[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

"The person you are looking for is no longer in London." Early the next morning, Sherlock was invited back to the police station.

There were rumors of perverted killers killing couples in downtown London. Even the current affairs news had many reporters scrambling to report on them. Suddenly, all the young couples in London felt insecure.

At this time, it wasn't that the show was about to score, but that the show was about to die.

#London lovers point wax#

Of course, such as single dogs like Lestrade.

At this time, it is time for them to be proud of themselves in various shows such as single shows and independent shows on Tieba forums and INS.

After the two bodies were transported back to the London police station, Ke Kexili conducted an autopsy. This result shocked everyone.

The person who was frozen into a popsicle had all the internal organs that could be removed, and almost only a piece of human skin remained.

But that piece of human skin still can't see any collapse, because the murderer stuffed a lot of mixed drugs into it.

New knowledge Get--->#Finally there is another unit called the amount of drugs for one person#

In short, such a large amount of drugs frightened the Metropolitan Police, and when Ke Kexili checked the female body, she was found to be the same.

Although she died in the bathtub, her cause of death was not suffocation, but the same as the man, she died of dissection.

However, what was stuffed into her body was not drugs, but the man's organs.

But her own organs disappeared.

The suture marks are very good, and judging from the results of the autopsy, this intentional replacement of organs in the human body must have some meaning, but Scotland Yard is becoming more and more uncertain about the killer's intentions, because this is still the first an example.

When Sherlock received the news, it was already live on TV. Connie and Mrs. Hudson saw the broadcast on the TV station, and just imagining the scene made them feel bad.

The organs are hollowed out and a chest full of drugs is placed inside?

How rich is this killer!

"Sure enough, rich and willful."

Henry glanced at Connie and smiled: "Isn't Connie afraid?"

Connie smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, didn't you mean to kill lovers? I'm still a child... But this killer is too hateful. It's fine to put drugs in a man's body, why put a man's organs in a woman's body?" In the body, and the lady's organs... Could it be that he used it as a collection?" Thinking of this, Connie trembled all over.

So perverted! ╥﹏╥...

Mrs. Hudson's complexion was also obviously not good.

Henry hurriedly changed the subject: "It's okay, once Sherlock takes over this matter, it will definitely be resolved, don't worry."

It can only be said that the Hudson family has great confidence in Sherlock...

Mrs. Hudson also quickly agreed, don't forget, she is also a couple now! ! !

On the other hand, the protagonist who was being watched cast a cool glance at the three of them, and drank his coffee slowly, as if he was not in a hurry at all.

"Is Sherlock not going to handle the case?" Connie expressed that she was not used to Sherlock's attitude of leisurely enjoying life. In the past, as long as there was a case, let alone the news broadcast, the police station might not receive much information. , this one is already on the way to solve the case.

"Well...it depends..." The unpredictable expression reminded Connie of the expression he had when he asked himself that question yesterday, although the essence was somewhat different.

"What about you? What do you think?" He asked again and again last night, because she didn't give her own answer.

And she didn't know how to answer.

"I want to go." Finally, she said the answer she wanted most.

She wouldn't stop liking reading just because she was reborn and think it would be a waste for her to go the old way.

Her rebirth did not bring her any more benefits. The only advantage is that she has more time and more mature intelligence than others. If these are wasted, they will only be cleaned in 221B In the end, it would be too wasteful to rely on the old money of the previous life to find an easy job to live.

She has always been a person with no goals, but she is in a foreign land, and there is only Mrs. Hudson by her side, so she decided early on that if she has the opportunity, she should go for education. Her aptitude and previous knowledge, after a certain period of study, she believes she can get it - this is also one of the plans she thought of after she decided not to work.

Unexpectedly, this year seems to have a lot of adventures.

There is one more Mr. Henry who has to help her pay the tuition.

Although she only needs tuition fees for the first academic year, £[-] is a lot of money.

She felt that if Mr. Henry did propose, she would accept it frankly.

After that, she will find a way to repay the money, and if Mrs. Hudson and Mr. Henry get married in the future, she will support them-although Britain may not have such an obligation, she will.

Live with them, take care of them, etc.

This is her choice.

She had prepared all her plans to speak out, but Sherlock seemed to have heard her answer and stopped asking questions.

And, for some reason, Connie seemed to think he was depressed.Even if it was just a flash.

"Oh, that's right." The hidden and regretful tone made Connie feel that she had misheard for a moment, and when she looked back, Sherlock had already cleaned up her expression.

Then there is no more then.

After a long time, the phone rang.

Connie recovered from the memory and saw Sherlock crossing his legs, and seemed to be in a good mood to answer the call.

"Hello."

"Oh, really?"

"OK, eat pickme."

This look...why do you feel a little proud?Or the arrogant one?

It's just that, in Connie's eyes, she looked a little arrogant, but in Lestrade's eyes at this time, she looked extremely flat.

