[Comprehensive British and American] The world is malicious

Nina walked up to the chair, hesitated for a moment, pinched a corner of the quilt, and lifted the quilt, revealing two people who were tied into zongzi by thick hemp rope.

"Sleeping pills don't seem to be of much use to you, clothes, Nina." Sherlock walked in from the door as he spoke, because Sherlock, who had left his windbreaker indoors and only wore a dark shirt, brought a A cold wind came in, and I was holding two black video tapes in my hand.

Nina was stunned for a few seconds, and hurriedly handed out the black windbreaker, "I don't understand, they are..." Nina turned her head away from watching Sherlock put on the clothes, and could only focus on the two human-shaped rice dumplings. .

One of them is the owner of this hotel. If you guess correctly, they are the murderers in the three cases. What surprised Nina was not their identities, but why the two were tied here, and how could Sherlock Catch them while taking sleeping pills.

Nina instantly figured out the key point, and said with a guilty conscience, "You didn't take those two sleeping pills at all."

A hot stream shot up from her neck to her earlobe, and Nina looked away again in embarrassment. She naturally thought of what happened last night, and remembered that she was still awake until two o'clock in the morning after taking sleeping pills.

"Obviously." Sherlock straightened the windbreaker and the collar of the shirt inside, "otherwise, I don't know that you would just stare at me for an hour and then poke my hair with your fingers, Nina."

"..." She really never thought that Sherlock was pretending to be asleep.

"Send Kyle a text message, outside, there is no signal here." Sherlock twitched the corners of his mouth, motioning for Nina to go outside.

Nina took the phone in a daze, and automatically replaced Kyle with Inspector Lestrade's name in her heart, "...do you have anything to say to me, Sherlock?" Nina grabbed the phone and asked road.

If she doesn't follow the trend to ask clearly about some things, she may be embarrassed or even think about it.Of course, maybe Sherlock had no idea what her actions meant last night.

The body was slightly startled, as if to answer, Sherlock stepped forward to hug Nina, kissed her on the cheek, "I know exactly what your actions yesterday represent."

Nina's body froze instantly, her cheeks felt slightly hot, and her brain seemed to stop functioning in an instant, like a scrapped old machine. She never thought that there would be such a result.

"Love is a dangerous weakness. Its chemical reaction is simple and destructive, making it irresistible." The deliberately lowered voice, the temperature that slid from the tip of the ear, made people shiver slightly.

Nina fell silent, trying to find some words to accurately express her thoughts. She thought that for Sherlock, love was like a mystery, an unsolvable mystery, and the reality undoubtedly proved her wrongness.

During Nina's silence, there was a slight sound of rubbing in the silent air. Following the sound, she found that two people were trying to untie the hemp rope. Nina regained her senses instantly and remembered the current situation.

"I'm going out and calling Inspector Lestrade."

Ten minutes later, Nina saw Lestrade. She thought it was the local police, not Lestrade who should be staying at Scotland Yard now.

"I happened to be nearby, so I rushed over directly." Lestrade walked up to the iron chair, carefully looked at the two people tied into rice dumplings, and subconsciously shrugged his eyebrows, "You said that these two people were involved in three murders. murderer?"

Lestrade looked at Sherlock in surprise, his head was a little dazed. If someone else told him this, he would never believe it, but the other party was Sherlock Holmes.

For a long time in the past, Sherlock can always be seen in all kinds of weird and difficult cases in London.

I really hope these three cases are just accidents.

Lestrade thought silently, but the fact would never happen as he expected.

"This is a certain distance from the three accident sites, Sherlock, maybe they just stayed here on the way." Lestrade had to say, although many times, those seemingly impossible crimes are the murderers .

They are always good at hiding, or in other words, certain special circumstances arouse the evil in their hearts, turning those innocent people into devils.

"You really naively think, Greg, that the evidence is right in front of you, but you turn a blind eye to it. The Scotland Yard police are always so arrogant that they ignore all clues."

"You finally got your name right once, Sherlock." Lestrade deliberately ignored Sherlock's sarcasm and joked. This is happier than him cracking a case. Of course, if Sherlock doesn't automatically start the taunt mode, it would be even more pleasing.

As Lestrade thought about it, he looked at Nina who was standing aside, acting as the background board completely automatically, without intervening in it, hoping to get some inspiration or hints.

"What's the use of a name!" After Lestrade's teasing, Sherlock retorted immediately, "It helps us distinguish who you are, who he is, who they are... that's all, if someone gives you a new Name, Tom, Henry or Klein, you still won't have the slightest change in essence."

"..." That's basic courtesy, Lestrade thought helplessly, it's useless to discuss these things with Sherlock, he always has a way to silence people, even if he has only one breath left, he will find a way Finish the last sentence.

Nina and Lestrade exchanged glances, "...Why are they murderers?"

"Are you serious?" Sherlock frowned, and looked at Nina who spread her hands at him, who nodded very seriously.

[(Muscles tense, pupils dilated → feeling stressed) (eyes focused, right shoulder shrugged slightly, eyebrow raised slightly → lying)]

"Okay, you don't need to do this at all, Nina." Sherlock looked at Lestrade, "Please move your rusty head a little bit, Gavin, you should have carefully observed their corpses or autopsy reports, female There are obvious pinch marks and tooth marks on the neck, and a slight sticky feeling on the wrist, which is likely to be wide tape. The body has obvious trauma. Judging from the state of congestion, it is a new injury. Do you think these are coincidences?"

Lestrade's eyes flashed, and the expression on his face gradually became serious, "Sherlock, their husbands are all abusive, and the pinch marks and trauma on their bodies can't prove anything."

"All abusers are keen to use baseball bats and wide duct tape, and after they abuse, they will smash a baseball bat on the back of their head for excitement." Sherlock said anxiously, seeing Lestrade in the second When he heard a baseball bat for the first time, his eyes shrank suddenly.

"Okay, you don't know, the back of the man's head has scars caused by blunt instruments, judging from the scars, angles and directions of the percussion, the murder weapon should be a baseball bat, and the murderer is about 180cm tall.

I think you have never carefully read the autopsy report. Preconceived judgments are enough to make you ignore everything. This is the only intersection area where the three car accidents occurred. People who came out for vacation stopped their cars after passing by one place after another. The reason is What, they need rest, mountain lodge, a wonderful choice.

Look around again, the iron chair fixed on the ground, the bedside pillar with obvious traces, and of course, the most important thing. Sherlock looked at the two bound people, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "The micro-monitor hidden behind the blinds, you have done a good deed." "Sherlock raised the videotape in his hand.

"I'll take them back." Lestrade was slightly stunned for a few seconds before he looked away from the video tape, "If you had taken out the video tape earlier, believe me, Sherlock, things would be much easier... I Send you back?" Lestrade asked immediately before Sherlock could retort.

"I don't take a police car." After Sherlock finished speaking, he twitched his lips and looked at Nina, as if asking for her opinion.

Nina smiled slightly, "I don't care about this kind of thing, you have the final say."

Lestrade was a little surprised, and looked at Sherlock in shock. He had just recovered from the case and didn't want to be further frightened. Things are always wonderful, Sherlock, I understand, and I am sure John and Mrs Hudson will be equally delighted at the news."

The author has something to say: before I planned to officially cut into the "Shen Xia" series later, I thought about it later, if Irene, Mo Niang or even Oulos were involved, the plot would definitely not follow the original plot, and which of these three people The character is not easy to grasp.

Well, I have already ruined Sherlock, mainly because of his character and IQ. I really don't know what I will write about Mo Niang and Olos.

Therefore, the text ends here, and there will probably be a special episode later.