[TV] She forgot again

But this time, the surprise did not come too fast.

Nicole and Sherlock appear on the street.Although people came and went on the streets during the day, no one noticed their sudden appearance at all.

This time, the treatment of the two of them was obviously much better than last time. There were no tattered and ill-fitting old clothes, and no terrible gas chambers.

For now, the world is anything but normal.

"Where are we now?" Nicole rubbed her delicate face, trying to wake herself up.

"The accent of the passers-by is southerly and softer. There are signs of irises hanging in many shops on the street. The state flower of Tennessee is the iris." Sherlock only glanced at the surrounding environment and analyzed their location. .

"Tennessee, I heard that the barbecue here is delicious." He touched his pocket casually, hoping to find some surprises.

But in her pocket is only Mo Bao's snacks that she accidentally put in before going to bed.Immediately, Nicole's sleepy little face pulled down.

"What did you bring here this time?" In the next second, Nicole slammed her attention into Sherlock's pocket.

Since the pockets of Sherlock's daily clothes can hold mobile phones, wallets, unlocking tools, magnifying glasses, little fingers and a series of weird things, then the pockets of the pajamas will definitely not be empty!

Sherlock also let the girl's white hand reach into his pocket.

However, his pockets are cleaner than Nicole's.

"Oh no!" Nicole leaned her head on Sherlock's arm dejectedly, chanting Sherlock's name, "Sherlock, Sherlock..."

"Stand up and talk." Sherlock straightened Nicole's body smoothly, his tone sounded rigid and serious, but only he knew how seductive the name Sherlock was from Nicole's mouth.

Especially the current tone, with the soft voice unique to girls, shows that she has some delicate little requests that need to be met.

"I desperately need a cup of coffee to pick me up right now. I'm falling asleep and being dragged into a new world. Better have a blueberry hazelnut creme Napoleon, so my spirits will be better, When I encounter a case, I will definitely be able to..."

"Shut up." After saying that, Sherlock raised his legs and walked forward.

Nicole didn't mind being interrupted at all, and obediently closed her fresh cherry-colored lips.

After walking two steps, Sherlock saw that Nicole hadn't followed, turned around and said in a vicious voice: "Assuming your legs are not numb from sleep, then you still haven't followed?"

Seeing that Sherlock, who obviously couldn't wait to find a case, patiently satisfied her little request, Nicole felt that even if Sherlock's tone was a little bit harsher, he would still be extremely handsome and charming.

As soon as she followed his pace, Nicole heard Mr. Detective dislike her in a deep magnetic voice and said, "The second one on the left 50 meters ahead is a coffee shop. The sign is so big that even cataract patients can see it. Features Three-quarters of it is brioche, and the remaining quarter has 80% blueberry garnishes."

Nicole, who was naturally held by Sherlock, smiled and heard him express in his own way: He agreed to her request.

Looking at Sherlock's three-dimensional and handsome profile, Nicole couldn't help but want to kiss him to express her satisfaction, and she did the same.Pulling down Sherlock's arm slightly, standing on tiptoe, he lightly kissed him on his pale cheek.

Aww, since she touched Mr. Detective's lips, Nicole finds him more and more attractive.

When Nicole backed away, Sherlock held her head and dropped a real kiss, let go after two seconds and said: "Stand still and watch the road."

Sherlock was not satisfied with the superficial kiss.But because they were crossing the road, he let go of this seductive little girl who didn't know it, and always looked at him with dreamy eyes.

"According to statistical probability calculations and adding all possible variables, you should know that the probability of being able to bring things in the real world together is as small as 0.13%." Sherlock comforted Nicole in a disguised form that he hadn't touched anything from his pocket before. .Distract yourself by the way.

Some things are really like poison. Drugs are addictive, making people put aside their calmness and self-control, unable to stop.

But Sherlock's consolation didn't have any effect: "But we are penniless. If we can't go back within a day, I don't want to sleep on the street."

Pushing the door open and entering the coffee shop, Sherlock glanced at the menu, and said cleanly: "Two cups of Americano coffee, one Napoleon with blueberry hazelnut cream."

After a pause, Sherlock looked at Nicole and said confidently, "I don't think so."

With that said, Sherlock took a brown leather wallet from his pocket to pay the bill.

"Change a cup of Americano to Mocha, more milk and more sugar, thank you." When Nicole saw this wallet that didn't belong to Sherlock's style, she knew that not only would she be able to stay in a five-star hotel tonight, but she would also have a big meal.

