[Comprehensive] Sherlock's Secret
Chapter 80
"In human terms," she rolled her eyes, "——I know you must have irregular diet and forget everything when you work. If you continue like this, your stomach will be damaged."
Sherlock just responded vaguely.
An hour later they had lunch, Su Fu cleaned up the dishes and went to wash them, the water above the sink was rushing, and the dishes were rinsed one by one, probably because it was too boring, Sherlock leaned against the door Watching her wash the dishes, Su Fu looked at her for a while and suddenly said, "I came back in such a hurry that I forgot. I brought you a book, so you can read it by yourself when you are free?"
As she spoke, she shook off the water beads on her hands, ran to the bedroom, took out a small bag from her coat pocket, opened it and shook it, and came out with a pile of thick or thin books. Entering Sherlock's bookshelf, she found that the bookshelf was full and there was no place for it. She asked loudly, "Where are the books?"
"random……"
Su Fu had no choice but to place them on the window sill.
She went back to the kitchen and cleaned up the rest of the dishes. Sherlock stood at the door and stared at her. His gaze was always sharp and serious. After being stared at by him for a long time, he would feel a prickly discomfort on his back. Su Fu touched his forehead Said: "Why are you staring at me? I don't have any flowers growing on my head..."
He said unmoved: "You just came out of the bedroom, didn't you find anything?"
"What—" Su Fu went to push the bedroom door in a daze, he seemed to be annoyed at her, and stepped in before her.
Su Fu felt baffled, and just poked his head through the door, suddenly something came towards her with a hood over her head, and it was placed on top of her head crookedly, even covering her eyes.
"what……"
She reached out to take it off, and found that it was... a black wizard hat.
Like in the anime, the steeple and the wide edge look mysterious and exaggerated.
She blinked and asked in surprise, "Where did you buy it?"
"In the funny jewelry store at the door," Sherlock said dryly, "it was placed on the table just now, and you even put the book on the window sill, but you didn't find it? It's because you haven't handled a case for a month. Your observation ability Did it go down?"
"...Maybe," she said seriously, put her hat back on, pressed her hair and smiled, "Thank you, I like it very much."
Sherlock looked away, shrugged again after a while and said, "Well - Merry Christmas, Sue."
"Merry Christmas, dear."
==
In the evening, Mycroft called. He was still trying to persuade Sherlock to go home. After three persistent phone calls, Sherlock finally got impatient. Without looking at it, he picked it up and whispered in his ear: "Go back by yourself!"
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before the suspicious voice of Inspector Lestrade came: "Sherlock? Is it Sherlock Holmes?"
Sherlock immediately turned over from the sofa and sat up, with a calm voice: "Yes - is there anything urgent?"
"Sorry to interrupt Christmas, but this matter has something to do with you..."
"Please say."
"Dr. Edmund Lance is missing, someone voicemailed, let's find you..."
"I'll go right now."
As he spoke, he threw the phone on the coffee table, grabbed the windbreaker and greeted Su Fu, "Su, we have a new case."
"I'm going back to school later, so I won't go there with you," she said apologetically, "when I'm done with my work."
"Okay." He agreed coldly, and went out by himself.
Su Fu hesitated on the spot for a few seconds, and finally followed out with a long sigh, but when she rushed out of the unit door in a hurry, Sherlock had already disappeared.
"Run so fast..." she murmured, and was about to make a phone call to ask him where he had been, when her hand was halfway out and suddenly stopped in the air, her figure froze, and the air was silent for a moment, I felt my head being hit by a sudden dull pain, and I fell limply to the ground.
==
scotland yard.
Sherlock strode through the aisle he had visited countless times and walked towards Inspector Lestrade holding a handful of papers in his hand. Seeing him, he immediately said, "Come and listen to that recording first."
The recording was sent by e-mail, the IP address cannot be deciphered at all, the sound is also electronically synthesized, and the content is only one sentence——
"Go and find Sherlock Holmes."
"When did you send it?"
"Afternoon..." Lestrade said angrily, "Because today is Christmas, most people are on holiday. If I hadn't been unlucky enough to be on duty at night, I guess I won't find this email until tomorrow morning!"
"What about Dr. Lance's disappearance?"
"It should be the same time, but the report was late..."
It was the security guard of Butts Hospital who called to report the case. According to him, the doctor stayed in the laboratory all day today. At noon, he suddenly heard a sound of something breaking inside, which lasted for several minutes. He thought it was a The doctor didn't pay much attention when he failed the experiment, but the doctor didn't come out for dinner until the afternoon, and he didn't see him ask the cleaning staff to go in to clean the laboratory, so the security guard felt that something was wrong.
