Sherlock Holmes' Neighborhood 221C

Lestrade sent the approved arrest warrant to 221B, and Sherlock took Wu Zhen to the victim's house immediately.The first to go was the house of the woman they had caught, single and lonely.Because she is still under arrest at the police station, entering her room only requires the police officer to take out her key to open the door, and a search warrant that will not be judged by the court as illegally breaking into a residence.

This is a somewhat messy room. The scattered clothes that have been piled up for several days are scattered on the bed. The curtains are half-closed and fluttered by the wind.

There was an indescribable smell in the room.Sherlock sniffed sharply and began to rummage around the room.

Wu Zhen did not follow Sherlock to check the room. She knew that even if she and Sherlock kept the same field of vision, the things they saw would not be exactly the same. They were people from two worlds at the beginning, but now the two worlds are compatible. , both breathe new life into each other, despite being so different at first.

Since none of the four victims were wearing shoes when they were found, the first thing Wu Zhen looked into when he entered the house was the shoe cabinet.Wu Zhen took out a portable camera from his bag and began to take pictures around to collect evidence.

"What are you looking for?" Wu Zhen asked curiously holding up the camera, squinting one eye, looking at the picture in the camera seriously, Sherlock was busy.Sherlock's movements are always extremely fast when he handles the case, Wu Zhen keeps moving the camera to capture Sherlock's figure.

"Not sure yet," Sherlock said.

Wu Zhen lightly pressed the camera button with her fingers, and with a slight click, Sherlock opened the curtain to check the scene outside, and was captured.

The pure white and almost transparent curtains are fluffy and fluffy, and the pale golden sunlight shines through the curtains. Sherlock's hand opening the curtains renders pale gold. Only his figure with his back to the camera is black, and the black suit casts a shadow under the effect of light and shadow. dark.

Wu Zhen secretly said hello to himself who took this photo.

It's a beautiful picture, but it's a pity that the location is wrong, it's in someone else's house.

"How about changing the curtains of 221B to white?" The dark red curtains are resistant to dirt, but it's not good to see if they are dirty. You can feel the presence of dust on the floor-to-ceiling curtains when you get close.

"What?" This sentence flashed through Sherlock's head, and it took less than a second to analyze that this sentence had nothing to do with the case.Then I remembered something that still had nothing to do with this case, and I turned around and asked, "Do you like white?"

"I like white and black, two extreme colors, but they also blend together extremely." Wu Zhen held the camera, and with a click of his fingers, the image of Sherlock turning around in front of the window was frozen in the camera.

Sherlock opened the jewelry box in front of the vanity mirror. There were not many things. He quickly checked the opening and closing one by one, his eyes kept rolling, looked around to collect evidence for a while, and then said: "Let's go, go to the next one."

The police officer who helped them open the gate said, "Are you planning to watch all four houses?" His tone was very impatient. He didn't really want to take on such a job of taking people to check, so he can be lazy at this time Leisurely, waiting impatiently while holding his thick and long-haired arms.

Sherlock didn't look angry, and said briskly and quickly: "Yes, or we can go directly to your house to search for evidence, as long as there is evidence or a victim in your house."

The police officer opened his mouth, speechless, and took them to take a taxi to the victim's house. There was originally a police car reserved for them to handle the case, but Sherlock refused to take the police car, and if it wasn't for Lestrade's special He didn't even want to bring the police officer who was in the way.

Sherlock then checked the residences of the remaining victims. One lived alone and two shared tenants, but the relationship did not seem to be particularly close, and he did not know much about their sudden drowning.One person said to Wu Zhen with a sullen face that he had already seen that something was wrong with him (the one who threw himself into the river). He was always alone, taciturn, and believed in some inexplicable religion.

Before the search was over, Annabelle called, saying that the school had urgent matters, and her tone was extremely urgent.After Wu Zhen hung up the phone, he said to Sherlock: "I have something to do at school, let's go first."

Sherlock was concentrating on handling the case, he was taken aback when he heard this, and said awkwardly, "When will you graduate?"

Wu Zhen heard the string song and knew the elegant meaning, smiled lightly, and said, "After graduation, I still have to work."

"Come and continue to work for me." Sherlock said firmly: "I can teach you more profound psychology."

"Then help me revise the thesis. I'm thinking about seeing if you are really capable of doing it."

"Yes." Sherlock's attitude without hesitation gave Wu Zhen great comfort and indescribable joy.

Ah, there is a neighbor with a high IQ and a high school student... Now he is a boyfriend, what an indescribable joy I feel.

