[Comprehensive] Sherlock's Secret

"Zoe, your hobbies and aesthetics are really...unexpected and unpredictable." Sherlock said dryly.

Su Fu hung the owl cage on the shelf next to him, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this man was very handsome, so he was very satisfied with his eyes: "Owls are very alert animals, so you won't have only Mr. Skeleton as your friend in the future." , at least you talk to the owl and it gives you something back, right?"

"Take it!" cried Sherlock. "I don't want to talk to a bird at all."

Su Fu continued: "What name would you like to name it? Domineering or cute?"

Sherlock: "Take this silly bird."

Su Fu: "Come on, Sherlock, he's very smart, he might become the Sherlock Holmes of the owl world—"

"Don't compare me to a bird!"

Su Fu: "But what's the name? What do you think of Cuihua?"

Sherlock: "Mendeleev."

Su Fu: "It's okay, it's a public one, so is it okay to call it a dog?"

Sherlock: "Avogadro."

Su Fu: "It's too earthy, let's change to another one, where is Xuanyuan Ritian?"

Sherlock: "Dalton."

Su Fu: "Oh, you're too pretentious, why not... Sherlock?"

Sherlock looked up: "What?"

Su Fu was puzzled: "I didn't call you, I mean, can it be called Sherlock?"

True Human Sherlock Holmes: "..."

Su Fu squinted over his head to look at the owl in the cage, and suddenly said: "Sherlock will mess with you, why not..." She glanced at Sherlock's hair as if she had some understanding, "Curly Well, how cute, well that's it."

She said and opened the cage: "Jujuan, come and get acquainted with your new home."

Sherlock turned up from the sofa all of a sudden: "Let this stupid bird out!!"

"Sherlock, be friendly, man and nature must live in harmony..."

"Come on, I don't see an iota of naturalness in this dumb bird raised in captivity."

The owl curled up on Su Fu's curled arms, and folded its wings proudly and gracefully.

"If you don't like it," Su Fu brought the cage over, "I'll put it on the balcony and promise not to disturb you."

Sherlock glanced at Xue Xiao on her arm, showing a rare uncomfortable look, and said, "It's up to you."

Su Fu hung the owl cage in front of the window, and whispered to the big bird that had landed on her shoulder: "Would you like to deliver a letter to Hogwarts for me? I know you must have been there."

As she spoke, she opened the drawer and took the parchment, opened a bottle of newly bought ink and quickly wrote her conjecture about the diary. Out of caution, she cast a simple but effective spell on the letter, and tied it to the owl. Put it out on your lap.

After dinner, Sherlock asked, "Where's that silly bird?"

Su Fu cleaned up the plate: "I let it out, it needs to be free."

Sherlock said "oh".

It was raining again outside the window at night, Su Fu was standing by the pool, the water was rushing down, and a layer of water vapor had already condensed on the window glass.

On the third day, the reaper seemed to be dead.

She turned off the faucet irritably, and suddenly there was a loud "bang" sound from the living room. Unexpectedly, it should be the sound of someone closing the door.

Then the door was closed with a loud "crash", because Su Fu threw the plate in his hand out.

She stepped out of the kitchen in two steps, and there was obviously no one in the living room. For Sherlock's heroic behavior of coming and going without a trace, Su Fu expressed that she was very angry!

She flew over and cursed her own coat, then picked up the red umbrella by the wall, and she also ran out while Mrs. Hudson was complaining about calling Sherlock and calling her again.

Thanks to the taxi driver who was not very diligent in the rainy day, Sherlock still stood at the door because he couldn't get a taxi.

Su Fu opened the umbrella to cover his head: "Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

Unsurprisingly, Sherlock turned his head with a cold expression: "You?"

"I—" Su Fu turned his head to look at the streets of London that were blurred by the rain at night, "I came to you to find creative inspiration, if you want to handle a case, I will definitely follow, so I can trouble you to go out later Call me when you're handling the case?"

Again no surprise, she gets a "whatever" from Sherlock.

This time they went to Scotland Yard.

Mainly to see the corpse... To be precise, to see the autopsy report of the body parts.

The body of the deceased was so mutilated to a shocking degree that there was no way to test it at the scene, so we had to do preliminary restraint work and take it back to the body storage room for testing.

"Inspector Lestrade, good evening." Su Fu said hello while shaking the water off the red umbrella.

"Oh—Miss Frank, well, nice to meet you, good evening..."

"Let me see, who's here again? Mr. Sherlock Holmes, the eccentric genius with pride?"

Su Fu remembered this voice very clearly, and it belonged to that stubborn forensic doctor Anderson.

