[Comprehensive British and American] The world is malicious

Nina walked out of the taxi slowly after performing "fainting", and looked around vigilantly.

This seemed to be a deep path, with a rotten smell on the road surface. At the end of the road, there were two dilapidated trash cans, which were filled with domestic garbage and tended to spread out.

This was obviously not a place she was familiar with. If she could meet a rogue coming out of a dark corner at this time, it would be like a plot in a movie.

Nina thought idly, and used her magic wand to turn the penis in her hand into handcuffs, and called the Scotland Yard police.

Hopefully they'll trust her and not take this as a silly prank.However, this is not the most important thing, she needs to find a taxi and rush to Waterloo Bridge immediately to investigate about Isabel.

Nina glanced at Mr. Driver, who was handcuffed to the car by her, and decided to leave immediately. After turning out of this dark path, she luckily found a ride.

Nina thanked the gentleman who was kind enough to give her a ride, and the corners of her brows couldn't help but be joyful. Any happy thing can help her forget the bad things just now.

If she hadn't noticed Mr. Holmes sitting in the back seat.

Merlin!

Nina lowered her eyes, shock and confusion flashed across her eyes.At the same time, he was seriously thinking about how many secrets Mr. Holmes had guessed about her.

It may be necessary for her to come to the group "Forget Nothing" + "Drowsy".

Nina put her hands in her pockets and held the wand, and Sherlock's eyes fell on the pockets as well. The lake green eyes seemed to be piercing through to see the wand inside.

To be honest, she never thought of deliberately concealing that she was a wizard. It was just because of the regulations of the wizard law before, but now that thing seems to have no effect on her at all.

It was as if she was shielded from the entire Ministry of Magic... which made her use magic even more recklessly.

Nina's hand that secretly held the wand suddenly let go, twitched the corners of her mouth, and smiled at Sherlock.

She suddenly thought of a better solution. She really needed to clear the relevant memories of Mr. Holmes, of course, not now.

Her neighbor seems to have amazing reasoning skills, and sooner or later he will find some clues again, and she can't "forget everything" about Mr. Holmes again and again, which will disturb his memory.

After everything is over, a thorough cleanup is undoubtedly the best choice.

"...I thought you went somewhere else, Mr. Holmes." Nina returned to her normal expression.

[(Body leaning back→avoiding→because of the touch?) (muscles tense, pupils dilated→feeling pressure) (without any sharp weapon on the body, except... the wooden stick in the pocket)]

"You used some kind of threatening weapon to make him stop the car, no, there is no place on your body for it, knife, no, it caused indelible trauma to you, you would not choose a knife .

How do you get him to stop? "

Sherlock bit the last question seriously, stared at Nina, and said a series of shocking words.

"...With the strength of human nature, sir, he repented at the last moment and decided to change his past." Nina froze for a moment, shrugged her shoulders pretending to be relaxed and said, and nimbly got into the car.

"You should choose a better reason!" Sherlock exposed Nina's lie mercilessly, "Your actions betray your clumsy lies all the time!"

Nina was stunned briefly. She thought that she would be furious when she heard such "accusations", but in fact, she spent six years safely under Professor Wilson's poisonous tongue.

Mr. Sherlock Holmes' words seemed like a gentle drizzle by comparison.

"OK, big detective, I admit that this is not a very clever lie." Nina spread her hands helplessly, then winked at Sherlock with a smile in her eyes, "Then, how can I make him stop the car?" ?”

How do you explain it in a scientific way, I used magic to turn a piece of candy in my pocket into a pistol/gun, forcing the other party to stop the car!

Sherlock's expression became subtle for a moment, and Nina suddenly felt that she had gone through a scan no less than an X-ray.

"Excuse me... where are you two going?" The driver sitting in front finally couldn't help turning his head and asked, looking at Sherlock with a strange expression.

"Thanks, Thames!"

"...Don't you need to go to Waterloo Bridge? Isabel lives there." Nina was a little surprised, shouldn't they investigate Isabel.

"Greg found the body on the river bank." Sherlock said as he took out his phone.

(The serial suicide killer is on Miller Avenue, please come quickly. -SH)

"Hmm..." Nina still wanted to ask something, but it seemed that Sherlock had already turned on the automatic do not disturb mode, so Nina only opened her mouth, but didn't make a sound.

In fact, she was a little surprised why Sherlock could find out that the driver just now was a criminal.

"You want to ask me why I'm here." Sherlock was lowering his hair and texting, once again piercing what Nina wanted to ask.

Nina shrugged helplessly, reassuring herself to get used to it, it's no big deal, "Well, you're right, I'm really puzzled by this."

"Think about the serial suicides before.

The victims disappeared on busy streets, he was a stranger to the victims, but he was worthy of their trust, he could hunt among the crowds without being detected, no doubt, a London taxi driver.

Every piece of clothing on his body has been worn for at least three years. He will not give up the opportunity to make money for no reason, but he deliberately parked the car downstairs.

He carried the previous victim's mobile phone with satellite positioning. "

"In other words, he is the murderer of the serial suicides you have been looking for before." Nina finally figured it out. She always thought it was just an accident, but now it seems that it is not the case. with Sherlock.

And she just inadvertently got involved in this old case.

"You don't know anything about it." Sherlock finally had time to look up at Nina.

Nina didn't find it strange that she didn't know anything about this serial suicide, even though it was almost spread in the streets of London.

"Yes, it's important?"

"……unimportant"

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When the two arrived at the Thames River, Inspector Lestrade was already guarding there, and when he saw Sherlock appearing, he rushed to greet him.

"Someone reported the crime just now, and another dismembered body was found." Lestrade's expression was a little sluggish. This case has put him under a lot of pressure.

After speaking, Lestrade looked at Nina with a puzzled expression, "...Miss Roberts?"

"Hello, Inspector Lestrade." Nina nodded slightly, her gaze drifted away involuntarily. Sherlock had already walked over. He was obviously showing some courtesy to Nina and Lestrade. Greetings on the Internet, feeling bored.

Nothing beats a fancy case!

Nina glanced into the distance, then looked away. She felt the strong smell of blood mixed with the damp sea breeze, and thought about those dismembered corpses.

"I need to stay here a while to get used to the situation. Mr. Holmes may need you, Inspector Lestrade."

Lestrade expressed his understanding of Nina's state. Even ordinary Scotland Yard police officers would be afraid of such a brutal scene, not to mention that Nina was just an ordinary student.

"Sherlock shouldn't have brought you here."

"No, I agreed to Mr. Holmes' invitation because of Professor Ball." Nina said, she took a moment to feel that she had made enough mental preparations, and walked towards the shore.

[(Victim: Isabel) (wound: caused by ) √(murderer: left-handed, with a thumb injury) √(pregnancy: stomach was cut open→similar to Catherine→specific object) (choke mark on neck: murderer 5.9-6.1 ft) (fluff?)]

"Using your medical knowledge, I need all the information about Isabel and the Freemans." Sherlock said hurriedly as he passed Nina.

"OK... Then, why am I still here..." Nina couldn't help muttering softly, Sherlock was no longer in her field of vision.

I didn't just find out that he is a man who doesn't play his cards according to common sense.

"Who is she?" Lestrade was still a little confused, they didn't even know the victim's name yet.

"Isabel, a missing violinist." Nina explained, "If you don't mind, I hope to get the latest news about Professor Boer's case."

"You've got it! You've even surpassed the Scotland Yard police." Lestrade said helplessly.

"Damn, when will this kind of case end." Lestrade complained softly, walked closer to the edge of the Thames River, directed the police officers to continue collecting evidence at the scene, and brought the body back to Scotland Yard.