Saving the world is not as good as chasing stars [US Entertainment]

The classical buildings on the Strand Street in Westminster upon the Thames have charming and majestic scenery, full of romantic and cultural atmosphere.

The four campuses of King's College London are on both sides of the Thames River, facing each other across the river, which is magnificent.

The German sports car had stopped, and Margaret looked at King's College London in front of her, "Didn't you say you were going to buy ingredients?"

The detective consulted in a low voice, "Before then, there is a follow-up issue of a small case that needs to be dealt with."

"——so why did you bring me here?" Margo squeezed out a few words expressionlessly.

Sao Bao's black hair is naturally curly and his face is taken for granted, "I need an assistant."

After speaking, he got out of the car, and took Margo out of the co-pilot a few seconds later.

The Hollywood actress looked at the world's top prestigious schools in front of her, and felt that she had met Sherlock Holmes, she really saw a ghost.

——"Sherlock!"

In the distance, Inspector Lestrade of Scotland Yard vaguely saw the figure of the detective, and trotted over quickly.

He complained as he approached, "What's the matter with you? You disappeared without a trace before finishing the case! Who is the person who is traveling with you—"

Lestrade approached, looked at the black-haired and blue-eyed actress, his voice changed as if he was frightened, "Ajani?"

Jesus Christ!The girl standing next to the weird-tempered consulting detective turned out to be Marguerite Adjani, who made the whole world crazy!

Inspector Lestrade couldn't help but began to wonder if he was dreaming. He really hoped that the alarm clock would ring later.

Margo greeted him with a smile, "Hello, Sherlock probably delayed a lot of time because of me, although I actually didn't expect him to appear."

The honest and loyal Scotland Yard inspector finally believed at this moment that the peerless beauty in front of him was real, not some inexplicable dream.

Sherlock glanced at the detective who was about to indulge in star chasing, "Lestrade, what did your people find out during the interrogation?"

Recently, King's College London is holding a medical forum that brings together elite talents from [-] top medical schools around the world.

But a few hours ago, an Irish-born associate professor from Imperial College of Technology who was engaged in clinical medicine and pharmacy was brutally murdered in the chapel of King's College, London.

After Scotland Yard arrived at the crime scene, they were completely helpless and couldn't find any clues, so Inspector Lestrade had to turn to the high-intelligence consulting detective who was a few blocks away from others for help.

And after Sherlock Holmes took over the case for consultation, as usual, he quickly found out the suspect with his basic deduction method like magic tricks, and pointed out that the suspect was obviously instructed by someone.

But after he dropped these words indifferently, he left in a hurry and disappeared without a trace.

The bewildered Scotland Yard was completely at a loss.

During Sherlock's absence, Scotland Yard of course tried to interrogate the suspect, but unfortunately, the other party was silent and showed no sign of cooperation.

So Inspector Lestrade had no choice but to meet with the person in charge of the medical forum at King's College London in order to obtain more information from multiple sources.

At this time, Lestrade looked at the consulting detective who reappeared, and said helplessly, "The other party refused to speak."

Sherlock was obviously not surprised at all. He looked at the French girl next to him, staring into her eyes, "Being my assistant, you will conquer the world with me, and you will experience a passion that you have never experienced before."

Margaret: "..."

She didn't want to feel it at all, she just wanted to get on the flight back to Los Angeles.

But Mr. Black-haired Natural Curly obviously wouldn't give her this chance. He led Margo across the cordon and went straight into the chapel at the scene of the incident, while Inspector Lestrade went to meet the appointed person in charge of the medical forum.

The independent room on the innermost side of the chapel became a temporary interrogation room. Outside the door, several Scotland Yard agents were very upset because of the suspect's lack of cooperation.

Among them, Police Officer Black Pearl Donovan obviously didn't get along well with Sherlock. Just seeing the pale-faced consulting detective approaching, she said sharply, "The freak is here again."

Officer Donovan didn't lower his voice, Sherlock was obviously still a long way from her, but his words were very clear.

Walking behind Sherlock, Margaret, who was blocked by his tall and straight figure, subconsciously frowned——

Judging from the personality of the consulting detective, I also knew that his interpersonal relationship would not be much better, but this female police officer was obviously too rude and mean.

Moreover, several other detectives and forensic doctors around the police officer also said in a harsh and provocative tone, "He probably will start performing that trick again."

The targeted Sherlock seemed unaffected at all, with an arrogant and stern expression.

