"

Zhang Yu nodded heavily, and his tone was extremely firm: "I can only smell it when I get close, and the blood flow is very slow. I put my finger three centimeters close to the pool of blood, and I still feel a chill."

Sherlock stroked his long chin, frowning in thought.One deliberately poured refrigerated blood down the bottom of the door.As for why it was under the crack of the door, it can be clearly seen from the photo that there is no blood at the position next to the door, three centimeters up from the ground.

The ground is very flat, so if there is such a long distance on the side of the door, there must be almost as much blood on the other side of the door.And just judging from the blood volume in the photo, the outside already has the entire blood volume of two adults.

But, is this the blood of the same person?

Thinking of this, Sherlock immediately cheered up, and quickly sent several messages to John, who was dating, with his mobile phone, which made people's hair tingle.

"Come quickly to the sofa area on the west side of the dance floor. SH"

"Come quickly if you have nothing to do. SH"

"Remember to bring your new girlfriend Sara. Don't worry, I won't tell her about you just broke up with your ex-girlfriend Sonny. SH"

John, who was harassed by several text messages, quickly turned off the phone's vibration, and was forced to apologize to Sara, who was smiling and drinking: "I'm sorry, my friend is in a hurry, I have to go there first. You have to accompany me together?"

Sarah has a good impression of John, so she is naturally happy to visit John's circle of friends, so she readily accepts the olive branch that John handed over.

"Of course! You are my boyfriend."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Now that the Three Musketeers of Sherlock and John's girlfriend have arrived, they can start to discuss further business matters.

Sherlock reconfirmed their destination to Zhang Yu: "Issa, can you guarantee that we can find the place where you saw that thing?"

Zhang Yu nodded, and explained to the confused future John and his wife: "I just lost my way upstairs and found blood on the door of one of the rooms. We are going to check it now. Are you willing Participate?"

Sara was still very interested in this kind of adventure, of course she shook her head.

Sherlock immediately made a final decision: "It's not too late. If it's too late, people will erase the traces. Let's start now."

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