[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is suspected of being a psychic

With Sherlock as a live and super easy-to-use medium, Zhang Yu and Jasmine got acquainted quickly. If it wasn't for our heroine who was so cash-strapped, she would have to ask Sherlock for money even when she went out, maybe she would have an appointment with Miss Jasmine. It is not impossible to go shopping in a few days.

Ever since Zhang Yu and Jasmine met, Sherlock's ears hadn't stopped for a while, even if he repeatedly stated to keep the two of them quiet, Zhang Yu always had a way to take advantage of his own loopholes and fight against him.

Once Sherlock made a statement to keep quiet, Zhang Yu would always report to Jasmine with a mournful face, urging her to refuse to lend the laboratory to him, but for some reason, Jasmine also agreed That woman Zhang Yu.

If it hadn't been for McCoff's strict refusal to install a laboratory on Baker Street, he wouldn't have to come over to rub the equipment of Butts Hospital every time.

Sherlock stopped what he was doing again, and glanced irritably at the two women who were talking and laughing opposite him, as if even the curly hair on his head was sighing.

"If you two really have nothing to do, please leave. Maybe you can be like those idiot mindless women who want to sleep, go out and turn left, there are many beds for you. You are welcome!"

Zhang Yu immediately cheered up, looked at him very vigilantly, and asked Jasmine in a low voice, "Where is the left turn?"

Jasmine smiled apologetically: "Well... it's the morgue. Uh, Sherlock, are you tired? Would you like a cup of coffee? Recently, I grow coffee beans, which taste pretty good."

"Old rules, black coffee, two pieces of candy. Well, I forgive you, Jasmine!" Sherlock accepted Jasmine's overture quite brazenly, and continued his chemical experiment happily.

Jasmine quickly pulled Zhang Yu out, walking very fast, as if fleeing.

"Hey Molly, is that all?"

Zhang Yu is very unwilling, she hasn't let Sherlock suffer yet!

Jasmine glanced at Zhang Yu understandingly, "Yes. We can't do anything to Sherlock. Isa, you have to learn to bear it slowly."

"Okay!" Zhang Yu tugged at her hair angrily. Anyway, if it doesn't work this time, there will be a next time.That bastard Sherlock will get into big trouble sooner or later because of his faults, so I just wish I could just watch the show by myself!

snort!I want you to offend a woman! ╭（╯＾╰）╮

After making the coffee, Jasmine and Zhang Yu returned to the laboratory.Jasmine is a forensic doctor, and Zhang Yu has relevant forensic skills, so it would be a good fit for the two to do experiments together.

A beautiful girl is the focus, and two beautiful girls standing together have a super effect that one plus one is greater than two.

It was a relatively remote place, and under the one-on-one publicity of passers-by, many young and middle-aged men soon came to watch the beautiful women.Many of them are well-proportioned young men, and of course there is no shortage of middle-aged men with small belly and fat face.

It's just that the person who announced that there is a new beauty here hides his own thoughts, and did not release the most important news that the new beauty is walking with Sherlock.

So when a large room full of dark people was planning to show courteousness to the new beauty, they happened to bump into Sherlock who was busy on the side.

Sherlock has a good temper towards his friends, but he is as cold as the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves towards outsiders.

He who was interrupted to do the experiment raised his head, his expression was indifferent, his eyes swept across the dozen or so idle and boring men, and he made a certain judgment in his heart.

"You! It's you, the one in yellow!" Sherlock pointed at the man in the yellow vest opposite, "You've been married for two years, and it's just that you and your wife are at odds. It's because you're having an affair, and yesterday you went to your red-haired lover's house to spend the night without even changing your clothes. Oh, don't look at me with embarrassing eyes, look at the hickey on the inner collar of your clothes , and a red hair on your dress."

After finishing speaking, Sherlock fiddled with the phone, and added casually: "Well, you're welcome, I just sent a text message to your wife, I believe she can find evidence of your cheating today, and kick you out of the house."

The man in yellow who was identified blushed immediately, felt the strange eyes of his colleagues around him, and ran away with a cry.Perhaps, though, it's a matter of going home and dealing with property.

"The next thing is the man in the red jumper closest to me. My God, aren't you a man who has lost his sexual ability? Why do you still come here to watch beautiful women? Do you still have absurd desire to get better after being stimulated?"

Hong Yiyang being satirized.The impotent man also followed in the footsteps of the previous martyr, and slipped away covering his face against the more shocked and curious eyes of the crowd.

Two people in succession were beaten to the point of being unable to be human, and the remaining dozen or so men also felt the fear of being wiped out.Look at the two guys who were named in front, it's fine if one cheats, that man has no affair, as long as he doesn't get caught, it's nothing.Just another Yang.Impotence, a major event related to life, has also been spoken out in public, so how should I behave in the future.

Sherlock is so scary!

When they realized that the devil in front of them seemed to be looking for a third target, everyone took a big step back in unison, and showed their best acting skills in their lives, leaving in a gentlemanly manner until they walked out of this laboratory and returned to themselves. room, he breathed a sigh of relief.

so close!I almost got my secret exposed!Well, never go to the forensic laboratory again!Stay away from the lab, stay away from Sherlock!

Zhang Yu and Jasmine were dumbfounded and accustomed to watching Sherlock force a large group of people back with his own deduction, feeling a lot of emotion in their hearts.Did you see that, this is the world's number one mouthpiece, once this person comes out, no one can beat him!

The time was gradually approaching noon, and Sherlock's experiment was coming to an end.Zhang Yu didn't read the pile of densely packed experiment reports, but leaned behind Jasmine to listen to her experiment results.

"Sherlock, you are such a genius! These blood samples are actually made by mixing blood samples taken from different people, and some special spices are added to remove the smell of blood."

Zhang Yu understood a little bit. These blood samples were probably made from the blood of the owners of the doll hair she saw. The suspect Oliver is really a pervert.

Sherlock continued to explain following Jasmine's words: "Yes, special spices. In some film shootings, for the sake of realistic effects, some prop masters specially made this kind of spices and added them to some animal blood. , so that even if it is splashed on those actors, it will not offend some people who are worried about their own odor."

"Then how do we prove that Oliver used these? Although we are now almost certain that he is the murderer, if we can't find evidence, even if we hand him over to Scotland Yard, in the end there will be insufficient evidence. Successfully acquitted in a jury trial."

Zhang Yu has an urgent need to send Oliver to prison.After all, she herself has become Oliver's target now. If Oliver is not controlled, it will always be a huge threat to Zhang Yu's safety.There is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days.

Sherlock nodded in agreement, and looked at Zhang Yu with less critical eyes, "This is easy to handle, you can go today, um, tomorrow, and I will go to the Courtauld Academy of Art again. If that guy Oliver still To be kept in the dark by that Moria Timon is our last and best chance."

"OK! Jasmine, I have to leave first, Afternoon!"

After speaking, Sherlock put on his coat and went out without hesitation.

Zhang Yu apologized and Jasmine smiled, hurriedly unloaded his equipment, and followed Sherlock.

Jasmine was the only one left in the empty laboratory and said to herself with some embarrassment: "I haven't invited Sherlock yet, do you want to have lunch..."

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