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

Aurora hugged the paper bag in her arms tightly, a helpless wry smile appeared from the corner of her lips, she raised her eyes to look at Sherlock who was standing opposite her, and asked pretendingly: "This is considered to be destroying the scene, isn't it?" Great?"

The corners of Sherlock's mouth curled down, with a "you're kidding me" expression on his face, and he started spraying at the slightest disagreement: "Aurora Hopps, the breaker of Scotland Yard's rules, the spokesperson who does not follow the rules, when will you Are you starting to care about breaking the scene?"

Aurora was speechless after being sprayed by this wave of venom, and pursed her lips tightly.

"I remember there was a case before, you packed all the dishes at the crime scene and took them home." Sherlock remembered Song Jiuhua's case and Aurora's triumphant look when she packed the dishes and walked out of the gate, and continued to complain Lola's behavior of pretending to be sensible, "Could it be that I remembered it wrong?"

Aurora's eyebrows twitched, she really didn't remember it wrong, and she didn't remember it wrong.

"And didn't you just say that the murderer has been identified? Then there is no point in keeping the so-called crime scene." After a long time, Sherlock once again looked at Aurora with disdainful eyes, and his thin lips curled into a smile. With a faint smile, it seems to be mocking her IQ.

The corner of Aurora's mouth twitched, feeling that what Sherlock said seemed to make sense, and there was no way to refute it.

"Pretentious." Sherlock commented with a look full of disdain.

Aurora, who was flattered and carried away by Sherlock's comfort before, almost forgot the nature of his venomous tongue. For the time being, she let go of the sadness in her heart that was neither too strong nor plain, flattened her mouth, and rolled her signature eyes. , Said: "Did you find any clues just now?"

When it comes to matters related to work, Sherlock, who always likes to tease others' appetites to satisfy his satisfaction when being questioned, was abnormally dedicated for a while, suppressed the mocking smile on his face, and asked seriously: "The scene is very Clean, nothing left."

Aurora's light eyebrows twitched together, and she pondered: "In your eyes, there can be no seamless crime scene. No matter how clever the murderer is, with your pair of optical microscopes, no no no ..."

She seemed to feel that her wording was not accurate enough, so she changed her words: "With your eyes that are comparable to electron microscopes, you can always find flaws."

Sherlock has always liked to hear others praise him for his intelligence and meticulous observation. After hearing the words, he immediately showed a complacent expression, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth continued to deepen.

"Thank you for your trust, it's well deserved." He still lacks the virtue of modesty as always.

Lestrade often claimed that Aurora was infected with this bad habit by Sherlock, but as one of the parties involved, she did not have any major reactions at this time, forcing herself to analyze calmly: "This case, it seems that it is not It seems so simple. I always feel that under the calm lake, there is still an undercurrent."

"It's Gavin instead." After Sherlock mispronounced Lestrade's name again, he felt Aurora's enigmatic stare, and immediately thought of the scene where she was nagging him to change his name, and changed his words impatiently. Said, "If it were Greg, she wouldn't find it simple even just by looking at it."

In addition to being praised by others, another great pleasure of Sherlock is to mock others, especially Lestrade who dare not mess with him.So, for the innumerable times, he was spat out by Sherlock again in terms of IQ.

Inspector Lestrade, who was organizing the Scotland Yard police detectives to carry out further investigation at the reception downstairs, couldn't help but sneezed, and subconsciously tucked the scarf inside.

Aurora's frowning eyebrows eased when she heard Sherlock's complaint, but she still began to doubt her deduction, and said with a little anxiety: "The case is far more complicated than I imagined, Orange Juice It is impossible to be killed by such an ordinary deputy general manager of a bar so easily, maybe I was thinking in the wrong direction."

"No." Sherlock simply rejected the idea.

"What?" Aurora thought she might have misheard, and asked reflexively.

"You won't think in the wrong direction." Sherlock suddenly stopped after saying this endless sentence, not knowing how to explain it. mutual."

Trust is mutual.

It means that Aurora just said that she believes that Sherlock's intelligence and insight will not miss any clues at the scene of the crime, and he also expressed more trust in her deduction than in her own.

Does this person even praise her for being ice-snow and smart?

But Aurora heard Sherlock's certain and affirmative tone, and couldn't help dispelling the newly sprouted thoughts of doubting herself, and took a deep breath.

Sherlock then stared at her eyes with those eyes that Aurora described as comparable to an electron microscope, as if he could control all her emotional changes, and asked meaningfully: "Why do you think that what? Li Chengzhi couldn't have been killed so easily by an ordinary deputy general manager of a bar?"

