[Comprehensive] Sherlock's Secret

He snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Su Fu pulled him away quickly, and said as he walked, "Don't talk nonsense in the future, you will be beaten if you do this, don't you know?"

"Ordinary people—"

Su Fu was speechless: "My child, you are really a second-year student, and labor and management really believe in your evil! (Please brainstorm Sichuan dialect)"

"...What did you just say? Is it Chinese? Why do you understand Chinese?"

Su Fu strode forward and said: "You just said that the chain of clues is not broken, and there is still information?"

Sherlock immediately caught up with her with a long leg: "You're an Englishman, why—"

"Clue," Su Fu emphasized, "tell me."

"Well," he paused, "Serena Yaker's dress."

"What happened to the skirt?"

Sherlock said: "Her skirt has a stain of cheap whiskey and a smear of candy syrup that only a Bengali can make, and the only place in London where a Bengali gathers is Brick Lane so - as long as Go to the small bars in Brick Lane and inquire about Serena Yake, maybe you will have unexpected gains."

Su Fu's brows twitched: "Only the candies made by Bangladeshis... You are so well-known and memorized, which makes people afraid."

"Oh——" Sherlock showed a look of disgust, "It's Mycroft who likes sweets, I just identified some types of candies."

"Yes, yes, you can distinguish the types of candies very well," Su Fu thoughtfully, "Actually, I also like sweets, so I will apply for a pastry chef for my next job..."

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Brick Lane.

This is a gathering place for street artists and hipsters. The gray walls are covered with colorful graffiti, and there are various second-hand vendors, art exhibitions, Indian restaurants, etc., full of colorful and lively.

Although Su Fu has lived in London for many years, she seldom comes here. After walking a distance with Sherlock, she said with a headache: "There are so many bars here, if you try to find them next to each other, you will go crazy!"

Sherlock turned around: "Do you think we can check all the bars in Brick Lane with the two of us?"

Su Fu: "...how else?"

Seeing that Sherlock was about to show an idiot expression again, Su Fu argued, "I didn't know there were so many bars in Brick Lane..."

Sherlock's gaze became serious, and his voice was clear and low: "You don't know that Brick Lane is a famous clubbing spot in London?"

Su Fu shrugged: "I've never had the habit of clubbing."

"Well, Sue, your habits are really unique," Sherlock said casually, "Which girl like you doesn't like a lively bar?"

Su Fu retorted: "Pay attention to your own age, Sherlock, 23 years old! How can a boy of your age walk around the murder scene every day?"

"Watch your wording Sue, boy... how stupid and childish."

Su Fu: "..."

You are young and handsome, you have the final say.

"So you're going to hire someone to find the bar?" she asked.

"Oh...of course, I have my own channel," Sherlock said, putting his hands in his pockets, stepped up the steps in two steps, and whistled at the young man with spray paint graffiti on the wall, "Hey brother, I know Where's Cole lately?"

The young man turned around and saw a black man with three shining nose rings on the bridge of his nose. Su Fu thought to himself that he really couldn't keep up with the times and couldn't understand the aesthetics of young people nowadays.

The black brother casually threw the spray paint into the bag under his feet, and said, "He should be in the area of ​​Ping'an Bridge today, go and have a look."

Sherlock waved to him, and went to the Ping An Bridge with Su Fu.

Cole was fighting with someone when they went.

Surrounded by a circle of young men in their twenties, and a few girls shouting and booing to watch the fun, the scene was once very grand, reminding Su Fu of the scene when she was in high school when a group of second-year boys fought for so-called loyalty.

It's really embarrassing how time has passed.

She thought Sherlock would go up to help Cole, but he stood with his arms folded and watched the battle with the others. He didn't go up until they had finished fighting and the people were almost dispersed, so he went up and lay down on the ground to die Cole: "Get up, I have something to ask you." He said as if to kick him.

Cole jumped up from the ground clutching his head, and howled, "Sherlock, you were just beside me, so you couldn't help me—"

"I can send you to a drug rehab," Sherlock let go of him, clapped his hands and said, "Help me find someone, she may not use her real name, she is a woman of about 25 years old, blond and blue-eyed, very beautiful, yesterday Haunted a bar at night that served marijuana and Bengali sweets."

"How beautiful?" Cole wiped his nosebleeds and said with a smile, "Is this your son? As beautiful as her?"

"This is her photo." Sherlock took out his phone and showed it to Cole. Su Fu asked in surprise, "Where did you come from?"

Cole whistled as if booing: "Hey Sherlock, your girlfriend is jealous!"

The two parties were unmoved, and Su Fu insisted on asking him to explain where the photos came from. Sherlock expressed that he was very desperate for Su Fu's IQ.

"When I checked the traffic card," Sherlock finally explained, "There will be a photo of her on the registration form, and I took it by chance."

Su Fu was also very desperate for her own IQ, she cried and said with a sad face: "Fuck, why didn't I think of it all of a sudden."

Cole leaned over to look at Serena's photo, carefully identified it for a long time, and suddenly said: "Isn't this the girl Alexis just picked up last night? She even gave him a handjob... "

"Alexis?" Sherlock repeated the name. "Where is he?"

"What are you looking for him for—ah! Sherlock—" Cole was dragged out by the collar of his clothes before he finished speaking. He struggled to turn around and shouted at Su Fu, "Half-race girl! Your boyfriend So— um!"

Su Fu shrugged helplessly and followed.

Alexis is the name written on the back of Serena's hand. Obviously, Sherlock's reasoning is very specific and accurate. He is the handsome guy she met in the bar, or in other words, a temporary girlfriend/friend.

Cole led them through most of Brick Lane, and by the time they found the bar called "Crazy Night", it was already dark.

The nightlife in the bars has only just begun.

Alexis is a tall, handsome Indian guy, wearing a hip-hop T-shirt and jeans, with a bunch of hair dyed green, full of non-mainstream madness and coolness.

Sherlock stared at him for less than ten seconds, then looked away, and then pulled Su Fu to him: "You ask."

Su Fu thought for a while, adjusted a smile that he thought was very kind, and said, "Hi friend, can I ask you a few questions?"

Alexis seemed to be still awake from the hangover from last night. He squeezed his cloudy dark eyes and said hoarsely, "Come and have a drink with me, and I'll——answer you."

"Sorry, I don't drink," Su Fu refused with a smile, "Can I start asking?"

"What do you say if you don't drink... the little girl looks pretty good?" She was about to reach out to touch Su Fu's face, but she just reached halfway, "Ah——"

Su Fu calmly withdrew her foot from stepping on his instep. Of course, the effect of her stepping on his instep may not have been as great as expected. Alexis screamed miserably because Sherlock reached out from behind her and directly folded it. his wrist.

Su Fu bent slightly and said, "Can you answer me now?"

The author has something to say: My friend watched "Chain Saw" and complained to me that this group of FBIs are so stupid that they have lowered the IQ of the whole street. If Sherlock is here, it will probably be solved in minutes.

After thinking about it, I said: If there is Sherlock, there is no need to shoot the movie, because he does not conform to the general convention.

I:……

She is also 6. She can afford to watch "Chain Saw", "Fatal Turn" and "Hannibal" every day for dinner.

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