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

After a period of time, the criminal organization immediately moved in a large scale, and it was naturally impossible for Aurora and Li Chengzhi to continue their investigation here.

This is the experience that Aurora often refers to when she failed her first mission and almost died in the line of duty.

However, Aurora and Li Chengzhi are not strangers to Los Angeles, and their relationship has been very good since then, and they even became best friends.By the way, the two parties have always been controversial about the title of "Los Angeles Group". Aurora thinks that Los Angeles should refer to Los Angeles, the "City of Angels" in the United States, while Li Chengzhi insists that this is his hometown. "The sound of someone's jade flute flying in the dark, scattered into the spring breeze filling Luocheng", Luoyang, China.

Before the topic of debt repayment appeared, this also once reached the top of the list of debate topics between the two.

In fact, "L.A. City" can also be Kyoto in Japan.

The turbulent torrent gradually turned into a trickle, and the gates were shut tightly.

Some of the past is destined to become the past.Some memories are destined to only become memories.

However, that orange juice that brings misfortune and murder wherever she goes, that noisy orange juice that makes her hurry up to pay back her debts, that orange juice that looks gentle and gentle like jade, and is actually more gossip than a woman, that orange juice The Chengjue who said that she would not be able to marry in the future, the Chengjue who left the company and property to her in the will, the Chengjue who was "bought" by Aubrey to persuade them to marry their siblings, the Chengjue who always asked her out on Mondays for the weekend The orange juice that went out, the orange juice that suddenly said to her seriously "I have no friends except you" when she was joking, the orange juice that always knew her thoughts at the first time, the orange juice that was when she choked The orange juice who patted her on the back gently, the orange juice who liked to tease her to see her take it seriously and then couldn't bear it, the orange juice who threw all the blame on the head of her good Chinese partner Li Qingzi after being complained about by her Son, the ungrateful and treacherous Orange Juice who temporarily canceled the plan to return to China and didn't tell her, the Orange Juice who called a few hours in advance and asked her to come to the airport to deliver her...

How could that Orange Juice, whose strength was almost the same as hers, pass away so suddenly?

Aurora hugged her legs, buried her head in her arms, and heard Sherlock beside him sigh, and explained in a calm tone: "I didn't expect him to have an accident in London. Ford has staffed in China."

Lestrade also pondered for a moment, considered his words, and asked in a very low voice: "Aurora, will you come?"

Aurora wiped her face vigorously with the sleeve of her pajamas, wiping away all the tears.Now is not the time to cry, anyway, we must first find out the real culprit and ask Li Chengzhi for an explanation.

But before that, she has one very important thing to do.

Aurora raised her head, and her long eyelashes also lifted up, with teardrops on them, trembling like grass leaves wrapped in morning dew.

"Detective, let's go." Aurora tried her best to maintain a steady voice and a normal tone, but she still couldn't help sobbing. "But before going to the crime scene, I have to go to the bank."

Although Lestrade was very curious about what Aurora was going to do in the bank, his experience of driving away eight girlfriends told him that it was best not to do so.

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"Orange juice, send someone to deliver a few bags of glutinous rice flour to Sherlock Holmes at 221B Baker Street, and charge the fee to my account."

"Luoluo, 360 yuan and [-] cents have been recorded in your account, when are you going to pay me back?"

"Then wait until you die."

Aurora transferred 360 yuan and [-] cents into Li Chengzhi's bank account.

Not much, not much.

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So Officer Donovan drove Sherlock, Aurora, and Lestrade to the bank in a police car, and after successfully attracting the attention and panic of all passers-by and bank staff, they went straight to Xinyu Hotel.

Before the car came to a complete stop, Aurora saw through the dusty window glass other police detectives from Scotland Yard, including forensic Anderson and trainee detective Charlotte, were standing at the door with their heads drooping, as if is waiting for their arrival.

A group of police detectives had met Li Chengzhi in the previous vice president's fall case, and knew a thing or two about the friendship between him and Aurora.Even Little Charlotte, who hadn't entered Scotland Yard at that time, noticed something was wrong, and asked Anderson beside her to find out the situation.

They stood outside the door with serious faces like that, with a little regret mixed in their expressions, as if to express their regret for the news of Li Chengzhi's death and what happened to Aurora.Especially little Charlotte, who unilaterally worships Aurora and has always regarded her as her idol. When she heard that Li Chengzhi is her best friend, her eyes turned red, and she felt sorry for the goddess.

Charlotte also stood at the door, standing facing the wind, her shoulder-length short hair fluttering wildly in the wind.Her eyes were red, she held the notepad with one hand, and tightly squeezed the pen with the other hand, and the end of the pen lightly tapped on her lower lip.From time to time, little Charlotte clamped the note board with her arms, freeing up her hands to rub her already red eyes.

