[Comprehensive] How to pretend to be a victim?

The boy obviously didn't keep up with Sherlock's thinking, and he froze for a moment before speaking.

"I have a friend who disappeared yesterday. She has a pair of particularly attractive green eyes..."

"Listen, you should go back to the dormitory and watch over the problem that your friends may go anywhere casually and cannot be contacted without a mobile phone. Of course, if it exceeds 24 hours, you can go to Scotland Yard to find..."

Sherlock looked at Watson, who received: "Lestrade."

"Oh yes, he, Lestrade, or that self-righteous guy with the mid-section would be a good choice."

The young man looked confused: "But I don't think it's simply not without a mobile phone..."

Sherlock looked towards the door and yelled, "Next!"

Although the boy was reluctant to leave, he had no choice but to give up his position.

Chen Shuyao dug out a bag of bread from the cabinet, and was overjoyed, but when she checked the production date, it was three days past the expiration date.She sighed secretly, and glanced at Sherlock who was on the sofa with his hands clasped against his lips.

Is it true that people like Juan Fu don't need to eat or sleep?

While wondering, she heard the sound of wood poking the ground approaching. She followed the sound and saw an old woman who looked about seventy walking towards the chair with a cane.Snowflakes suddenly appeared on the screen in front of her. She seemed to see the old woman turning around and walking towards her. But when she looked closely, there were two overlapping figures, and she couldn't see her face clearly.An old voice came from my ear: "It's great, my baby."

"My granddaughter has been missing for a month. Here is her picture." As soon as the old woman opened her mouth, her sight returned to normal instantly, and the whispers in her ear disappeared.She stared at the old woman, holding her breath.

Watson got up and took the photo, frowned and looked at it, handed it to Sherlock, and immediately looked at the old woman: "Uh, didn't you call the police?"

"Reported, but they haven't found any useful information so far. I read Dr. Watson's blog and came to you with a glimmer of hope." Afterwards, the old woman began to talk about her granddaughter.

From what your last name is, how tall and thin you are, to where you went to school, what awards you won, everything is in detail.

It is said that when people get older, they tend to chatter easily, and there is no focus. The old lady perfectly interprets this point.After talking for an unknown amount of time, Chen Shuyao couldn't help covering her mouth and yawning.

"Mr. Holmes, please help me find my granddaughter."

Chen Shuyao looked at Sherlock upon hearing the words, only to realize that the latter had fallen asleep with his forehead leaning on him at some point.

"Sherlock." Watson called softly. Seeing that the latter still did not respond, he deliberately raised his voice, "Hi, Mycroft, you are here."

Sherlock really woke up instantly, looked at the door: "You are not welcome here."

The result, of course, was that there was no one at all.

"Ma'am, I believe the police will help you find your granddaughter." Sherlock frowned, then looked at Watson, and said softly, "Aren't there any unusual cases? Didn't I help you?" People who catch mistresses, private investigators who look for missing persons."

Watson shrugged helplessly.

Sherlock stood up and gently pushed the old woman's shoulder towards the door: "It's getting late, you should go back to have dinner."

The old woman looked blank: "But it's only two o'clock in the afternoon."

"Then have an afternoon tea. By the way, there is a good restaurant 300 meters from the right, and they have a big holiday treat recently." Sherlock held the door with a smile on his face.

Watson frowned slightly: "Is there any festival recently?"

"Big deal after April Fool's Day." Sherlock glanced back at him.

The old woman curled her lips: "Oh, yes, thank you so much. But my case..."

"This is a coupon." Sherlock took out a black paper from his pocket and handed it to the old woman, "Go slowly."

Then, without waiting for the old lady's response, she closed the door directly.Runs to the couch, jumps on it, and curls up in a ball, covering his head with his hands anxiously.

"Damn, damn, are serial killers asleep? Cases! I need cases to fill my empty brain!"

"Don't you still have Shuyao's case?" Hua Sheng turned to look at Chen Shuyao.

Chen Shuyao curled the corner of her mouth in embarrassment.

Although she has never eaten pork, she has seen pigs run away. This case may not be so easy to solve. How easy is it to clear the game?

Sherlock looked at Chen Shuyao upon hearing the words, but in an instant, he looked away again.The whole person leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes lightly.

"You think I don't want to explain? But before that, I should at least teach her to speak English well."

"Maybe you can ask for an interpreter." Watson glanced at Chen Shuyao.

"It's not advisable to suggest, she scared one of them away just now."

Watson coughed twice: "Anyway, I'm a doctor and a veteran, but I'm not good at being a teacher."

Hearing this, Sherlock sat up and looked at Watson: "Don't you think I'm good at it?"

"Why not?" Watson shrugged, and clipped the photo of the woman just now in the book.

