[Zhongyingmei] That woman is definitely sick

There were two bizarre murders in London. One of the victims had no blood all over his body, and his expression was full of happy smiles when he died. The other child's neck and spine were twisted, but his body struggled There are no traces of wounds, not even the common malnutrition problems of vagrants, and the health is too high. The place where the body was found was a house where only a 90-year-old lady lived. The police quickly ruled out the suspicion of the old lady. Even It is impossible for an old man who is struggling to walk and is dying to break a nimble child with his bare hands.

They say it's all done by vampires and witches.

Early in the morning, Lester was sleeping in the house. I was a little guilty because of what I did last night, so today was surprisingly quiet, and I ate breakfast silently by myself.

After I had breakfast, the paper boy delivered today's paper.

It has to be said that no matter what era, reporters are always the fastest runners. What happened at night was published in the newspaper so quickly.

The news in the newspaper said that the culprit had a strange method, and two suspects were suspected of committing the crime. Is the vampire witch really in London! !Police Scotland/Foundation said XXXX...

Pfft, I'm so stupid, how can I not be human, I am human, okay?

Seeing that there were no clues about witnesses in the newspaper, I became happy. In the living room, I picked up the violin that Lester had not had time to tidy up and took away, and danced while playing. In the end, the melody of the flying bees made me a little tired. He ran to the sofa to take a rest panting, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Lester's violin had several strings broken by me. I picked it up curiously and looked at it for a while, then I heard a shout from behind: "Put it down!"

Looking back, it was Lester, because it was daytime, he rushed over in a big black robe and a sheet, snatched the violin from my hand, and left without saying anything.

But I haven't played enough, so I lifted his robe to cover his whole face, and wanted to snatch the violin back, but he just refused to let go, so stubborn, I started to sit on the ground and swear.

After a while, he pinched me, and the two rolled around on the carpet, tearing like shrews, knocking over the table and bookcase during the process, his eyes were red and his teeth were exposed, I broke his Mouth, put your finger in it and shout loudly: "I just went to the toilet to poop/shit and didn't wash my hands!!"

He struggled violently, and finally, from the appearance of a vampire, he changed back to the image of a pale and handsome man we are familiar with. He stood up messily from the carpet, and spat on the ground, "What's wrong with you!!?"

I retorted dissatisfied: "I should be the one asking you, what are you doing in the morning, isn't it just a violin, look, it's all rotten!"

Looking along the place of my finger, it is a violin that has been smashed.

He waved his hand and calmed down: "I'm a vampire. I like to sleep during the day. Now, I'm going to sleep. Stop making harsh noises. That music makes me feel irritable."

"Oh." After listening to him, I quietly turned around and lay down on the sofa.

Lester was a little surprised seeing this scene, and said to me in disbelief, "You stopped making trouble?"

I rolled my eyes: "What are you talking about, it's my fault for disturbing your sleep, you go to sleep."

Lester didn't think too much, and went back to the room directly. After he went back, guests came to the house. They were two policemen from Scotland/G/Lan Square. They asked me if I saw any suspicious people or Where did you go.

The policeman looked at my Asian face, glanced behind me, and asked me contemptuously, "Where is your master?"

"That's me, what's wrong with you?"

"Well, we are here to investigate the murder case last night. We are quite close to you. I want to know if you heard anything last night?" The policeman raised his hat and took out a small notebook and asked me.

"God, really, I don't know anything. Yesterday we went home early after going to the circus performance. The next door to me is the great detective Sherlock Holmes. Who did it!?"

Apparently my appearance as a frightened high school girl fooled the two cops/cops, and they didn't stay any longer. One of the cops/detectives reassured me and left.

After closing the door, I grinned, ran to the wall on the second floor and put my ears on it to listen to Sherlock Holmes next door. A small hole was quietly drilled in the largest place. The other side of the hole should be a closet. I also drilled through the closet. Through him, I saw the glass bottle in the closet and heard Watson talking to him excitedly. .

"Holmes, you have to think of a way!"

"Watson, you need to calm down."