After seeing Aurora get off the car, little Charlotte staggered over and threw herself into her arms.The little girl buried her face in Aurora's arms, as if she wanted to give her a warm hug to comfort her, but her own eyes were as red as rabbits, and the big tears were about to fall down.But she didn't want Goddess Aurora to become more sad seeing her like this, so she clenched her teeth and suppressed her tears.

Seeing that Charlotte felt so sorry for herself, Aurora felt a little moved in her heart. She rubbed the little head of the girl in her arms, patted her on the back lightly, and said in her most gentle voice: " It's all right, Charlotte, I'm all right."

Little Charlotte was in Aurora's arms for a while before she realized that she obviously wanted to comfort the goddess, but she was comforted by the goddess instead.Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and got out of Aurora's arms.

Aurora forced a smile on Charlotte that was better than crying, squeezed the little girl's fleshy face, then lowered her hand, paused for a while, then turned and walked to the hotel.

Little Charlotte still stayed where she was, standing blankly in the cold September wind, until today when Sherlock, who had a particularly low sense of existence, passed by her, he left a sentence in a voice that only the two of them could hear, " Henry Harrow's experiments showed that people can often feel a great deal of comfort from physical touch, which is more effective than pure verbal comfort."

After Sherlock finished speaking, he followed Aurora's footsteps and entered Xinyu Hotel without looking back.

Little Charlotte, who was lagging behind, raised her hands to straighten her messy short hair, and tucked a small strand of it behind her ears.She pondered over what Sherlock said just now, thoughtfully, and then suddenly realized, bright sparks burst out from Shui Lingling's big eyes.Charlotte turned around and stuffed the notepad and pen in her hand to the forensic doctor Anderson, trotted all the way to Aurora's side, grabbed her arm, and held on tightly.

Standing behind, Sherlock, who had a panoramic view of this scene, clicked his tongue. It seems that this little intern girl is not as stupid as she looks.

Little Charlotte pointed to the receptionist at the front desk, and chatted with Aurora: "Goddess, look, the receptionist of this hotel seems to be a Chinese."

Aurora patted Charlotte's raised hand, and taught in a helpless tone: "Charlotte, it's impolite to point at others like this, just like Alan hugging you."

The intern police officer Charlotte's face turned red immediately, and she murmured in a weak mosquito voice, "Why are you bringing this up..."

The guy at the front desk waited until they had finished speaking, and finally had a chance to interject: "This lady is right, I am indeed Chinese."

Hearing this, Aurora raised her eyes to look at the receptionist with empty eyes, and greeted him in Mandarin Chinese: "Hello, my Chinese name is Su Luo."

The guy at the front desk thought the police officer was Chinese, and seemed a little excited, stumbled and stammered, and switched to Chinese with a strong dialect accent: "Li Hao, is the police officer also a Bank of China? See It doesn’t look like it. (Hello, is this police officer also Chinese? It doesn’t look like it.)”

He has no distinction between NL and NL, probably a southerner.

"Yes, this friend of mine often said the same thing before he was alive. He said that I inherited half of my mother's Han nationality for nothing, and I don't look like a Chinese at all." Aurora heard the comments from the younger brother at the front desk. , suddenly remembered what Li Chengzhi had said to her before, and couldn't help biting her lower lip tightly to prevent herself from crying here inappropriately.

Seeing that the boy at the front desk was upset with Goddess Aurora, little Charlotte gave him a hard look.

The guy at the front desk was a little at a loss when he saw this scene. He didn't know what to say, so he scratched his head, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Lan monster, haha. (No wonder, haha.) "

It is a typical NL regardless.

Aurora lowered her eyes to calm down, and after suppressing the urge to cry, she raised her head again, put on a resolute expression of disapproval, and asked, "Apart from the victim, Li Chengzhi, are there still people living here?" His partner Li Qingzi?"

Now that Li Chengzhi has returned from China, it means that he has brought the legendary wonderful partner Li Qingzi to London.

The guy at the front desk also heard from Aurora's previous words that the victim, Li Chengzhi, was her good friend. His first feeling was that the police officer was still here to investigate his friend's murder, which was really miserable.And seeing her say the six words "victim Li Chengzhi" in a serious and businesslike manner, I couldn't help admiring this half-Chinese police officer with no oriental charm in appearance.

Hearing Aurora ask him a question, the guy at the front desk nodded, flipped through the register and said, "Yes, it's all written on it. It's written in black and white. (Yes, it's all written on it. It’s written in black and white, clearly.)”

The author has something to say:

I forgot to put a blank space while watching the game again. I have something to say to the author. I am really very sorry, and it has been corrected now.

This "we'll talk about it after you die" stalk, I planted it since Orange Juice just came out, and I finally put it to use today.

In fact, when I created the character of Cheng Juier, I was planning to write him to death, but I was reluctant to take over and write him to this point.

It seems that I have also become addicted to orange juice and can't extricate myself. How can this be good?

How about I consider the "fake death" suggestion in the comment area?

Finally, it has nothing to do with the text: the tie-break between the Cavaliers and the Celtics must be very exciting, and I hope the Warriors can advance to the finals!