Sherlock Holmes' Neighborhood 221C

Wu Zhen wanted to go over to see if Hadley was there. Generally speaking, it would be fine for parents to quarrel with others in front of their children, but Hadley has autism, and his heart is sensitive and fragile. Don't look at some extreme pictures.

The locked guardrail in front of her blocked her way, and Wu Zhen beckoned to ask Hadley's parents to open the door.

Obviously Sherlock didn't want to be so troublesome, he pressed his right hand on the guardrail, jumped sideways and used his strength to jump over.

After jumping over, Sherlock straightened his suit and said with a smile, "Do you need my help?"

The guardrail is less than half a meter high. Wu Zhen's motor nerves are not weak, so she can jump over this height, but she is wearing a skirt today.

"Okay."

Sherlock grabbed Wu Zhen's waist with both hands, lifted her up, and hugged her.When the hug was in mid-air, Wu Zhen stepped on the guardrail and had a buffer forward.

Hadley's mother saw this scene and recognized Wu Zhen. She was surprised: "Doctor Wu? Why are you here?"

"I'll come and see Hadley." Wu Zhen replied.

"Hadley, oh, Hadley is upstairs." Hadley's mother pointed to the second floor, her face was much more relaxed than when she was facing the police just now, and she even smiled warmly. "Hadley often said that he likes you very much. You know, he is different from others, but every time he mentions you, he seems happier than saying other things."

"Hadley is a very cute child, and I like him very much." Wu Zhen said warmly in his heart.

A child's liking is the most sincere. This is the first time she has received a formal psychological job. Wu Zhen himself has a heart for Hadri.

Wu Zhen walked up the spiral staircase, halfway through, the sound of the quarrel outside the door had weakened, and Sherlock's voice was very magnetic, so it was particularly recognizable amidst the chaotic quarrel, and the dim light from upstairs Below, the sound of piano music can be faintly heard.

At this time, Hadley is still playing the piano?

Wu Zhen went up, the glass windows on all sides were wide open, the sunlight refracted, Hadri's figure was sitting in front of the piano, it seemed that the piano was like a huge black beast, gracefully crouching in front of Hadri.

The sound of Wu Zhen going upstairs did not disturb Hadley.

He is in his own world.

Wu Zhen paused, but went down anyway.

At this time, it is better not to disturb him.

......

In just a short period of time, the object of the quarrel downstairs has changed rapidly. Sherlock apparently said something before, which made Hadley's father change the object of attack.The policeman stood there a little unresponsive, looking a little dazed, with anger that had not yet subsided.

"What are you talking about!" shouted Hadley's father, a tall, thin white man with glasses. "Believe it or not, I'm suing you for slander!"

Seeing that Wuzhen came down, Hadley's mother also said loudly: "It's unbelievable. Doctor Wu, come and judge!"

Sherlock's attitude suddenly changed at this time, and he said to them very sorry: "I made a mistake, and the couple who just left are the most suspicious."

Hadley's father was caught off guard and stood there.

The policeman said, "What the hell is going on here."

Hadley's mother continued to pay attention to Wu Zhen, expecting her to say something.A little Wu Zhen came with this person, so I can only count on her meaning.Or just count on same-sex help.

Wu Zhen stood on the stairs and did not come down. Sherlock looked at her with smoky gray eyes, and the two looked at each other with deep meaning.

Wu Zhen said, "Don't worry, ma'am, I believe you are innocent."

She is on their side.

Indirectly affirmed Sherlock's unpredictable words.

Hadley's parents were reassured.

Sherlock said to Hadley's parents: "I'm very sorry, but I think we may have to go first."

Wu Zhen said: "That's right, we have other things to do, so let's take our leave first."

......

Get out of the fence or use the previous method.Wu Zhen actually saw that the gate of the fence opened from the inside to the outside, and the door could be opened with a flick of the chain, but she was carried out of the fence by Sherlock before she could say anything.So shut up obediently.

When Sherlock stepped out of the fence, he took out his mobile phone to fiddle with it, and the text message on the mobile phone sounded a reminder.

Wu Zhen looked back from a distance and saw that the policeman in front of the villa took out his mobile phone during the debate and was looking at it.

......

In the laboratory with cold lighting, many white-clothed personnel hurried through with cold faces.There were also people on the laboratory bench wearing masks and concentrating on conducting experiments.There was a smell of disinfectant in the air.

What a familiar taste.

"Hi!" A girl with blond hair, wearing a white coat with her hands in her pockets, greeted Sherlock cheerfully.

"Hi." Sherlock turned around and introduced Wu Zhen: "This is Jasmine Amber, the forensic doctor here."

Wu Zhen said hello, "Hello."

Jasmine trotted over with small steps, looked at Wu Zhen with puzzled eyes, "Hello." Then she asked Sherlock, "Who is this?"

