[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is suspected of being a psychic

No one said a word.

The policemen, who were not so frightened at first, also started to retreat one after another when Zhang Yu said that he would buy beef and chicken offal for cooking, away from these two terrible foreign aids.

All the policemen suddenly realized why their sheriff invited them.It turns out that what they eat is different from ordinary people. Watching this kind of murder scene video can arouse their appetite.

how to say?Anyway, just kneel down and say Hallelujah!

The people who pretended to understand what they should say stood up tremblingly, and introduced everything about Gotham to the man who seemed to be in charge in a flattering tone.

"We don't have any special food here, but maybe because of the Wayne Group, there is a Michelin three-star restaurant near the Wayne Building. You can go there and have a look. Except for the price, they are all good."

"There is a special fried chicken restaurant near the police station, which also sells Indian food. Its Indian pancakes and curry rice are very authentic. I recommend you to go there and try it."

"..."

In fact, it’s no wonder that Gotham’s food is not popular.Those who have money here have basically moved out, and those who have not left have their own little thoughts of one way or another.Even the few shops introduced by the police just now are protected by people behind their backs, so that they will not be smashed and robbed every two days, and the loss is more than the profit.

Zhang Yu, who loves Jiangshan and loves food more, thought about his stomach carefully, and finally chose the portable and easy-to-carry fried chicken, and ordered a sweet and crispy popcorn by the way.

Half an hour later, the strong aroma of corn began to occupy the entire screening room.Just one sip will make you feel ecstatic.

The little policemen who didn't develop the habit of afternoon tea touched their flat bellies, and watched Zhang Yu and Sherlock finish all the takeaways in an elegant and fast manner.

In the end, Zhang Yu hiccupped loudly, probably only Sherlock who was sitting next to her could hear this sound.

Sherlock is still looking at the screen with no expression on his face, but occasionally looks at Issa, which shows that his mood is not so peaceful, but a secret love syndrome mixed with pampering, entanglement, anxiety and other emotions .

As the videos were played one by one, the sky slowly darkened.Zhang Yu straightened up, stretched her waist, and then looked at her quiet boss.

Sherlock sat where he was, without turning his head, and directly directed to the policeman behind him who was frightened and sleepy because of one too many videos: "Get your sheriff here, I have some small discoveries."

After being tortured by this murder case for a long time, the policemen who brought their family members to the police station to protect them at any time, nodded in surprise after hearing the voice that seemed to have passed away, and completely forgot that it was the person in front of them. The murder video that caused me to have nightmares for many days at the beginning of the hour.

"Let's go!"

After a burst of chaotic footsteps, out of the corner of her eye, Sherlock saw Gordon walking here with a calm face.He suppressed joy and surprise, clenched his fists so as not to let his body tremble, walked to Sherlock's side with calm steps, and sat down beside him.

Sherlock snorted lightly, it really was a stupid and hypocritical goldfish.

He did not embarrass the hapless sheriff, and said very quickly: "Compared with the size of the human heart in his hand, our rough and clumsy criminal suspect is about 1.8 meters tall. The current gender Not sure, we will call this guy as 'he' for the time being. When he cut the heart, his right hand trembled slightly, but his left hand was obviously more proficient. If it wasn't that his right hand was injured, he was a left-hander."

"Also, although his posture with the knife looks clumsy, but I don't know if you have noticed that the content of cutting the heart in every video of him is surprisingly similar. In other words, although his posture It looks weird, but the shape he cuts is the same every time. No one who can control the same shape like this, no one will believe that it is just a coincidence. So, he is pretending that his technique is not good."

"In addition, the plastic gloves he used are also a breakthrough. Although the image in the camera is not clear enough, and every household in Gotham has such medical supplies. But the gloves he used are different from others. Exactly the same. That’s right, Issa, when the No.13 video was pulled out and positioned at 42 minutes and [-] seconds, it was at this angle. Presumably Sergeant Gordon also noticed that there were not obvious marks on the gloves he used. A small leaf imprint. Maybe you can check the production address and sales range of this plastic glove. Maybe there will be new discoveries."

Sherlock finished what he saw in a virtuoso gesture, patted his ass and was about to leave.He noticed that Issa was secretly dozing off when he just watched the video. For the health of himself and his future wife, he would definitely not stay here.

It was getting dark, and it was time to rest.

However, Sherlock wanted to leave, but Zhang Yu didn't want to just leave.

Although she has good observation skills, she is completely incomparable with Sherlock, so she can only compete with John.The only golden finger that she can help to catch the real culprit is her psychic ability to see death. Of course, she can help as much as she can, anyway, it is only a matter of seeing a corpse once.

