[Comprehensive] How to pretend to be a victim?

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Update every night at [-] o'clock, and the comments in the first three chapters will have double red envelopes~~

There will be a 1 stalk at the end of Chapter 419. I specially noted the English fouronenine, because it is very similar to the English foronenight.

After all, I am not enlightened in summer, and classmate Chen will ask: What is a face?It's really good to have the male god in your hands [Look at my serious face]

Because the heroine is scumbag in English, so in order to reflect the scumbag of the heroine’s English, she will write in English and explain in English in the early stage (so, what she said is basically wrong, students and babies, don’t follow suit), speaking Chinese Write Chinese directly.Later, the system will give her props. After the props, she communicates with Juan Fu in English, but all of them are written in Chinese.

In addition, the Brits she partnered with all spoke English, but they were written in Chinese for readability.

The afternoon sun was just right, and the white pigeons were pacing leisurely on the lawn.

In the morgue of San Barceló Hospital, there was a sudden scream.

Under the pale light, Chen Shuyao hurriedly picked up the white sheet that fell from her waist to cover her chest, and looked vigilantly at the sightseeing group in front of her, consisting of Sherlock, Watson and Jasmine.

Her mind is totally messed up.Isn't she on the No. 2 bus going to the fourth level exam?Why was he lying naked in the morgue in the blink of an eye?

There is a lazy male voice in my head: Volume [-], The Illiterate Baker Street.

Afterwards, a translucent frame similar to the game operation interface appeared vaguely in the field of vision.She rubbed her eyes hurriedly, then opened them again, but everything disappeared again, only the three members of the sightseeing group looked at her in surprise.

Could it be that she is dreaming?

Chen Shuyao's somewhat empty eyes finally fell on Sherlock, she pursed her lips, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Before the exam, a British person with a super IQ who dreams of Juanfu must be able to keep his English, right?If you can be more lucky, you should be able to pass the fourth level this time, right?Time is fractions!

As a result, she quickly fastened the white sheet on her body, jumped off the metal bed, rushed in front of Sherlock, bowed at ninety degrees with lightning speed, closed her eyes tightly, and muttered something .

"Juanfu is on the top, bless me to take the exam, and I will pass the exam! If I can pass the fourth level today, in the future..." Chen Shuyao stood up straight, her eyes were still closed, and she put her hands together to her mouth, "What are you acting?" What am I looking at, Hallelujah."

The shoulder was suddenly tapped, Chen Shuyao slightly opened one eye and looked up, seeing the face close at hand, her brows furrowed unconsciously.

Did Juan Fu get shorter in the dream, or did she get taller? 185 minus 156, 30 centimeters faster can't be this kind of perspective...

At that time, Sherlock forced a smile: "Ma'am, are you okay?"

Chen Shuyao was startled when she heard this.

English?She must have been stunned by memorizing words, and how she dreamed was all in English!Did he not understand what she was saying?The language barrier is really flawed.

No matter, how much you can communicate counts.Wait, what did you say?

After standing there for a while, Chen Shuyao pointed to Sherlock with both hands, and then pointed to herself: "It means that you must help me. (I mean you must help me)"

After saying that, he clasped his hands together in front of his chest and looked at Sherlock pitifully.

"Please. (Please)"

This is the third time for her to take the CET-423 exam in four years of university. In the first two times, she passed the passing line with excellent scores of 419 and [-] respectively.If she failed the exam this time, she would not be able to get a degree certificate after graduation, and she would have her legs broken by her mother?

Watson looked at Jasmine and coughed dryly: "Actually, I think this case can be accepted, Jasmine, what do you think?"

Only then did Jasmine close her eyes and nodded, "Yes, it's very challenging."

Isn't it very challenging for a person who has been judged dead to suddenly come back to life and ask Sherlock to help her solve the case?

Sherlock glanced at Watson: "Uh, well, I'll take this case, and I promise you."

"Yes! Yes!" Chen Shuyao clenched his fists with a smile on his lips.

Now you can wake up with peace of mind.No, no, there is one more thing to do, it's rare to dream of a male god... She should be brave.

Thinking of this, she sneaked a glance at the person in front of her, and gave Sherlock a hug when she wasn't prepared.He pursed his lips and took a step back, giving two thumbs up.

"Youaretheno.1inmyheart. (You are the first in my heart)"

Then, he shook his hand and gave himself a loud slap.This slap did not slow her down for a while.

Isn't she dreaming?Hey, I'm going, why is it so painful? !

