[Comprehensive] The Great Devil

One night in the cold winter, Mrs. Hudson, who was sitting on the sofa watching a TV series with relish, suddenly heard a polite and rhythmic knock on the door. She glanced at the clock on the wall, and it was 8:20, who would Visiting apartment 221B Baker Street at this time?

And when she opened the door, she froze immediately.

Standing outside the door was a slender and tall woman with long chestnut hair. She had a well-defined outline, her green eyes were narrow and deep like smoke, and her facial features were very recognizable.She was wearing a low-key black collar coat, a gray wool scarf, and a knitted Fair Isle beanie, fashionable and energetic.Seeing Mrs. Hudson open the door and look at her in surprise, she smiled lightly, and her distinctive smoking voice was full of charm.

"Hello, ma'am, this is Serra Jones, one of Sherlock Holmes' former clients - is he upstairs?"

"Oh!" Mrs. Hudson immediately came to her senses, her eyes widened, "I recognize you! You...you are the one on TV!"

She was still watching the suspense TV series starring the visitor in front of her one minute ago!No wonder she looked so familiar, she was much more beautiful in real life than on TV.

Serra smiled back at the old lady's lovely reaction, "Sure, do I look taller than I do in the box? That's what everyone who sees me says."

178cm, slim, with a perfectly proportioned nine-headed body, the eye-catching long legs elongate the visual impression, making her appear taller than her actual figure.Not to mention the seven centimeter buckskin high boots under the feet, the existence of about 185cm walking on the road almost killed 90.00% of passers-by with five or more in seconds.

Mrs. Hudson is a petite old lady, looking up at the ex-supermodel who is under tremendous psychological pressure, not to mention she has another thing to worry about -

"Sherlock... he is indeed here... but I think maybe it's not convenient..."

Mrs. Hudson clasped her hands and said, "Maybe you know, Sherlock once had a cohabitant who had a good relationship, and the young couple always liked to walk together, even if one of them moved out later, Sherlock would treat him well." Never forget..."

Sela paused, then raised her eyebrows, "You mean, Dr. John Watson is here too?"

"You know? Oh! Yes, of course you know, everyone knows..." Mrs. Hudson murmured, "Excuse me, we don't often have girls as beautiful as you visit here, most of them come to me It's all cheating wives, cheating husbands and children who lost their cats..."

Sera smiled, "Thank you, ma'am. But I'm not Sherlock's difficult ex-girlfriend, I'm here for a business."

"No?" Mrs. Hudson breathed a sigh of relief, "I just said he prefers boys..."

Then she invited Sierra in and led her to the second floor, complaining as she walked, "Watson has a regular date, and Sherlock is still always alone, and I always tell him to go out more." Come on, don't be an old man studying those inexplicable things at home, such as the difference between more than 200 types of cigarette ash, or the taste of nicotine, and even doing such terrible things to my walls-oh you came with a case? It would be best...he hasn't seen any interesting murders recently, I think he's so bored that he's about to grow mushrooms, this cursed London weather makes my whole body ache..."

Sera chuckled, "The case?...I think he'd be interested in it."

Then Mrs. Hudson opened the door, and raised her voice, "Sherlock—Watson—look who's coming!"

The two people in the room who were looking at each other without a word turned their heads in unison.

An unexpected person stepped out from behind Mrs. Hudson and smiled at them politely and distantly.

"You—" John Watson, who was sitting on the opposite sofa, stood up immediately in shock. Of course he recognized that face. In the past month, she has occupied a prominent position in all newspapers, even people who don't like to go out will know I vaguely heard the name Sierra Jones, and then I thought of two words: murder, and movie.

"Hello, doctor," Serra told him, apparently also hearing his name.

"Oh, oh—hello, Miss Jones." Watson looked a little flattered, which is understandable, after all, in the pairing of Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, most people always focus on the former, the doctor In many people's minds, he exists as a recorder and assistant. If Sherlock is a popular star, there is no doubt that Watson is his unknown manager.The light of Sherlock Holmes far overwhelms him, and he has long been accustomed to greeting his friends first, and then himself.

For this uninvited guest, Sherlock Holmes still sat on the chair with his hands folded, only glanced at her when she entered the door, and then returned to his quiet and distant thoughts.

Sierra didn't mind, because a guy who is too smart will always have some strange habits that ordinary people can't understand, not to mention that during this period of "one-sided text messaging", she has gradually become accustomed to the other party's indifference and indifference to world affairs.So Sera turned her eyes to the gentle man who was half a head shorter than her in front of her, and smiled, "Are you here to accompany Mr. Holmes to spend this sleepless night?"

sleepless nights?She also read his blog just now?Watson touched his nose in embarrassment, and then realized that Miss Jones's tone was unusual, so he couldn't help but look back at Sherlock, his eyes gradually filled with a narrow smile, and asked him deliberately, "This is your girlfriend, Sherlock? She looks so... tall."

