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

In one day, Sherlock visited seventeen homes including the home of the old lady who came to ask for help, leaving the next-door neighbor who prevented her from calling the police until the end.And the surname of this family is also somewhat eye-catching, called Charlotte.

Charlotte, this surname is very familiar, Sherlock couldn't help thinking.He closed his eyes, meditated for a while, and finally found information about Charlotte in a small corner of the memory palace recycling bin.

Selina Charlotti, Scotland Yard's police officer, Aurora's number one fangirl, thinks she's omnipotent.

The surname Charlotte is not common. Could it be that she has anything to do with this disappearance case?

Sherlock pressed the question in his heart and tapped on the door a few times.

The sound of rustling footsteps came from far and near, and the door opened.Seeing the face of the person who opened the door, Sherlock suddenly felt a little familiar.After comparing the faces stored in the memory palace one by one, he finally came to the conclusion that this person was Alan Gilbert, Charlotte's new husband.

Looks like Charlotte is in there too.

Seeing that it was him, Alan brought Sherlock into the living room without saying a word.Sure enough, Charlotte was lying on the sofa wiping tears, her bright eyes were swollen to the size of walnuts, but they were still full of tears.Seeing that it was Sherlock who came, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, she sobbed and said, "It's you, it's you."

Alan Gilbert on the side saw this and explained to Sherlock: "The accident happened to Selena's younger sister. She went shopping with the girl from the neighbor's house a few days ago and never came back. Selena never came back. I've been crying since I heard the news, and I can't persuade you..."

"Obviously." Sherlock put his hands in his pockets, as if he had already talked about this situation.

"My mother originally wanted to hide it from me. If I hadn't planned to move back from Allen's house for a few days, I still wouldn't know about it. I said I should call the police immediately, but my mother refused to say anything." Little Charlotte felt sad, and hiccupped from crying, "I wanted to report to the inspector later, and then investigate the case myself, but he also advised me not to get involved in this matter."

Seeing her like this, Allen patted her on the back considerately, comforting her.

Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief and continued to cry, "What do you mean 'don't meddle in this matter'? That's my sister, my real sister! I also heard that a total of eighteen girls are missing, Scotland Yard knows it all, but they just ignore it and won't let me investigate."

Alan understood what Charlotte meant, and chimed in: "We really have nothing to do. Mr. Holmes, please help us for the sake of that police officer. Selena admires her the most. gone."

The "sir police officer" he was talking about was naturally Aurora.

Little Charlotte was still covering her face and crying, but when she heard what Alan said, she suddenly raised her head and said eccentrically, "For the sake of the goddess? My goddess was sent to prison by him and his brother. , what face is there to talk about!"

"You believe her?" Sherlock's expression was somewhat unpredictable.

"You, your brother, and everyone don't believe her, but I believe her. I believe her character, and I believe she will not seek refuge with Moriarty. Thanks to the goddess who likes you so much, you actually suspect her of betraying you , She really... misjudged you!" Little Charlotte was furious for a moment, and she didn't care about her need for others, hoping that Sherlock would find her sister, so she became ruthless.

When Sherlock heard her remarks that Aurora liked her, he was stunned for a moment. After a moment of silence, he said, "Where is Mrs. Charlotte? I want to talk to her alone."

Lestrade and Mrs. Charlotte were unanimously opposed to the investigation of this case, obviously knowing something inside.Lestrade was also a police officer after all, and it was not easy to get a routine from him, so Mrs. Charlotte became the breakthrough point to solve this serial disappearance case.

"Mom is out and not at home." Allen replied for Charlotte.

"Then go and see your sister's room first." Sherlock looked at Charlotte, still calm, as if nothing in this world could trouble him.

Charlotte didn't say a word, as if she was weighing the two things of saving her sister and giving Sherlock a face, which one was more important.She got up from the sofa, and before she could speak, Allen pointed to a room before her, and said, "It's this one."

Charlotte gouged him hard, complaining, and followed Sherlock into the room.

Sister Charlotte's room is not big, but it is very delicate. It can be seen that the owner of the room is very careful when decorating it.The walls painted in sky blue are covered with various posters, with many anime characters drawn on them.There are also a lot of exaggerated daily clothes in the closet, and even the sheets and pillows are printed with anime characters.

Sherlock frowned and commented: "This kind of arrangement is really incomprehensible and not pleasing to the eye."

In order to cooperate with his investigation, Charlotte didn't care too much, and took the initiative to explain: "My sister likes to watch anime, these posters and pillows are all her favorite anime characters, and the clothes in the closet are her cosplays. It will come in handy in time."

"Role-playing?" In some respects, Sherlock's knowledge was woefully scant.

"Role-playing is Cosplay, which is the abbreviation of CostumePlay, which means to imitate and play some characters in the virtual world. My sister usually plays her favorite anime characters, because she rarely meets like-minded people, so once she meets Seeing someone who has the same hobbies as her, she will definitely go out and do activities together." Charlotte stared closely at the clothes in the closet, and said slowly, her tone was a little numb, as if she was recalling things from her previous life.

