[Shen Xia] Tricked away a big detective

"This mission is a trap!" Sherlock walked ahead quickly: "The buyer has been targeted by the police for a long time, and this time it is here to catch all of you."

Fulla: dizzy.

"Damn it, the money printing site must have sent someone here to watch the movement, I was going to find out the suspect hiding in the crowd when they did it, and it turned out!" He turned around: "Why did you appear here? !"

Fulla: "Hmmmmm?"

"Are you listening to me?" Sherlock sighed, "Why did you become the connector?"

Fulla came back to her senses: "It's Linda! She asked me to deliver the goods for her! I'm planning to follow the clues to find out where to print money!"

"You go when she tells you to go? Do you have any brains!" Sherlock wanted to poke Fulla's head: "Why do you think she would entrust you with such an important matter? Based on your friendship these days?"

Fulla lowered her head: "I don't want to help..."

"It's just a disservice!" Sherlock exhaled through his nose: "I told you to keep an eye on Linda's movements, but you're better off, you must be brave! I'm satisfied now! Both of us have nothing to gain!"

Fulla finally came to her senses: "You're still talking about me! Didn't you say it to solve the problems left over from the police station's history? What happened! You left me behind and acted secretly again! If I didn't meet you today, would you tell me about it from the news? I saw the news that the counterfeit banknote case was cracked!"

"Say it yourself, you have been home on time for a few days this week." Sherlock stared at Fulla: "Accompany customers for dinner on Monday, department gathering on Tuesday, overtime work on Wednesday..."

"Stop, stop!" Flabi gestured: "OK, OK, it's my problem, no, I came back on time last night!"

Sherlock waved her hand away expressionlessly, and pulled her over: "Go back quickly, it's already like this, there's no point in saying anything."

Fulla made a face at him, and quietly hooked his little finger.

Linda came home, she had heard about the accident last time, secretly thought that Fulla was lucky to run fast.She put down the suitcase and took out the key to unlock it.

Just as she inserted the key into the keyhole, suddenly a person covered her mouth and nose from behind.

"Finally waiting for you back!"

Linda was so startled that she dropped the key on the ground, and she yelled indistinctly, "Fula!"

Fulla strangled her tightly: "Why did you kill me!"

Linda pinched Fulla's hand so hard that she couldn't breathe.

"I'm going to send you to the police station!" Fulla panted, "What the hell did you want me to send! Why am I wanted! You liar! I'm going to tell the police about your conspiracy! Debunk it completely! you!"

In desperation, Linda stepped on Fulla's foot suddenly, and her painful hand loosened a little.Linda broke free from her restraint, and punched Fulla in the stomach with a backhand. Fulla was bent over. She laughed and said, "What can you tell the police? What evidence do you have to prove that I asked you to deliver it? "

That's right, I didn't have any evidence, Fulla became anxious, and suddenly took out a pair of scissors from her pocket: "Anyway, it's already like this, you can die with me!"

Linda dodges and dodges. Fulla is about to lose her mind. She is waving the scissors and stabbing at random.The stairwell was too narrow, and Linda couldn't completely resist it even after learning boxing for half a year.She simply yelled: "It's on fire!"

The corridor became chaotic, Fulla saw that the situation was not right, and said to Linda viciously: "If you have the ability, I will never find a chance to kill you for the rest of your life!" After speaking, she quickly ran away.

Linda went home limply and locked the door.No, keeping Fulla is a hidden danger, she must get rid of her before Fulla.

Fulla ran home and jumped in front of Sherlock: "Sir!"

"What's the matter?" Sherlock sat on the sofa and asked perfunctorily, without looking at her.

"My foot was stepped on! It was really stepped on hard!" Fulla simply put her foot on Sherlock's lap: "Look, look! It's all red!"

"Tsk, it seems to be stepped on quite hard." Sherlock put down the notebook in his hand: "Why don't you order the stewed pig's trotters from a Chinese restaurant?"

"That's fine." Fulla smiled and stretched her feet into Sherlock's arms: "It would be better if you rub it for me."

Sherlock didn't refuse, he calmly stretched out his hand under Fulla's shocked face and kneaded her swollen feet: "I guess it won't be long before someone will come to deal with you, you must be careful."

