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

All he wanted to do was to comfort her, but he accidentally backfired.

In fact, what Li Chengzhi said was right, whether Aurora admits it or not, Aubrey is a good brother.And she not only angered him because of the genealogy, but also pinned unwarranted charges on him.After so many years, I still lose my temper with him, refuse to forgive him, and often declare war with him unilaterally.

Thinking of this, Aurora felt that she seemed a little too much and a little childish.

The next time Aubrey came to see her again, she would tell him herself that she forgave him.Moreover, over the years, she has not blamed him much, but she just can't get over the hurdle in her heart, thinking that she is a kind of squib who is rejected by Muggles and wizards at the same time.

However, all these years in the Muggle world, she has been doing well.

There is Mycroft, the big boss who is 90.00% similar to Aubrey, and the inspector Lestrade, who is teased by her every day and still buys her mung bean cakes intimately. Li Chengzhi, the orange juicer, there is Mrs. Hudson who is so gossip-ridden that she matches up with Sherlock, there is Song Jiuhua who is gentle and dignified but betrayed by her husband but never said a bad word about him, and there is Sherlock who is at odds with each other. Anderson, the forensic doctor who often stood with her, and Donovan, a police officer who knew all kinds of famous brand styles and was also good at sorting out data.

By the way, let her gossip, as well as Alan, who was once a big carrot and a scumbag, and his current situation is unknown, and his new girlfriend, an intern police officer, Charlotte.

Of course, there is also Sherlock Holmes, the incarnation of reason and science, who made it impossible for anyone to miss him. From the beginning when IQ suppressed her to now turning defeat into victory, she was allowed to deliberately approach him because she was curious about her multiple identities.

Suddenly thought of a problem, her identity is an unscientific existence, so a materialist like Sherlock who doesn't believe in anything but science will probably never guess her true identity.

Thinking of this, Aurora couldn't help but bend the corners of her mouth.

"I set the fire." Caroline, who was sitting across from her, smiled relievedly, as if admitting that it was no big deal. "As for those words, I don't know who did it."

Aurora suddenly felt blessed, and felt that she seemed to have overlooked some important information, but she couldn't remember what kind of important information it was.

By the way, those words and playing cards.If JM just left them clues, only those lyrics would suffice, why leave the poker cards?

She remembered that those playing cards spelled K5749?

And Li Chengzhi just told her that the flight number of the plane he was going to take was K5749?

A flash of light flashed in Aurora's mind, and she instantly understood all the passwords that JM had left for her.

"Justsayyes, myJuliet (promise me, my Juliet)" K represents the number 13 in playing cards, and the No.13 letter of this sentence is J.

"Because of you, itis all brand new (because of you, my life is brand new) the fifth letter of this sentence is U.

And so on, the seven letters of "Attention is all you want (all you want, just get my attention)" are I, the fourth of "Place your head on my beating heart" The letter is C, and the ninth letter of "Don't blame me for trying" is E.

Put together, it is JUICE, juice.

In addition, the characters sprayed out of orange (orange) paint, orangejuice, orange juice, this is her nickname for Li Chengzhi. JM obviously knows her well.

Aurora suddenly recalled that the last time Li Chengzhi and Li Chengzhi were in the coffee shop, he seemed to be very concerned about his random knocking on the table.No, that wasn't random knocking. Looking back now, the rhythm was...

Mozart's Requiem.

Aurora became restless and at a loss. While regretting that she hadn't thought of such a simple password earlier, she glanced at her watch and planned to go directly to the airport.

She stood up directly from her seat, asked for a leave of absence from Lestrade who was standing behind her, said "I will leave this to you", and then hurriedly walked out of the interrogation room , leaving him here to do some closing reports.

As soon as she opened the door of the interrogation room and walked out, she bumped into Sherlock and Aubrey standing behind him.

She had never seen Aubrey in such a mess.Her brother is the same type as Sherlock's brother, who likes to speak slowly, and does everything slowly and unhurriedly.But now, there are a few drops of sweat on his forehead, and there are many folds on the collar of his clothes. These things are not allowed by Aubrey to appear on him on weekdays.

Besides, although Aubrey said that sometimes he would come uninvited and go directly to her place to wait for her, waiting for her, but he never blatantly looked for her everywhere in the Muggle world, and even found Sherlock help.

