[Shen Xia + HP] In the name of a detective

Two months later, Mycroft called Aurora who was at work at Scotland Yard.

Lestrade threatened that if Aurora continued to keep her white-collar salary like this, he would fire her immediately.So for the past two months, Aurora has been working diligently and diligently as a small police detective in Scotland Yard.

Today it was Aurora's turn to be on duty again. After seeing the red circle mark on the calendar, Lestrade deliberately came to work a long time early to check whether this difficult girl was late or left early.Once he discovered a similar situation, he swore that he would never soften his heart this time, and would definitely deduct a month's salary as a warning to others.

But Lestrade didn't succeed. Although Aurora arrived on time, she was not late.

However, during lunch time, Lestrade, who was always paying attention to Aurora's office status, found that she was picked up by Mycroft's people. Since the other party was a "little employee" who could represent the entire British government, he dared to be angry. dare not speak.

Members of the Diogenes Club include more than half of the diplomatic service and half of the government's parliament, so the founder set a traditional rule: people can drink tea, read newspapers, and handle affairs here, except that they don't Allow to speak.

Naturally, Aurora also knew this rule, made a few gestures to ask where Mycroft was, and after getting a reply from a member of the House of Commons, she walked into a side door next to her.

When Mycroft saw her coming, it was rare that he did not greet each other with hypocrisy. Without even saying hello, he raised his chin slightly and motioned Aurora to look at the newspaper on the table.

The headline on the front page was the exclusive news from Kitty Riley, and there was also a photo of her head in a prominent position. Aurora almost immediately recognized her as the female reporter who blocked Sherlock at the bathroom door.As soon as she saw the title of this edition, "The Shocking Truth About Sherlock", she felt a sense of foreboding, so she glanced briefly at the key words in front of the main text.

A man named Brook claimed to have known Sherlock for many years, and revealed many details of his life and daily habits.Aurora was surprised to find that the above words were not made up at random, but were accurate, as if Brooke really existed and must be the closest person around Sherlock.

"Where did this female reporter get this information?" Aurora frowned, and she couldn't help being suspicious of the female reporter's instinctive resistance. She read the article carefully and asked.

"A man named Brook, do you know him?" Mycroft slowly sat in front of Aurora, answered perfunctorily, and then asked rhetorically.

"Then where did this Brooke know this?" Aurora eliminated the information one by one based on the information mentioned above, and finally came up with the answer. She also raised a hypocritical smile on her lips. With a smirk, he looked straight into Mycroft's eyes and said, "If you really didn't know about this, you would have already sent someone to find out who Brook is, so why would you ask me?"

"What do you mean?" Mycroft heard Aurora's outspoken voice, and he didn't show any expression of surprise. His tone was still so slow, as if he had already guessed how she would react.

"I just counted the people who know all the information about Sherlock accurately. There are three people in total." Aurora folded the newspaper casually and threw it back to its original position. It wasn't very big, but it made Mycroft clearly feel her emotions at the moment. She opened three fingers one by one and continued, "John, me, and you."

"Intelligence transactions are not worth mentioning." Mycroft obviously didn't want to say more, and immediately took back the newspaper, took out a document from the desk drawer, and handed it to Aurora, with a tone There was a hint of consideration, "But that's not why I called you here, do you know who is here?"

"Soleimani, an Albanian professional killer. Dechenko Ludmila, a Russian killer." Aurora read the information in her hand and recognized the killers in the photo one by one. She used to be MI221 The agent at the office, of course, knew this all too well, and her expression finally became serious. "There are two other top international killers who have moved to the vicinity of [-]B Baker Street. Is this related to Moriarty?"

"If it wasn't Moriarty, who else would it be?" Mycroft showed Aurora's familiar official smile, put his index finger on his lips, and rested his chin with his thumb, and said At this point, his eyes suddenly flashed, his expression changed slightly, and his tone was full of concern for Sherlock, "Aurora, you and I both know what will happen. Moriarty will not let it go, He swore to kill his only opponent."

"Understood." Aurora sorted out all the information in the file, put it back in the folder, got up and left without saying anything extra.

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Adhering to the spirit of conscientiousness, Aurora returned to work as soon as possible after leaving the Diogenes Club. She said it nicely, but she was actually afraid that Lestrade would take the opportunity to deduct her salary for this month.She hurried back to the Scotland Yard police station, but she didn't expect to bump into a group of police detectives walking towards her at the gate.