Fulla didn't care: "Come on, just rely on those guys who printed counterfeit money? If they can hurt me a little, it's their fault!"

Sherlock chuckled and did not speak, his hands kept moving, gently pressing Fulla's injured area.There was only one desk lamp turned on in the living room, and Fulla felt Sherlock's warm and powerful hands pressing her feet rhythmically, making her drowsy comfortably.Dimly, I heard Sherlock ask himself softly: "Do you want to go to bed?"

Fulla hummed in a daze, feeling Sherlock gently put down his feet, squatting beside her and stretching out his arms to hug her.The atmosphere is not right!She suddenly sat up straight in a jerk, Sherlock was very close to her, looking at her who was suddenly lying with raised eyebrows.

"Then what..." Fulla stuttered and got off the sofa: "Where's my phone? We agreed to eat stewed pig's trotters hehehe."

Sherlock still maintained the posture of kneeling on the edge of the sofa, he shook the outstretched hand, and stood up as if nothing had happened.

On Monday, Fulla swaggered off to work, but Linda didn't show up.There have been no accidents in the past two days. Even if Fulla deliberately stayed in the office until 12 o'clock one day, nothing thrilling (?) happened.Fulla poked the dinner plate and asked Sherlock: "Could it be that we guessed wrong? Linda has been so counseled that I dare not kill me?"

Sherlock sneered: "Do you think everyone is as cowardly as you?"

Fulla was unhappy: "Why am I being cowardly? Look at when I have flinched!"

Sherlock snorted and remained silent, Fulla made a grimace: "Sir, you should not be at home alone during this time, go out with me during the day and come back together at night, Linda knows we live Where, what if I'm not here and you are in danger?"

"I still have the ability to deal with these people." Sherlock frowned: "Don't always think that I am powerless."

"Isn't it..." Fulla said in a low voice, "If something happens to you, you can run faster."

"Fullah!" Sherlock put down the tableware and wiped his mouth: "I am proficient in boxing, swordsmanship and shooting, and I am not the guy you think is useless except for my brain."

"Yes yes yes! You are the best!" Fulla stirred the eggs on the dinner plate: "But we don't have swords or guns here, your sword skills and shooting are useless. As for boxing?" She stretched out a hand : "How about you wrestle with me? If you can hold on for 15 seconds, I will trust your boxing skills?"

Sherlock looked at Fulla's smug face, reached out a hand, and pressed her head to the table.

The next afternoon, when Fulla was in a meeting, she received a text message from Sherlock: Hurry to 52 Horst Street—SH

Fulamao slipped out with her waist bent, and had no time to get her coat and bag, so she hailed the car and went straight to her destination. No. 52 is an art center, and there are many children singing in it.

A girl wearing glasses came out: "Hello, are you here to help your child take a look? We mainly train piano, violin and singing here. You can come in and take a look."

"No, no, no." Fulla waved her hands again and again: "I'm just..."

"We just want to enroll the child in a piano class." Sherlock appeared out of nowhere, and put his arms around Fulla's shoulders: "I heard that your place is pretty good."

The girl with glasses welcomed them in: "We are not like other art centers that teach everything. We only focus on these three, especially the piano. You are really right to choose this place!" She took them to a small sofa Take out a brochure: "This is our introduction, you can refer to it."

Fulla took the paper blankly and glanced at it casually.Sherlock lowered his head and pointed: "Ah, the champion and runner-up of last year's city piano competition all studied here! My dear! I just say it's very good here!"

Fulla chuckled, and looked at the girl with glasses tenderly: "I'm a little thirsty, can you pour me a glass of orange juice, please?

After dismissing them, Fulla threw the brochure to Sherlock: "You called me out in such a hurry, just to enroll your non-existent child in an interest class?"

Sherlock took the hand on Fulla's shoulder and put it on his knee: "I've been listening to Linda's movements recently. She received a text message at noon today. Although she doesn't know the content, she read After that, I kept walking up and down the room with my mobile phone, looking worried, and then I followed her here."

"What is she doing here?" Fulla asked. "She doesn't have children, and she doesn't seem to like children."