In the past, when there were cases, Sherlock must have been the first to arrive, but today it was halfway through the morning, and Sherlock hadn't seen anyone yet.

Because the news leaked out, the telephones of the entire Scotland Yard were bombarded by citizens and reporters.

And the person who provoked Sherlock in the police station a few days ago not only uttered bad words, but also told him not to enter the London Police Station again... As a result, these words have not been warmed up, and they have to ask for help today.

In fact, he thought Sherlock wouldn't take it to heart, but the sun was high and he hadn't seen anyone yet.

So I secretly thought it was bad.

Pauline couldn't take it anymore, so he had to call and ask.

Tsk tsk, these days, even Sherlock has learned to play hard to get...

After hanging up the phone, he turned to the people behind him: "You guys, treat him better in the future. Also, when he comes later, I have to apologize to him for the previous angry words!"

Pauline, one of the people behind her, obviously had a bad complexion. She couldn't hide her dissatisfaction at all. The disdain brought out by her pride was not overwhelmed by the media's repeated questioning. It was completely different from her pale complexion 10 minutes ago.

"Understood, isn't he just a vagrant who knows a little bit of cleverness..." But from her muttering, she could still know her disdain for Sherlock.

Lestrade looked at her silently upon hearing the words, hum, vagrant?Speaking out your identity scares you ignorant citizens to death!

However, Lestrade, who knew the characters of the two brothers of the Holmes family well, still did not refute, turned around and drove to 221 to pick up Sherlock.

Xia Dashen's mood obviously improved a lot. Connie and the others asked a few casually, but Sherlock didn't hide anything.

"It's nothing, it's just a lesson for those little brainless ants." It looks like I taught you that you earned it.

Connie thought of those thorns in the police station, and the first one to bear the brunt was Pauline, the fire beauty.

Although surprised that Sherlock would care about these things, she still agreed: "Yes, such self-righteous people can't always indulge them!"

Do you really think of yourself as a treasure?

The Hudson Futures agree.

Mrs. Hudson: How can someone bully the future son-in-law!

Mr. Henry: How can someone bully the cohabitants of the Hudson family!

"So Lestrade is here to fetch you now?"

"Ah."

Connie got up and packed some food. She felt that Lestrade was also very tired. With this case, he might not be able to rest well, and there was no one to take care of him, so she put scented tea and sandwiches in the warmer. In the box, it was one o'clock again, the dangshen pig heart soup that was cooking early in the morning, packed it up and took it to Sherlock.

"Then you can bring this to Mr. Lestrade later." I thought it was cool, but I felt that Lestrade was very pitiful, so I brought some food to thank the hardworking people.

Sherlock took a cool look at the delicate basket, newly bought, sandwiches, scented tea, Codonopsis pig heart soup, nourishing Qi, spleen and kidney.

"You are enthusiastic." He looked at the basket in Connie's hand.

There was already a knock on the door.

So fast! ?

Surprised, Connie opened the door.

Outside the door was obviously a few more sniffing Lestrades from the cold.

"Sir, is he here to pick up Sherlock? He's waiting for you...Here's the ginseng soup, sandwiches, and scented tea I prepared. I can't eat or sleep well because of the case. It's hard work taking care of Sherlock. This thing brings Let's eat on the way." Seeing Lestrade's anxious expression, Connie didn't keep anyone for breakfast.

Immediately, Lestrade came to his senses and took the box from Connie.

His eyes moved: "Oh, I haven't eaten breakfast yet, thank you so much Connie."

Lestrade, who was about to drool, hugged Connie gently, and saw a pair of dark green eyes in a blink of an eye, and was delighted: "Let's go."

Sherlock straightened his coat, pulled off the scarf around his neck, and put it in Connie's hands.

"Let's go." He passed between the two, and when the cold wind blew, he remained motionless.

Lestrade touched the scarf around his neck, and then glanced at Sherlock's slender neck, feeling cold all over.

"Then, thank you. I'll go first." Lestrade followed up with a basket in his hands.

Connie, who stayed where she was, looked at the scarf in her hand with a dazed expression.

She has now been promoted from a cook to a laundry worker?

'Trivia, £1500 a month.Given that you can't afford the noble work of slicing brains. '

The phone vibrated, and Connie took it out to take a look, and laughed instantly.

"Hehe, Sherlock... people are still very kind and warm..." There was still a little sullenness.

She glanced knowingly at the back of the chic leaving, and her laughter rang like silver bells in the street.

The back figure paused invisibly, and then moved away like flowing water. The warm winter sun sprinkled on his gray-black woolen coat, which looked particularly bright and warm.

The author has something to say: Hahaha, the weather has been cold these days and I am getting lazy!

However, 2-3 updates can still be guaranteed in a week!

I just took the computer test level two yesterday, and the author said that my heart is broken (ノへ￣,)