[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

After leaving the police station, Weiwei finally had time to pick up his mobile phone. There was an iMessage message on the mobile phone. Looking at the photo, he looked like a handsome boy. It took Weiwei a little time to recall the original memory from his mind.

Wo Ri, isn't this the handsome French guy that Yuan himself secretly fell in love with?The handsome boy went to freedom and the future and lost contact after going to the heaven/dynasty, which made the original body sad for a long time, okay?

Thinking about the original body, I don't understand it, Zai Tian/chao's high city wall ovo!

Weiwei's gossip heart almost swelled.

She blushed at the thought of this man!It's not that Weiwei inherited the original body's reaction, it's because a □□ suddenly popped up in his mind!

Under the delicate appearance of the French little Gosven hides a heart like a bird/beast (crossed out) and a strong figure!In Yogyakarta, when it rained, Brother Mark’s chest and abdominal muscles were all exposed because of the tight fit of the shirt. When he pulled up the sleeves, his arm muscles were strong, and he had a delicate and gentle face——

Clothed birds/beasts, absolutely.

Weiwei secretly reprimanded her for being such a nymphomaniac in her heart, thinking that ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

So, Weiwei, where is your Dou Sen, your big-breasted sweetheart, your little radish and your little plum? :)

When I opened iMessage, the message of the boy who hadn't been in touch for more than a year popped up.

14:37

Gaston: Hi, long time no see, I'm back now

Such early information.There were quite a few people at the gate of the police station, coming and going, Weiwei tried not to block the way of others before replying.

16:49

Victoria: Hi Gaston, have you come back from China?

After hesitating for a while, he added another sentence.

Victoria: Are you in London now?Or Paris?

Weiwei stood by the side of the road and waited for a while, but before receiving a reply, she simply put the phone in her pocket and left.

Brighton is a city that is very suitable for tourism, and the oceanic climate here makes people feel comfortable in such summer.

Warm, humid, lazy.

She came out alone, maybe because she just crossed here not long ago, she didn't have any real feelings, and she didn't want to stay with her parents or friends from the original body for too long. Traveling alone can always explain the change of her personality .

Alone, she walked into a coffee shop, ordered a cup of mocha, and sat at the bar counter in a daze of boredom.

After coming here, such confusion can't be shaken away.

She misses her parents in that world, her girlfriends from childhood to adulthood, her teachers and classmates.I don't even know what's going on with me now.

In the first few days of her arrival, she couldn't figure out how to call back, so she tried to log in to her Penguin account, but the password was wrong.She registered again and searched for the Penguin number, but it turned out that there was no such number at all.The world seems to be the same as before, but without her.

The memories on both sides were mixed, and she even wondered if she had a split personality, or if that period of life in heaven/chapo was just her too real imagination, a long dream, a long dream that made her unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. dream.

Her gaze was suddenly drawn to another person.

Right across from her, even though she had changed into a casual shirt and took off a tie, Weiwei still recognized that this was the second man in a suit who came to the scene today and touched Gabriel's carotid artery.

She didn't even think about going over to say hello, but she just felt that it was very inconsistent.

The face is still the same, but the temperament feels different.

Weiwei turned his face to the side, pretending to look away, but couldn't help but look back again.

At this moment, the shoulders of the man in the suit were a little hooked, his neck was slightly shrunk, and the man who was barely tall seemed a little shy at this moment.Another reason why Vivi can recognize him at a glance is that his nose bridge is different from the high nose bridge of most British people—he is a typical snub nose with wide wings.

Weiwei seldom sees this kind of nose, so he is fascinated by it.

Although Weiwei moved very little, the man in the suit still noticed her.

The man in the suit looked over viciously, his face wrinkled into a ball, as if extremely disgusted.Weiwei quickly retracted her gaze, lowered her head and took out her phone.

This man is so sensitive.

It just so happened that imessage also jumped out of the news, and Weiwei didn't go to see the man in the suit anymore - she was not the kind of person who was so curious.

Gaston: I'm in Brighton now, how about you?

Victoria: Coincidentally, I'm here too.

Gaston: Where are you now?

Immediately followed a positioning.

Victoria clicked to open it, isn't it in the coffee shop where she is?Such a coincidence?Could this be Victoria's destined hero?This kind of coincidence only happened between the hero and the heroine.

Victoria raised her head again and looked around. There was a man in a suit at the front bar, and two young girls at the small table on the side were discussing the possibility of shields, winter shields, etc. Behind them were some people traveling alone, and there was a man sitting and reading a book. Old gentleman—I didn't see Gaston who was positioned here.

Victoria: I'm also in the coffee shop, at the bar, I didn't see you.

Then there was no news from Gaston.

Weiwei's heart was a little excited, but also a little visceral, feeling her heart beating, feeling like she was about to trigger an adventure.She launched iMessage, opened the Twilight e-book on her phone, read a paragraph or two without interest, and quit.

