Sherlock Holmes' Neighborhood 221C

"Has the poisoning been detected?" Wu Zhen asked.

"Not yet. If the test result is detected, the report will be sent directly to the police station, but you can ask." Lestrade replied enthusiastically.

"Let's go." Sherlock returned from checking around the room with a blank expression on his face.

"Where?"

Wu Zhen asked.

"Go to the forensic doctor."

"Go directly?" Wu Zhen was a little apprehensive, would the forensic doctor agree?Also, she didn't want to see the corpse, she couldn't stand the smell, even imagined it.

"Well, I'm afraid I have to find someone." Sherlock took out his phone coolly, and walked forward while pressing the button.

Wu Zhen wanted to follow, but was pulled aside by Officers Donovan and Anderson with enigmatic expressions on their faces. The public was watching, but the two acted like thieves, for fear of being seen by Sherlock.

Police Officer Donovan looked hopeful and said, "What, have you considered the suggestion I gave you last time?"

"What suggestion?" Wu Zhen was a little puzzled.From the time they met to the present, Officer Donovan had said only a handful of things to her, but she really didn't remember a few words.

"Think about distraction, whatever, and don't focus on Sherlock anyway."

"why."

Officer Anderson scratched his head, organized his words, and as if thinking of something, he pointed to the direction Sherlock was walking outside, then pointed to Wu Zhen, and said, "Aren't you tired of chasing him like this?"

"Catch up?"

"Listen, really, Sherlock is a weirdo, and you won't end well with him. You have experienced a lot of dangerous things that happened around him, right. I know you have an older brother, and even if you don't Don't mind, your brother won't let you continue."

Wu Zhen understood:

These two really spared no effort to drive away or persuade the people close to Sherlock...

Officer Anderson and Officer Donovan looked at her with concern, wanting her to change her mind.

Wu Zhen said, "I know everything you said."

"Do you know that you are still with Sherlock?" Officer Donovan somewhat hated iron and steel.

"It's because I know that, as you said, I have indeed experienced a lot of dangers, but has anyone seen me shrink back?"

Officer Donovan: "..."

Officer Anderson: "..."

Thinking about it carefully, Wu Zhen really never flinched.

Wu Zhen smiled and said, "As for my brother, he completely respects my choice in this matter. I believe my parents do too."

The subtext is: So why are you here to join in the fun?Um?

Sherlock's voice came from outside the house: "Really!"

"I'm here." Wu Zhen replied.

Officers Donovan and Anderson obviously didn't want to talk to her for the time being, so they bid farewell to the savings, and Wu Zhen felt at ease, ah, in the UK, all kinds of red tape have to be learned, if you don't follow the "rules", it will be unavoidable It is uncomfortable to be criticized behind the scenes.

That's fine now.

Lestrade said slightly relieved: "Come to me if you have any difficulties."

Wu Zhen smiled and said, "Okay." He turned around and went out.

Lestrade patted the shoulders of Officer Anderson and Officer Donovan heavily, a sense of accomplishment as a parent welled up, as if his own pig had finally burrowed a cabbage, and this cabbage was so loyal No two.

"Ha, I didn't expect Sherlock to be accepted like this."

Sergeant Anderson slipped past Lestrade without a word.Officer Donovan covered his face with one hand, not wanting to see this situation.

......

When Wu Zhen walked out of the house, a gust of wind blew up the fallen leaves and dust. The leaves of the trees planted here were relatively small and light, and they floated onto Wu Zhen's hair.Wu Zhen brushed the broken leaves from her hair with her hands, and seeing Sherlock standing alone at the door, she knew she hadn't come out and was waiting for her.

"Aren't you leaving?" Wu Zhen suddenly felt a little better, and the sky was very blue.

"Not yet." Sherlock sniffed the air with interest.Say, "Did you speak to Officer Anderson just now?"

"And Officer Donovan."

"Oh? It seems that they both use the same brand of men's deodorant." After finishing speaking, Sherlock pointed to the villa next door and said, "Let's go there and have a look."

Wait, this is a bit too much information...

Wu Zhen looked along his fingers, the entrance of the villa was very lively, there was a circle of people hula-la, it seemed that there were policemen and residents.

The two sides were roaring and talking, and they could hear them clearly when they stood in front of the garden fence in the community.

After hearing this, I realized that the police were taking statements to investigate nearby residents, and a conflict arose: the owner of the house had booked a plane for tonight, but how could he let him go at this juncture? What if he was a suspected murderer?The contradiction was on the verge of breaking out, so the two parties quarreled.

The policeman, who was being blocked from performing official duties at the entrance of the villa, was very annoyed, put on a strong attitude, and said with emphasis: "Sir, you must not leave, otherwise we have the right to arrest you as a criminal suspect who tried to flee in fear of crime. "

The owner of this house is a tall man with obvious Caucasian complexion, but his body is very thin, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. Legal citizens, why do you arrest me for no reason!" His wife was a head younger than him, but she was very imposing, clutching the suitcase.

It seems that there is another couple, who also seem to be residents here, watching the excitement from the sidelines, and said in a lazy and slippery tone: "They didn't do anything wrong, why don't you let them go."

The policeman had bulging veins on his forehead, and his originally fair complexion was covered with a layer of angry red. He tried not to let himself get angry, but he still said clearly: "They can't go! Sir, you have no right to speak for them, yours The suspicion has not been cleared, and I saw in the surveillance that you also knocked on the door of the deceased and entered."

The man who had just fanned the flames and watched the show suddenly became angry: "I just went to them to argue, that kid's stereo is too loud!" After speaking, he looked around and had nowhere to vent his anger, and dragged his wife away angrily.

The policeman and his companion continued his work and asked the villa couple to cooperate with their work.Of course, the result was negative. If he hadn't had a gun in his waist, the angry couple might have rushed out.

Wu Zhen and Sherlock watched from the white wooden fence in the courtyard of the villa, and suddenly remembered. "That couple is Hadley's parents." They passed by in the community that day, but the couple didn't recognize her.

"The parents of your little patient?"

"Well, I didn't expect that the noise I heard that day was actually made by the deceased." It was a wonderful thing. A few days ago, a few days ago, the sound of magic was ringing in her ears, and she even complained about the person who made the noise in broad daylight.Now the source of the noise is gone—the person is dead.

The author has something to say: After a difficult psychological struggle, I decided to resume daily updates in the future.After all, time is squeezed out, and articles are saved.Well~