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The policeman who was amiable and amiable to give Skalevin a statement just now yelled at Sherlock like a raging lion: "You can't know this, you can't know, you monster!" If it weren't for a few policemen The colleague heard the movement and rushed over to stop him. It is estimated that the policeman rushed towards Sherlock to have a good time.

Sherlock, whose sensitive little heart was poked by the word "monster", was frightened by being yelled just now, but now he sat on the chair with his mouth tightly pursed in anger and grievance, without saying a word.

When Scarlett and Lestrade, who didn't catch up with the plot, came, they saw this scene: on one side was a policeman who looked like a bull seeing a red cloth, being held back by his colleagues; on the other side, Sherlock He sat there with his mouth shut and his arms folded.

Totally defensive posture.

Scarlett doesn't care about those three-seven-two-one reasons, "I really didn't expect that in the police system of the British Empire ruled by the Queen, it would happen that the police as civil servants insulted and attempted to attack good citizens who were obliged to catch the serial murderer. , This is really..." Skalevin jumped on Sherlock's back, relying on Sherlock not to see, she looked coldly at the snarky policeman, "Shameless."

Watching the policeman: ... so powerful, such a long sentence, so difficult to understand... (admire ing)

Scaleven's gaze made the hot-blooded policeman tremble, and suddenly felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head. He paused, shook off his colleague's hand angrily and walked out.

Lestrade asked other colleagues in a low voice what happened just now, but the other policemen didn't know much about it.Originally, this case could be regarded as over, and it was a very simple matter to make a record, so it was handed over to this novice policeman, so no one noticed what happened just now.

Sherlock felt relieved when he saw Scarlevin running away from the policeman in anger. He stroked Scarlevin's dog's head and said, "They don't understand you talking so much nonsense to them, threatening minors, huh, promising."

"You know that you are a minor now?" Lestrade stepped forward, "I think you may need to call your parents, since you two minors have done such a big thing... you know I don’t know that guy has a gun in his hand, huh?”

After such a short time, Lestrade already knew what Holmes and the others were sitting in the police station for. After being shocked, he was a little angry at the boldness of Sherlock and Scarlett.As Sherlock said, they are still underage, Sherlock should know when to call the police.

When they heard that they were going to call their parents, Skalevin and Sherlock looked at each other in blank dismay. They hadn't considered this at all before.

"It's getting dark, why don't we go home today and stay at Mike's place for the night?" Scarlett's tendency was to ask Mycroft to handle the matter.

"No!" Sherlock immediately vetoed it when he heard that he was going to call the Great Demon King.

Scarlett didn't know what enmity Sherlock had with Mycroft before, but judging from the current situation, calling Mycroft is better than calling Mommy and Daddy, right?Sherlock also knew the consequences of Mummy's coming, and after weighing the pros and cons, he agreed to Scaleven's proposal to call Mycroft.

Sherlock: I am so generous~

Mycroft: Thank you so much.

Scarlett called Mycroft's cell phone from the police station.

Scarlett: "Hi Mycroft, I'm Scarlett~"

Mycroft: "..." Why did you call me from the police station number?

Mycroft frowned at a place where Scarlett couldn't see, and he said to Scarlett on the other end of the phone: "You guys stay there obediently, I'll be right back."

Scarlevin: "..." You know again?I haven't said anything yet.

Mycroft had no desire to explain, and he hung up the phone quickly.

The whole process took only five seconds, and Scarlett hung up the phone speechlessly, then turned to Sherlock and said, "Mycroft said he would be here soon, let us wait."

Sherlock nodded: "Let's go eat, I'm hungry."

On the other hand, Lestrade didn't know why the two "minors" were transferred to him in the blink of an eye. Wasn't he writing the report properly?Why do you have to be curious and follow Scarlet to watch the excitement?

With a sense of responsibility not allowing the two minors to run around at night, Lestrade took Scarlett and Sherlock to a small restaurant near the police station for dinner.Although it is an out-of-budget consumption, Lestrade is not going to ask the two children to pay for it. It's just that a little policeman like him is really cash-strapped, so he can only do what he can, and he doesn't care about the taste so much up.

Fortunately, Skalevin is the kind of person who separates the food that fills her stomach from the gourmet food. She doesn't dislike anything when she is hungry.But Sherlock had never eaten in this kind of place, he observed for a long time, and ordered the same pasta as Scarevin pickily.Lestrade had eaten his dinner, so he only ordered chips.

Lestrade was very curious about what Sherlock had said to his colleagues just now. No one heard him, and he suddenly exploded.