Something must have happened.

The mother died years ago, so maybe it's about the father.

Aubrey pursed his lips, held his sister's left hand tightly like many years ago, and said slowly in an inaudible voice: "Lola, father... passed away."

When Aurora heard this, she felt unreal.

The father who never smiled at her when she was a child, the father who would only give her a lychee-flavored lollipop when she cried, the father who would not coax her at all, the father who has always been strict with her, The father who always told Aubrey to finish her favorite mung bean cake before she went downstairs; The father who entered the study half a step, the father who knew she was a squib.

The father who had personally erased her name from the Hopes family tree.

died.

Aurora pulled out her right hand that was in her pocket and was holding the phone tightly, and gently placed it on Aubrey's hand that was holding her. Her eyes were a little red, her voice was a little whimpering, and she said softly: "Brother ,We go home."

Aubrey suddenly looked up at Aurora's face, his eyelashes slightly raised, thinking he had heard wrong.His worrying younger sister has never returned home since she ran away from home when she was 11 years old, and never called him brother again.

Seeing his expression, Aurora remembered the flag she had just set to tell Aubrey what she had thought for so many years. She held his hand firmly behind her back, leaned her head lightly on his shoulder, and The weak voice said: "Find a secluded place and apparate directly, and..."

She raised her head suddenly, her chin was still resting on Aubrey's shoulder, and she looked straight at him with a serious expression.

Aubrey also met her frank gaze without hesitation.

"Aubrey, I don't blame you."

Aubrey listened to the words he dreamed of hearing Aurora's own mouth, a trance expression appeared on his forever expressionless face, he didn't know whether it was happiness or worry for a moment.The grief of his father's death and the joy of being forgiven by Aurora intertwined, entwined and clinging to his heart that hadn't been beating violently for a long time.

But after a while, his expression became calm again, as if nothing had happened.

Aurora looked at Aubrey's face and sighed inexplicably.This is Aubrey, no matter how great his mood changes, his expression will always remain the same, as if he has nothing to do with him.

Aubrey held Aurora on his arm and was about to walk to the gate of the police station.

Sherlock, who had been standing by and watched coldly, suddenly said, "This time, you still win."

Is he comforting her?

Aurora glanced back at Sherlock and nodded slightly.

If this is really consolation...

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Aurora sat on the wooden chair, looked at her pale father lying on the bed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her elbows rested on the side of the bed, her hands were opened to support her mandible, her fingers touched her cheeks regularly Knock.

"What's going on? You wizards have always lived longer than Muggles, why...why did he...go away suddenly?" Aurora emphasized the four words "you wizards", and hesitated for a while. I, said stumblingly.

"I'm so busy in the Muggle world that I don't want to go home anymore, why don't you reason about it yourself?" At this time, Aubrey had already calmed down, and sat on the small sofa next to him calmly, Looking at Aurora who was in a complicated mood.

Listening to her brother's calm tone, Aurora didn't know how to feel for a moment, and said two words softly with her tightly pursed lips: "Suicide."

"He said that when my mother left four years ago, he should have gone with her. It's just that my mother said before that the head of the Hopps family would not be passed on to me until I was 30 years old. Today, I am 30 birthday." Aubrey crossed his legs, his toes pointing to the ground, and his fingers interlaced on his knees.

"Why must it be 30 years old? Many heirs became the head of the family when they were teenagers." Although Aurora is a squib, she had read many books about this before she learned about it at the age of 11.

"Didn't my mother always say, stand at thirty? She thinks that people can stand on their own at the age of 30, that is, they can achieve the independence of personality." The gentle and dignified mother had a rare gentle smile on her lips.

"Yes, she is an absolute admirer of Confucius. She always holds a copy of "The Analects" and reads it in a rocking chair, and always uses the words in it to teach us." Aurora remembered what her mother always said to them The phrase "Master once said", can't help but also bend the corners of his lips, but there is still a trace of sadness between his brows.

Compared with her father who was always unsmiling, Aurora still prefers her mother who is too polite to her but still treats her well.

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I recommend the British drama "And There Were None", which was adapted based on the original work and is very exciting.

The plot is well received, the details are well received, the acting skills are well received, and the appearance is well received (especially a man named Lombard)!