However, because the door lock of the laboratory is encrypted and specially made, and only a special key can be opened, the security guard made many phone calls and took a lot of effort to finally open the door, and was stunned by the scene inside.
Almost all the glassware in the laboratory were shattered to the ground, most of the instruments were rickety, as if they had been looted by robbers, and the laboratory was empty without a trace of people.
The doors and windows were all intact, but the doctor himself, who had been doing experiments inside since the morning, disappeared inexplicably, leaving a shocking scene.
"Dr. Lance should have been robbed," Lestrade frowned. "I have pity on him as a scientific researcher, such a good person, and he often lends us the sterile laboratory..."
"Don't make a conclusion until you go to the scene to investigate. I really hope that your ability is worthy of your job, Inspector." Sherlock put on his gloves, lowered his eyes slightly, and said to him in a cold tone, "Take me Go to the scene."
Said he strode out.
Lestrade rubbed his head. He and Sherlock were old acquaintances. For a long time, he had been ridiculed for his intelligence because of investigating cases, but why did he always feel that... His tone today was especially sarcasm.
At this time, his impatient voice came from the corridor outside the door: "Inspector, are you planning to sit in the office and wait for the criminal suspect to come and surrender?"
Lestrade quickly followed out.
Butts Hospital.
The hospital at Christmas was not much colder than usual, there were quite a few patients and nurses coming in and out, Sherlock was taking a big step, and Lestrade could hardly keep up with him, so he hurried behind and shouted; "Sherlock! Why are you walking so fast!"
What answered him was an indifferent and unrestrained figure from the back.
laboratory.
The hospital's security guards are well trained. After the accident, the site was immediately sealed off to block the flow of people. Even though it has been nearly half a day, the site is well preserved.
The one who came before Inspector Lestrade was a young sergeant. Sherlock could tell at a glance that he was a newcomer. He had probably been on the job for less than a month. He was standing nervously at the door, looking in curiously from time to time. Take a look, or look anxiously at the corridor entrance.
When Lestrade's figure turned around, he quickly trotted forward: "Inspector—"
"No matter how much western medicine you take, your hemorrhoids won't heal. Go for a surgery." Sherlock brushed past him, shaking his coat collar as he walked, and arrived at the laboratory he was familiar with in two steps. the door.
The isolation belt has been pulled up here.
Lestrade coughed twice, and said, "Toke, this is Sherlock Holmes, I called to help investigate the case..."
"Oh... I heard Miss Donovan say it," Tork smiled a little embarrassedly, "Hello, Mr. Holmes—"
No one responded.
The scene was very embarrassing.
Lestrade hurriedly said, "Don't mind, he's just like this..."
It was only at this time that he realized that something was missing, and it seemed that he should not be the one to explain this situation.
After looking around for two seconds, the inspector finally realized that the little angel Su Fu who usually answered the conversation was not here today.
He walked up to Sherlock and asked, "Why isn't Sue with you? Speaking of which, it seems like I haven't seen her for a long time?"
"Huh..." Sherlock made a contemptuous nasal voice, "She went to the mountains to be a volunteer!"
There was a bit of gnashing of teeth in the tone.
As he spoke, he walked cautiously into the laboratory.
"How could you agree to her doing this—" Lestrade seemed to disapprove, "Your boyfriend is not competent at all, girls are always soft-hearted, and they do everything on a whim, and now she must Regret, you should have stopped her long ago, don't let her go to the mountains to suffer..."
Sherlock snorted coldly, and said vaguely: "I can't stop her..."
Lestrade was surprised: "Is there anything else you can't handle?"
"She's not the case!" Sherlock suddenly turned his head and glared at him, quite annoyed, "How do I know what's going on with her—there is surveillance in the laboratory, and the cameras are connected to the surveillance of the entire hospital. There will be independent backups, now tell me if you went ahead, Mr Tork?"
The little police officer who was called by him suddenly was taken aback, and he reacted for two seconds and quickly said: "I asked, but, but the monitoring screen at that time period was blank..."
The author has something to say: Why do you always struggle with air and water... This is just an ironic statement.
I saw some of you talking about going on a diet to lose weight. To be honest, don’t do it. It’s bad for the stomach and easy to rebound. It’s not worth it.
If you want to lose weight, eat less staple food and meat, eat more fruits and vegetables, choose not to eat dinner, drink more water, sit less and stand more. Aerobic exercise such as jogging at least three times a week, especially do not eat snacks and drink, Standing for half an hour after a meal is simple and effective.
You also need to eat well and not stay up late, stay up late and sleep more, long-term cultivation of immortality can help you become weak and gain weight... Don't ask me how I know hahaha I don't want to give up writing for another two days, maybe I can stand up Just finished writing.
