[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is suspected of being a psychic

After a break here at Big Ben, it was just in time for noon.

Several people enjoyed a special British lunch in a nearby restaurant, the standard Scottish style.Fortunately, the chef's skills are good, and the fried fish, which is particularly unpalatable, has also been improved, and it tastes pretty good.

After dinner, there were still many people on the street.Many people wore all kinds of football uniforms, with their own surroundings on their heads, happily promoting their own teams to the foreigners who came for sightseeing on the side of the road, with a particularly proud tone.

An old man was waving a team flag and showing off to the tourists: "Friends, have you heard of Chelsea? Come and see our team, our team has the best players!"

"What is Chelsea, come to Manchester United, our hero team!!"

"Arsenal is the best team! Long live Arsenal!!"

"..."

The surrounding Chelsea fans enthusiastically sang their own team song. Although it was a bit out of tune, the momentum prevailed among the fans for a while, making a big splash: "Blue is the colour, football is the game, We're all together... "

The loud and passionate song started its own performance on the street. If some fans hadn't had a dispute due to excitement, the song would have rang out for a long time.

Zhang Yu watched in amazement that the fans in front of him were pulled away reluctantly by the police maintaining law and order, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

She turned her head and said to the silent Sherlock: "These people are so cute! By the way, Sherlock, do you have a favorite team? Football is the most challenging ball game in the world! Want to Understanding this is no easier than investigating the case!"

Sherlock shook his head, "Members of the royal family like Arsenal the most, I'm not very interested in football."

John, who was joking with Sarah, suddenly became interested, and told Zhang Yu some of Sherlock's secrets, "Do you know? There are British men who don't like football, and Sherlock is simply a fake British. You know Is it? Before you came, I once got a Premier League season ticket from a former friend and wanted to give it to Sherlock, but he refused! But fortunately he didn’t go with me, if I was watching During the game, I heard him say which player was fooling around before the game, and we were both beaten by the fans."

Zhang Yu never knew about this embarrassing incident.But according to Sherlock's character, John's judgment is not impossible.She looked at the fans who were still shouting nearby, and nodded with emotion, "We can go to the football game together next time, but we must not call Sherlock. I still want to get out of the stadium alive."

"Hahaha! Then it's settled. We can watch this year's game with three people, you, Sarah and me, except Sherlock!"

In a moment of excitement, he uttered his inner thoughts, and John began to regret it after he finished speaking.

Oops!Sherlock is still here, he wants to finish it!

He smiled apologetically at Sherlock, who was expressionless and indifferent, and shrank his head.

Distraught, John swears to himself: If he says one more bad word about Sherlock to Issa today, he'll be single right away!

Poor little John, don't you know that the flag can't be set up casually?God smiled slightly, as if he saw the sweet future of Sarah and a girl.

When there are too many people, it is easy to get separated.Sherlock and Zhang Yu only stayed on the street for a while before they were squeezed away by the crowd and left John and Sarah.Zhang Yu bought a few balloons at a convenience store on the street, holding a silly illusion in his hand.

After thinking about it, she distributed a few obviously more childish-looking balloons to Sherlock.

Feeling that the eyes of passers-by were no longer focused on him, Zhang Yu nodded in satisfaction.Sure enough, no one can stop the cold air of consulting detectives.

Sherlock followed Zhang Yu to rest on the stone steps, still hooked a few pink and blue balloons that Zhang Yu had discarded in his hands, and several big balloons stuck to his curly hair like bubbles and did not want to leave.

There is also a TV broadcast of the military parade on the street here.When seeing Zhang Yu staring at the screen drooling with her cheeks on her hands again, Sherlock, who had originally planned to ignore him, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"I can take you to the scene if you like. I thought you knew that staring at the TV on the street is extraordinarily stupid."

Zhang Yu came back to his senses, looked at the few balloons next to the curly-haired man's head, and smiled unkindly.

"Ha, no need, I'm just looking at it anyway, besides, don't we have other things to do? Don't care about these little things." Zhang Yu waved his hand smartly, wiped his saliva and stood up.

trifle?I don't know who is staring at the screen and drooling during the game!