Forensic Anderson squinted at the slender consulting detective, "Because he is always rude and disgusting, so he has no friends, doesn't he?"

A red-haired detective looked at the approaching Holmes and said, "After all, freaks can only be friends with freaks."

"The freak is followed by someone. This is a crime scene. Did he think it was a flea market?" Officer Donovan's voice was rude and harsh.

Following these words, Sherlock's stern and pale face took on a different kind of aggression than before.

He looked at this group of Scotland Yard agents who never wanted to use their brains. They were about to use their talent for poisonous tongues. Margaret standing behind suddenly came to his left.

Then she took Sherlock Holmes' arm.

The appearance of the French beauty seemed to freeze the air for a while, and several Scotland Yard agents behaved similarly, "Marguerite Adjani?"

The few people who were provoking and consulting the detective a few seconds ago were shocked to the point of speechlessness because of Adjani, who was so popular and could become one of the greatest idols and powerful actors in history. Word.

Margot smiled elegantly and perfectly, and spoke softly, "Maybe you can call me a friend of a freak, or just a freak? After all, freaks can only be friends with freaks, can't they?"

Then, her voice became a little colder, "Sorry, please step aside, we are in a hurry."

Margot's few words made these police officers shy and a little bit annoyed. Forensic doctor Anderson said without hesitation, "Your tone and attitude are so bad, no wonder you are often published by the Sun as a big-name rumor."

Margaret looked at him with a sincere voice, "To be honest, I work hard just to make a name for myself."

Margot has never been considered an easy-going person. After all, Hollywood recognizes that her temper is as exuberant as her popularity, and if she doesn't have a temper, it is obviously impossible for her to act in those classic movies that will last forever in film history.

So no one thinks there is any problem with this. She is a top talent in the first place, and she has all the box office awards. What's the problem with a really big name with a strong temper?

——A smooth and easy-going person with all aspects, can he contribute the 3 minutes of the craziest madman in the world's film history in "Infatuation"?

But at this time, the words of Anderson's forensic doctor obviously annoyed the consulting detectives on the side——

His expression was cold, "Anderson, I hope you can help Officer Donovan find the truth from the suspect's mouth by lowering the IQ of a block of empty heads."

With that said, the consulting detective directly grabbed Margaret's wrist, turned around and left the interrogation room——

This may be the first time that Sherlock, who has always only found satisfaction and joy in solving cases, has given up the truth he is about to know.

It's just a little fun to solve the case, anyway, he obviously won't fall into boredom again today.

You see, stardom can sometimes be a lot of fun.

The suspect in the temporary interrogation room lost the opportunity to reveal the name of the "professor" to Sherlock Holmes.

This was the task assigned to him by Professor Moriarty, but the consulting detective unreasonably withdrew from the case investigation, causing his task to fail.

At this time, Margot was following Sherlock to leave the chapel. This building has a proud history. The retro and luxurious interior retains the ecclesiastical concept of the reign of George IV. The light coming in through the gorgeous stained glass windows, It seems to reveal some kind of religious ceremony.

And the elegant and tall consulting detective was walking forward with long legs. His charming muscles were very sexy, but his temperament was extremely abstinent.

Margo looked at his stern and resolute side face, "Mr. Holmes, is it really okay to leave?"

Sherlock spoke quickly, "Judging from your latest recorded income, your daily salary during work is 83 US dollars, of course there is no need to waste time on those goldfish in Scotland Yard."

Margaret blinked and didn't remind the other party that she was on vacation and would be out of work for several months.

She moved her eyes away from Sherlock and looked forward again. Outside the opened thick brown door, there was a tall and straight gentleman in a suit and leather shoes, full of charming and elegant demeanor.

His brown hair was combed back neatly, and he looked mature and wise. His face was a bit long, but extremely charming, and his whole person was full of elite air.

He seemed to have watched Margot and the man beside her for a while, and now he was walking towards her with frowns, and there was a masculine charm that coexisted with elegance and violence.

Margaret was stunned for a moment, "Grumpy Qiqi?"

Sherlock frowned and looked at Margot, "You actually recognized me as him when we first met? What's wrong with your little head? This guy with a dangerous hairline looks at least five years older than me. "

On Stephen Strange's resolute and proud face, the corners of his mouth curled up in a hypocritical arc, "At least I don't have funny natural curls."

Two men with almost identical faces stood facing each other. Margaret, who was standing sideways between them, wanted to light a cigarette wearily.