[Shen Xia] Tricked away a big detective

Fried swore while rubbing the potion on a small mirror.He was actually knocked down by a little girl!The money just received was also looted!If this gets out, how can I mess around!

"Damn it! If you dare to let me touch you again, I will find someone to fuck this bitch! Hiss!" He sucked in his breath, and gently dipped the wound with a cotton swab.

"What the hell do you want to fuck... Ouch!" Fulla leaned against the door frame, and she was slapped on the back of the head by Sherlock just after speaking half a sentence: "Sir!"

"Pay attention to your words, Fulla." Sherlock frowned slightly, then looked at the man in the room with a blue face: "Good evening."

"Smelly/bitch! Damn you dare to come!" The man suddenly grabbed a wooden stool by his hand, and threw his head and face at Fulla.

Fulla dodged slightly, and the bench hit the wall behind her.The man grabbed a pistol from the cupboard, and just as he was holding it, she kicked him to the ground, and the wound where he had just applied the medicine was stepped on by the sole of a shoe: "Be honest!" She grabbed Fried. The hand holding the gun was directly twisted off, and his other arm was folded behind his back: "Say! Who gave you those fake banknotes!"

"What counterfeit banknotes!" Fried gasped in pain, "Didn't you snatch all the money!"

Fulla got angry when she heard this: "It's all fake! It's all fake!"

"What!" Fried couldn't care less about shouting in pain: "Damn it! How dare you lie to me!"

Fulla grabbed his hair vigorously, and Fried's whole head was pulled up by her: "Quickly tell me! Who is the person who bought your drugs?"

Fried smiled mockingly: "We can't say such things." He squinted at Fulla: "We are also people with professional ethics."

Fulla looked at Fried's expression of what you can do to me, and then thought about the futility of the whole night, so she got angry and knocked Fried's head on the ground: "Don't you say yes? Come on, I'll see how long you can maintain your work ethic!"

She grabbed Freed by one arm, dragged him to the bed, and took a pillow to cover his face.

"Fulla!" Sherlock, who had been sitting behind the computer, finally said, "Be quiet! Also, don't go too far!"

Fulla rolled her eyes and slapped Fried on the back of the head suddenly: "Stop howling! Be quiet!"

Sherlock was studying Fried's computer, he found a file, and swipe down: "Fred Gavin, 39 years old, has been in this business for almost ten years, and there are quite a lot of clients." He found A form: "At ten o'clock in the evening on the 27th, Cairns Bar Back Alley, George Brandt. You are a man with a plan!"

Fried asked in disbelief: "How did you find it! I obviously encrypted it!"

"Encryption?" Sherlock smirked: "I thought the names of these files were called Come and see me!" He unplugged the computer: "Let's go, go visit this Mr. Brant!"

Fulla looked left and right, and asked hesitantly: "It's almost two o'clock, do you still want to go?"

Sherlock rummaged through Fried's cabinet and easily found a dark cabinet with a small paper bag inside.He opened it, took a look, and stuffed it into his pocket with satisfaction: "Why don't you go?"

Fulla squinted at Sherlock's actions: "I have to go to work tomorrow."

Sherlock turned and looked at Fulla: "Do you really take this job seriously? Go away, maybe you can sleep for two hours before dawn."

Seeing that the two scourges were about to leave, Fried secretly breathed a sigh of relief.Fulla glanced back at him. "Are you glad we're leaving?"

Fried shook his head violently.

Fulla then asked, "Are you going to report the news?"

Fried was about to shake his head off.

"Lie!" Fulla was unhappy, and naturally she would not make others happy. She grabbed Fried's head and slammed it on the edge of the bed, knocking him unconscious, then clapped her hands and stood up: "Let's go!"

Sherlock watched Fried, who was already bruised and swollen, faint again, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He wanted to say something, but swallowed it again, and took the lead to leave here.

There was no one on the street, and Fulla followed Sherlock: "Sir, do you know where that Brant is?"

"I don't know." Sherlock replied simply.

Fulla's black line; "Then where are you going now?"

"The police station!" Sherlock walked like a wind: "I heard them mention this name at the police station last time. This George Brandt is a person with a criminal record. There must be a file for him in the police station!"

Fulla grabbed Sherlock: "Wait! You mean, we're going to the police station to borrow files now?" She really didn't know where to start complaining, so she smiled awkwardly and politely: "Well, Why do you think other people will show us the files?"

Sherlock held Fulla's shoulders, looked her in the eyes and said, "So, it's up to you!"

The two secretly hid across from the police station, and Fulla asked for the third time: "Sir, didn't you hate my cheating before?"

Sherlock said sternly: "How is this a scam! This is what the case requires!" He patted Fulla on the shoulder: "Go!"

Fulla was speechless, straightened her clothes, cleared her throat, and then ran towards the police station desperately.

"Is there anyone! Can someone help me!" Fulla rushed into the hall and rushed to the police on duty: "I want to call the police! Someone broke into my house illegally!"

The policeman was dozing off, but a man suddenly flew up, startled with fright: "What's going on! Speak well! Stand still!"

Fulla's face was covered with tears and snot: "Someone is in my house! Go and arrest him!"

The policeman sitting in another seat recognized her: "Is that you? Uh, the girlfriend of the guy who got caught three times for obstructing official duties?" He moved Fulla a chair: "What happened? Where's your boyfriend?"

Fulla sat down and continued to cry: "I have been working overtime until now, and when I got home, I found out that there are other women in the house!"