Mr. Detective's skill has always been directly proportional to his reasoning ability.

"More milk and sugar will only make your already dull brain even duller. Two glasses of Americano." Sherlock reversed Nicole's changes.Then he took Nicole and sat down in an empty seat by the window.

"That's too bitter, Sherlock." Nicole frowned and argued in a low voice. She always likes to add a lot of things to her coffee, such as chocolate sauce, caramel sauce, thick milk foam, double sugar... Then put the fragrant The coffee taste is nondescript, and by the way dilutes all the unique bitterness of coffee.

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Sherlock chose a good seat, not only could he see the whole street clearly by the window, but it was also close to the door.As long as there is an emergency, they will definitely arrive at the scene of the crime as soon as possible.

When Nicole gnawed off half of Napoleon in small bites, Sherlock's long-awaited case finally happened-a bus exploded suddenly on the street.

A very accidental accident, but in Sherlock's dictionary, there is no accident, no suddenness.

"The game has started, Nicole." Sherlock jumped up excitedly from the chair, as if he had an exciting background music, and ran to the accident site with Nicole.

The crowd on the road was also attracted by the huge explosion, and they stopped to watch. This time, the police were extremely efficient, and the police cars and ambulances were all in place in less than 5 minutes.

Sherlock, who had long been accustomed to having the privilege of having Lestrade of Scotland Yard drive, was blocked again: "Sir, you can't go in, please get out of the cordon."

Sherlock, who was stopped, was not surprised or impatient. With suppressed anxiety and panic on his face, he asked in a polite tone: "We were originally waiting here for my girlfriend's brother to leave together. Today is his It's his wife's birthday, we plan to prepare a surprise for his wife together. He should be here at this time, take this bus, I...is he in the car? I saw his shoes..."

After hearing Sherlock's words, the young police officer reflexively glanced at the confirmed dead body in the bus: "I'm sorry."

Then he turned sideways to let Sherlock and Nicole go in, not forgetting to comfort and remind: "Please be sorry, you can't stay inside for a long time, and specialized personnel will come over later."

Sherlock's pale and handsome face was full of pain, as if a family member really died in the accident: "Thank you."

But when he turned around, his stern face immediately returned to a calm and cold look, without any trace of sadness.

Seeing this, Nicole couldn't help but whistle: "Good acting!"

It was Sherlock who answered Nicole with confidence and a smile that never knew what modesty was.

Soon, Sherlock began to observe the bus and the surrounding environment.

"There were more than [-] people in the car, and only the driver and the young man died. The explosion marks were the most intense at the place of death. In other words, the two people were closest to the bomb."

"When I came over, I heard a passenger say that she picked up an umbrella, and a young man helped her give it to the driver, so it was a homemade steel pipe attached to the umbrella. A bomb." Sherlock squatted on the ground Pick up a small fragment of the bomb and look at it extra carefully.

"Steel pipe. Bomb... I heard that this kind of bomb is very powerful, but the death toll is not many." Nicole did not approach the corpse.Although she is not afraid of bloody scenes, she does not want to stain the only clothes she has.

"Under normal circumstances, when a steel pipe bomb explodes, no one in the car will be spared." After getting out of the car, Sherlock stood at the center of the explosion, squinting his eyes and looking around.Some harsh sunlight shone on the place where he was standing, forming a golden halo, and with the thick smoke that had not completely dissipated after the explosion lingering around, Sherlock looked a little unreal.

"I'm looking for you, you can't stay inside any longer." The young policeman ran over, followed by people who seemed to be the person in charge of the case.

"Okay, thank you for your accommodating." Nicole thanked the young police officer with red eyes, with just the right amount of sadness on her face, like a girl who really lost her brother.

The young policeman blushed a little when he heard Nicole's thanks. Such a soft and lovely girl made the heartbeat of the young policeman who had just entered society soar.

What followed was Sherlock's cold snort: "Judging from the fragments of the bomb, the amount of gunpowder in the tube is relatively small. The bomb is □□. It was detonated by remote control from the street, and the radiation range of the remote control is limited. You should be within 200 meters. Find that abandoned remote."

Hearing Sherlock's words, the young police officer didn't care to blush, and the person in charge behind him stepped forward with a serious attitude: "This gentleman is..."