When Jasmine saw that she kept her head tilted after beating her, she bent slightly and looked directly into her eyes: "Uh, are you okay?"

Chen Shuyao made an "ok" gesture, stroked her cheek with her right hand, slowly stood up straight, and smiled awkwardly at the three of them.

Could it be because he slept too hard and didn't wake up?Hehe...then she'd better dream again, she was afraid that two slaps would slap herself mentally retarded.

She glanced at the cloth sheet on her body, glanced over the face of the person in front of her, and smiled: "Can you find some clothes forme? (Can you find me some clothes)"

The three of them stayed for a while, and Jasmine smiled and nodded: "Of course."

One hour later, in front of the laboratory.

Chen Shuyao was wearing a red dress, with a pair of black high heels on her feet, sitting with her legs crossed.One arm was stretched out, waiting for the doctor in front of him to draw blood, and the other hand rubbed on his temple, his eyes were dull.

If I had known that I would fall asleep on the bus, I didn’t go home even though I was making roast duck at home yesterday. Now it’s fine, no one called her when she fell asleep.What should I do if I pass the station?How should she wake up now?Playing jumping off a building in a dream?

But she is afraid of heights!

Her melancholy was constantly being dealt with, but of course she didn't know it. At that time, the tour group was standing at the door to observe her.

At a certain moment, Sherlock suddenly said, "Look at her."

Watson sized Chen Shuyao up and cleared his throat: "Uh, Jasmine, are you sure this is your dress?"

Whether it's the skirt or the shoes, they are tailor-made for the person in front of me. Not only is the size suitable, but the style is also in line with her temperament.

Jasmine sighed: "Actually, yes, but the size is too small."

Sherlock looked at the two expressionlessly: "It's her who I want you to see."

"Uh, very good, what's the matter?" Watson was a little puzzled.

"Three hours ago, it was salvaged from the Thames River. It is said that it was already a corpse with its joints detached. We rushed to the morgue two hours ago, but we didn't see this phenomenon. We can only say that it was a lifeless body. A person who is cold all over. But now, she seems to be improving very well, and she is no different from ordinary people." Sherlock narrowed his eyes slightly.

Jasmine nodded: "This is indeed miraculous, although I don't want to admit it, but besides resurrection from the dead, is there any better explanation?"

"Perhaps the person who witnessed the corpse lied. A corpse whose joints have been detached will never live." Sherlock turned and walked towards the door after saying that.

Watson looked at the back of someone going away: "Hey! Sherlock, where are you going?"

"Go find the truth!" Shouted Sherlock without looking back.

After the blood was drawn, Chen Shuyao pressed her arm with a cotton swab, and when she looked up, she saw Watson walking over.

Watson stood still in front of her: "Can you tell me your name?"

Chen Shuyao thought for a moment, "Call me Shuyao. (Call me Shuyao)"

"Okay, where is your home? We'll take you back first."

Hearing this, Chen Shuyao almost laughed wryly.

My home...is in the northeast...are you sure you can send me back?

"Ih□□enohome, can IfollowyoutoBakerstreettwotwoone. (I don't have a home, can I go to 221 Bakerstreet with you)" Chen Shuyao blinked, trying to put on a sincere little look.

Anyway, there must be a place to go, right?Isn't it a bit too miserable to have to live on the streets in a dream?

Watson was stunned for a while: "Oh, all right."

The taxi stopped at Baker Street, and Chen Shuyao opened the door to get out, and finally got her wish. When she saw No. 221 Baker Street, which made her dream about in the play, she still couldn't help feeling a little excited.He reached out and knocked the handle on the door.

She couldn't help but like this dream, it was 100% restored, and the sense of reality was super strong.

Watson opened the door: "Please come in."

"Thanks." Chen Shuyao almost sprained her ankle just after taking two steps.Fortunately, with quick eyesight and quick hands, he supported the wall.She smiled at Watson with some embarrassment, and walked up the stairs slowly, holding on to the handrail of the stairs.

Usually, in order to make up for her height, she only wears platform shoes at most. This is the first time she has ever seen high heels, and she is lucky that she didn't fall and eat shit.

Walking through the narrow stairs, she stretched out her hand and pushed open the door on the second floor, looking around.

Watson simply cleaned up the pile of newspapers on the sofa: "Please sit down."

Chen Shuyao nodded, and heard the sound of going upstairs before she sat down.

"John, you're back."

She followed the sound and saw Mrs. Hudson standing in the doorway.

