[Comprehensive] What's wrong with curly hair control!

Scarlett made a few days of handicrafts at Anfen's home, and went to London again. This time it was requested by Sherlock. Scarlett thinks that the reason may be that a certain news in the "London Daily" made Xia Locke was interested.But she also happened to want to go to London.

This time Scarlett still went with Sherlock, and the two still broke up at King's Cross Station and then split up.

Scaleven went to the station to check first, but did not find the mark left by Belif. Of course, it was impossible for him to inquire about good news in such a short time. .Skalevin slowly approached the pillar pretending to be looking for someone or something. This time she did not find other wizards nearby. She touched the pillar and felt a faint magic, which seemed to be different from the magic power she usually used. It's the same, but she can't tell the specifics.

After waiting for a while, no unusual person was found, and Skalevin was not discouraged, as she was here to try her luck.

Scarlevin took a stroll around and started "walking" out of the station.Skalevin is very familiar with establishing an intelligence network, but she is too young now, and she cannot win people's trust in many things in many places. Coupled with the lack of funds, she has to study and research everything first before implementing it.However, there is no way to build an exhaustive network for the time being, but some small news can be collected, such as... crazy people in weird clothes.

Scarlevin wandered the streets and cast a thick net, but she didn't expect to meet Sherlock while strolling.

A lot of policemen surrounded the embankment beside the Thames, watching from a distance, there was a dead body in the middle.Although the cordon had been pulled, there were still crowds of onlookers huddled together to watch, but Sherlock, who got a white coat from somewhere, just slipped in and squatted beside the dead body, turning around.The two or three little policemen next to him didn't know, so they were still surrounding Sherlock to take notes. Suddenly, a tall black policeman came over, picked up Sherlock and threw him out of the cordon... It was discovered that he was a fake.

Scarlevin was lying on the bridge and was overjoyed, especially the black policeman who was more than a head taller than Sherlock, who lifted Sherlock as effortlessly as a kitten, and Sherlock's curly hair was thrown away. Tossed.

Seeing Sherlock being thrown out, Scarlett immediately laughed and ran down the bridge to find him.

"Sherlock~" Scarlett jumped onto Sherlock's back like a monkey, and Sherlock's eyes went dark, and she almost passed out from being strangled by her.

"Skalevin!!"

Sherlock slapped Scarlett, and almost turned his nose out of anger. He just had an inspiration, but Scarlett swung him away.

"What are you doing here?" Sherlock asked angrily.

"I saw you being thrown out from above, so I came to comfort your wounded heart." Skalevin said with a smile, "How is it? Did you find anything?"

As soon as Sherlock was talking about the business, he switched the channel instantly. While thinking, he murmured, "This is not a place of violence. There are dents on the fingertips, white powder on the neckline, and wear marks on the soles... It is about seven kilometers away from here." A high school with a bus stop and a subway station..."

"Is Alexander's private high school?" Skalevin only understood the last sentence.

"Sure enough... how do you know!"

Skalev pointed to her head triumphantly, "Because I've memorized them all."

Recite?Carry what?A map of all London?

Sherlock's eyes lit up, he grabbed Skalev by the collar and ran, "Come with me, taxi, taxi."

Scarlewen, who wanted to show off her skills but failed to show off, was lifted on her toes and shouted: "Let go, let go, be careful, I didn't throw you out just now, why did you carry me~~~"

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Sherlock used Scarlett's map to navigate and ran wildly in London to find clues, and finally found the murderer.

"Love killing, it turned out to be love killing, oh, what a boring reason."

"how did you find me!"

"Hey, I said..."

"Do you think it's so easy to kill people? Just throw them in different places and no one will find out? No, no, no, you are so naive. The dents on the fingers, the chalk dust on the collar and the clothes show that he is a teacher , The struggle time was very short, which shows that the murderer was very strong, and the deceased was not too prepared. The murderer was someone he knew, but he shaved his face specially... He was going to see his lover, I was right. From Judging from the time of death and the traces on the soles of the shoes, he was killed at school, and he was able to meet at school, and his lover was a colleague. The reason is the female corpse that appeared at the garbage dump a few days ago—gay people abandoned you, hooked up Fucked a female student, but you didn't want to break up, and you hated the female student who stole your man, so you strangled your cheating boyfriend, but shot the woman in the head... But you still went The Tower of London, Big Ben, the gates of the Royal Palace, Downing Street...Why? Is there any special significance for you to take him to those places? I have never been able to figure it out. "

"Hehe, aren't you very capable, guess what!"

"This is useless to your plan. From the perspective of criminal psychology, after killing that woman, you should want to kill the main target as soon as possible, instead of wasting time like this..."