"Consult the detective." Sherlock put his hands in his pockets and said his occupation very naturally.

Hearing Sherlock's answer, the person in charge didn't despise or disdain.He didn't feel that such a young man who casually glanced at it and said these things that were consistent with the test results of his subordinates was making trouble.Of course, I don't trust him completely.

Here, Sherlock has already won the favor of the person in charge of the case by relying on his analytical and reasoning ability, good appearance, and a charming and harmless little girl.

On the other side, a group of people who received the news early in the morning also rushed to the scene of the crime.

This is a psychological profiling team, belonging to the Behavioral Analysis Unit BAU under the FBI. Located in Quantico, Virginia, the BAU is part of the FBI's National Violent Crime Analysis Center.

Soon, this team of people appeared at the scene of the crime.

"How is the situation?" Hodge asked the person in charge with the team members in his hand.

"There were 25 people in the car and the driver. Two people were killed and seven people were injured..." The person in charge told them all the news he knew, and he didn't forget to introduce Sherlock and Nicole. "These two are one of the dead. Mr. Holmes, who is a consulting detective."

The person in charge thought it might be a good idea to show Sherlock to BAU people who are proficient in psychology and profiling.Maybe the man who called himself a detective would bring them more help after dispelling their suspicions.Because in just a few minutes, the person in charge was already convinced by Sherlock's ability.

"The murderer pressed the remote control at the left corner of the intersection, and we found the discarded remote control." The person in charge quickly sent someone to find the black remote control through the clues given by Sherlock.

"Don't he need to get closer to see the specific situation?" Hodge glanced at the remote control, and then focused on Sherlock and Nicole.

The entire team of BAU also set their sights on them one after another, perhaps already started to profile quickly.

"The range of the remote control is limited, the self-made steel pipe, the bomb and the remote control can't keep him away from here before pressing the button." Sherlock didn't care about their gazes at all.

"He might be nervous." The handsome black man Morgan took up the conversation, and he looked at Sherlock and Nicole with great interest.

"Maybe it's to let passers-by notice him." Little Doctor Reid took Morgan's words naturally.There is a perfect understanding between them.

"The murderer called. He threatened that there would be an explosion somewhere in the city. The call was made to the National News Television Network." Reid pushed his glasses, and he looked like a shy and shy boy.

Who would have thought that such a boy already holds three doctorate titles.

Nicole stared at Rhett curiously.Rhett felt to her like Sherlock's cousin, with the same high IQ and negative EQ and a completely different personality.

Feeling a little embarrassed to be seen by the girl, Rhett lowered his head to let the soft and messy honey brown hair cover his forehead, and unconsciously pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with his hand.

"What else did he say? Tell me, without saying a word." Sherlock interrupted Nicole and Rhett's "eyes to and fro" in a deep voice, looking at Rhett with sharp eyes.

"Just on a bus in town, and that's how it started. Help me spread the word. It's only just begun, and if you don't get it back and get it under control, it's going to die." Wait for Rhett to say nothing After finishing speaking in a hurry, I realized that I had said something that I shouldn't have said.

Annoyed, he lowered his head even lower, and looked at the others in the group with some embarrassment.

Another female detective, Jennifer Genger, patted Rhett on the shoulder comfortingly, indicating that he was okay.

Nicole listened to Rhett Wen and fast-paced reciting passages, with a sweet smile on her face, and a secret desire to see Sherlock pinching each other in her heart.

He was just like Sherlock!Serious words always make others doubt their IQ.

Sherlock glanced at Nicole, who wrote "Take care of the case first and worry about it later" written on her face.But Nicole, who was immersed in her own thoughts, didn't notice this at all.

In the end, Sherlock got the right to solve the case together on the grounds that he had some research on the bomb and saw the murderer's back.

Of course, in BAU's view, they joined in order to recognize the murderer from time to time.As far as Sherlock is concerned, in this new world, the fastest way to solve a case is to live with the information the group already has.

Of course, if BAU wants to check their identities, Nicole is not worried at all.

What do you think Sherlock and the person in charge talked a lot about before?The mobile phone has been borrowed long ago, and the temporary identity has been created, and we are waiting to solve the case happily together!

The author has something to say:

Oops, I didn't get to write much of the Criminal Minds team scene today~~~

But don't worry, there will be more after that.The roles of the little angel Rhett and the handsome chocolate guy, as well as my favorite Garcia sweetheart, will certainly not be missing!