Sherlock directly ignored his unfriendly words, put on medical gloves, and asked coldly, "What's the problem?"

"Oh," Lestrade hurriedly agreed, "That's right. After examining the surface of the corpse, Anderson found that the deceased's blood contained a high concentration of sleeping pills. In addition, there was a kind of mucus sticking on the broken limbs. Alkaline, preliminarily determined to be... saliva."

"Saliva?" Sherlock clapped his hands together, then quickly walked to the corpse on the test bench, took out his high-power magnifying glass and bent over to observe carefully, while quickly whispering: "Oh...it's obvious, how can ordinary sharp weapons It may have caused such an irregular wound, where did the rest of the body go, of course it was not taken away by the murderer, but eaten into the stomach by the 'murderer'..."

"What?!" Lestrade exclaimed, "How could the murderer eat people!"

Su Fu sighed from the bottom of his heart... Young man, you are still too tender, the murderer really eats people!

Sherlock straightened up, with an impatient look on his face: "Inspector Lestrade, please use your brain, can human teeth cause such a wound?"

He pulled a piece of flesh and rolled over the calf with torn blood vessels and burst veins: "Look, can your teeth eat out such a fracture?"

Su Fu gave a short laugh, but when she looked up and saw the faces of the people around her, she quickly suppressed her laughter.

"So you mean—an animal?"

"Of course... the animal, how did it get in, there is no video at the door, and the door is locked—" Sherlock dropped the leg, took off his rubber gloves, took out his phone and stood there to check.

About a minute later, he suddenly raised his head, with an exaggerated and clear expression: "Plumber repairman! What a brilliant plan—"

Before he finished speaking, he rushed out the door. Su Fu took a deep breath, shrugged at Inspector Lestrade, and immediately chased him out: "Sherlock—"

Sherlock stopped a taxi as soon as he went out and walked away, and quickly disappeared into the swaying water curtain lights on a rainy night. Su Fu took another deep breath, took out his mobile phone and made a call: "He ran too fast Yes, I can't catch up... Yes, I need his location, trouble."

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When Su Fu entered the door, Sherlock was taking off his wet windbreaker. Mrs. Hudson asked distressedly, "What's going on? How did Sherlock get so wet..."

"I did it myself." Su Fu stood the red umbrella at the door, "I didn't even bother to open the umbrella for him after chasing him, he deserved to be caught in the rain."

She chased Sherlock to the Moriton community. The dead man's residence was still surrounded by isolation tapes. He stayed inside for about ten minutes and then came out. He waited at the door for half an hour but didn't get a taxi, so he was drenched all the way. Rain ran back.

As for Su Fu, in order not to let Sherlock find out, she cast a disillusionment spell on herself, quietly followed behind him, and wandered outside for a while before entering the door.

Sherlock went to take a bath, she locked the door, and with a wave of her wand, she cleaned up the messy living room, checked and strengthened the protective spell, and then Sherlock came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe.

His sharp eyes turned around the unusually tidy house and asked, "What did you do to my house?"

Su Fu opened his arms and made a posture for the opening of the show: "As you can see."

Sherlock fell heavily on the sofa and elongated his voice: "Damn obsessive-compulsive disorder, even the house can't escape your clutches—"

"As far as the ownership of the real property is concerned," Su Fu interrupted him, "The real property owner of this house is Mrs. Hudson, and the right to use the second floor belongs to both of us, so you can't say 'my house'--"

"What's the matter?" Sherlock interrupted her again, "Instead of arguing about these useless things, why not use your IQ to think about today's case—"

"That's your business." Su Fu opened his legs and sat beside him. "I like not to use my brain. Not using my brain makes me happy."

Sherlock: "..."

He put his leg back again, intending to push Su Fu away: "Didn't you check the phone book of Michael Smith's phone? Didn't you find anything special?"

Su Fu simply put his legs on the sofa: "They're all strangers, he even has a note from the delivery boy, you said he's gay, he wouldn't want to flirt with the delivery boy, would he?"

Sherlock choked, and said weakly: "Your focus is always in some strange ghost place..."

Su Fu straightened his legs, and said in a low voice: "Okay, I'm not kidding you... His latest contact did not have a note, indicating that it was an unfamiliar number that he seldom contacted. Who is that? You said in Scotland Yard earlier that 'the plumbing Repairman', so the owner of this number is a plumber repairman? Is the plumbing broken at Smith's?"

"Of course, his water pipe is broken, otherwise where would that cute little animal get in..."

Su Fu: "..."

I really can't accept the adjective you use.

"It's definitely not a small animal that can bite people like that. Birds of prey like tigers and lions can't get in the sewer pipe, so... boa constrictors?"

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