"I said, did you forget about me, Sherlock!" Scarlett said frantically, "Can't you be blind and see that I'm being held hostage? Can't you see the pistol on my forehead? Guess Guess, guess what, this is obviously the route they used to date!"

Scarleven, who was strangled and hung in the air, couldn't bear it anymore. Couldn't this guy, Sherlock, see that she was taken hostage?If you still provoke the prisoner like this, aren't you afraid that she will be shot in the head?It's not like this criminal hasn't done this kind of thing before!

"So it's like this...boring. Well, you've been discovered, so hurry up and get caught." Sherlock, who had already got the answer, waved his hands boredly.

The criminal who was holding Skalevin was trembling with anger, Skalevin thought it was bad, if this guy shakes his hand, it will be over for him!

"Ah!!!" Skalevin screamed decisively suddenly, and both the criminal and Sherlock were shocked by her sound.Forget it for Sherlock, Scarlevin took advantage of the shaking of the man behind him, quickly raised his right hand and clenched his fist, and hit the hand holding the gun fiercely.The man was shot suddenly, and the muzzle of the gun was naturally lifted up and away from Scarlevin's temple.

It was too late to say it, and before the man could react, Scarlevin hit the ribs of the man behind him with his elbows. There is a place between the third and fourth ribs of humans. If you press hard, there will be Pain, not to mention Skalevin's hard knock.The man suddenly yelled and bent down in pain.As soon as he turned, the hand that was holding Skalewen loosened. The man was anxious, and he didn't care about the pain. He reached out to grab Skalewen, but Skalewen moved faster, and she spun around. Kick... the man foamed at the mouth and fell down.

"Sorry, I forgot about the height issue." Skalevin said to the man unconsciously curled up without sincerity.

Scarlevin moved too fast, and within three or four seconds, she had changed from being held hostage to being victorious.However, the severe pain of the broken egg can only cause a short-term fainting, as long as the man survives this for a while, he will wake up soon, so Skalevin found a stick that is not very convenient, and hit the man's head hard All of a sudden.The man who fell on the ground completely fell into a deep coma. He let go of his hand, and the pistol fell to the ground with a "dang", and Skalevin kicked it away.

Sherlock only felt that somewhere and somewhere in himself seemed to be a little dull... ==

Sherlock: "... well done."

Skalevin: "You are so useless." Contemptuous and contemptuous.

Sherlock: "Nonsense, I solved the case."

Scarletwen: "You couldn't save me just now, Sherlock, that's bad!"

Scarlett stabbed Sherlock's chest with two knives, and Sherlock was extremely depressed, but Scarlett was right, just now he told the whole case process in front of this man, but it was just He just wanted to hide his nervousness. If Skalevin hadn't pushed him before, he would have been the hostage.

"You're useless, Scarlett. Next time I handle a case, you won't be allowed to follow me. Do you hear me?" Sherlock bit back arrogantly.

"Instead of talking about this, how about enrolling in a taekwondo class? What if you don't have such good luck next time?" Skalevin disagreed.

"...Okay." Sherlock decided to accept this suggestion kindly, and felt a little embarrassed. He looked down at the unlucky man and changed the subject, "Let's go to the police first."

Scaleven agreed that although she didn't like dealing with the police, she still obediently went to the police station with Sherlock to make notes and statements.

In view of Scarlevin's previous neat and brutal behavior, both Sherlock and she mistook the process as an accident, and then the police believed it... Sherlock expressed that his contempt for the police had deepened accidentally .

When Sherlock was recording his statement, Scarlett searched the police station with the advantage of "I'm still a child", and by the way found Lestrade who was scratching his head and writing a report. "Hi~" Skalevin waved her paw.

"Uh, you are, Sherlock Holmes' sister?" Lestrade's memory is good, but Sherlock impressed him so deeply that he didn't remember Scarlett's name, only remembering that she was Sherlock sister.

"Skalevin, my name, don't forget next time." Skalevin saw through Lestrade and volunteered to provide her name again.

Lestrade felt that Sherlock Holmes was about to become a genius. He scratched his hairless head in embarrassment, "Why are you here, where is your brother?" Lestrade thought that Scarlett Lost, he dropped his pen and stood up, habitually wanting to ask.

"Oh, you mean Sherlock? He's giving a statement." Scaleven rummaged through all the folders on Lestrade's desk like ordinary paper.

"Uh, this, these can't be moved... Wait, you said Sherlock is taking a statement?" Lestrade hurriedly put all the documents on the other side.

"Well, it's over there." Scaleven pointed along.

Lestrade opened his mouth, but before he could speak, a roar suddenly came from the direction of Scarleven's finger: "Shut up, shut up, you, shut up! You, you are lying, you are talking nonsense!"

Scaleven and Lestrade looked at each other, and they ran towards the direction of the sound at the same time.