[Comprehensive] Sherlock's Secret

Sherlock released his wrist, and Alexis nodded quickly.

"I'm going to ask you a few questions now, and you have to answer them truthfully, do you understand?" Su Fu asked bluntly, "Did you hang out with a 25-year-old blonde woman last night? You just need to answer yes or no immediately Can."

"Yes……"

"Do you know her name?"

"Ah... Ann, Anthea."

"Pseudonym," Su Fu said, "Is this the first time I met her yesterday?"

Alexis nodded, then shook his head: "I often, often see her here, but yesterday was the first time she talked to me..."

"What else do you know about her? Answer truthfully."

Alexis immediately shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know..."

"Oh?" Su Fu smiled coldly, "Do you know how many years the maximum statutory sentence is for harboring and harboring criminal suspects? She committed a crime and has been arrested. If you don't report anything, I think the procuratorate will be very willing to prosecute her." your."

"Impossible! She invited me last night—" he shouted, and closed his mouth abruptly.

"What did you invite?" Su Fu said solemnly, "Say!"

"You, who are you?" Alexis stood up from the stool without intention, "Cole! Who the hell did you bring to find me!"

Su Fu pressed his shoulder and smiled: "Who do you think we are?"

She was thinking about whether to secretly change a certificate or something like that to show off, so Sherlock took out a copy from his pocket and waved it in front of Alexis with a false and perfunctory smile: "What do you think?" Woolen cloth?"

Alexis' face changed obviously, and he immediately said: "It's her, she invited me to play at her house, and said—"

"address."

"What—ah, oh," he rummaged through his pockets in a hurry, and pulled out a crumpled and dirty note, "East District... Kenlint Down Street, Thirty, No. 33. "

Su Fu glanced out of the corner of his eye, and pulled out the note: "Anyway, you won't need it anymore, why don't you just give it to me."

Saying that she walked out of the dim bar with Sherlock.

Alexis looked at Cole in a daze, but Cole just shrugged at him: "Sherlock has always been like this, but he can help you get rid of the suspicion of burglary, that's enough, isn't it?"

Night falls.

"Should we go eat first?" Su Fu asked, "Then go to the East District?"

"Go home," Sherlock pulled up the collar of his windbreaker, "I can guarantee that the stupid police detectives at Scotland Yard still haven't determined the address of Serena Yake, we don't need to worry."

"Let's go, the truth... the sooner the truth comes out, the better."

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Eastside.

After a simple dinner, Su Fu and Sherlock found Serena Yake's residence according to the address on Alexis' note.

Compared with the bustling and affluent West District, the East District is slightly inferior, and Serena Yake's living here is certainly in line with her financial ability.

It was an old apartment, completely in line with Sherlock's guess, the walls in the corridor were covered with dust and colorful graffiti, and the old-fashioned anti-theft doors were installed, basically the kind that had been eliminated by the market for ten years.

They directly opened No. 33 with the key, even though Su Fu repeatedly reminded Sherlock that it was illegal to break into a private house.

The anti-theft door is old, and there is a loud and harsh sound when the door is opened. The occupant of the door opened the door and took a look, then closed it again.

However, as soon as he entered, Su Fu sighed: "I haven't lived here for a long time..."

Sherlock turned on the light. The house was small and the furnishings were messy, but there was a layer of fine dust on the curtains and furniture, and the various utensils had obviously not been touched for a long time.

"She doesn't live here?"

"Of course she doesn't live here..." Sherlock walked around the inner kitchen and the narrow living room, "She used to live here, but obviously hasn't been back for a long time—Sue, let me show you the key You didn’t even notice that the key produced iron oxide because it hadn’t been used for a long time.”

"God damn ferric oxide," Su Fu rolled his eyes, "You don't know what I major in? To tell you the truth, all the bacteria in my mind are negative in chemistry, biology, physics, mathematics—but, since she Why did you carry the keys to this house when you stopped living here a long time ago, and...why did you tell Alexis that she lived here?"

Sherlock stood on the spot, folded her hands and said in a low voice: "She carried the key of this room with her, and told Alexis that she obviously meant to move back here. What made her suddenly want to move back? In the old house...someone is trying to find something in her, she is avoiding this person, she has taken something - something that can be carried around, a handbag or even a pocket compartment - light, thin, small, maybe A card, a special letterhead, or a ring...it's all possible."

"There are many possibilities..." Su Fu looked at the situation in the bedroom, "She should have just moved back yesterday, and the mouth of the wax bottle is still wet."

"Pomade—" Sherlock turned around, his eyebrows sank slightly, he suddenly reached out to grab a handful of her hair, Su Fu subconsciously wanted to hide, but turned his head to his penetrating and clear eyes, "Su, You never have to..."

"...Of course I don't need pomade," Su Fu frowned and pulled his hair back, "but this doesn't prevent me from knowing it, just like I know that necklace—"

"Come on," Sherlock interrupted her coldly, "you rarely dress yourself up, why would you search for a cheap and easy-to-use niche brand pomade like Serena Yake? Don't mention that necklace , you don’t pay attention to the new status of jewelry styles at all, otherwise you wouldn’t specifically check on your mobile phone—where did you know about the pomade that was popular in Northern Ireland in the last century?”

"You can't conclude that I don't know Maybelline, Lancome, Dior and Chanel just because I don't like makeup! It's not deductive, it's taken out of context!"

"Deduction?" Sherlock's gray-green eyes narrowed dangerously, "I never told you, I named my reasoning Deduction."

This is fucking embarrassing.

Su Fu gritted his teeth secretly, you might not believe me when I said it, but I knew it when I watched TV in my previous life...

"Oh," she nodded calmly, "Yeah, you didn't say it, and I don't know, it's just that the general reasoning of inevitability can be called deductive method. What's wrong with me?"

"Yeah, of course there's nothing wrong with it." Sherlock looked away indifferently, and said casually, "I want to create a personal website, which is called deductive method, what do you think?"

"Sounds very good, I support you," she covered her lips and yawned, "What should I do now, there are not many valuable clues in this room."

"Clues won't come to you by themselves, you have to find them..." Sherlock said as he pushed the door open and rang the doorbell of the neighbor opposite.

The door was opened by a young woman with a snub nose, she frowned vigilantly and said, "Who are you looking for?"

"Hmn——I'm your neighbor, my name is William," Sherlock turned on the actor mode again, and he made a slightly embarrassed look, "We just rented Miss Yake's house, this is my girlfriend Zoe—" he said, pushing Su Fu, a must-have girlfriend prop for home travel, to the front, "She wants to borrow a clothes rack from you, can I?"

Su Fu's heart didn't fluctuate, and he didn't want to laugh at all.

The author has something to say: Sue Sherlock's must-have performance props for home and travel. Good product. Frank raised a question: So when will I be able to become a regular [Smile reveals a little tiredness.jepg]

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