Aurora, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, began to feel anxious again, not knowing how to answer his question, let alone how to disguise herself to hide from his sight.She moved her mouth a few times, and just about to speak, she heard Sherlock speak again.

"You mean, his skills are not bad, and he is used to being vigilant when he sleeps at night, so it's impossible?" Sherlock raised his eyebrows, staring at Aurora's somewhat unnatural expression, testing asked.

He had learned about Li Chengzhi's real identity from Mycroft a long time ago, and when he asked Aurora such a question, he was just curious whether she would tell him this matter directly, or make up something that seemed to make sense. The excuses come round.He didn't even know why he was asking such a boring question.

Aurora understood the ins and outs of Sherlock's words, and understood that he already knew Li Chengzhi's identity, so there was no need to hide it any longer, and said frankly, "We can be regarded as colleagues."

Sherlock nodded, seemingly satisfied with her answer, and said, "Member of the Ministry of National Security of the People's Republic of China."

Aurora chuckled lightly: "As expected, you already knew."

Sherlock was noncommittal, and shifted the topic to this case: "You just said the deputy general manager of the bar, who is it?"

He couldn't understand Chinese, so he naturally missed the writing "Dust Qi" on the suspect's black peaked cap mentioned by the guy at the front desk.

"The high-ranking government official case we just met, Mr. Mills, the deputy general manager of Dust Bar, has been turned positive because of the murderer's arrest." When Sherlock asked her a question, Aurora was of course willing to answer it. A look of "Sure enough, I am the best".

Sherlock put his hands into his coat pockets, without any superfluous expression on his face, and said in a cold and deep voice, "That's the end of your mission, leave the rest to me."

Aurora immediately frowned after hearing the words, and almost lost the paper bag in her arms. She pursed her lips in displeasure, and argued confidently and reluctantly: "I broke the case, and you are the one who made the bet." If you lose, what are you trying to do by running out to grab credit? Of course, the final part of the interrogation of the murderer must be handed over to me, and no one will try to grab it."

Sherlock raised his eyes and glanced at Aurora who was overreacting and didn't know it, and confirmed his thoughts even more, and said lightly: "You are already so excited when you mention this matter, how can you still sit calmly?" Come down and interrogate the prisoner?"

"I can..." Although Aurora felt that Sherlock's words were somewhat reasonable, and she absolutely could not remain calm when facing the murderer of Li Chengzhi, she still wanted to continue protesting dissatisfied.

Before she finished speaking, Sherlock interrupted her: "Nothing is allowed, you win the bet, and the murderer is handed over to me."

"Why do you..." Aurora was still very unconvinced and unwilling to let go.

"As long as you promise not to take personal revenge, I don't care." Sherlock said nonchalantly, as if he was sure that Aurora would bend the law for personal gain when interrogating the prisoner.

Aurora knew that she would never let the murderer go, but she didn't intend to tell the truth in front of Sherlock and give up this opportunity voluntarily.Her lips moved, as if to ensure that she would not take the opportunity to take revenge.

But Sherlock blocked her back by opening his mouth first, put his palms together against his chin, and said: "If you really read my blog like you said when you first met me, you should know that my deductive reasoning and how familiar I am with the changes in the facial expressions of people when they lie."

He made it clear that he was saying "Don't lie in front of me, even if you lie, I will see through you".

Aurora was at a loss for words for a while, and hesitated to speak, but she didn't know what to say at all.All words were blocked by this guy, and she had nothing to say.Sure enough, words like mutual trust and the like are deceitful. Just now he said he believed in her reasoning, but in the blink of an eye he began to express deep doubts about her professional ethics.

Although it is true that she has no so-called professional ethics.

Aurora suddenly thought that Sherlock had no right to prevent her from interrogating the prisoner, which was within the scope of Lestrade's responsibility.And she was quite sure that the great Inspector Scotland Yard would join her team.

That's right, she is the one of her own.

Sherlock stared at Aurora, who was blatantly making small calculations in front of him, as if he had guessed her thoughts, a smug smile appeared on his lips, and cut off her way again: "Do you think Gavin, cough, Greg is To you, or to Mycroft?"

In order to take credit with her, he actually moved out the big boss.

The Sherlock Holmes vs. Aurora Hopps spat, the latter gloriously…

Completely defeated.

The author has something to say:

Sherlock really takes good care of Aurora~~ (star eyes)

No, no, I have an urge to compete with the heroine for Sherlock!

The promised warrior will save Orange Juice if he wins, and he will never break his promise!

This time I wrote it in advance and the author has something to say, now I am going to watch the game. (see death as home)