Lestrade's face was a little gloomy, and the low air pressure spread among the police officers, allowing Aurora to see at a glance that something was wrong.The leading inspector motioned for her to go to Baker Street to invite Sherlock, and briefly introduced the details of the case: "The ambassador to the United States, Rufus Bloor, has a pair of sons and daughters, Max and Claude. Aged seven and nine, they were abducted from St Aldez, a luxury boarding school in Surrey. The school was on holiday and the other boarders went home, except for a few children, including the two of them. "

Seeing that the group of people were planning to take a car to the direction of Baker Street, Aurora frowned, with puzzlement written on her face, and asked, "Inspector, you usually go to the scene to check first, If you really can't solve it, you will go back to Sherlock. Why did you reverse the order this time?"

Although everyone is well aware of this, but now that Aurora exposed it on the spot, Lestrade is also very embarrassed. He cleared his throat pretending to be serious, and then replied helplessly: "Lu Fa S Bloor is looking for him by name."

Unexpectedly, Sherlock's reputation has already spread to the other side of the Atlantic Ocean and the ears of the ambassador to the United States. Aurora knows that Sherlock himself does not want to be the focus of the media, and even rejects the inconvenience caused by it. It also allowed him to naturally intervene in many cases that he could not intervene in before, and he didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing for a while.

A group of people including Aurora, Lestrade, Forensic Anderson and Police Officer Donovan went to 221B Baker Street to pick up Sherlock and Watson, and then rushed straight to the luxury boarding school.The doors and windows of Max and Claude's room were tightly closed, and there was no sign of forced entry. Obviously, the kidnappers hid somewhere beforehand, and then took the two children away at night.

It is worth noting that a copy of Grimm's Fairy Tales was left on site.And Max, the boy who spent many spy novels, also used the linseed oil beside the bed to leave footprints for them.

Sherlock pried a few pieces of wood from the floor where the footprints were left, and brought them to Butts Hospital for testing.The chemistry master borrowed the key to the laboratory from Jasmine Forensic, and with the help of Aurora, who also claimed to be a chemistry expert, he tested five chemical substances from it, namely chalk, asphalt, brick dust, plant and polyglycerin Ricinol esters.Through these clues, they have a way to find out where the children were taken.

"Sherlock, Aurora, look at this." Watson, who has no advanced knowledge in chemistry, couldn't help, so he flipped through the photos on the scene, and suddenly made a new discovery. He shouted, "I've seen the same envelope containing "Grimm's Fairy Tales". Someone left it on the steps of our house today."

"Are you sure?" Sherlock asked with an expression of disbelief in Watson's memory, carefully squeezed out a drop of reagent from the dropper of the rubber tip, and dropped it on the watch glass.

"I'm sure, I still have that envelope with me." To prove himself, Watson took out the empty envelope from his bag and saw that Sherlock was still doing chemical experiments, so he handed it to him. Aurora, who was empty-handed, said, "Look, it's the exact same seal."

Aurora carefully compared the seal on the photo with the one on the envelope, and found that they were exactly the same. She nodded affirmatively, poured out some remaining debris from the envelope, twisted it in her hands, and said, "This is Bread crumbs."

"Aurora, do you still remember when we first made a bet?" Sherlock, who had been obsessed with observing the reaction, finally looked up at the two people beside him and asked.

"Of course I remember, it was the fairy tale murder case. Three stepmothers were dressed up as characters in fairy tales, and were murdered one by one in very cruel ways." Aurora recalled that she and Sherlock were betting aggressively on who would solve the case first. But now I can't help but feel a little funny, "You never read fairy tale books at that time, I took advantage of the loophole, and you still owe me two conditions until now."

"The two children were taken into the woods by their evil father, leaving bread crumbs along the way." Sherlock hinted after briefly describing the plot in the fairy tale.

"There were three fairy tales involved at the time, and one of them was "Candy House." Following Sherlock's train of thought, Aurora immediately understood what he meant, nodded seriously, and continued.

Watson listened to the two of them talking one by one, this memory that he had never participated in, and suddenly felt extremely tired.

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I will update again hahaha!It can be said that I am trying to survive in the cracks, so I can only write and write on weekends.At present, I am posting a few chapters from time to time, anyway, I will definitely not abandon the pit, dear friends, don't worry.

There is an exam tomorrow, so I won't say much, I love you guys.