Mrs. Hudson enthusiastically went to the kitchen to boil water for them to make tea, and the aroma of black tea filled the whole room.When Sera heard Watson's joke, she couldn't help raising her brows slightly, and also looked at the person squatting motionless on the sofa.

Finally, the other party opened his mouth.Still consistent high speed and flat tone.

"You guys have a lot in common in fantasizing that I'm not single," he said, referring to Sierra's first appearance with him insinuating that Watson was his ex-boyfriend,"—and Watson, to Judging by your height and proportions, I can guarantee that more than 70% of women in the city of London will stand in front of you and you will add the word 'very tall' to the adjective."

Watson: ...why bother with personal attacks?Is it his fault for not being tall? !

He turned around suddenly and asked Sierra very seriously, "I'm sorry if I remember correctly, did he not solve the case about you...?" So it has been so volatile all this time.

To this, Sera replied, "As expected of Mr. Holmes' unforgettable ex-boyfriend, you know him very well."

Watson, "..." Well everyone said that, he should have gotten used to it long ago.

"Oh, by the way, please sit down, Miss Jones." Watson recovered from his resentment, and warmly invited her to sit on the seat opposite Sherlock, then picked up his coat and said with a smile, "Since Sherlock tonight With someone to accompany me, I can leave without worry, lest anyone complain that I am robbing Sherlock Holmes—"

He said that he was his girlfriend, and as we all know, because of the friendship between Watson and Sherlock, several of his romances fell through, and he was often regarded as a person who was willing to stand behind the detective and support him affectionately and unswervingly. Misery gay.

Watson knew something about the star actor, and besides what was in the news, he also heard some news from Sherlock.Although Sherlock seldom evaluates a person clearly, from the subjective comment he once said as "smart and prudent" and the fact that when the lady first entered the room, he did not use a few words to describe her from the beginning. From the end of the appraisal... Watson keenly felt that she was different.

He was literally ecstatic about the arrival of such a female character—finally!Finally, no one will label him as "a young couple with Sherlock Holmes" in the future!He had to tell everyone the good news that happened once in a century!

"You don't have to take it off, I can get a ride when I go out." Watson said cheerfully, put on his overcoat, greeted Mrs. Hudson, and went downstairs. Before leaving, he even shouted upstairs, "Pay attention to the wording - Sherlock - and Miss Jones, if Sherlock's remark offends you - of course I know it will happen - remember to remind yourself to be patient - because he always holds back If you don't die, you have to say that you have won the opponent—"

Then there was a brisk slam of the door.Mrs. Hudson popped up from the kitchen and asked Selah kindly, "Honey, you like black tea, don't you? - oh I promise it's delicious, even though Sherlock always keeps some weird stuff in my kitchen stuff, but I think drinking it shouldn't cause any major problems..."

"Black tea is fine," Serra replied. "Thanks, Mrs. Hudson."

"What a lovely girl..." The old lady shrank back muttering, "You are much more polite than Sherlock..."

Sera smiled, sat down on the single sofa, then looked up at the sharp-eyed detective who was staring in one direction, raised his eyebrows, then turned on the TV, and tuned to "Unfinished "Story" channel, the volume was reduced to zero, and then he enjoyed his performance with relish.

This unit TV series, which focuses on suspense and solving crimes, broadcasts an episode every Friday at [-]:[-] pm, and has been serialized to the third episode so far.As expected, the first two episodes have received excellent reputation. Although the characters except Serra Jones are all well-known British old drama characters, the plot is compact, the story is strong, the logic is tight and the details are numerous, and the characters are very distinctive and interesting. , a seemingly uncharacteristic laundry room owner is finally solved as the murderer behind the scenes, and the smart, cautious and observant husband who looks like a villain is just an undercover police officer in the end.The ending of each episode will have an extremely wonderful reversal, and reasoning evidence is hidden in every corner of the screen, resulting in a large number of viewers still pondering the unexplained details even after the first episode has been aired for two weeks This series is becoming more and more popular, and Sera Jones, who plays different roles in it, undoubtedly ushered in the peak of her acting vision again.

There are more than a dozen paparazzi guarding her apartment every day. God knows how much time she spent on this trip.

So she will definitely make this excursion more rewarding.

Sera stared at the TV series intently, until the annoying commercial time came, she looked away, and asked the information detective who turned his head and was also staring at the TV at some point, and said softly, "If I remember correctly, in In the last text message I asked you 'how do I look', and you replied 'like a murderer with a plan'...how did you know the true identity of 'me' from a poster, Mr Holmes?"