Zhang Yu pulled Sherlock's sleeve to force him to stop, then smiled at Sergeant Gordon, and asked gently: "Can I go and see those corpses? Sherlock and I both have some research on forensics. I want to see the situation first."

Sergeant Gordon obviously would not refuse this reasonable request, after all, it was also for their Gotham's sake.Solve the case early and catch the murderer early, otherwise everyone will still have to live in panic, not knowing when the ending of digging their hearts out and dying will happen to them.

Perhaps this is also one of the reasons why Gotham's religion is not well developed.Because everyone is racing against the clock.

Gordon glanced at Sherlock who was standing there, and at Zhang Yu, who had a sweet smile, nodded readily, and said, "Okay, come with me. The forensic department is arranged underground. It is easier to preserve the body."

Sherlock looked at the back of Zhang Yu who took a step ahead, stood still and thought for a while, and then followed.

Turn on the incandescent light, and the gloomy and dim morgue seems to be suddenly exposed to the sun, with an unreal halo.

Zhang Yu calmed down, only to realize that he had fallen into deep memory fragments again.

This time, she seemed to be a pink leather bag with a playful bow, pinched by a finger that was no longer tender.She is now a woman's trophy.

Since the purse has been carried by the woman, Zhang Yu's vision only stays on her half body, and occasionally she can catch a glimpse of her flaxen curly hair, which is fluffy and sexy.She was undeniably an attractive woman for a bar occasion.

The woman first entered the bar on purple-gold high heels, ordered a glass of red wine, and said a few words to the bartender. It seemed that she didn't come here very often. The bartender checked her out and bought a few glasses Expensive cocktails.Afterwards, she sat in a conspicuous position, and put her purse on the seat next to her.

Zhang Yu's sight was blocked, and he could only see pairs of exquisite high-heeled shoes and well-crafted leather shoes coming and going on the floor in the bar.

Suddenly, Zhang Yu found a pair of different leather shoes.It was a pair of brown leather shoes, lychee leather, simple in style.It's not that there's something wrong with the shoes, but that there's something wrong with the legs and feet of the person who wears them.The man's left foot was a little lame. Although it was not easy to see from his walking posture, the leather shoe on his right foot was obviously more worn than his left foot.

However, if you don't look carefully, no one will pay attention to this innocuous little problem, except Zhang Yu who is put on the seat and has nothing to do.

The man was facing the woman and stood a few tables away from her, motionless.Maybe someone stopped abruptly in the bustling bar, but the possessed Zhang Yu expressed that she was bored, so she looked at the pair of leather shoes that were far from worn, and was in a daze for a long time, until she realized that the man had been paying attention to women for a long time. It was only when I gradually realized that something was wrong.

The woman was accosted by several people, but she remained sober and did not fall into their trap.After another well-dressed man left in disappointment, the woman picked up her bag and got up to go to the bathroom.

And Zhang Yu noticed with sharp eyes that the owner of the brown leather shoe had followed him.

After the woman went to the bathroom, she touched up her makeup in the mirror, and Zhang Yu saw her delicate face.

At this time, the woman seemed to hear a strange sound from the bathroom behind her.She hesitated for a while, then went to listen, but there was no more.When she was about to leave, there was another strange sound in the toilet.It sounded like a woman's voice, with a man's voice mixed in, the woman cautiously moved forward, trying to hear it more clearly.

"If it were me, I wouldn't go any further."

A man's voice sounded, and the woman seemed startled.

Zhang Yu looked at the bathroom door, where the man with the brown leather shoes was standing.

In this bar, the men's and women's toilets are not far away, and the sink can still be seen from the outside of the toilet.

The man felt as if he just came out of the bathroom and accidentally saw the woman's sneaky behavior.

"Uh... I'm just curious." The woman took back her steps embarrassingly, and looked back at the man.

It's just that she looked at it for a long time.

Zhang Yu guessed that the man must be very sexy, because she could see the woman's fingers clenching the belt of the purse.

"Well...we have to give others some privacy, don't we, beautiful lady." The man seemed to be trying to resolve this embarrassment, with a gentle tone.

Unsurprisingly, the woman and the man quickly got to know each other. They sat down in a corner and ordered two glasses of "Bloody Mary".

The men were chatty, the time passed quickly, they drank a few "Bloody Marys" in the middle of the conversation, and the women were a little tipsy.

The man logically wanted to send her home.

The man helped the woman into the back seat of a Cayenne. Although the woman was drunk, she was still somewhat conscious.The leather bag was thrown in the corner, and Zhang Yu's vision became somewhat blurred in the darkness.

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