"My girlfriend."

Jasmine stared at Sherlock's eyes as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on her, and she was a little thankful.

"Your girlfriend? I mean, I want to tell you that I'm engaged to Tom." Jasmine took out her hand from her pocket, with a gold ring on her finger.Jasmine noticed Wu Zhen, her eyes wandered, and she kept looking at her: "The engagement ring."

If Wu Zhen hasn't guessed Jasmine's little thoughts by now, then he doesn't need to major in psychology, and he can drop out of school directly.

She praised: "Very beautiful."

Jasmine: "Thank you. Uh, I wish you all happiness?"

Wu Zhen said sincerely, "Thank you."

She is really a girl who can let go, there is no negative emotion such as resentment in her eyes, but she seems a little disappointed?

Psychology is a very grueling major. You must first understand other people's minds. When you first get started, you are the most confused. You think you understand, but you don't.After being taught by a mentor, it is not so easy to get started.The human mind is often the most unpredictable and also the most uncomfortable. When you see it clearly, you find that most of it is darkness, or the insidious and vicious thoughts bred from the darkness are as disgusting as poisonous insects.It is very easy for people to give up the tired mind.

At this time, the heart of a child is extremely precious.

Wu Zhen is especially prone to have a good impression of kind-hearted people who know how to persevere, and Sherlock is uniquely favored.Although he wasn't very kind, and he would do anything for the case, he never did anyone any harm, not once.

Jasmine: "When did you meet?"

Sherlock stopped her from continuing to speak: "A man named Woodley Carruthers has been sent to you these days."

Jasmine choked, and looked down at the list in her hand.Said, "Yes, there was a man, he was being examined, and something was taken out of his stomach."

"I'm going to dissect his body."

"Yes, yes, but the body is now under judicial protection. You have to have that authority. I can't help you."

Sherlock didn't care, and raised his hand, holding a card between his fingers. "Oh? Then don't worry."

Sherlock is so familiar with this place, it's like entering no one's land.The card between the fingers clicked on the card reader, and the door opened.

The atmosphere in the laboratory inside was much more tense than outside. A middle-aged bald man in a white coat looked majestic. Seeing the appearance of Sherlock, who shouldn't be here, he immediately stepped forward and said: " Sir, this is not the place for you."

A young man in charge of the computer trotted over and said, "Doctor, the computer shows that this gentleman has the highest authority."

The middle-aged bald man stepped aside and said, "Please come in." Then he turned around and left.

Jasmine led the way, walked to the freezer, pulled out the cart of Woodley Carruthers' body, and the frozen white air filled the air.Woodley is a rocker with shoulder-length, curly hair covered in frost.Based on his attire and clothes in the villa, Wu Zhen speculated that he should have the most obvious characteristics of a rock player, but after his death, in the cold room, he was covered only with a white cloth.Death disappears in smoke, this saying has been passed down through the ages, and it is always true.

Sherlock stared at the corpse, frowning slightly, and put white latex medical gloves on his hands.

Molly said: "It was kind of rotten, and it was very hot when we found him."

Wu Zhen said, "Did you find anything in his stomach?"

Jasmine: "A small pile of skins that look like capsule pills."

Wu Zhen remembered what Mrs. Carruthers said, her son is a life-saving person, so he takes vitamins every day.

The problem may lie in the vitamins. Knowing what □□ is, you can follow the □□ to find the evidence of the criminal, but the road is long and there is still a long way to go to solve the case.

Sherlock put on his gloves and a mask, lifted the white cloth covering the corpse from his upper body, and then gently pushed aside the cut on Woodley's stomach with both hands: it was left by the forensic doctor who cut his stomach open for evidence.

Wu Zhen and Jasmine took a step back at the same time. Without him, this scene is really unacceptable.

"Really, come here," Sherlock said.

"what's up?"

If she is required to assist in handling the case, she is proficient in psychology. Do you want her to speculate on what this person has done and where he has gone in front of a pile of bloody stomachs?

Wu Zhen bit the bullet and walked up.

Sherlock said, "Take the phone out of my pocket."

It turned out that she was not asked to visit the intestines and stomach.

Wu Zhen took out his mobile phone and held it in his hand, then what?She looked at Sherlock.

"Photograph."

"Oh."

Wu Zhen realized that it was inevitable, so he took a picture of his stomach and intestines.

Wu Zhen checked the photo after taking it, and then glanced over the phone to see Sherlock's fingers in white latex gloves flipping in his stomach, and calmly took another photo.

Some things aren't that hard to keep going once you've started, but you just feel like a brave warrior afterwards.

"Click"

Wu Zhen found a clearer angle and took another photo.

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It was originally scheduled to be published this morning, but I didn't know that I would finish writing this chapter until the afternoon. Well, there is another update today.

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