The latter looked at Watson with a smile: "Who is this lady?"

"It should be said to be a victim." Watson scratched his forehead.

Mrs. Hudson covered her mouth, and looked at Chen Shuyao in shock: "Oh my God, believe me, that's really bad. Just sit down, I'll go to the kitchen and look at my poor refrigerator, you know Sherlock is bad Guy, I often use it indiscriminately. Don't spoil the snacks I just bought last night, you guys talk first."

Chen Shuyao smiled, sat down on the sofa, stared at the window in a daze.

At a certain moment, a translucent operation frame appeared in front of my eyes again, but it disappeared again in the blink of an eye.Soon after, a sense of dizziness hit.Fragmentary pictures broke into her mind, she seemed to see a truck honking its horn and driving towards her...

Head hurts.

"Hiss." She couldn't help frowning and covering her head.

"If you feel uncomfortable, go in and rest for a while, I believe Sherlock won't mind." Watson pointed in the direction of the bedroom.

Helping her to sit down by the bed in the bedroom, Watson left.She took off her high heels and fell on the bed.Before I knew it, he fell into a drowsy sleep...

At one point, she seemed to hear the door opening.There were two voices arguing indistinctly beside her ears, as if they were speaking in Chinese, she couldn't help frowning.

Are you finally waking up?But she is very tired.

After a while, she barely lifted her heavy eyelids, and seeing that the bedroom was still in front of her, she sighed secretly.

I have to comfort myself: a few days in the dream, a day in the world.Well, it must be like this!

"you're awake?"

It was a woman's voice, and it was still speaking Chinese!

Chen Shuyao's eyes widened suddenly, she hurriedly sat up, and firmly grasped the hand of the Asian woman sitting by the bed as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

"You must help me!"

The woman smiled awkwardly: "Okay, okay. What happened?"

Chen Shuyao said with a serious face, "I'm dreaming right now, I can't wake up. But I'm still in a rush for the CET-[-] exam, and if I don't wake up, it will be too late! So, you... slap me? Or punch me? Okay, why don't you stab me? I'm most afraid of pain, so I probably woke up anyway..."

The smile on the woman's face froze instantly, and it was replaced by Iguchi, who hurriedly withdrew his hand from her, stood up and took a few steps back.

Only then did Chen Shuyao see that Sherlock was standing at the corner of the bed watching what happened just now.At this moment, after the woman talked to him for a few words, she hurriedly fled against the wall.

"Hey! They're all from the same village. Don't you want to help me? Don't leave!" Chen Shuyao stretched out his hand to grab him, but he was already gone.

Sure enough, no one can be relied on, so I have to do it myself.Thinking of this, she looked at her right hand.She closed her eyes firmly, and just as she raised her hand, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.She opened her eyes to see Sherlock sitting on the edge of the bed.

If it wasn't for Jasmine's repeated confirmation that the person in front of him had no mental problems, he might not be able to resist sending her directly to the lunatic asylum to be managed by experts.

Seeing her cheeks blushing, Sherlock quickly let go of his hand: "I want to know something about you."

Chen Shuyao probably understood a little bit, so she nodded her head, her gaze was nowhere to rest: "What do you want to know? (What do you want to know)"

"Remember what happened on the night of April 4th?" Sherlock said as slowly as possible.

He had just checked, and the person in front of him was indeed the body that had been salvaged at that time, and the joints had been dislodged.

Eliminate all impossibilities, and the remaining explanation, however improbable, is the truth of the matter.He could only think that she was indeed resurrected from the dead.

And when she was salvaged, she was completely naked, without any traces on her body, so he failed to collect any useful information.Currently, he only has the clue of Jasmine's initial deduction of her death time - she should have died on the night of April 4th.

As for why she came back from the dead and how she died, he can only seek a breakthrough from her for the time being.

Chen Shuyao didn't hear it clearly, and frowned slightly: "Pardon? (Can you say it again)"

Sherlock was taken aback, but immediately remembered what Watson had just told him about Bakerstreettwotwoone, and he decided to repeat it in her way.

"You 4, 1, 9... (fouronenine)"

When Chen Shuyao heard the words, her eyes widened suddenly, and she silently grabbed the quilt tightly: "Youmustbekiddingme... (You must be kidding me)"

Doesn't Foronenight mean one | night | love? !Is this dream too exciting? !

Seeing Sherlock's blank face, she was about to confirm again, so she licked her lower lip, pointed at him and then at herself: "You mean you and me? (Do you mean you and me)"