[Comprehensive] How to pretend to be a victim?

Sherlock took out the gloves and the pull-out magnifying glass from his pocket, and put on the gloves on his own.

Chen Shuyao had no choice but to let go, and limped towards the dead tree.

Lestrade, who was surveying the scene not far away, just looked up and saw the scene where Chen Shuyao let go of Sherlock.

Sherlock has never brought anyone other than Watson to the scene, let alone a woman.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help walking towards Sherlock full of curiosity.

At that time, Sherlock was leaning over and carefully observing the female corpse with a magnifying glass.As soon as Lestrade stood still, before he could ask the question, Sherlock took the lead.

"No."

Lestrade frowned slightly: "What?"

"I have not been sexually assaulted." Sherlock saw a black oil stain on the corner of his clothes, put away the magnifying glass, wiped it with his finger and sniffed it at the tip of his nose, then stood up, looked towards the road, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"This is not the first scene. The murderer wanted to abduct the deceased, but the deceased struggled desperately, and finally bumped into...the car door, yes, the car door." Sherlock looked carefully at the wound on the head of the corpse again, "The door of the truck."

Lestrade glanced over the corpse, with a blank expression on his face: "How did you see that?"

Sherlock took out his mobile phone and quickly pressed the key of the mobile phone: "Obviously, the deceased's body, especially the lower half of the body, has multiple abrasions, and the wounds are similar to blunt instrument scratches. Asphalt land. The fatal injury was a bruise on the top of the head, and the wound in the red and swollen area was L-shaped, and its length and shape matched the handle on the door of this light truck very well."

He held the phone screen in front of Lestrade, and the next moment, he took it back and continued to check things.

"The wound on the leg and the wound on the top of the head have the same degree of blood coagulation, so the deceased died on a remote road under repair. The abrasions and redness and swelling of the scalp indicate that he was dragged by the murderer before death. The deceased was rubbed with car lubricant| Combined with the wound on the head, the murderer wanted to drag her into a van. There were many bruises on her chest and waist. The murderer had tortured her in an obvious sexual way, so it was abduction The deceased was between 16 and 18 years old, with calluses on the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and he was a student at a school near the road construction."

"Oh, it's unbelievable." Lestrade scratched his forehead and frowned.

"It's very close to the school and here, and I'm building a road... I found it!" Sherlock looked up from the phone screen, "Regent Street!"

After all, put away the phone, turned around and ran towards the road.

When Sherlock ran to the side of the road, Lestrade remembered that what he was going to ask just now was not about|sexual|no|sexual|assault at all, but about the girl in the red skirt leaning on the dead tree...

Glancing towards the direction of the dead tree, he realized that there was no shadow of the girl.

Lestrade looked around: "Where are people?"

At that time, Chen Shuyao, who was sitting in the taxi, reached out to pull off her high heels and held them in her hand, her feet were already swollen into two steamed buns.

Sherlock glanced at her feet. "So why on earth are you women so obsessed with shoes that are neither comfortable nor practical?"

Chen Shuyao was stunned for a while, then looked up at him: "Pardon? (Say it again)"

The latter narrowed his eyes and looked out the window: "It's okay."

Chen Shuyao rubbed her swollen and painful feet with lowered eyes, her face was painful, and she muttered softly: "I really don't know how to be sympathetic to women, my legs are so long, and I can run so fast..."

A familiar voice suddenly came from above: "You seem very dissatisfied."

"Yes!" Chen Shuyao pointed at Sherlock, "You should run slowly, and wait me, becausei... (You should run slowly and wait for me, because of me)"

After holding back for a long time, she didn't remember what to say about her legs, so she had to compare her legs: "Very short, but you very long, ican't follow you, understand? (very short, but your legs are very long, I can't keep up with you, understand )”

Sherlock frowned slightly: "So, why are you following me?"

"..."

So she tried so hard to explain so much just now, and he just gave her a no?Yes, it's true that he is her male god, but her ambition has always been to have a relationship with the male god at home, to have a date, and so on. Who wants to go to see the corpse with the male god!She doesn't want to, okay? !

I don't understand the language, and it takes too much energy to explain.Chen Shuyao had no choice but to give him a thumbs up, and silently swallowed her Chinese.

"Youwin. (You win)"

Sherlock froze for a moment, then turned to look out the window, shaking his head invisibly.

Women are truly magical creatures that cannot communicate.

The taxi stopped on Regent Street, and Sherlock jumped out of the car.Chen Shuyao also jumped down, stepping on the planed asphalt ground with her bare feet, tears came down in a flash.

Hands and feet connected to the heart!She hurriedly walked to the shoulder of the road, without caring so much, and sat down.Holding the foot full of holes with both hands, he gently picked off the "inlaid" stones on it, and as he picked it, tears flowed down unsatisfactorily.

She has always been a dead house, usually chasing dramas, manga and novels, her life is very uncomfortable.When not in class, the number of steps on WeChat is the last one.The distance she walked in a day today has caught up with her usual week, and she still walks hungry!

"I'm really idle. I knew I had an exam the next day, but I ran home to eat sauced beef the day before. If there was no sauced beef, I wouldn't go home. If I didn't go home, I wouldn't take the damn No. 2 bus, and what's more I won't get into this bastard system!"

