[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is suspected of being a psychic
Chapter 82 Rhett's Idol
Of course, Sherlock was not in a hurry to replace Zhang Yu with new equipment.
Why so early?
Waiting for her to hook up with others?
At least get out of Gotham before talking about anything else.
Bruce Wayne, who was cleaning up the mess at the Wayne Building, didn't know why he suddenly sneezed, and felt the wound on his ribs when he accidentally fought with a minion from the Arkham Asylum yesterday.
Tsk!It hurts!
Yet he had to bear it.
As a Batman who has offended too many people, Bruce has provoked too many people. He can't guess who just cursed him, and then he was given a unique appearance by Alfred, who got older and more out of character. Bloated loungewear.
Wayne looked at the shapeless clothes in his hands, and felt a strong sense of insecurity in his heart.
"what is this?"
Ah Fu sat on the side obediently, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, and replied slowly as if he had just heard: "This is a family heirloom of our Wayne family. It was specially made by the madam for the master before. It is full of I have tasted the taste of love, and I hope it can help the young master recover his health."
Bruce Wayne really didn't want to believe this fact.However, a taupe mark in the corner of his clothes reminded him of what happened when he was very young.
When he was three years old, he used to pee on his dad, who seemed to be wearing this dress.It's just that the father's reaction was not right. Instead of being angry, he proudly washed the clothes and gave them to his mother, saying that this was the only time his son had wet the bed after growing up, so it was very commemorative and should be placed in the Wayne family. It should be collected in the family storage room, and should not be taken out and continued to be worn.
I see.Was it because it was so ugly that Dad didn't want to wear it?Are you still using your own bedwetting as a gimmick?
Life is so hard!
Under A Fu's expectant and playful eyes, Bruce Wayne completely ignored the possibility that the stains on the clothes might be the traces left by him at that time, and put on it with a deadpan expression, full of all kinds of resentment in his heart.
He decided to change clothes by himself as soon as Ah Fu left.As for now, I'd better recuperate in the manor.
Sherlock, who had already boarded the plane, might have escaped the chance of being resented by Wayne.But he himself probably wouldn't care about such boring things.
Sherlock, who can be regarded as a local tyrant, booked the first-class ticket of course.After all, the economy class does not have the function of deliberately isolating one's seat from the outside world.
Sherlock didn't buy anything in the store next to the airport, so he was still wearing a nightgown at this time.
Although in the fashion field now, wearing nightgowns to go out has become a popular trend.And Sherlock's figure is enough to advertise for a pajamas company, but due to certain traditional concepts, Zhang Yu doesn't really plan to get off the plane in casual clothes like him.
So when the stewardess came to ask what he needed, Zhang Yu asked without hesitation: "Hello, do you provide clothing services besides food delivery? My friend and I were too nervous to go out, so we didn't bring any clothing."
The stewardess with deep eye sockets shook her head in embarrassment.Zhang Yu stopped cooking immediately.
The dress-up play came to an end for the time being, Zhang Yu could only settle down obediently in his seat.
Zhang Yu drank a lot of water because he was too relaxed, and Zhang Yu successfully prepared to go to the toilet.
It's just that this airliner doesn't know what the design reason is, and the toilet is placed at the tail of the economy class.Therefore, if she wants to go to the toilet, she has to go around the middle, which is very troublesome.
Then very unfortunately, she met a dead man.
A dead man who was murdered.
In fact, just looking at the surface, it is difficult for others to recognize that he is dead.
The half-sized baseball cap perfectly covered his already pale face, and others would think he was sleeping.One hand was on his stomach, and the other hand was holding his mobile phone, and his position was relatively inward. If someone hadn't deliberately touched him, he would never have noticed that his movements were all fake movements.
Fortunately, Zhang Yu's skills are automatically triggered when she sees a dead body that hasn't been murdered, so even if she doesn't find that the other party is dead at the first time, she can directly see the replay of his death scene.
Entering the familiar white mist, Zhang Yu found that he had become a hook on the window of the plane this time. Fortunately, he was not far from the seat of the dead body just now, so he could just watch everything.
There was still an hour before the departure time of the plane, and the deceased was the first to enter the cabin and found a seat with his own ticket.But his original seat was not where he is now.
After a while, people came up one after another.About fifteen people are currently seated in the cabin of the plane.Among them was a very ordinary-looking girl who sat by the window seat where the deceased had died.
She and the deceased seemed to be acquaintances.So there is no need for the deceased to say more, the two of them quickly changed seats after chatting for a while.At this moment, the man's movements were still normal, and there was nothing strange about his face.
