[Shen Xia] Tricked away a big detective

When going to work on Monday, Fulla saw many employees gathering together and whispering, she asked curiously, "Is there something going to happen?"

A female colleague who always eats with her said: "Oh, you are new here, I'm afraid you don't know yet, we hold a party at this time every year to celebrate our anniversary."

"Really!" Fulla followed suit, "About when!"

"Anyway, it's just this month! The exact time has to be arranged!" The female colleague also looked excited: "But now you can start preparing the clothes and jewelry you will wear at that time! You can also bring a family member, Fulla, Then you can bring your boyfriend over!"

"Yeah!" Fulla nodded sharply, returned to her seat, and took out her mobile phone: Sir, I heard that we are going to hold an anniversary party!

Sherlock replied quickly this time: So?

Fulla: I heard that you can bring your family, so you should come with me when the time comes!

Sherlock: What are you here for?Confined in a suit, hugging and dancing like monkeys in heat?

What an understatement!Fulla continued to reply: You can come and eat!You see, we have run out of money. This month, we may only have bread and eggs to eat. There must be a lot of delicious food at the party, so we can supplement our nutrition!

Sherlock: Let me remind you, we're out of money, how are you going to dress for the party?

Hi!Fulla raised her head, the question was on point!She put away her phone and tapped on the table. Otherwise, she would find a way to get some money first?

When I got home from get off work, Sherlock's door was closed, and there were a few slices of toast and two fried eggs on the coffee table.Fulla walked to the door of the bedroom and turned the handle away. Sherlock was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.She closed the door gently. Sherlock seemed to be studying something again recently. There were papers scattered all over the room. She woke up in the middle of the night and the lights in the room were still on. Let him have a good rest!After taking a few bites, Fulla threw the dinner plate into the sink, then untied her ponytail, scratched it, then took off her small coat, unbuttoned two buttons of her shirt, and pulled out a pair of shorts from the cabinet to change into. She went up, reapplied her lipstick, and quietly went out the door.

The Cairns bar was full of people, most of them drunks who had won a small amount of money and workers who came out of work to hang out. There were a few women in cheap clothes like Fulla, but she was undoubtedly the most beautiful of them all.Fulla sat alone in front of the bar, ignoring anyone, sipping wine, and occasionally a few whistlers who struck up a conversation, she didn't mind returning a smile.

Several young people coaxed and pushed out a brown-haired guy: "Hello, my name is Thompson."

Fulla looked up and down at this Thompson. He was a little handsome. He might be the most brilliant boy on the nearby construction site. The shirt in the overalls might not have been washed for three days, and there was still a little bit of a woman's lipstick on it. There are many calluses in the palm of his hand, and he seems to be a young man who is serious about moving bricks.She took another sip of her wine and lazily replied: "You are not the one I am waiting for."

Thompson put one hand on the bar: "Who are you waiting for? Why don't I have a drink with you first?"

"You?" Fulla shook her head: "What can you drink with me? The cheapest beer?"

Thompson's face was a little ugly. He took out a banknote from his pocket and handed it to the bartender: "Hey! A glass of Baileys, a glass of brandy! All of them need large glasses!"

The bartender quickly brought the two glasses of wine to them, and Thompson handed the Baileys to Fulla: "It's suitable for a little wild cat like you."

Fulla narrowed her eyes and gave Thompson a sweet smile, picked up the wine glass, raised her head and drank it all in one gulp, then blinked: "It's your turn!"

The men around immediately started to fuss: "Drink it! Dry it in one go!" "Show this bitch!"

Thompson's eyes flickered, and he raised the wine glass to his lips. Fulla raised her chin at him, and he became cruel, picked up the wine glass and downed a large glass of spirits.

vomit!Thompson retched while leaning on the table, and the men around him became even more excited.Fulla patted him on the back, and said softly: "If you can't drink, you don't come to the bar. Why spend your hard-earned money on things you don't like!"

Thompson knocked off Fulla's hand and glared at her viciously. The sarcasm around him became harsher. He looked at the hypocritical smile of the woman in front of him and raised his hand: "You bitch!"

"Hey!" A big hand stopped Thompson's slap: "Do you want to hit a woman if you are so bad! Get out!" He pushed Thompson out: "Be honest and work hard! Brat, don't imitate adults and women flirting!"

Thompson gave them a vicious look, and ran out without a word.The man sat next to Fulla, hooked his hands, and the bartender brought a tray with a lot of things inside.He stood up, looked at Fulla with a smile on his face, and kept moving his hands. After a while, a glass of cocktail was brought to Fulla: "Boston cocktail, dedicated to the most beautiful lady in Boston."

Fulla took the glass of wine with a smile: "Thank you~ But—" She changed the subject: "This should be called a Manhattan cocktail."

The man choked for a second, then said nonchalantly, "No, I created this one myself, and it's called Boston."

Fulla didn't refute, she picked up her glass and said, "It feels pretty good~ How many girls have you cheated with this trick?"