The two policemen on duty looked at each other speechlessly, oh, it turned out that they were greened.

One of them handed the box of tissues to Fulla, and Fulla thanked her, took out a handful and covered her face: "He wants me to go away! I paid for the rent!" She sobbed Looking at the two little policemen: "Can you help me drive that woman out?"

The two policemen persuaded in embarrassment: "This level is not considered illegal trespass."

"Why not count!" Fulla stood up excitedly: "I work hard every day to maintain the family, and he, besides spending my money, is causing trouble! I want to call the police! You must accept it!"

A tall policeman winked at the other and took out a form: "All right, please fill out the form first, I will enter the basic information, and I will go to your home to check the situation later, okay?"

Fulla nodded while sobbing, filled half of it, and asked pitifully, "Can I use your bathroom? I haven't even removed my makeup. Doesn't it look scary now?"

"Yes, yes!" The two policemen returned to their seats, begging her not to cry again: "Turn left to the last room inside, wash your face, your makeup is all smudged!"

Fulla wiped her tears and walked to the bathroom. The two policemen sighed. They had long thought that the girl's boyfriend was unreliable. See, something happened so soon!Tomorrow seems to be a big gossip!

Fulla turned a corner, and took out the badge from her pocket that she walked along when she jumped on the policeman, swiped open the door of the file room with a beep, opened the computer inside, inserted a USB flash drive Sherlock gave her into the computer, Waiting for the program in the USB flash drive to automatically crack the computer password, then send a text message: Done!

Not long after, she watched the data in the computer being transferred to the USB flash drive by remote control. After everything was done, she pulled out the USB flash drive, went to the bathroom and splashed some water on her face, then took out her mobile phone and said to herself Talk to yourself while walking out.

"Can you promise that you will never lie to me again!" Fulla was still sniffling, and asked on the other end of the phone: "That woman really left? Do you promise that you will never see her again?"

"What? You're looking for me downstairs?" Fulla smiled through her tears, "Okay, I'll be right back! You go upstairs quickly! Don't catch a cold! Mmm!" She hung up the phone and said to the policeman a little embarrassed : "Well, I won't report the crime, sorry."

The two policemen looked at the infatuated seed as if they were mentally retarded, and hesitated to speak. The tall policeman couldn't help asking: "Are you reconciled?"

Fulla lowered her head: "Let's go back and talk about it, he has already admitted his mistake."

The two (single dog) policemen looked at each other again speechless, and each other's eyes were burning with the spark of anger of "why does this kind of person have a girlfriend", so they had to send her out of the gate, and metaphorically suggested that she should break up quickly and get out of the sea of ​​suffering. Don't look for your boyfriend in the trash and watch this idiot bounce away.

Fulla gnawed on a piece of chocolate that Sherlock rewarded her, and jumped beside him: "That Brant's house seems to be a little far away, should we go there now?"

"No." Sherlock said: "Go home, I can find him alone tomorrow."

Fulla glanced at him suspiciously: "You don't need me to help you? Can you do it by yourself?"

"I don't need you to help me break Brant's arm!" Sherlock strengthened his tone: "The investigation does not require violence to continue!"

Fulla didn't care: "It's faster this way! Oh yes." She took out a pistol from her pocket and stuffed it into the pocket of Sherlock's coat: "This is that Fried's thing. Bar!"

Sherlock didn't refuse, he suppressed the upturned mouth corners, and waved to stop a car: "Don't save that little money, go back and rest quickly."

After arriving home, it was past three o'clock. Fulla simply took a shower and lay down on the sofa. She had just fallen asleep when the door of Sherlock's room was opened.

He grabbed the coat he was wearing before, and stood at the door against the light of the room: "Where did you put the things I brought back?"

"What?" Fulla closed her eyes: "Let's talk about it tomorrow, I'm so sleepy!"

"Don't be stupid!" Sherlock insisted, "When did you replace it?"

Fulla turned over: "Don't ask, I'll throw it away!"

Sherlock walked over directly and pulled off Fulla's quilt: "Throw it away? Where did you throw it? How can you throw such a dangerous thing casually?"

Fulla sat up immediately: "You also know that thing is dangerous! Then why did you bring it back? Oh, don't say that you are for the case. When you found that bag, your eyes were not just looking at a piece of evidence. eyes!"

Sherlock persuaded him patiently: "I don't know how to use it now, just in case I need it, don't worry, I won't be able to relapse..."

"Relapse!" Fulla took a breath directly: "You really took drugs! I thought you were just trying to find something new this time!" She looked at Sherlock warily: "Since you They are all experienced people, and they should be more aware of how harmful this thing is than I am. You finally quit this thing, and if I am with you for a day, you will never think that I will let it continue to appear by your side!" She thought for a while, and continued Said: "Tomorrow I will ask for leave to accompany you to find that Brant. I will never give you any chance to be alone with addicts!"

Sherlock looked at Fulla's earnest expression with a blank face, and suddenly stood up and walked back to the room: "Alright, I'll burn the pile of counterfeit banknotes when I come together tomorrow morning, you'd better leave your banknotes now." Hand over those scraps of paper you hid in your wallet, and if I'm with you, you won't be able to secretly buy a dress with counterfeit banknotes!"

The author has something to say:

If one day, both Juanjuan and Fulla are arrested.

Police: The man is hiding drugs because of drug use!The woman is because of using fake/coins!

People who eat melons: What a pair of dogs and men made in heaven!