A crisp sound came to her ears, and when she looked up, she saw that the blood tank was one-third empty again.

Drop it, drop it, it's all gone, start over.Don't go out if you're stuck inside for the rest of your life!

Thinking of this made her even more sad.She didn't know when she would be able to go home, and she didn't even know if she could escape this ghost system with her qualifications.

She has already started to miss the dumplings made by her mother, braised pork in brown sauce, stewed pork ribs with beans...

A familiar voice came from above his head: "I'm sorry."

Chen Shuyao looked up and met Sherlock's gaze, who handed out a pack of tissues.

"I'll wait for you next time, don't cry."

Obviously to comfort her, why did he do it, it looks so awkward.No, it should be said that he himself felt very awkward.It's not natural to even laugh.

Okay, it's rare in a century for a male god to comfort you, and it's quite embarrassing to cry on the street.

"Thanks." She took the tissue and took out two to wipe away the tears on her face.

Normally in this situation, shouldn't the male god give her a hand?

Putting down the tissue with full expectation, she opened her eyes and saw that Sherlock was lying on the ground under her feet, watching carefully with a magnifying glass.

...when she didn't think about anything just now.

Chen Shuyao supported the ground and stood up.

The ground in April was very cold. She put her left foot on her right foot, and her right foot on her left foot, and she was still shivering from the cold.

At that time, Sherlock was scraping the blood on the ground with a knife, when he could not hear the sound of "hissing ha ha" in his ears, which made him unable to think.

He looked up and saw her feet were red from the cold.

Don't have shoes?Why not wear it?

After lingering between the high-heeled shoes on the side and her feet, she realized that her feet were so swollen that she couldn't put them on.

He silently took off the scarf and threw it at her feet: "Use it as a pad."

Chen Shuyao looked at the scarf on the ground, then at Sherlock, and couldn't believe her eyes.

Curly Fu actually handed her the scarf to step on her feet!Could she be a second Mrs. Hudson, oh bah, a second Irene Adler?

"Forget it." After Sherlock said, he was about to take back the scarf, but Chen Shuyao rushed over and waved at him.

"Nonono!"

Then, quickly wrap your feet in a scarf.Slowly squatting down, pursing his lips and staring at Sherlock.

Speaking of Irene, didn't that woman change his SMS notification tone to her voice called |bed|?It won't be the same voice now, will it?

At a certain moment, Sherlock frowned slightly: "Why are there so many questions in my head at such a young age?"

"...You know what think? (You know what I'm thinking)" Chen Shuyao's cheeks felt hot.

"No, but I know you're noisy." Sherlock stood up and looked around.

"..."

God, can't you make me happy for more than two seconds?

Just as he was thinking, he heard a familiar voice that made people blush.Sherlock took out his phone calmly, replied a message, and then put it away calmly.

This time, he didn't go straight away, but looked back at her: "Let's go."

Chen Shuyao licked her lower lip and asked tentatively: "Do you like her? (Do you like her)"

Sherlock was stunned: "I like serial murderers, they can always surprise me."

"Have you ever think that one day there will be a woman who cangive you surprise too? (Have you ever thought that one day, there will be a woman who can surprise you too)" Chen Shuyao stared closely at his eyes, trying to see something beyond reason.

Sherlock nodded: "There are also female serial killers."

"Nonono, imeans, peoplewhogiveyoulove. (No no no, I mean give you love)"

Sherlock looked at her with a frown, as if he had encountered an eternal problem.

"Finally found you."

The two followed the sound and saw Watson walking towards them not far away.

"I just came from Lestrade's. Donovan and the others are very concerned about Shuyao's existence. It seems that you have some..." Watson's eyes fell on the scarf on Chen Shuyao's feet, and his words slowed down unknowingly , "Explained, what a shocker."

But the next moment, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Sherlock.

"Although I know you should refuse, I still want to suggest that we'd better go back to Baker Street first." Watson deliberately speeded up his speech, and kept pointing at Chen Shuyao with his eyes.

However, Sherlock still didn't understand at all, and he didn't know when Watson got eye disease.

"I want to go to San Barcelo..."

"He said he wanted to go back to Baker Street, let's go." Watson glanced at Chen Shuyao, then grabbed Sherlock's sleeve and dragged him to the side of the street, stopping a taxi.

Watson sensibly sat the two of them side by side, while he sat facing them.

Sherlock stared at Watson: "Just now, why did you say..."

"What would Shuyao want to eat tonight?" Watson interrupted Sherlock directly and looked at Chen Shuyao.

Chen Shuyao smiled: "Allisok. (Anything is fine)"

Watson was stunned for a while, and finally his brain was unable to process it, so he nodded with a smile.

I made up my mind to buy her an English-Chinese dictionary.

After dinner, Mrs. Hudson took Chen Shuyao to the supermarket and bought a bunch of daily necessities.

So, while washing before going to bed, Sherlock saw a whole set of baby pink toiletries in his bathroom.

It was easy to recover, as soon as he stuffed the toothbrush into his mouth, he heard a knock on the door.

"Canicomein? (Can I come in)"