"Then I, consider taking a look?" Wu Zhen put his hands behind his back, lowered his head slightly, and tiptoed happily.

"Think carefully." Sherlock reached out and stroked Wu Zhen's hair. After touching it, he was in a good mood.His little girlfriend's hair is smooth and feels nice and nice.

Wu Zhen rushed to the classroom, Annabelle waved to her, Wu Zhen saw it and moved from the middle of a row of seats to her side.While the two were in class, Wu Zhen's phone vibrated in his pocket, indicating that he had received a text message.

[Give me the contact information of your senior. 】

【SH】

[I didn't leave his cell phone number, what's the use? 】

【W · Z】

【certainly. 】

【SH】

Wu Zhen asked Annabelle in a low voice: "Do you have Dylan's contact information?"

Annabelle lowered her voice: "What? You have a crush on the senior? Well, I don't want to rob you of your boyfriend."

Wu Zhen explained: "No, my boyfriend wants it."

Annabelle breathed a sigh of relief immediately: "That's good, I'll send you a text message."

"Can't you dictate?"

"No, I have worked so hard to get this number. If someone eavesdrops on it, I will feel uncomfortable."

"Ok."

Annabelle lowered her head to operate the phone, Wu Zhen received a text message from Annabelle and forwarded it to Sherlock.

After Annabelle finished sending the text message, she lowered her head and turned the pen. The long colored pen danced a flower in her hand. She was silent for a while, then raised her head and opened her mouth and said to Wu Zhen, "This is not right."

"how?"

"What does your boyfriend want Senior Dylan's phone number for?"

"Maybe it will work." Wu Zhen was not without doubts.

"Finding fault? Displeased with him approaching you?"

"No... If that's the case, I don't think he would ask me for a phone number. He would avoid me to check it himself."

"Bull..." Annabelle scratched her hair with the end of a pen, "But my boyfriend is not bad, as long as he is handsome."

After class, Wu Zhen went to the street to buy food, remembering that Sophie's store was nearby, so he took a bag of buns to find her.

Sophie's store usually didn't see many people coming, and Wu Zhen was very deserted when he came, but it never closed down due to poor management. Wu Zhen guessed that someone still came to Sophie for divination, but there were fewer people and more money.

Wu Zhen put the bun in front of Sophie and sat on the chair in front of her.Sophie is making tea with her bare hands, using a very elegant tea set, a simple and elegant Chinese tea set.

Wu Zhen felt homesick when he saw it.The buns she ate were really not like buns, with thick skin and small meat filling, and the taste was not authentic. It was incomparable with the authentic buns she was used to eating.

Sophie brought a cup of tea to Wu Zhen with a very elegant gesture, Wu Zhen took it upright and took a sip.

"How?" asked Sophie.

"Your tea is hot."

Sophie: "..."

"Ha, just kidding, the taste is good, but not alcoholic."

Sophie: "What do you want from me?"

"Can't you come and see your friends?"

The corner of Sophie's mouth twitched: "Of course."

"But when it comes to troubles, there really is one recently."

Sophie got up, walked to the divination table, took out a stack of cards, stacked them, and signaled Wu Zhen to pick one.

Wu Zhen picked up a card with his fingers, but before he flipped it over, Sophie said, "I forgot to say, I'll give you a [-]% discount on the friendship price."

Wu Zhen immediately let go of the hand that hadn't turned over the cards.

"You want money?"

"...This is a capitalist society." Sophie was speechless, thinking about whether to exempt Wu Zhen from the bill in the future, or forget it after thinking about it.

"Sophie, what are you playing? I'm a poor student with no money."

The two chattered all over the place for a while, and when Wu Zhen was about to go out, Sophie stopped her: "I really don't want to see what card you picked?"

"No, I decide my own destiny."

There are many exquisitely decorated small shops with personal flavor on this street, every time Wu Zhen comes to find surprises.Occasionally a gourmet snack shop, and occasionally a style clothing store.Such unexpected surprises are often unstoppable.

Wu Zhen was walking on the street, something suddenly caught his eye out of the corner of his eye.

The one in that coffee shop is...

This street really surprises her every time, Sherlock and Dylan drink coffee at the same table.

he!they!two!indivual!

drink!coffee!coffee!

Wu Zhenxin's heart skipped a beat, feeling that something was wrong.After thinking about it, I was frank, why panic.I thought so in my heart, but my feet stuck to the ground, and I couldn't help but hide behind a building and peek.