Sherlock's face obviously showed a similar speechless expression, but he himself may not have noticed that after Zhang Yu, his human emotions have become more and more.The young consulting detective, who has not yet become a seasoned driver, is still uncomfortable with such a small thing.

However, the next moment, his expression changed.

A loud explosion came from a distant shopping center, and the resulting tremors spread here.Just as Zhang Yu turned around to face Sherlock, before he could say anything, he was startled and the balloon in his hand flew away.

The balloon was hit by the heat wave flying in the distance and exploded in mid-air, Zhang Yu reacted.

"F... what happened?"

"It seems that Moriarty's target is not only a few places, we still missed some things."

Although McCoff got the password-activated mobile phone and destroyed some arrangements in advance, no one could guess what Moriarty was thinking.He chose to make a move on National Day, which made it even more difficult for them to investigate.

Sherlock's mind was heavy and his brows were furrowed.The National Day is a day when there are many people and it is easy to gather. The explosion just now happened in the middle of the shopping mall building, and there must have been many casualties.

The most important thing now is to find out what is left.According to Moriarty's style of work, he would definitely not use such a high-risk method as placing a bomb on the spot, so the only possibility is a gun.Although the mobile phone password has been cracked, it cannot be ruled out that Moriarty has a backup system.

Sherlock ran quickly to the shopping mall, followed closely by Zhang Yu.

Waves of heat wave hit our faces, black billowing thick smoke rose in the air, and soon filled the sky above the square.People mostly panicked and fled in all directions in a state of chaos, with broken shouts and wails mixed in with the smoke.

Sherlock stopped subconsciously, waiting for Zhang Yu to follow.

"Follow me closely, don't run around."

"Of course." Zhang Yu said without thinking.

In the distance, John met them and ran towards the shopping mall.

Sherlock didn't like the scene very much.

Chaos, crying, blood and debris.These are nerve-wracking, more so than nicotine patches.But, here comes the price of death.Betting on human life and aiming at killing.But Sherlock still had to stay with Moriarty to the end, and the feeling of being led by the nose made him very annoyed.

Looking at the people lying on the ground struggling helplessly not far away, Zhang Yu felt sour.Even though she could see death, she couldn't solve such a large-scale and premeditated attack.The ability of the body has been greatly weakened, and it can only depend on the skills of Sherlock and Scotland Yard.

Unsurprisingly, Moriarty didn't place any other guns, maybe he thought these were enough.

The police car reacted quickly this time and came over in a short while.The crowd was evacuated, the fire was put out, and people were rescued. The situation in the shopping center was not stable until the afternoon.

Standing with Lestrade, Sherlock's fingers were a little itchy. In such an emergency, his addiction to cigarettes fell again.In terms of saving people, he couldn't keep up with the little sheep in the police station, so he could only stand there powerlessly, feeling the despair around him.

"I'm sorry. I didn't discover the arrangement here. I..."

He looked at Zhang Yu on the side with some anxiety, and explained nervously, for fear of being disgusted by the other party, but also for comfort.

Sherlock overestimated Irene Adler and underestimated the combination of Moriarty and the Joker.This was his mistake, he shouldn't have thought that the location on Irene's phone was everything.

"I know."

Zhang Yu stood on tiptoe and patted Sherlock on the shoulder.She's worked with Sherlock and knows how much pressure is on him, as an Englishman, he's gone all out to save the people of this city.

It's just that he is not a superhero, and he cannot put all the burden of saving the world on him.No one would blame him for what he did wrong, it was just a little bit sad and unhappy.

Lestrade sighed and comforted the heroes around him, "Without you, there would be more casualties here. You have done a good job. These things should be done by our police, and you are just here to help. Don't over thinking."

Sherlock didn't speak, and stared at the ground with dark eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The author has something to say: I feel that Sherlock is no longer Sherlock, it is a little soft, a little sour, and it tastes very chewy. It would be better if a little sesame paste can be added.