Sherlock paced back and forth in the small room, while claiming that the presence of Charlotte and Allen disturbed his thinking, while repeating the word "role-playing" in a low voice no less than dozens of times, and finally caught a glimpse in the closet The moment when the costume was blessed to the soul, he showed a clear smile, and muttered in a volume that no one could hear: "As expected of my girlfriend, she is really smart."

"What?" Allen, who was kicked out of the room by Sherlock early in the morning, seemed to have heard what he said, but he didn't hear what he said. He poked his head in by the door frame and asked cautiously.

Before Sherlock could speak, there was the sound of a key unlocking the door.

"Oh, it seems that our protagonist today has arrived." Sherlock turned around abruptly, and walked out of Sister Charlotte's room with light steps.

Mrs. Charlotte, who had just entered the door, looked up and bumped into Sherlock who was going downstairs, and asked, "Who are you? You are here..."

"I'm here to inform you that your little daughter has been killed, and the death is terrible." Sherlock interrupted her without waiting for her to finish asking.

Mrs. Charlotte's eyes widened: "Impossible! They clearly said that they just took her away and would not endanger her life..."

"Why are they threatening you by calling?" Sherlock interrupted her again.

"How would I know this?" Mrs. Charlotte asked reflexively before she recovered.

When people subconsciously refute, they are often telling the truth, especially when they are emotionally fluctuating.It can be seen from this that Mrs. Charlotte obviously already knew about the abduction of her youngest daughter, and it is very likely that she knew the identity of the other party.

And Sherlock's trap on the second question is more obvious. Instead of asking Mrs. Charlotte if someone called and threatened her, he turned the corner and asked why they called and threatened her.Mrs. Charlotte couldn't react for a while, she just said that she didn't know why they did this, but she didn't expect that she had acquiesced in the information in Sherlock's question.

After hearing the sound of her mother coming home, little Charlotte, who followed Sherlock downstairs, didn't hear their complete conversation, looked at Mrs. Charlotte blankly, and called softly: "Mom... "

Responding to her was Sherlock's "farewell". He turned up the collar of his coat and walked down the stairs quickly.

"Can you really get my sister back?" Little Charlotte asked dubiously.

"A day is a waste of time to solve such a simple case." Sherlock replied, and as he spoke, he bypassed Mrs. Charlotte who was blocking the door, and opened the door.

Seeing this, little Charlotte hurried downstairs, grabbed the door frame with her hand, and prevented Sherlock from closing the door.She seemed to have made up her mind and shouted loudly: "Believe it or not, the Goddess really didn't betray you."

And Sherlock slowly raised the corners of his lips, and leaned down to get close to little Charlotte's ear, ensuring that only the two of them could hear what he said, but there was still a distance between them.

Little Charlotte didn't know what he was going to do. Just as she was about to escape, Sherlock's melodious voice like a violin echoed in her ears: "Believe it or not, Aurora is safe and sound at this time."

After that, Sherlock slammed the door hard while Little Charlotte let go.He felt that the double-sided mirror in the right pocket of his coat was starting to get hot again, so he immediately hailed a taxi on the side of the road and rushed back to 221B Baker Street.

It wasn't until the moment he sat on the small sofa in the living room that Sherlock took out the double-sided mirror in his pocket.In the mirror is the image of Aurora. She still smiles calmly, and she doesn't know how long she has been waiting there.

"Did you mention me?" Aurora put her hands on her chin and smiled even wider, showing interest in this question.

The double-sided mirror was given to Sherlock for communication before Aurora was "invited" to enter the MI[-] prison.Usually, the double-sided mirror is no different from other normal mirrors. However, when you need to contact, just say the name of the other party, the double-sided mirror will start to heat up, and the two can hold the mirror and communicate face to face.Now that the network and telephone lines that Muggles use to communicate have been controlled by Moriarty, they can only communicate in this "non-Muggle" way.

Just now before Sherlock left Charlotte's house, she mentioned Aurora's name, and the double-sided mirror began to emit heat automatically, and Aurora, who kept the mirror close to her body, naturally received the message.

"It's your little fan Charlotte, you didn't tell her the truth?" Sherlock naturally refused to admit that he mentioned Aurora's name.

Aurora was silent for a while, and then said: "One less person who knows about this matter will reduce the risk. After all, it is not easy to deceive Moriarty. Little Charlotte, is she okay?"

"I promised her to find her sister within a day." Sherlock answered truthfully.

"This case is not difficult to solve in the first place. I believe you won't even need it for a day." There was a hint of laughter in Aurora's voice.

"Thanks to Mrs. Holmes for leaving so many clues to your fiancé." Sherlock seemed to smile, and continued, "So you let those 'kidnappers' call and threaten Mrs. Charlotte, and you also deliberately revealed the news to Moriarty."

"What nonsense, who said I'm going to marry you." Aurora blushed suddenly, muttered in a low voice, and then disconnected the double-sided mirror.

The author has something to say:

I got off work late yesterday, no update, today's is a little longer.

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