After a while, there were more and more people on the plane. The man seemed to feel a little bored and walked towards the toilet.
As far as Zhang Yu could see, no one had entered the toilet yet, but there were five or six people who wanted to go to the toilet just like the men.
A few minutes later, the man returned with a visibly excited expression on his face.From time to time, his hands fumbled around the pockets of his trousers, as if there were some incredible things in them.
When he sat back in his seat, he was still in a state of excitement for a short time, pressing his fingers on the phone, completely ignoring the ban on turning off the phone on the plane.
At the same time, he also took out a sack containing white powder from his pocket, and then sniffed it on his nose, showing a rather contented expression.
Did the drugs kill him?
Zhang Yu muttered silently on the hook, curiously guessing the cause of the man's death.
A few minutes later, the man put the thing in his arms with a baby, and then looked at the phone.It just didn't take long before his fingers couldn't move.At some point, the baseball cap slipped down a little bit, just covering his face, making the passenger who didn't pay attention to the seat next to him completely forget his existence.
It's just that when someone reminded her to be careful, she looked back at the man who seemed to be in deep sleep, and put his extended arm on his stomach.
.
Zhang Yu came out of the white mist, completely disbelieving that all this was a coincidence.
A person is dead, and the accident and other people's actions completely disguised him as a living person. How could this be a coincidence.
But Zhang Yu didn't intend to say anything now, and his eyes didn't stay on the deceased for a moment before turning elsewhere.The murderer was on the scene, and she didn't want him to be interested in her at all.
After using the toilet, Zhang Yu returned to the first-class cabin at a faster speed than usual, and was about to tell Sherlock that she just had a bad accident.
But Sherlock leaned on the back of the chair, and asked in a quite Ge You posture: "Issa, your blood flow is a few beats faster than before, and your pupils are a millimeter larger than before. Did you just meet a corpse? "
Zhang Yu sighed weakly, and then heard Sherlock nodding in resignation to affirm his conclusion just now: "Sure enough, my guess is right."
Ok!
Zhang Yu lowered his head, unwilling to find out the fact that Sherlock had crushed his IQ and observation skills, so he could only directly say what he found:
"It's a window seat. I noticed that his face was too pale under the baseball cap, and his head was bent in a strange posture, as if there was no strength in his shoulders and back. I suspect he was murdered."
Sherlock glanced at Zhang Yu approvingly, and was immersed in his imagination.After a while, he remembered to comfort his lost assistant: "Oh! Don't worry, I just ordered a cup of black coffee, and the waiter will come over soon, you can explain this to him."
Zhang Yu glanced at Sherlock angrily, and as expected, he sat in his seat and began to wait for the arrival of the beautiful young lady.
Fortunately, she only said this after the young lady had put the coffee down, but even so, the stewardess who received the bad news still turned pale and her hands and feet were a little unsteady.
But in the end, the special etiquette education saved the last dignity of this young lady. She forced a smile and said to Zhang Yu, who was obviously more kind, "I will respond to the co-pilot later, please don't worry. By the way May I ask, what are your professions?"
"detective."
Sherlock chose to rush to answer this time.Then he handed a certificate issued by Bruce Wayne to the strange lady in front of him, and let her test the authenticity of it.
Holding the tray in her hand, the stewardess nodded to Sherlock and Zhang Yu with a rather complicated expression, and then left with a slender waist, ready to go to her boss and tell her about this important matter that would affect the safety of their airline. .
After a while, a short and fat middle-aged man hurriedly came to Sherlock. After handing the proof in his hands to Sherlock, he wiped his sweat and smiled wryly:
"Hello, Mr. Holmes, I am the captain of this airliner. It is very unfortunate to encounter such a thing. I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to participate in solving this murder case."
"Yes, and this Miss Issa. Thank you very much for your observation skills. Otherwise, if the passenger is found dead at the airport, everyone on the plane will be temporarily detained. I really hope that the two of you can arrive at the airport Before Quantico, he could have solved the case directly, and saved those vulture-like reporters from swarming in."
Zhang Yu didn't think this job was very bad, but she was still a little curious, "Can't you find anyone else who can help?"
The captain's smile became more bitter, "A plane departing from Gotham will not carry too much security force, otherwise it will be robbed by local gangs. This is already a common practice. So except for some service personnel on our plane, There are less than ten people who can be used as a security force. However, our economy class is full of people, and we dare not act rashly to avoid hurting other customers when it is impossible to determine who is the murderer."
"Also ask Mr. Sherlock and Miss Isa for help."
The author has something to say: I originally wanted to abduct to New York, but after thinking about it, I decided to go to BAU first to get a wave of achievement points.