The man sat down: "Then have you been tricked by me?"

Fulla laughed: "You're really interesting!" She tilted her head: "You can call me Shirley."

"Very cute name." The man moved closer: "They all call me Fried."

Fulla grabbed Fried's hand that was about to touch her thigh, brought it to Fried's chest and rubbed it against Fried's chest, feeling the bulge inside his jacket, she couldn't help but smile even more: "Then Reed, I seem to have drunk a little too much and I can't stand still, would you like to accompany me to the bathroom?"

Five minutes later, Fulla slipped out the back door of the bar wearing a jacket that was clearly a few sizes too big.She proudly tossed a men's wallet that was bulging in her hand, stuffed it into the breast pocket of her jacket, and ran home bouncing around.

She gently opened the door, the living room was still dark, very well, it seemed that Sherlock was still sleeping.She turned around and quietly closed the door.

"where did you go?"

"Oh my god!" Fulla jumped up suddenly: "Sir! You are hiding in the doorway of the room in the dark in the middle of the night, trying to scare someone to death!"

Fulla groped to turn on the light while patting her chest, and at the same time, her mind was spinning wildly: What should I do if I sneaked home with my boyfriend until midnight and found your dad sitting in the living room waiting!Wait online!urgent!

"Whose clothes are you wearing?" Sherlock squinted his eyes when the light was suddenly turned on; "You went to a bar? The other party is a muscular 183 man? Ah, there is also the smell of heroin, it is a Drug addicted man. What are you doing!"

Fulla took off her clothes and kicked it aside: "I'm just bored, so I went to drink some wine."

"Do you think I'm the man who was knocked out and thrown in the toilet of the bar after being robbed by you!" Sherlock stood up and approached Fulla: "What are you doing? Are you so eager to return to the old wandering life? Or do you think, Is it more suitable for you to live a deceitful life in this way?"

Fulla lowered her head, lowered her eyes and remained silent.

Sherlock pinched her chin and made her look up: "Speak!"

Fulla shook her head violently and broke away his hand: "I just want to get some money! I don't want to eat dry bread every day! I also don't want to be able to go to the party! Anyway, it's all dirty money from drug trafficking, I will give it to you." So what if he teaches a lesson!"

Sherlock didn't speak. After a long time, he rubbed Fulla's face with his thumb: "There's a lot of resentment."

Fulla exhaled angrily from her nose: "To put it bluntly, it's all your fault! If you skip paying the bail twice, I can buy the skirt! Oh! Don't rub my hair!"

Sherlock plucked Fulla's hair, and then slammed her head down: "Even if it's a drug dealer, it's not your turn to rob, it's all against the law, and none of you is better than the other!"

Fulla stuck out her tongue, unconvinced: "I don't care, the one I got back is mine!"

Sherlock walked to the pile of clothes and money, took out the wallet and weighed it: "You have gained a lot!"

Fulla couldn't help laughing: "I've been watching him all night. I saw him trading with others in the back alley. There's a lot of money!"

Sherlock took out a piece of money and rubbed it: "You've been staring at it all night? I'm afraid you've worked hard for nothing." He bared his teeth at Fulla with a smirk, and raised the money in his hand: "This is all □□.”

"What!" Fulla rushed forward all of a sudden: "How is it possible!"

"It's enough to make a real one." Sherlock threw the wallet to her: "The color, watermark, and lines are almost exactly the same as real money, but there is a problem with the paper, and I can still distinguish the slight difference in feel." He walked towards the sofa with his hands behind his back, He stood up directly: "In the three previous cases in the police station, one of the deceased was a painter, one was a crafts sculptor, and the other was a chemist, ah!" A gleam of light suddenly appeared in his eyes: "I Got it! Aha! I got it!"

Fulla was still kneeling on the ground holding a wad of money in mourning. She knew Sherlock would not lie to her, but she still couldn't believe it.Suddenly she was pulled up by Sherlock: "Go! Take me to find that drug dealer!"

Fulla yelled and was dragged up: "Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night!"

"I finally understand! The previous case and the identity of the deceased are all related to these things!" Sherlock looked excited, his eyes were shining, he was obviously already excited and didn't know what to do, and suddenly hugged Zhu Fula kissed her on the forehead: "You finally did a good thing! Quick! Take me to find that drug dealer!"

Fulla continues to be confused: Who am I and where am I? Wow, Boss Sherlock kissed me Brothers and sisters in the forum, take a look! My crush (because of the case) kissed me on my own initiative!She shook her head violently to wake herself up: "I know where he is, come with me."

The two were just about to rush out the door when Sherlock suddenly pulled Fulla back: "Wait a minute, you button up your shirt first, and then change into a pair of trousers. There is no rush."

The author has something to say:

Sherlock's father took out a small notebook: disheveled clothes, gender confusion, flirting, legal illiteracy, violence, lack of brains, nights out... Today's volume still breaks my heart!