[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

At this moment, Victoria's heart is like a mad dog running free.

Now, she was sitting in the lobby of the hotel waiting for the police to be summoned, while the unknown gringo with a beer belly and a strange accent sitting next to her kept beeping and beeping.

unknown face?

Victoria didn't have time to look up, and in fact, she didn't like to have an affectionate look with this gringo who had been fascinated by shaking his legs.

It's really not good.

Victoria was bored and nodded, as if she answered the words of the person next to her, and cast her eyes into the distance without thinking.

Life is not just about living in front of you, but also living in the distance.

Victoria was a little irritable and wanted to stuff the mouth of the person next to her with something.

But she didn't, because she was a good child from the state of etiquette, so she was going to severely condemn this behavior.

So Victoria raised her head and turned to see the gringo's face.

I lean on lean on lean.

No one ever told me that a person with such a poor figure has such a beautiful face!This is unscientific!

Although the face is a bit long, the skin is still very good, the cheeks are a little fleshy, but it looks much more pleasing to the eye than his figure, the horizontal eyebrows are quite imposing, and when they break at the end of the eyebrows, they are very sassy.Not to mention the typical deep facial features, green pupils and blond hair of a typical European.

No!Ye Weiwei!

You can't be fooled by beauty!What's more, it's a strong...beautiful...color...

Thinking of the belly that was about to unbutton, Victoria summoned up her courage again.It's just because the momentum of the pause just now has slipped a lot.

"Victoria Mayer."

The policeman called her name in a flat voice, dispelling all the anger points that Victoria had managed to accumulate and barely passed the passing mark.Subconsciously, Victoria gave the annoying guy a friendly smile, then got up, stroked the hem of her skirt, and left.

That strange gringo—to be precise, the "fake" Italian guy suddenly forgot what to say because of that smile, and returned a smile in embarrassment... Of course, if you don't look down the neck, this smile is still very charming Yes, it's a pity that Victoria turned back a little early.

interesting.

The pseudo-Italian quickly flashed a line of barrage in his heart.

This girl knows the victim.

He kept this smile, turned his face to the other person next to him and started beeping again.

Who knows what he said.

Sitting across from the police, Victoria Mayer hesitated.At this moment, she had already forgotten about the passer-by just now, and turned to consider other more important issues.

It was this victim who was suspected to be her high school classmate, but she was really not sure.

why.

Because she traveled through time.

Speaking of this, Victoria's unicorn arms began to feel faintly hot again.

It's so exasperating, it's so exasperating.

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This happened about half a month ago, you can try to imagine Victoria's mood——

An ordinary test paper,

Then a normal nap,

After a general exam,

The students came to an ordinary party after the college entrance examination,

After the quarrel was over, Ye Weiwei returned home and fell on the bed as usual...

When I wake up again, this ordinary world is no longer the original ordinary world.

Frankly speaking, half a month ago, when Ye Weiwei woke up, he felt like he was dreaming.

Because there was a test paper in pure English in front of her, and an old gringo who was not Chinese at first glance said on the podium: "Start the test."

speak english.

At that time, Weiwei didn't feel the slightest fluctuation in her heart, and even wanted to laugh.

It's so fake, it looks like a dream at first glance, let's just take the English version of the college entrance examination and take it again after the college entrance examination.

Anyway, the college entrance examination is over, and Weiwei’s heart is very big, and she didn’t have time to think about why this dream is so real, and she didn’t think about why her English suddenly soared. , and then consciously waited on the side.

At the same time, I was thinking in my heart, ah, should the test scores be good or not, and will it imply my results in the college entrance examination?Hey, so tangled and hesitant.This is a dream, so if I just think about it, it should come true?

Weiwei looked up at the sky, the weather today is pretty good, not as humid as usual in London*, this kind of weather is really perfect for the college entrance examination.

Outside the examination room was crowded with people, she greeted her classmates one by one, greeted each other, and finally found her parents.

"Dad~"

Before she could react, she threw herself into the arms of a handsome blond guy.

At this time, Weiwei suddenly realized something was wrong.

Woji, is this really a dream?

In a situation that felt so real, she didn't wake up?Weiwei shouted in her heart, wake up, wake up.

But it didn't work.

She was patient and had a friendly exchange with her parents—although she herself didn't know what to say, and was more in a daze.

Fortunately, the handsome father and the beautiful mother all understood her mental state of being in a trance (?) after the exam, and took her to eat a home-cooked meal that was [-]% higher than the average cooking level in London, and then let her go. Wei went back to the room.

Frankly speaking, when Weiwei sat alone in the room, she was in a daze.

One sentence filled her mind: Why hasn't woc woke up yet?This dream is kind of real.

Vivi calmed down.She frankly said in her heart: I am a 1.8-meter girl with blonde hair, blue eyes, white skin, and beautiful appearance.

Then she stood up gracefully and calmly, walked out of the room, walked to the bathroom, closed the door, locked it, took a deep breath, and prepared to admire her beautiful self.

... She began to wonder if she had entered Inception.

No matter what kind of dream it is, just sleep and wake up.

Having figured this out, Weiweiqiang walked back to the bedroom calmly, lay down on the bed without washing up, pulled the quilt and closed his eyes.

But when she woke up again, not only did she not return to her original world, but she was also forced to accept a lot of memories belonging to this body.

