[Comprehensive] Sherlock's Secret

"I also took a look in the garden by the way," Su Fu continued his words, "Sure enough, the surveillance on the fence in the backyard was turned off early, and in fact, the stolen things have not been taken out, and they are buried in the garden. Under the bougainvillea—Mark Morrison said it himself, he was so stupid, the hibiscus had already failed in this season, and he asked the maid to water it..."

She shook her head, and muttered to herself again: "This man must be out of his mind, I really don't understand how he thought of planning to give his father hallucinogens in advance—"

Detective Inspector Lestrade quickly took out his mobile phone and called Scotland Yard to inform the detectives to go and arrest him. After the call, he reacted and said with a stare: "I have spent so much effort to get you a corpse, you can test it." Blood sample?"

"In order to make sure that the deceased did take an overdose of quinazolone," Sherlock said casually, "and to test Mark Morrison's reaction, he will be nervous about the corpse, and he must be afraid of what evidence we will get in the test."

Su Fu joked: "He is so nervous, he must be a first-time offender—he seems to have a complete plan?"

"No, this is not his plan..." Sherlock said something vague, straightened his coat, and said loudly, "Doctor, let's go first."

When the three of them came out of Barts Hospital together, Inspector Lestrade was still struggling with the case just now and the useless corpse he worked so hard to get, and complained why Sherlock didn't call and tell the case earlier the whole story.

Su Fu laughed and said, "Actually, the case was already solved before we walked out of Morrison's house."

Lestrade: "..."

Sherlock sneered: "It doesn't take any thought at all, Gerson, why don't you try to use your own brain?"

Lestrade: "..."

Su Fu patted the inspector on the shoulder to express comfort, and ran to the side of the road to hail a taxi. Lestrade looked at her back, then turned to look at Sherlock, as if he wanted to refute something but finally He didn't say anything, just shrugged and snorted, "Since when did she become like you? Sherlock—the two of you look really good for each other now."

Sherlock stood upright on the spot, as if he didn't hear the irony in his tone, he didn't even shift his eyes a little bit, his tone was very unquestionable, he said:

"of course."

==

"Since the murderer is Mark Morrison, what's with the letter mark?"

"When he is arrested, the inspector will ask for us."

Su Fu pulled open the door of the house, and Curly, which came back from the waves outside, flew towards her with fluttering wings. It blinked and rubbed its head against the back of Su Fu's hand. Sherlock raised his hand and poked it aside. , Jujuan yelled aggrievedly and looked at Su Fu, Su Fu said expressionlessly: "Fat people have no future, unless you lose weight and become a cute little one."

Juanjuan: "..."

Good Nima is desperate.

"Do you want to inform your brother?" Su Fu asked, "After all, he is very concerned about this case."

"He must have known already," Sherlock said, "don't worry about him."

"It's getting dark..." Su Fu glanced at the clock on the wall, "It's dinner time again."

As she spoke, she went to the kitchen, and she stood listlessly on the shelf of the hanging basket. When she heard the word dinner, she let out a feeble hoot. She felt that her owl was hopeless, and thought about whether to abandon its owner and go to Hogwarts in due time. .

Su Fu in the kitchen suddenly poked his head out and asked, "Sherlock, where did Dr. Lance work before going to Butts Hospital?"

"He never mentioned it," Sherlock walked up and down the room, answering casually, "but I guess, he should have engaged in some kind of long-term research work before—"

He paused, and added: "—under a sealed environment."

Su Fu stopped the movements in his hands, and said in thought: "His attitude towards that earring is a bit strange today, either his female relatives once owned similar jewelry, or...he should know the owner of that earring .”

"Didn't you say that the owner of the earrings is—" Sherlock paused, his brows slightly frowned, as if he was not used to this kind of expression, "—isn't he an ordinary person?"

"That's right," Su Fu propped his chin and thought, "That's why I feel strange... Speaking of which, how did you and Dr. Lance meet?"

"He was a visiting professor at Cambridge University for a while."

"No wonder you know him so well..." She threw the pasta into the pot to cook, and stood by the kitchen door to talk to Sherlock, "I haven't seen Jasmine for a long time, I don't know when she will come back."

And Sherlock said coldly: "Jasmine Amber is not your cousin."