Chen Shuyao cleared her throat, and curled the corners of her mouth in embarrassment: "Excuseme, iamkindofhungry. (Sorry, I'm a little hungry)"

Watson and Sherlock looked at her at the same time, and then at each other.

"Tell me, you still have a coupon." Watson looked at Sherlock with a hook on his lips.

"Probably." Sherlock rummaged through his pockets, and finally jumped off the sofa and walked towards the door, "Let's go, the door must still be open."

The three of them came to the restaurant 300 meters from Sherlock's mouth, but it was just a narrow door.

Chen Shuyao looked at the menu for a long time before clicking on a line.

Watson took the menu and chatted with the waiter, the waiter understood, turned around and walked into the house.

"So, you are a hybrid?" Watson looked at Chen Shuyao.

"Sorry, pardon? (Excuse me, can you say that again)"

Watson scratched his forehead, searching for a suitable alternative word in his brain, when Sherlock, who was sitting next to him, spoke expressionlessly.

"He asked if you were half-blood."

"That's right, that's what it means." Watson frowned.

"Cani say that don't know, too? (Can I say I don't know either)" Chen Shuyao glanced away.

"Oh, of course, of course." Watson leaned back and leaned towards Sherlock, and said softly, "I kind of agree with you, but I still think you are more suitable to be this teacher."

"Then, you must be starving because you haven't eaten." Sherlock took out his phone, flipped through it, and loosened his fingers, and the phone fell to the table with a thud.

Chen Shuyao was startled by the sudden voice, and Watson was busy smoothing things over.

"He's always been like this, just get used to it."

Sherlock stared at the phone screen with some irritability: "Has Lestrade traveled abroad recently?"

"You are the only one in the whole world looking forward to murder cases every day, okay? We still hope for peace in the world." Watson said impatiently.

"Don't you think it's boring to just get up, brush your teeth, take a bath, eat, and sleep every day?" Sherlock looked at Chen Shuyao in surprise, and when he saw the latter's blank expression, he closed his eyes, "Forget it, I guess I said What, you don't understand."

Chen Shuyao picked up the coffee, lowered her eyes and took a sip.

Does the mall have props to slow down the speaking speed?Give her a dozen, thanks.

The waiter brought the food, and Chen Shuyao picked up the fork to roll up the pasta and devoured it hungrily.

Watson was frightened by her: "Am I the only one who thinks the things here are ordinary?"

Sherlock took a bite of the hamburger and said, "If you float on the river for three days in a row, so will you."

At a certain moment, when the phone rang, Chen Shuyao looked up from the plate, and saw Sherlock holding the phone to his ear in great excitement.

"Dear Inspector Lestrade, please tell me some poor ghost must have lost his life by accident."

Seeing strange looks from the people around her, Chen Shuyao silently lowered her head and continued to eat her pasta.

Sherlock's eyes widened suddenly, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "Wow, it's amazing, I'll be right there."

Then he supported the table with one hand, and with a little effort, he jumped out of the table.

"Sherlock!" Doctor Watson sighed, stood up and looked at Chen Shuyao, "Sorry, our afternoon tea may be over."

Almost at the same time, a system prompt came to my mind: main task, the missing missright, click to confirm, and the battle will automatically follow.

Chen Shuyao wanted to cry, but she had only eaten half of it, and she wasn't full yet!Does this game have to be so tortured?

She clicked to confirm in her mind, and immediately ran towards the door uncontrollably, pulling open the back door of the taxi that was about to drive.

Sherlock was taken aback: "What are you doing here?"

Chen Shuyao sat down beside him: "If follow you. (I'll follow you)"

As a result, Watson in the restaurant watched the two leave in the same taxi with a blank expression.

The waiter came over with the bill: "Sir, it's 35 pounds in total, thank you."

Watson narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and took out his purse.

The taxi stopped in front of a gloomy forest, and Chen Shuyao was rubbing her sore ankle.Seeing Sherlock push the door and run out of the car, as if he had tied a string to his body, she also "flyed" out.

The soil on the ground was soft, and the high heels were one deep and the other shallow. She almost staggered and ran behind Sherlock.

I don't know how long I ran, but my body finally stopped.

System prompt: Arrived at the destination.

Chen Shuyao almost collapsed to the ground, so she could only grab Sherlock's sleeve and barely stand up.As a result, when she raised her eyes, she saw a disheveled female corpse lying in front of her.

Seeing it on TV and seeing it in real life are two different things after all, this moment of sensory stimulation made her feel a little nauseous.Therefore, he quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

Sherlock glanced at her with a painful face: "Uncomfortable?"

Chen Shuyao was startled when she heard the words, and nodded.

I couldn't help feeling a little throbbing in my heart, would Juan Fu care about people?

"See that tree?"

She followed Sherlock's gaze, saw a dead tree not far away, and nodded.

"Very well, you can go and lean on it until John comes over." Sherlock's mouth hooked.

"..."

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