So, now, she's Victoria Mayer.

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"Miss Victoria Mayer," the black policewoman's hair was curled like instant noodles. The unsoaked instant noodles still had a stiff feeling, "Which one of you was the first to find the victim?"

Weiwei was stunned: "It should be the third one... When I arrived, there were already people there... Well, one is wearing a suit, and the other is the lady in the yellow skirt."

In fact, she doesn't remember clearly.

What was the situation at that time.

Oh yes, she was going to the bathroom, the one in the back, squatting and playing with her mobile phone, and then suddenly heard a scream, and then the sound of footsteps...

She cleaned herself up slowly, flushed the water, and suddenly there was a strange silence outside.Weiwei didn't feel much, and opened the door naturally, a woman in a yellow skirt and a man in a suit looked at him in horror.

"What's wrong?" Weiwei was stunned.

The woman suddenly screamed again and fell down again. The man walked into the cubicle neatly and touched the woman's neck. He looked at Weiwei complicatedly and then turned to the other side: "Call the police."

Weiwei followed her gaze, almost speechless in shock.

She really wanted to scream and lie down in line with that lady, but she didn't. She took out her mobile phone and said woc to let me call the police in silence.

Yes, in the cubicle next to the bathroom where Weiwei was just sitting and playing with her mobile phone, a beautiful woman was sitting on the toilet seat. The woman's eyes were still wide open, her blue eyes were lifeless, and her blood was slightly congealed.

"Actually, I really don't remember much. I was so scared at the time..." Weiwei hesitated, and now recalling the scene of the victim, her heartbeat was still beating unsteadily, "After that, there was that foreigner. ...the one sitting next to me just came in, and then I can't remember who else came..."

"Do you know the victim?"

Weiwei hesitated even more.

She felt that this person was a bit like her high school classmate.

Of course, it wasn't the one who was in China before time travel, but the high school classmate with the original body.

"I think she is my classmate... I was too anxious to see her face clearly at the time, it should be..."

The female police officer stopped writing and took a serious look at Weiwei.

"Although I'm a classmate, I don't have much contact with her." Vivi paused, feeling a little distressed, "That's the kind...you can hahaha at ordinary times, but it doesn't seem like you're very close."

"Regarding this, we will communicate with you in detail after we investigate the identity of the deceased," the black policewoman seemed to be trying to be gentle, but she seemed to be used to looking at people like this, with a slight frown between her brows, " Please describe your impression of the scene."

Weiwei had an intuition that the police officer might not like her very much, but she didn't want to make herself uncomfortable with this unfounded feeling, so she just suppressed it: "I was going to the bathroom in the cubicle...well, it was Just like playing with your phone."

"Then I heard screams. I thought there were bugs or something. I was a little confused at the time. Then I flushed the water and opened the door. They looked at me very strangely, and then I saw the corpse... ..."

Weiwei himself felt that something was wrong with his feelings.

She acted...was she too indifferent?

Weiwei bit her lips uneasily, the feeling of fright finally came out of the efferent nerve of her long reflex arc and reached the effector, but it seemed a bit late, the time to express such feelings had passed.She twisted her skirt and fixed her eyes on the corner of the table.

She felt that the collar of the little shirt she was wearing today was a bit uncomfortable, and she should have undone a button.

The police officer didn't seem to intend to ask any further questions, but just kept looking at her inexplicably.

Weiwei didn't mind too much, and continued to speak slowly.

"Well, I smelled a strange smell... I thought it was menstruation and I was squatting on the side... Well," she continued to recall, "At that time, I thought that the person might still be alive, and I was going to call an ambulance, but the man in the suit ..."

She got stuck, should she be called uncle or brother?

Good thing it's English now, so she's called... dude/cover face.

"Why didn't you use the compartment where the deceased was? Because the door was closed?" The officer seemed to lose interest in her statement.

Fuck I just don't like going to that cubicle?Weiwei almost couldn't hold back.

So is it closed?

Weiwei really wanted to say that because fate guided her to the next one, she didn't seem to have pushed the door of the victim's compartment.

Have you pushed it?Weiwei really can't remember.

"I... I just found a cubicle at random... I don't know when someone came in and out of that cubicle."

"Thank you for your cooperation. We may need your assistance after we investigate the identity of the victim." The female policeman said very polite words, but she didn't hear how polite she was.

Weiwei nodded and was about to go out. When she stood up, she finally looked at the policewoman's cock.

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snow White.

Weiwei suppressed it for a long time before she could hold back her desire to laugh *hahahahahahahahahaha.

She immediately forgave Miss White for all her impoliteness.After all, it's a public election, so it's inappropriate to laugh at it.

After all, she couldn't hold back, and said something when she went out to say goodbye: "My honor."

What Snow White thinks in her heart is that this person has a cat disease, it's an honor to be a ghost, hehehehehe.

Just as Weiwei went out, she saw the handsome Italian guy with a rubbish face. She was in a better mood after serving Snow White, so she didn't haggle over the Italian guy. She nodded lightly and passed on.

She didn't feel relieved either, she would definitely look for her when the investigation really started, and she had to go to the police station.

I don't know if Scotland Yard, which was complained by Mr. Sherlock Holmes more than 100 years ago, will improve today after more than 100 years.

Little did she know that she was among the suspects.