Well, change the map~(≧▽≦)/~
Why so early?
Waiting for her to hook up with others?
At least get out of Gotham before talking about anything else.
Bruce Wayne, who was cleaning up the mess at the Wayne Building, didn't know why he suddenly sneezed, and felt the wound on his ribs when he accidentally fought with a minion from the Arkham Asylum yesterday.
Tsk!It hurts!
Yet he had to bear it.
As a Batman who has offended too many people, Bruce has provoked too many people. He can't guess who just cursed him, and then he was given a unique appearance by Alfred, who got older and more out of character. Bloated loungewear.
Wayne looked at the shapeless clothes in his hands, and felt a strong sense of insecurity in his heart.
"what is this?"
Ah Fu sat on the side obediently, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, and replied slowly as if he had just heard: "This is a family heirloom of our Wayne family. It was specially made by the madam for the master before. It is full of I have tasted the taste of love, and I hope it can help the young master recover his health."
Bruce Wayne really didn't want to believe this fact.However, a taupe mark in the corner of his clothes reminded him of what happened when he was very young.
When he was three years old, he used to pee on his dad, who seemed to be wearing this dress.It's just that the father's reaction was not right. Instead of being angry, he proudly washed the clothes and gave them to his mother, saying that this was the only time his son had wet the bed after growing up, so it was very commemorative and should be placed in the Wayne family. It should be collected in the family storage room, and should not be taken out and continued to be worn.
I see.Was it because it was so ugly that Dad didn't want to wear it?Are you still using your own bedwetting as a gimmick?
Life is so hard!
Under A Fu's expectant and playful eyes, Bruce Wayne completely ignored the possibility that the stains on the clothes might be the traces left by him at that time, and put on it with a deadpan expression, full of all kinds of resentment in his heart.
He decided to change clothes by himself as soon as Ah Fu left.As for now, I'd better recuperate in the manor.
Sherlock, who had already boarded the plane, might have escaped the chance of being resented by Wayne.But he himself probably wouldn't care about such boring things.
Sherlock, who can be regarded as a local tyrant, booked the first-class ticket of course.After all, the economy class does not have the function of deliberately isolating one's seat from the outside world.
Sherlock didn't buy anything in the store next to the airport, so he was still wearing a nightgown at this time.
Although in the fashion field now, wearing nightgowns to go out has become a popular trend.And Sherlock's figure is enough to advertise for a pajamas company, but due to certain traditional concepts, Zhang Yu doesn't really plan to get off the plane in casual clothes like him.
So when the stewardess came to ask what he needed, Zhang Yu asked without hesitation: "Hello, do you provide clothing services besides food delivery? My friend and I were too nervous to go out, so we didn't bring any clothing."
The stewardess with deep eye sockets shook her head in embarrassment.Zhang Yu stopped cooking immediately.
The dress-up play came to an end for the time being, Zhang Yu could only settle down obediently in his seat.
Zhang Yu drank a lot of water because he was too relaxed, and Zhang Yu successfully prepared to go to the toilet.
It's just that this airliner doesn't know what the design reason is, and the toilet is placed at the tail of the economy class.Therefore, if she wants to go to the toilet, she has to go around the middle, which is very troublesome.
Then very unfortunately, she met a dead man.
A dead man who was murdered.
In fact, just looking at the surface, it is difficult for others to recognize that he is dead.
The half-sized baseball cap perfectly covered his already pale face, and others would think he was sleeping.One hand was on his stomach, and the other hand was holding his mobile phone, and his position was relatively inward. If someone hadn't deliberately touched him, he would never have noticed that his movements were all fake movements.
Fortunately, Zhang Yu's skills are automatically triggered when she sees a dead body that hasn't been murdered, so even if she doesn't find that the other party is dead at the first time, she can directly see the replay of his death scene.
Entering the familiar white mist, Zhang Yu found that he had become a hook on the window of the plane this time. Fortunately, he was not far from the seat of the dead body just now, so he could just watch everything.
There was still an hour before the departure time of the plane, and the deceased was the first to enter the cabin and found a seat with his own ticket.But his original seat was not where he is now.
After a while, people came up one after another.About fifteen people are currently seated in the cabin of the plane.Among them was a very ordinary-looking girl who sat by the window seat where the deceased had died.
She and the deceased seemed to be acquaintances.So there is no need for the deceased to say more, the two of them quickly changed seats after chatting for a while.At this moment, the man's movements were still normal, and there was nothing strange about his face.
After a while, there were more and more people on the plane. The man seemed to feel a little bored and walked towards the toilet.