She refers to the urban elite woman "Barbara Moan" in the first episode, a career-oriented strong woman, smart and capable, who runs a magazine.One night when she came home, she found that there was a power outage, so she went to the neighbor's house to inquire about the situation. Unexpectedly, before she knocked on the door, she saw a tragic scene through the floor-to-ceiling windows: all three members of the family fell to the ground, and there was no sound. murdered them.She immediately called the police, but what was surprising was that the police found Barbara's fingerprints on a bloodstained gun handle in a neighbor's house. She was convicted of murder, and then many complicated investigations were launched. .Although in the end it was revealed that Barbara had planned to murder her neighbor's family, deliberately leaving such obvious clues that the police mistook her for a suspect and then succeeded in exonerating herself from other clues, but only from a poster , almost no one can judge that she is the murderer, even halfway through the broadcast, no audience would think so.

Because the entire plot of the first episode explores the case from Barbara's perspective, the audience will substitutively and subconsciously rule out the possibility that the "protagonist is the murderer", not to mention that after more in-depth investigations later, it was found that although the community On the surface, the neighbors and friends are peaceful and friendly, but due to work competition, husband and wife cheating on each other, and children fighting and being isolated, this community is undercurrents of peace. It seems that they all have enough motives to kill. In comparison, Barbara is the one who is the easiest to get along with and has the highest emotional intelligence.

It is not until the end that the audience realizes that everything they see is the subjective perspective of this woman. She has already arranged everything. Under the beautiful skin is a deep antisocial personality with strong criminal potential.She had planned to brutally kill her neighbor's family, because the husband of the other party was always harassing her verbally and physically behind her back. The wife suspected that there was a relationship between the two of them and spread her rumors everywhere under the influence of jealousy and resentment. She's portrayed as a slut who can't walk when she sees a man, whose kids don't heed warnings and allow his dog to ravage her garden, and even once broke the glass of her house with a stone and refuses to apologize .Barbara, who had long been fed up with the family, finally planned it all, settled all troubles once and for all, and finally succeeded in planting the blame on another neighbor to get herself acquitted.

It was not until the end that the audience realized all the truth and suddenly realized.But Sherlock Holmes guessed this based on just one poster, and she couldn't help being curious about it.

"If I want an explanation from Holmes, does that make you think it's an insult to my intelligence?" Serra asked him, lounging on the back of the sofa.

"Yes." Sherlock replied briefly.

"I guess everyone will feel that their IQ is insulted in front of you. I am not an exception, so I will not feel ashamed," Sera said without changing his face, "So, explain, Mr. Holmes, maybe I can do a little supplement."

It was a bit provocative to have to say the last sentence, Sherlock Holmes squinted his eyes and looked at her for a few seconds, and soon a line of words appeared in front of his eyes——

Just had my hair recolored within a week.

Light makeup: Elongated eyeliner, smoky rose eyeshadow, mascara, nude lipstick.Go out and meet an interested person.

Stayed up last night and had a professional maintenance in the morning.Hmm... the car is the old French brand CireTrudon fragrance.Unique taste.

Dry-cleaned coats, JWANDERSON's new limited editions that are not yet on the market.Sent by someone who loves to wear Dior Wilderness Man.

Walking across the gravel road, the soles of the shoes are soiled with the soil of a unique garden there.She didn't get off at the door, but made a detour.

I like to use my left hand.

I don't like drinking tea - correct me, I don't like drinking black tea.

Attended public school for a while.Later, he voluntarily dropped out of school.

Lonely.Androphobia.

I don't like sitting on a single sofa.

Then all these clues were gradually converted into a few more concise and precise words——

keen.clever.Leave no trace.thought deeply.

poisonous snake.lie.Both true and false.The purpose is unknown.

Summary: A more dangerous high-functioning antisocial personality.

From the first time he saw her, Sherlock Holmes had such a judgment.But it wasn't clear enough then, until now.

He looked at her for a few seconds, pondered for a while, and then spoke, still speaking at an astonishingly high speed.

"The right hand behind her back implies that she holds a murderer or has an ulterior secret; without an umbrella, the rain will wash away most of the subtle marks that are easy to leave on her clothes-everyone in London knows that even in a sunny and clear sky You should also go out with an umbrella; the long phone call shows that she is guiding something or being guided by someone. If it is a large project with an astonishing amount, she will not rush it over the phone, so it is only possible that she does not want to be known A secret, and a woman suspected of murder IMHO what a secret is obvious, only possibly related to her crime; a glance to the upper left proves that she knows in her heart that someone is watching her, maybe the police or maybe she is more worried Obviously, the only person who is eligible to have a separate poster in the TV series is the murderer, not the suspect of the murderer or the key person to catch the murderer, and all your performances are more in line with the former. Since the identity of the murderer can be determined, and she has confidence She took the initiative to report the crime but was not pleaded guilty. Obviously she has a back hand, so she will not be afraid of the so-called police and judges, so who is she afraid of? Who can guide or order a murderer? ——The answer is: a higher crime By."