"That's right," Su Fu sighed, "I'm still alive without any relatives."

"Well," Sherlock seemed to shrug, looking over her shoulder into the kitchen, "your water is boiling."

Su Fu glanced back, and said, "Of course it's boiling when you're cooking—but then again, luckily Jasmine isn't here today, I don't know how to tell her..."

"say what?"

"Ask knowingly - of course it's about you, she likes you..."

"Oh," Sherlock agreed and didn't care, but his dark green eyes moved slightly, and a small smile appeared in his eyes, "but what does this have to do with you?"

Just as Su Fu was about to lift the lid of the pot, he immediately dropped the spoon and stepped in front of him, squinting his eyes and saying, "I don't believe you really can't see it."

Sherlock lowered his eyes, her expressionless face reflected in the penetrating eyes, and then he shook his head with his lips pursed.

Su Fu: "..."

She took a step forward and asked with a tiger face, "You really can't tell?"

Sherlock shrugged.

Su Fu shook his shoulder vigorously for a while: "Just pretend—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a rapid ringtone of the mobile phone.

"Huh," Su Fu let go of his shoulders, took his mobile phone and connected it without looking at it, handed it over and blinked, "answer the phone."

Sherlock didn't even look at it, just hung up and threw it aside, saying: "You haven't finished your sentence—"

Su Fu looked at the ceiling: "I'm done."

As she spoke, she bared her teeth and made a grimace at him, then ran into the kitchen, and after a while, her hahaha laughter came from inside.

Sherlock picked up the phone and glanced at McCoff's missed call, quickly deleted it, then threw the phone back, turned around and said, "Su—can you stop always overturning what you said, inconsistent and illogical .”

Su Fu held the spatula and poked his head out with a smile: "You are so smart, you can experience it yourself."

==

The next day.

The interrogation of Mark Morrison ended, and Inspector Lestrade specifically asked about the details of the "M" letter mark because of Sherlock's advance greeting. As a result, Mark Morrison confessed all other criminal facts truthfully, except On this point alone, he kept silent.

I had no choice but to put it on hold temporarily, and a few days later, unexpectedly, the case happened again, the same burglary, without the slightest trace, and the precious items disappeared. On the wall behind the curtain, there is an "M" scribbled on with an oil-based marker.

This time the case took place in the apartment of a pair of sisters who lived together. Before their grandmother passed away, they donated two pieces of jewelry from their collection as inheritance to the two sisters. The elder sister inherited a ruby ​​necklace, and the younger sister inherited a grandmother. Green brooches, the value of the two pieces of jewelry is basically the same, and both sisters are very satisfied with their inheritance.

On this day, my sister came back from the company's reception and put the necklace back into the jewelry box. After locking it, she was going to send it to the gem shop for maintenance the next morning, but when she woke up the next morning, the necklace was gone.

The lock of the jewelry box did not show any signs of damage, and the key was placed on her body intact. The elder sister thought that the younger sister took the key from her and stole the necklace, because the doors and windows of the house were locked well, and the house seemed to be Nothing had changed, and the younger sister, who apparently had the house key and knew where the necklace was placed, was more likely than an intruder.

But the problem was that my sister was not at home that night.

So the whereabouts of the necklace became a mystery.

What is even more puzzling is the casual and arrogant "M" on the wall.

Even my sister didn't know how it happened, because the power went out the night before, and she was quite tired from attending the reception during the day, so she went to bed early, but when she woke up the next morning, a letter mark appeared on the wall, and her necklace was unknown. tracked.

Inspector Lestrade was very troubled by the letter mark, but had no idea, so he turned to Sherlock again.

The structure of the apartment that the sisters live in is roughly three bedrooms, two of which face each other, and the other one is beside the entrance corridor. There is almost nowhere to hide.

The house was inherited from their parents who died early, and it is precisely because of their parents that the two sisters have never sold the house. They are still young, and moving out is a big expense, and the sisters have depended on each other for many years and have a good relationship, so Just lived together.

Sherlock and Su Fu went to the sisters' apartment at noon.

The scene of the crime this time was simply weird, because there seemed to be no traces, and most of the police detectives who came to investigate looked depressed and confused, completely unable to understand how this case happened.