As far as Zhang Yu could see, no one had entered the toilet yet, but there were five or six people who wanted to go to the toilet just like the men.
A few minutes later, the man returned with a visibly excited expression on his face.From time to time, his hands fumbled around the pockets of his trousers, as if there were some incredible things in them.
When he sat back in his seat, he was still in a state of excitement for a short time, pressing his fingers on the phone, completely ignoring the ban on turning off the phone on the plane.
At the same time, he also took out a sack containing white powder from his pocket, and then sniffed it on his nose, showing a rather contented expression.
Did the drugs kill him?
Zhang Yu muttered silently on the hook, curiously guessing the cause of the man's death.
A few minutes later, the man put the thing in his arms with a baby, and then looked at the phone.It just didn't take long before his fingers couldn't move.At some point, the baseball cap slipped down a little bit, just covering his face, making the passenger who didn't pay attention to the seat next to him completely forget his existence.
It's just that when someone reminded her to be careful, she looked back at the man who seemed to be in deep sleep, and put his extended arm on his stomach.
.
Zhang Yu came out of the white mist, completely disbelieving that all this was a coincidence.
A person is dead, and the accident and other people's actions completely disguised him as a living person. How could this be a coincidence.
But Zhang Yu didn't intend to say anything now, and his eyes didn't stay on the deceased for a moment before turning elsewhere.The murderer was on the scene, and she didn't want him to be interested in her at all.
After using the toilet, Zhang Yu returned to the first-class cabin at a faster speed than usual, and was about to tell Sherlock that she just had a bad accident.
But Sherlock leaned on the back of the chair, and asked in a quite Ge You posture: "Issa, your blood flow is a few beats faster than before, and your pupils are a millimeter larger than before. Did you just meet a corpse? "
Zhang Yu sighed weakly, and then heard Sherlock nodding in resignation to affirm his conclusion just now: "Sure enough, my guess is right."
Ok!
Zhang Yu lowered his head, unwilling to find out the fact that Sherlock had crushed his IQ and observation skills, so he could only directly say what he found:
"It's a window seat. I noticed that his face was too pale under the baseball cap, and his head was bent in a strange posture, as if there was no strength in his shoulders and back. I suspect he was murdered."
Sherlock glanced at Zhang Yu approvingly, and was immersed in his imagination.After a while, he remembered to comfort his lost assistant: "Oh! Don't worry, I just ordered a cup of black coffee, and the waiter will come over soon, you can explain this to him."
Zhang Yu glanced at Sherlock angrily, and as expected, he sat in his seat and began to wait for the arrival of the beautiful young lady.
Fortunately, she only said this after the young lady had put the coffee down, but even so, the stewardess who received the bad news still turned pale and her hands and feet were a little unsteady.
But in the end, the special etiquette education saved the last dignity of this young lady. She forced a smile and said to Zhang Yu, who was obviously more kind, "I will respond to the co-pilot later, please don't worry. By the way May I ask, what are your professions?"
"detective."
Sherlock chose to rush to answer this time.Then he handed a certificate issued by Bruce Wayne to the strange lady in front of him, and let her test the authenticity of it.
Holding the tray in her hand, the stewardess nodded to Sherlock and Zhang Yu with a rather complicated expression, and then left with a slender waist, ready to go to her boss and tell her about this important matter that would affect the safety of their airline. .
After a while, a short and fat middle-aged man hurriedly came to Sherlock. After handing the proof in his hands to Sherlock, he wiped his sweat and smiled wryly:
"Hello, Mr. Holmes, I am the captain of this airliner. It is very unfortunate to encounter such a thing. I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to participate in solving this murder case."
"Yes, and this Miss Issa. Thank you very much for your observation skills. Otherwise, if the passenger is found dead at the airport, everyone on the plane will be temporarily detained. I really hope that the two of you can arrive at the airport Before Quantico, he could have solved the case directly, and saved those vulture-like reporters from swarming in."
Zhang Yu didn't think this job was very bad, but she was still a little curious, "Can't you find anyone else who can help?"
The captain's smile became more bitter, "A plane departing from Gotham will not carry too much security force, otherwise it will be robbed by local gangs. This is already a common practice. So except for some service personnel on our plane, There are less than ten people who can be used as a security force. However, our economy class is full of people, and we dare not act rashly to avoid hurting other customers when it is impossible to determine who is the murderer."
"Also ask Mr. Sherlock and Miss Isa for help."
The author has something to say: I originally wanted to abduct to New York, but after thinking about it, I decided to go to BAU first to get a wave of achievement points.
Well, change the map~(≧▽≦)/~
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