But my best friend has a proverb that I must tell you... I grow meat by myself, why should I lose weight ╮(︶﹏︶)╭
Sherlock just responded vaguely.
An hour later they had lunch, Su Fu cleaned up the dishes and went to wash them, the water above the sink was rushing, and the dishes were rinsed one by one, probably because it was too boring, Sherlock leaned against the door Watching her wash the dishes, Su Fu looked at her for a while and suddenly said, "I came back in such a hurry that I forgot. I brought you a book, so you can read it by yourself when you are free?"
As she spoke, she shook off the water beads on her hands, ran to the bedroom, took out a small bag from her coat pocket, opened it and shook it, and came out with a pile of thick or thin books. Entering Sherlock's bookshelf, she found that the bookshelf was full and there was no place for it. She asked loudly, "Where are the books?"
"random……"
Su Fu had no choice but to place them on the window sill.
She went back to the kitchen and cleaned up the rest of the dishes. Sherlock stood at the door and stared at her. His gaze was always sharp and serious. After being stared at by him for a long time, he would feel a prickly discomfort on his back. Su Fu touched his forehead Said: "Why are you staring at me? I don't have any flowers growing on my head..."
He said unmoved: "You just came out of the bedroom, didn't you find anything?"
"What—" Su Fu went to push the bedroom door in a daze, he seemed to be annoyed at her, and stepped in before her.
Su Fu felt baffled, and just poked his head through the door, suddenly something came towards her with a hood over her head, and it was placed on top of her head crookedly, even covering her eyes.
"what……"
She reached out to take it off, and found that it was... a black wizard hat.
Like in the anime, the steeple and the wide edge look mysterious and exaggerated.
She blinked and asked in surprise, "Where did you buy it?"
"In the funny jewelry store at the door," Sherlock said dryly, "it was placed on the table just now, and you even put the book on the window sill, but you didn't find it? It's because you haven't handled a case for a month. Your observation ability Did it go down?"
"...Maybe," she said seriously, put her hat back on, pressed her hair and smiled, "Thank you, I like it very much."
Sherlock looked away, shrugged again after a while and said, "Well - Merry Christmas, Sue."
"Merry Christmas, dear."
==
In the evening, Mycroft called. He was still trying to persuade Sherlock to go home. After three persistent phone calls, Sherlock finally got impatient. Without looking at it, he picked it up and whispered in his ear: "Go back by yourself!"
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before the suspicious voice of Inspector Lestrade came: "Sherlock? Is it Sherlock Holmes?"
Sherlock immediately turned over from the sofa and sat up, with a calm voice: "Yes - is there anything urgent?"
"Sorry to interrupt Christmas, but this matter has something to do with you..."
"Please say."
"Dr. Edmund Lance is missing, someone voicemailed, let's find you..."
"I'll go right now."
As he spoke, he threw the phone on the coffee table, grabbed the windbreaker and greeted Su Fu, "Su, we have a new case."
"I'm going back to school later, so I won't go there with you," she said apologetically, "when I'm done with my work."
"Okay." He agreed coldly, and went out by himself.
Su Fu hesitated on the spot for a few seconds, and finally followed out with a long sigh, but when she rushed out of the unit door in a hurry, Sherlock had already disappeared.
"Run so fast..." she murmured, and was about to make a phone call to ask him where he had been, when her hand was halfway out and suddenly stopped in the air, her figure froze, and the air was silent for a moment, I felt my head being hit by a sudden dull pain, and I fell limply to the ground.
==
scotland yard.
Sherlock strode through the aisle he had visited countless times and walked towards Inspector Lestrade holding a handful of papers in his hand. Seeing him, he immediately said, "Come and listen to that recording first."
The recording was sent by e-mail, the IP address cannot be deciphered at all, the sound is also electronically synthesized, and the content is only one sentence——
"Go and find Sherlock Holmes."
"When did you send it?"
"Afternoon..." Lestrade said angrily, "Because today is Christmas, most people are on holiday. If I hadn't been unlucky enough to be on duty at night, I guess I won't find this email until tomorrow morning!"
"What about Dr. Lance's disappearance?"
"It should be the same time, but the report was late..."
It was the security guard of Butts Hospital who called to report the case. According to him, the doctor stayed in the laboratory all day today. At noon, he suddenly heard a sound of something breaking inside, which lasted for several minutes. He thought it was a The doctor didn't pay much attention when he failed the experiment, but the doctor didn't come out for dinner until the afternoon, and he didn't see him ask the cleaning staff to go in to clean the laboratory, so the security guard felt that something was wrong.
However, because the door lock of the laboratory is encrypted and specially made, and only a special key can be opened, the security guard made many phone calls and took a lot of effort to finally open the door, and was stunned by the scene inside.