"What did you say to that man just now, that he is so angry?" Lestrade was taken aback, thinking he had asked aloud, but it was Scaleven who asked.

"I haven't said anything yet." Sherlock was annoyed at the mention of it.

"Impossible!" Please be serious about lying, okay?

"Well, I just tried to chat with him, who knew he would get angry." Sherlock curled his lips, and slowly rolled up the spaghetti and stuffed it into his mouth.

"What did you say?" Lestrade couldn't help asking curiously.

Sherlock swallowed his face, "I just said that in the photo on his desk, he has a good relationship with his adoptive father."

"Huh?" Lestrade carefully recalled that photo, and just during the day he had a chat about that photo, "What adoptive father, that's my own father, my dear."

"Impossible!" Sherlock retorted, "The shape of their ears is completely different. This is a male dominant inheritance. It is impossible that the father has it but the son does not. But their noses are very similar, so they should be related. It's his own father's cousin or something..."

Lestrade covered his face. He remembered that his colleague was very respectful and proud of his father... No wonder there was such a reaction just now.

Scarlett didn't know if Sherlock's EQ could be saved, she could only say...try her best.

"Is your name Lestrade?" Sherlock asked suddenly.

"Yes, Greg/Lestrade, don't you know, what's wrong?" Lestrade asked strangely.

"Listen, Lestrade, I think you've got a lot of cases in your bureau, if you'll let me..."

"No!" How could Lestrade let an underage child get involved in any case, even if he was an adult.

"I must... what? What did you say?" Sherlock was surprised by Lestrade's decisive refusal.

"He said 'no'." Skalevin replied kindly, licking her fork.

"Why? It doesn't make sense at all. I can help you guys. It's even more unnecessary if you're worried that I'll take your credit. I'm not interested in those. I just need money." I'm giving you face like this, you Turned me down!Sherlock said that the baby is not happy, the baby has a little emotion, come and coax me!

"And I don't need an underage kid to help me." Lestrade also has his own principles and positions.

"He won't agree, Sherlock, let me say..." Skalevin felt that it was time to be a peacemaker, "Instead of always thinking about the impossible, it's better to think about what knowledge you still lack. Formulate How about a study plan?"

"I don't need anything."

"You lack some necessary knowledge, for example, the London road map?" Scarlevin blinked. "And details, such as guns... um, human joints?"

"Sounds reasonable." Sherlock thought of many things at once, "For example, the effect of bleeding on the human body, the marks of daggers... I need more experiments." "Do you need to make a record for you? You Can you pay me?"

"No... I'll think about it if necessary."

Lestrade felt that the Holmes were not only smart, but also cruel. He just wanted to finish the meal and return to the game, and hand over the murderous brothers and sisters to their families... I didn't see the eyes of the next table looking at them. !

After finally finishing the dinner that made Lestrade physically and mentally exhausted, the three of them returned to the police station.They found a Porsche sports car parked in front of the police station...they didn't have it before they went to dinner.

Scarlevin still has some understanding of sports cars. Although this Porsche 911 four-wheel drive model is novel now, it is not enough in Scarlevin's eyes-she is a woman who has driven a Porsche Carreragt~ But Si Calvin could tell at a glance that the car had been refitted, the technique was very clever, and it was equipped with weapons...Who's trench, even equipped the sports car with weapons, is there nothing to do when you are full?

Lestrade is purely coveted. Although his eyes have always been more practical, he still can't help but move when he sees this kind of high-end car at close range. It's not against the law to touch it... right? ?Thinking of this, Lestrade couldn't help but stepped forward.But there was one person who moved faster than him.

Sherlock strode forward and touched the front cover of the car, "Judging from the temperature of the engine and the traces on the ground, the car stopped for about seven or eight minutes. 8% of the car owner is inside, not the police, the police are all poor, and neither Possibly an informant, no one with the money to buy a car like this would ever come to a small police station like this... Interesting. Well, Lestrade, don't look at it like that, even if you touch this car all over Well, it won't be yours, and I've heard that Porsches are driven by men, so you don't happen to be that kind of person, do you?"

Who told Sherlock this knowledge?You stand up and I promise not to hit you!

Scarlett: "..."

Lestrade: "..."

Lestrade: "May I beat him?"

Scarlett: "It's best not to."

Lestrade: "Well, for lady's sake."

Scarlett: "Thank you."

Sherlock: "What happened?"

Scarlett/Lestrade: "Nothing!"

Sherlock: "..." You two actually have a little secret!The baby is not happy!