"This makes me calm down. Just last night, there were two murders, and they were all around us. The murderer is around us!"

Sherlock Holmes seen through the glass bottle was a little blurry, and only half of his head could be seen. He kept meditating without raising his eyes, and curled up on the sofa with his hands folded. Then he looked at Watson and said calmly: "Watson Sir, do you believe in vampires and witches?"

Watson wondered why Holmes would ask him such a question: "Of course not! I am a doctor, and this is the age of science!"

Holmes was silent for a while, and then he continued to ask Watson: "Is it possible in science to drain the other person's blood unconsciously while they are alive?"

"No, this is impossible. The human body will feel cold during the blood loss process, and it is impossible to be unconscious!"

"So, Watson, is there a situation in science where a malnourished waif can be cured overnight to be healthier than some adults, and then wreck his neck without the other struggling? Woolen cloth."

After hearing this, Watson replied: "This is even more impossible! Malnutrition cannot be cured overnight!"

After hearing Watson's answer, Holmes whacked his eyes and smiled: "So, since science can't answer these questions, why do you still believe him?"

"This..." Watson couldn't answer this question.

I looked at the two of them and started laughing. It was a strange feeling that they were thinking and chatting as if they were watching a TV series. Suddenly, Holmes felt something, and raised his eyes suddenly, looking towards me. On the other side, I can only see half of his head through the glass bottle, but I know very well that he is indeed looking at this side. Our eyes are facing each other, and his eyes are so sharp that they seem to be able to penetrate my heart. I was so scared that I quickly left the peephole and covered it with my palm.

Watson looked at Sherlock Holmes, and his friend's expression suddenly changed. This was the expression of what he had discovered. Watson followed his eyes and looked at the locker where various glass bottles were placed. There were various bottles and dinner plates that Holmes used for experiments. Watson was puzzled and asked him, "Holmes, what did you find?"

Holmes withdrew his gaze, and he looked at Watson, "It's nothing, I just feel like I'm being watched all the time."

This sentence frightened Watson. I just finished talking about vampires and witches, and now my cohabiting friend said that it seemed to be watched by others, but there was only Mrs. Hudson in this room besides the two of them. Could it be... …ghost! ? ?

Watson decided to sleep in his clinic tonight.

I went back to my room and recalled the way Holmes was thinking, why is he so handsome, ah, I really want to marry him.

I took out my drawing book and pencil and started to draw. An hour passed, and the clock pointed to 9 o'clock, and I heard someone ringing the doorbell.

Open the door, there is a flower girl with a small hat at the door, she handed me a letter, then turned and left, I opened the envelope and started to read, this is a letter from Holmes next door, he invited me and Les Go to them for lunch.

This man's thinking is so jumpy. I saw him and Watson discussing something before, but now he is going to invite me to lunch all of a sudden.

And in 221B, Watson couldn't be calm, walking back and forth in the room, because Holmes said that he would invite the men and women next door to come here for lunch? !What are you having for lunch? ?It's just sandwich biscuits, what's there to eat! (Note: British lunch is super simple)

The answer given by Holmes is that a simple lunch will know a lot.

In the end, only the woman came alone.

"Why, Lester has sun sickness, and he'll probably die in the sun, so I'm the only one here."

Holmes didn't mind. He took the Asian lady in his arms and asked Mrs. Hudson to make some delicious desserts.

Watson picked up the sandwich and ate it. Nothing could be more embarrassing than the current scene. What on earth does Holmes want to do?

"Ms. B., it is a pity that your friend cannot come, but it happens that my assistant Watson is a very good doctor. You may let him have a look at him."

Holmes kept asking me about Lester, which made me a little unhappy. I clapped my hands discouraged and said, "No, no, he always comes out at night, goes to parties everywhere, and then doesn't let me make any noise during the day." , because he is going to sleep, why do you always ask him?"

Holmes picked up a sandwich and said to me with a smile: "It is out of the concern of a neighbor, ma'am."

Watson sat beside him without saying a word, and there was no room for him to intervene in the conversations of his friends and neighbors.