Almost all the glassware in the laboratory were shattered to the ground, most of the instruments were rickety, as if they had been looted by robbers, and the laboratory was empty without a trace of people.
The doors and windows were all intact, but the doctor himself, who had been doing experiments inside since the morning, disappeared inexplicably, leaving a shocking scene.
"Dr. Lance should have been robbed," Lestrade frowned. "I have pity on him as a scientific researcher, such a good person, and he often lends us the sterile laboratory..."
"Don't make a conclusion until you go to the scene to investigate. I really hope that your ability is worthy of your job, Inspector." Sherlock put on his gloves, lowered his eyes slightly, and said to him in a cold tone, "Take me Go to the scene."
Said he strode out.
Lestrade rubbed his head. He and Sherlock were old acquaintances. For a long time, he had been ridiculed for his intelligence because of investigating cases, but why did he always feel that... His tone today was especially sarcasm.
At this time, his impatient voice came from the corridor outside the door: "Inspector, are you planning to sit in the office and wait for the criminal suspect to come and surrender?"
Lestrade quickly followed out.
Butts Hospital.
The hospital at Christmas was not much colder than usual, there were quite a few patients and nurses coming in and out, Sherlock was taking a big step, and Lestrade could hardly keep up with him, so he hurried behind and shouted; "Sherlock! Why are you walking so fast!"
What answered him was an indifferent and unrestrained figure from the back.
laboratory.
The hospital's security guards are well trained. After the accident, the site was immediately sealed off to block the flow of people. Even though it has been nearly half a day, the site is well preserved.
The one who came before Inspector Lestrade was a young sergeant. Sherlock could tell at a glance that he was a newcomer. He had probably been on the job for less than a month. He was standing nervously at the door, looking in curiously from time to time. Take a look, or look anxiously at the corridor entrance.
When Lestrade's figure turned around, he quickly trotted forward: "Inspector—"
"No matter how much western medicine you take, your hemorrhoids won't heal. Go for a surgery." Sherlock brushed past him, shaking his coat collar as he walked, and arrived at the laboratory he was familiar with in two steps. the door.
The isolation belt has been pulled up here.
Lestrade coughed twice, and said, "Toke, this is Sherlock Holmes, I called to help investigate the case..."
"Oh... I heard Miss Donovan say it," Tork smiled a little embarrassedly, "Hello, Mr. Holmes—"
No one responded.
The scene was very embarrassing.
Lestrade hurriedly said, "Don't mind, he's just like this..."
It was only at this time that he realized that something was missing, and it seemed that he should not be the one to explain this situation.
After looking around for two seconds, the inspector finally realized that the little angel Su Fu who usually answered the conversation was not here today.
He walked up to Sherlock and asked, "Why isn't Sue with you? Speaking of which, it seems like I haven't seen her for a long time?"
"Huh..." Sherlock made a contemptuous nasal voice, "She went to the mountains to be a volunteer!"
There was a bit of gnashing of teeth in the tone.
As he spoke, he walked cautiously into the laboratory.
"How could you agree to her doing this—" Lestrade seemed to disapprove, "Your boyfriend is not competent at all, girls are always soft-hearted, and they do everything on a whim, and now she must Regret, you should have stopped her long ago, don't let her go to the mountains to suffer..."
Sherlock snorted coldly, and said vaguely: "I can't stop her..."
Lestrade was surprised: "Is there anything else you can't handle?"
"She's not the case!" Sherlock suddenly turned his head and glared at him, quite annoyed, "How do I know what's going on with her—there is surveillance in the laboratory, and the cameras are connected to the surveillance of the entire hospital. There will be independent backups, now tell me if you went ahead, Mr Tork?"
The little police officer who was called by him suddenly was taken aback, and he reacted for two seconds and quickly said: "I asked, but, but the monitoring screen at that time period was blank..."
The author has something to say: Why do you always struggle with air and water... This is just an ironic statement.
I saw some of you talking about going on a diet to lose weight. To be honest, don’t do it. It’s bad for the stomach and easy to rebound. It’s not worth it.
If you want to lose weight, eat less staple food and meat, eat more fruits and vegetables, choose not to eat dinner, drink more water, sit less and stand more. Aerobic exercise such as jogging at least three times a week, especially do not eat snacks and drink, Standing for half an hour after a meal is simple and effective.
You also need to eat well and not stay up late, stay up late and sleep more, long-term cultivation of immortality can help you become weak and gain weight... Don't ask me how I know hahaha I don't want to give up writing for another two days, maybe I can stand up Just finished writing.
But my best friend has a proverb that I must tell you... I grow meat by myself, why should I lose weight ╮(︶﹏︶)╭
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