[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is suspected of being a psychic

Mycroft's men have been productive.Two hours after he gave his orders, Zhang Yu, who was far away in Quantico, the United States, welcomed his handsome lawyer, and was successfully released on bail after a verbal confrontation.

Taking a deep breath of the fresh air outside, Zhang Yu left most of the time because he was not used to being out of the crowd for half a month.Fortunately, the lawyer on the other side is very considerate and doesn't mind his employer's overly agitated behavior.

While it was still dark, after a little venting, Zhang Yu was invited by the lawyer to eat at a restaurant that is fairly famous in the local area.When she swallowed the last bite of pudding, the lawyer also brought her the documents prepared in advance.

Zhang Yu took it curiously and took a look. It was full of reports about the Bruce Wayne prom kidnapping case she heard today. Yan Xiaoyan's photos and information are beyond the reach of an ordinary lawyer.

Zhang Yu quickly browsed through the information, and looked up at the lawyer suspiciously.

The lawyer smiled and explained: "Mr. McCoff asked me to give these to Miss Isa. He thinks you should need them. If Miss Isa doesn't plan to leave Gotham now, I can help you Book flights for the next few days."

Although the lawyer in front of him spoke mildly, Zhang Yu would not ignore his somewhat tough attitude.It seems that she is not allowed to go to Gotham now.

Well, people are on the eaves and have to bow their heads.After all, food, housing and lodging are all spent on McCoff's money, not to mention there is a sick Sherlock over there, Zhang Yu himself would not be willing if he didn't go.

Tapping his fingers on the edge of the table, Zhang Yu asked blankly: "What's the earliest departure? I remember that the earliest flight ticket from here to Gotham is at five o'clock in the morning tomorrow."

The lawyer replied without hesitation: "There is a Wayne Group private jet parked at Quantico's airport right now."

When Zhang Yu was personally sent to the plane by the lawyer, she still couldn't recover. Why did she always feel that she was being tricked?

This feeling was intensified when she saw her suitcase.

But what can she do?The opponent is Mycroft, the Great Devil, Sherlock Holmes, who is much more capable of deductive analysis than Sherlock. Zhang Yu doesn't have the confidence to guess that he can defeat him.

People, sometimes they still have to learn to comfort themselves, so as not to make themselves psychologically unbalanced.

In fact, Zhang Yu, who had already begun to feel unbalanced, almost couldn't hold back the desire to beat Sherlock violently when he saw Sherlock again after a few hours of flying.

Sherlock had such a good life.

The private plane landed directly on a flat field in Wayne Manor.It was already dark at night, but the surroundings were still brightly lit.

Zhang Yu dragged a heavy suitcase and walked in the huge manor. If she hadn't caught a glimpse of a few figures still working, she would have thought she was walking in a haunted house.

Fortunately, when her legs were sore and her hands were sore, the gates of the houses in the manor finally arrived.

Bruce Wayne was still playing Batman in downtown Gotham, so Fu was the only one who greeted Zhang Yu.There are quite a few rooms here, and the room that Butler Ah Fu arranged for Zhang Yu is next to Sherlock's ward. It seems that it is just for the convenience of two people's communication, and there is no evil intention.

In the beginning, Zhang Yu actually didn't plan to settle accounts with Sherlock now. After all, she is still a wounded person, so it's not easy for others to think that she is bullying the weak.But when Zhang Yu entered Sherlock's room, she was deeply depressed.

The coffee table next to the bed is full of fresh fruits and desserts, and the aroma of the food itself is enough to tempt.There are a few fresh carnations in the exquisite vase, exuding a light fragrance.

A man with curly black hair was leaning on the two-meter-wide bed. Sherlock was lazily leaning on the quilt, but he did not forget to hold the mobile phone in his hand. The laptop beside him was also running. Just scary pictures.

Hearing someone coming in, Sherlock thought it was someone who came to pack up and clean up.He never knew how to write politely, so he ordered directly: "A cup of black coffee, two pieces of sugar. Again, just hand-ground coffee, not instant brewing."

Zhang Yu didn't want to say anything, she was afraid that she would scold others if she spoke.

Seeing that there was no movement behind him, Sherlock couldn't help but looked at the door curiously, then froze.

How could the person who appeared here be Issa?

He looked up and down and understood.The familiar suitcase and the dust on his body are enough to prove that Mycroft has cheated himself.

In the palace of thinking, he was already dizzy, but fortunately, his acting skills comparable to the movie king were always there.

Sherlock blinked, and smiled weakly at Zhang Yu, "Issa, why are you here? Did you come to see me? That guy McCaw used some method to get me in Kuang Yu. Tico's credit has reached the lowest level, and I was expelled directly, so I can only go back to Gotham. But I can't hire a lawyer because of my status, so I can only ask Bruce..."

Zhang Yu seemed to have listened to Sherlock's words, and her paralyzed face seemed to be melting. Seeing this, Sherlock continued to make up flawless lies.

If Zhang Yu didn't know some news in advance, she would really believe it.But now, knowing everything, in order not to expose herself, she had no choice but to transform into a shadow and perform with Sherlock.

Zhang Yu's eyes were full of worry: "I didn't know you were injured until I saw the report on TV. Why didn't you tell me the news of your injury? Anyway, I'm also your assistant, so you shouldn't hide it from me."

Sherlock lowered his head, not knowing how to answer, he could only pretend he didn't hear it and flip through the messages on his phone.It's just that the fingers that haven't moved for a long time show that he is not at peace at the moment.

Zhang Yu was even more funny in his heart, but he still had that nervous and worried expression on his face, as if he had forgotten the fact that Sherlock had abandoned him before.

Sherlock felt relieved, thinking that the incident had passed safely, he talked to Zhang Yu about some information he found about the case, and his tone was very happy.

"The violinist's resume and performance level are very average, but he managed to get into the top string orchestra. I searched the news at the time and found a photo of the violinist and the niece of the kidnapped man. The personal relationship is worth pondering. So if he wants to take revenge, he can do it a long time ago, and there is no need to wait until some time ago. In addition, I recalled the shape of the violinist's fingers, which are very callused. But there's still a difference in the shape of the cocoon for practicing the violin and for practicing something else. So..."

Sherlock wanted to continue to say something, but Zhang Yu suddenly changed his face, interrupted him directly, and sneered: "So? So what? So you can deceive me and make me stay in the detention center for so many days?"

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