What kind of feeling is it? It's the feeling that you have a mobile phone, but you don't know what to play.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A hand was placed on her shoulder suddenly, so frightened that Weiwei nearly rolled off the chair cleverly.

"Hey vivi, I'm not so scary, am I?" The French brother showed his big white teeth and smiled brightly, "It's been a long time since I haven't seen you, and you're still the same as before."

"Gaston, you scared me to death." Weiwei patted his heart, and subconsciously showed an equally bright smile as a reply.On the surface, he regards Gaston as a brother, but in his heart he wants to fall in love with him.

Although I have never met Brother Gaston once, I can't stop Weiwei from falling in love with him at first sight!Good-looking people are always approachable, right?Needless to say, Weiwei is a loyal dog!

"Okay, it's my fault." Gaston smiled helplessly, he pulled away the chair next to Vivi, sat down and said to the barista not far away, "Hey, I want two cups of mocha to take away .”

The chubby barista nodded to show that he knew, and Gaston turned to Weiwei again: "Look at me, I still remember you drinking mocha."

In fact, "Gaston", or where Sherlock remembers this, for him, he can dig out his identity as Gaston and Gaston's good friend Victoria from the trash can in the corner of the memory palace. It's already not easy, as for Mocha - it's just because there is a cup in front of Weiwei.

That's right, Gaston was flirting with Vivi.

His eyes are like blue oceans, and his eyelashes are very long. When he speaks, he trembles naturally, making him as cute as Bambi. His tall nose casts a small shadow in the backlight. The shape is also good-looking.

I don't know if it was the original body's reaction, or if he was really handsome, Weiwei felt a little excited in his heart.

"Then I really thank you." Weiwei said naturally, she has never had any barriers towards handsome guys.

Sherlock was slightly speechless.

In fact, he originally wanted to say something happened to see your bad complexion.But seeing Miss Victoria's ruddy complexion, she couldn't tell what was going on.

It's against my will.

Two cups of mocha will be ready soon, Sherlock is actually resisting in his heart, after all, this is not a standard sweet coffee, but he followed his own - Gaston Marco's personality, took it politely , and then handed a glass to Victoria.

"Now you have another glass of mocha, so," he smiled with the romantic feeling of a French man, "can you go out with me for a walk."

Weiwei couldn't hold back her teased body and mind, but still nodded her head reservedly.

Sherlock felt that he was going to take back his original idea.It appears that Miss Mayer is not making much progress either.He turned his head slightly, and took another look at Mr. Bundy, the man in the suit.

In fact, while contacting Victoria, Sherlock has been following Bundy, and he knows that this is the murderer.

He knew all too well the style of serial killers, especially organized criminals.They love nothing more than to return to the scene after a crime and enjoy their work.

That's right, he came to a conclusion the moment he saw the scene.

After seeing a scene, most people will make a summary, such as the orderliness of the scene, a series of clues such as the modus operandi, but for Sherlock, he can almost jump directly to the conclusion, because those simple clues There are extremely clear directions in his mind, and he has formed a conditioned reflex.The brief thinking time is almost negligible.If someone asked him why, he had to take some trouble to recall those simple inferences.

His eyes just paused for a moment, without showing any emotion.

Still staying in this case is not because of this case, but because of the things behind this case.

As for now, he just satisfied his little curiosity and passed the boring waiting time.

He felt suddenly cold.Weiwei didn't know if it was her own illusion, so she pretended to casually glance at the French brother's expression, and couldn't see anything, but it just gave her a... a feeling of indifference.

Weiwei suppressed her little throbbing and acted more naturally.

The two of them went out with their Mochas in their hands and recalled "I ran in the sunset that year, that was my lost youth without regrets".

"Speaking of which, where are you going to study in college?"

Weiwei was stunned for a moment, this is to talk about the ideal rhythm of life, poems and songs?Of course, her face was still reserved: "I have already got an offer from Cambridge, and I am going to study Western history."

However, her heart is: In fact, the baby doesn't want to learn Western history at all. Ten thousand years of science students have a hard time in history. QAQ doesn't know how to live in college. My tears are the water of the West Lake.

Spicy Chicken specializes in ruining people's youth and waste people's money (?), this is Sherlock's heart.

Of course, he didn't target this one major, but said that all majors are hot chicken.

After all, what they learn is just the basic knowledge/French indifference that Sherlock knew from his enlightenment teaching when he was a child.jpg

"Very good, I plan to stay in Tian/Chao in college." Brother Gaston's voice lowered a degree, "Although I like it very much, it's a pity that you are not there."

?(??·?w?·??)?

Are all French men so flirtatious?

In fact, as usual, Weiwei might think that this person's behavior is frivolous and his words are inappropriate, but after all, the person next to him is also the original body's crush, right, and the two have known each other for a long time, right?Of course, what's more important is a good face and a good figure, right?

So she just felt teased.

She felt her heart fluttering and gave a reply.

"Then you stay there."