Sherlock walked to the window and looked at the small playground behind, where several children were playing and playing: "Someone asked her to come here specially. We live far away from here, and there are still a few places on the road. The road was built, but she was very familiar with driving all the way here, and even avoided two places that were easy to be blocked, and she was not asked or stopped when she came in, which shows that she often comes here."

"She's still worried after receiving the text message?" Fulla frowned. "She came here today, which was out of her plan."

"That's right." Sherlock turned around: "So I need you to cooperate with me. Linda's cell phone is no longer with her. I suspect that she may have been imprisoned or even killed."

"No, it won't." Fulla shook her head: "They won't kill Linda here, otherwise there's no way to dispose of the body." As soon as she finished speaking, she heard footsteps approaching, and quickly made a move at Sherlock. With a wink, she continued to sit dignifiedly on the sofa waiting for her own orange juice.

"Your orange juice!" The girl with glasses came in with two glasses of water: "What do you think of this place?"

Fulla drank half a glass in one breath: "My husband thinks it's very good, but I still want to see the environment here, can you show us around?"

The girl with glasses led them to look around, and Fulla and Sherlock talked in a low voice while watching.The girl with glasses asked for nothing to say: "Where did you know about our place?"

"It's my wife's colleague." Sherlock replied, "Their colleagues mentioned this."

"Yes." Fulla smiled: "I don't know if you recognize her, but her name is Linda Franzer. I didn't want to believe her at first. After all, she doesn't have any children, so maybe she doesn't have much experience with these things. foot."

"Linda Frange?" The girl with glasses thought for a while, then shook her head, "Maybe it's a relative of some student, I'm not sure."

"Oh, she has dark brown curly hair, blue eyes, by the way, there is a mole in her eyebrow, do you have any impression?" Flabi described it.

"Oh!" The girl with glasses suddenly realized: "This is our director's former student! I remembered! She came here today!"

"What a coincidence?" Fulla said with surprise on her face, "Is she still here? Maybe we will meet again!"

The girl with glasses shook her head: "Then I didn't pay attention, maybe she's gone, she's been here for a while." She continued to introduce: "This is the piano class classroom, you can stand at the window to see, our teacher They're all excellent."

The two of them tirelessly (troublesomely) forced the little girl to lead them around the whole school. Fulla apologized: "I'm really sorry, we only have one child, Marilyn, and we want to give her the best. Do you understand this feeling!"

The girl with glasses was smiling, but she was MMP in her heart, so she could only smile and lead them around, even the teacher's office.

When walking back from the corridor in the office, Fulla covered her belly: "Honey, I drank too much water just now, and I want to go to the bathroom."

The girl with glasses breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she could finally take a rest.She pointed to the innermost part of the corridor, and Fulla walked in the direction she pointed.

Sherlock looked at Fulla's slightly hooked back, smiled inadvertently, and followed the glasses girl to sit on a chair in the hall to rest.

The two chatted casually for a while, and suddenly heard a scream, and Sherlock rushed over immediately. In a certain office, Fulla fell to the ground, pointing at the fireplace and trembling: "There...someone!"

The girl with glasses also followed, and she was obviously frightened when she saw that there was a small hole behind the fireplace.Sherlock stepped forward, and there was a space the size of a closet, and there was a person lying in it at the moment, it was Linda who had come here before.

With a bang, someone closed the door.Sherlock turned his head, and a man in his early 40s walked in with a gun, pointed at Fulla on the ground, and pulled the trigger directly.Fulla quickly rolled over with the girl in her arms, hid under a table, raised the solid wooden office chair and threw it at the man. Although the man kept shooting at her, thanks to the quality of the chair, she took only a few steps. It is very reliable to be a shield.Fulla threw the man to the ground with a stool and clapped her hands: "It's done!"

The girl with glasses was frightened by this sudden change, she sat under the table for a long time and couldn't recover.Sherlock carried Linda out, and Fulla picked up the glasses girl and dragged her out.

The author has something to say:

Sorry, my fairies!Two days ago my best friend got married and I went to be a bridesmaid!It took two days for her house to have a match with the groom and another match. Getting married is really troublesome!Tired and paralyzed...

And, there's another chapter to come!