"Ma'am, what would you do if a homeless kid knocked on your door?"

I replied to Holmes: "Of course I will feed him!"

He then asked: "If you were in a bad mood at that time, or this"

"So, do you like fencing? What else? Violin and piano. I can also play a little violin."

With that said, Holmes stood up from his seat, took out the violin and played it on his own.

The music was very nice, but Watson's expression turned pale. He wanted to say something, but he cared about me being here.

It wasn't until I left that Watson stood up from his seat and said to Holmes, "Requiem?! You actually played a requiem to a lady? My God, Holmes, what are you thinking! "

"Of course it is to appease the dead." Holmes raised his eyebrows, and then played the violin.

The song is Ave Maria.

"A man who is afraid of the sun and only appears at night, and a man with calloused hands who only appears when he uses a sword, but says he is just a weak girl who likes music."

"My God, you mean they...!?"

"No, Watson, there is no evidence yet. I have to find evidence before I can make a conclusion."

"...What should I do about Holmes?"

When I got home, I saw Lester coming out of the door. He poured himself a glass of water. Because the curtains were drawn in the house, it was so dark that there were only electric lights. I asked him why he came out.

The white shirt he was wearing showed his pale chest, and leaning on the table, he spread his hands and said to me with a smile: "Don't you realize that the two of us can actually get along peacefully?"

I laughed out loud, like farting.

"How about this, I'll turn you into a vampire."

After he said this, I looked at his expression as if I was mentally retarded. I stretched out my right finger and stroked his smooth chest lightly, looking into his eyes: "Turn me into a vampire? You Dreaming."

He was not angry, and told me with a smile on his face that he thought a lot after being woken up in the morning, and he thought it would be good to have someone to accompany him, if only I could be like today every day.

What!It turns out that you guy hasn't slept since you had a fight with me this morning! !

"Become a vampire and live forever together."

"I refuse, why don't you help me figure out how to organize Holmes to solve the case."

"Isn't it good to be young forever?"

"No, I'm serious. I was tempted by Holmes when I went to eat next door at noon. By the way, I didn't tell you. I killed a man yesterday and threw it at the old lady's house in the next block. Now everyone wants to catch us. Woolen cloth."

The smile on Lester's face disappeared.

What followed was his cursing at me, which probably meant, you just made trouble when you just moved?

"Obviously you were the one who killed the first person."

"you shut up!"

Then he started to discuss with me how to avoid the investigation of Sherlock Holmes. The way I came up with was to kill a few more people, create a serial murder case, and then see who is the honest man, the one with no background, and throw the corpses into the honest man. home.

The vampire slapped the table, saying that this method is feasible, and he can still help me.

That night, Lester went to look for honest people. He was handsome and had a wide range of ways. In one night, he asked me clearly which low-class honest people in London could not be slaughtered.

The next day I did what I said, and sent a double to display my abilities in the downtown area. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, several people instantly turned into flesh and blood splashed everywhere. No one could see my double, and then I went to another location, I cast a brown note and killed two gamblers, and by the way killed the groom who brought me here. I hid the body in the car and changed my clothes to look like an Asian maid.

A sheriff passing by saw a woman driving a carriage, which was very strange, and she was an Asian woman, so he stopped the carriage and began to question me. I pretended to be a mentally handicapped child, and what I could say was my name and Deer. Nothing, the police finally got impatient, maybe he saw something, I didn’t pretend anymore, I used the cutting ability to cut off his head, took his head away, and left the body in There.

Using the ability of the double, I threw all those corpses into the honest man's house and hid them. In the wardrobe, under the bed, I hid the head of the sheriff in the jar of their house. After the double came out of their house, I breathed a sigh of relief. Change clothes quickly and go home.

But, man is not as good as heaven... I met the person I least wanted to meet.

That blue police box, the familiar sound of brakes, and the white-haired old man who came out after opening the door.

"Finally found you, come back with me."

I started to play dumb: "Who are you?"

"I'm a doctor."