So most of the audience can only see that Barbara is the last murderer who killed the neighbor, but only a few people can think of it, and there are deeper clues and darker unexplained stories hidden above her.

In fact, there are several other details on the poster, but Sherlock Holmes believes that these key information are enough to make a reasonable explanation.

Pop, pop, pop.

Thin but meaningful applause.

Serra smiled and watched the consulting detective, and could not help admiring, "Brilliant—has anyone ever said that about you, Mr. Holmes? That you are the rare clairvoyant who can see shell pearls in the sand?" "

"Many people have said that, of course in another way." Sherlock paused, causing Sera to ask curiously, "What way?"

"'Freak,' 'asshole,'" he said, "and 'fu-ckoff.'"

Sera chuckled, and her distinctive low-pitched voice sounded especially seductive in the dimly lit room, "Smartness and meticulousness are your inherent attributes, Mr. Holmes, and they should be greatly appreciated—— If used correctly."

After a pause, she asked, "How is my case? Has the murderer been caught? - Sergeant Lestrade politely refused to break the news to me. He suggested that I come directly to you, so I came to gone."

"No," Sherlock replied bluntly, not at all ashamed of it. "After she escaped, we only got a name."

"Name?" Sierra raised her eyebrows amusedly, "What name?"

Sherlock turned his head slowly, staring at her.He has a pair of very special eyes, rare heterochromia iris, showing gray, green and blue effects with different light, unpredictable and charming, with noble, pale, cold and alienation, it is difficult to describe accurately The only thing they can be sure of is that this is the color of a pair of genius eyes.

But now, under the dim light, they turned a crystal clear light green, always looking a little too sharp and unkind when their faces were expressionless, as if all the warm light could not melt them.

He just stared at her with those unique eyes, drew out his voice, and opened his mouth slowly.

"Chloe," he said, "her name for us—Chloe."

She starred in the second female role in her first and famous film, the sharp, clever, cynical and soft-hearted girl, Chloe.

Sela frowned.Oh, what a coincidental surprise.

"Pseudonym?" she asked.

"I don't know." Sherlock admitted bluntly.When he traced this place, the clues were suddenly interrupted. It seemed that someone deliberately cut them off, and he did it very neatly. Even though he knew that this matter was not as simple as he imagined, there was no valid evidence, and the suspect was at large. Come on, he felt a thorny anxiety about it.

who?Who on earth became the guide of "Barbara Chloe Moan"?Who is helping her in the dark?

While thinking about it, it happened that "Unfinished Stories" started playing again on TV. Sherlock glanced at her and suddenly asked her, "Your acting skills come from talent?"

The reason why he used "you" instead of "Miss Jones" was because he forgot the other person's name—he used to exclude those unimportant fragments of information from his mind to obtain the remaining space for storing effective information.

"Acting skills?" Sierra folded her hands on her knees and smiled decently, "No, practice makes perfect."

After all, her acting time is much longer than the time everyone here can live.

After a pause, she suddenly remembered something, couldn't help leaning over, glanced at Sherlock's cell phone on the table, and said meaningfully, "I guess, I'm still in the 'unknown name' list in your cell phone. ' That column, right?"

Sherlock didn't change his face, "No doubt."

Sure enough, he is the type who needs to be beaten when he speaks.Sierra smiled, "I have to say it's expected...and how can I know who is so honored to be signed by Sherlock Holmes' remarks? - Your ex-boyfriend Dr. Watson, your family, and yours landlord?"

After a pause, he added, "From how often Sergeant Lestrade contacts you, and for God's sake, maybe I should add him too."

Sherlock glanced at her.Most of... well, she guessed all of them.

What a viper's keenness and eyesight.

It's rare not to be the type of goldfish with an empty mind.But it also makes people subconsciously feel dangerous.

Of course, it is more likely that she revealed this "danger", perhaps to make him aware of something... Why?What type is she?Chloe?Barbara?Or a guide?

Sherlock looked at Serra thoughtfully.Just as I was about to say something, I heard a knock on the door downstairs.

Mrs. Hudson, who was hiding in the kitchen while making tea and listening to the corner, hurried downstairs to open the door, and then heard the old lady's voice——

"Sherlock - that annoying brother of yours is coming to pick you up again... oh! He told you to take the lady in the house - he's not polite to let a pretty girl run out like that at night... ..."

The two in the room had a meal together.

Then Sera saw that the consulting detective, who usually had no special expression, showed a subtle look, which seemed to be vigilant, thinking, or expected.

"Your brother?" Sera had a half-smile, "It seems that you are better at socializing than I thought, Mr. Holmes."

The author has something to say: The subtext of the Great Demon King: Only family members can tolerate you talking to others like this, really.

In the next chapter, another big devil will appear.