[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

"So when are you going to leave?"

Weiwei wanted to think too much, but she held back.

Don't think too much is the best law of victory.

"Isn't it up to you?" Weiwei chose to ask back, "I will leave whenever you decide."

She was right, the right to choose all of this was on him.

This is really a story in which the woman (Vivi) was silent and the man (Sherlock) was also silent.

"Well, since you don't want to tell me yet, or you haven't planned yet," Vivi let out a long breath, "or would you like to talk to me about yesterday's family gathering?"

"Family gathering? That's not considered a family gathering. It's just that mommy came to see me and the fat man when she was very bored," Sherlock said without pausing. movie."

"what movie?"

"Forgot, it's been deleted from my hard drive." Sherlock glanced at Weiwei, seeing Weiwei's slightly surprised expression, and stuffed the phone into his pocket impatiently.

"...If others are not used to you, don't be unaccustomed to Vicky. I thought you should clearly know that unnecessary things should be quickly deleted from your brain, such as a boring movie, which will only occupy your hard disk space... Suppose You have 32g in your head, if you don't clean up the garbage, then you can only be a junk smartphone that runs about as fast as a Nokia and is not as hard as a Nokia... Maybe it can't be called a smartphone-"

He elongated his tone, and his tone became more and more excited, almost dancing.

"Oh my God, I don't know what people are thinking these days, I'm going to be so irritable!"

Weiwei is obviously used to such sudden emotional outbursts.

"So, after playing with the mobile phone for so long, there is no case?"

"No, no, no, not a single one."

As if he suddenly realized something, he just turned around and looked straight at Weiwei.

It would be a miracle if he took off his nightgown at this time.

"Oh... I almost forgot."

He looked at Weiwei almost affectionately.

"I almost forgot that I own a koi. When she goes to the street, she can encounter serial murders..."

Suddenly, Sherlock came over and pinched Weiwei's thin shoulder blades, almost leading Weiwei around in a circle: "Clean up, we're going out for the holidays!"

Weiwei was shaken by him and saw the professor had already entered the room before he could react for a moment.

Well go out for the holidays.

She's not Conan, so I really thought she could run into a case just by going out!

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Complaints in her heart are just complaints, and now Weiwei is still wearing a windbreaker to accompany Sherlock on the street, while passively listening to Sherlock's seemingly endless storms.

"God, I knew that person already had a family just by looking at him, and he could give such an 'honest' oath. Love is indeed the greatest illusion and lie of mankind..."

"Look at her trousers, there should be hair of her pet dog on it, it looks like her pet has been intimate with her since she got up this morning, it's so clingy..."

"The two high school students over there must be discussing the topic of handsome male stars. As far as I know, there is a concert today. It seems that they skipped class...Speaking of it, Vicky, did I tell you actually? Men and women have different standards of 'beauty'..."

Weiwei smiled with an angelic face all the way behind, accepting the inspection of her superiors from time to time and giving her an approving look.

After half an hour.

Sherlock finally got impatient.

"We've been walking the streets for half an hour! Vicky! Where's your case!"

Vivi: ...

The case is not what I want to have, but I can have it if I want to.

I am also very desperate.

In the next second, the siren sounded.

The two looked in that direction in astonishment.

"! Vicky!" Sherlock yanked Vivi's shoulders and kissed her hard on the forehead, "You really didn't disappoint me...Catch up!"

In the next second, a small black whirlwind and a small apricot-colored whirlwind rushed through the streets of London.

The crime took place at a subway station a few kilometers away from Vivi and Sherlock.

Sherlock dragged Vivi and chased the police car all the way. While running, Vivi went berserk and complained: Oh my God, what did Sherlock think of her? I really thought it must be a murder when she went out, maybe it was just a coincidence Ordinary suicide!After all, many people choose to jump off the subway track and turn themselves into strawberry jam to end their lives!

"arrive."

Sherlock's panting voice was a little sexy, and his hand tightly held Weiwei's hand, which didn't become a little slippery because of his sweating.

He grabbed it for a while before letting go, and straightened his collar again, and he seemed to be able to get over it just like that, but Weiwei, who knew him well, knew that this person was just suppressing him.

Weiwei didn't have the habit of embarrassing herself, anyway, he was in front of her, so she couldn't breathe, so she kept panting.

Sherlock heard a little impatiently: "I think you should strengthen your training Vicky, maybe one day you will die on the street because you can't run the suspect."

Weiwei's legs were still weak, and she couldn't help but tugged on Sherlock's sleeve: "I thought...ha...you should know that I was lying on the hospital bed with a fever yesterday."

The sleeves were pulled.

Sherlock frowned.

Forget it.

He stretched out his hand to hold Weiwei again, and forcibly pulled up the man who was bending over to adjust his breath.

"Even so, it's time to slow down now."

Then he dragged people inside like this.

"So we'll just go right there? No need to say hello to Lestrade or anything?"

"Yeah, you reminded me," Sherlock suddenly turned around and smirked, and took out a booklet from his pocket with his other hand, "So I remembered that I just touched Lestrade last time." The police/officer/certificate, for which Lestrade made another review at the bureau."

Well, I feel sorry for Lestrade.

Weiwei perfunctorily felt distressed, and walked behind Sherlock.

"So what are you two planning to do with my police/official ID card?" Lestrade, who was passing by, directly grabbed the small notebook, "It seems that you are fine, and you don't need me to take you in. "

Vivi withdrew his hand and made a gesture of surrender: "Hey Mr. Lestrade, you should know that I am not with him."

"It's not a gang, they all live together," Lestrade nodded rhythmically, "It's interesting, okay, it's not a gang, then I have to throw Sherlock Holmes out of the scene. "

"As long as you're happy." Weiwei put down his hands and smiled a bit shyly at his family.

So she let go of Lestrade's hand in a gesture of courteousness?Shrinking his jaw, Sherlock looked at Weiwei with an incredulous gaze, and all he got was a proud eyebrow raised.

"Well, it looks like I should have left you in the bedroom to fend for yourself when you had a fever yesterday. I don't need an assistant with an elbow turned outward."

His tone was so cold that it was scumbag, and his back had special effects of wind, frost, rain and snow.

Lestrade made a goodjob gesture.

Only then did Weiwei realize that she seemed soft-spoken.

"I mean my IQ is not within the IQ range of Sherlock's group. If Sherlock is willing, I still..."

"It's too late, Vicky." Sherlock tapped his toes, as if shaking his feet, and walked to the front in a hurry.

Alright childish kid Sherlock.

Saying that Sherlock was not allowed to enter the scene was just a talk. In fact, Lestrade also knew what Sherlock usually did, and such things would not anger him.

But this time, he and Vivida have made small achievements in space cooperation, which is worth celebrating.

After all, she was angry with the immature child Sherlock.

The two shrugged at each other, then caught up with Sherlock again.

Weiwei tugged on one of Sherlock's sleeves, and was thrown away by someone's intensified hand shake.Then Weiwei tugged again and was thrown away again.

Well, for the third time.

Weiwei pulled her tighter.

Sherlock, who didn't shake off, frowned, and let her go.

This subway station is very close to the train station, so there are quite a few people coming and going. Lestrade followed behind in casual clothes. The most conspicuous one was not him, the detective, but Sherlock.

Sherlock walked with wind, as if he knew where the crime scene was.

In fact he did know.

They went to the office of the subway operator.

The female marshal was so frightened that she cried, she was pulled outside, and another female detective comforted her softly.

At this time, Detective Vincent—they were already quite familiar with each other—Agent Vincent approached Lestrade, but in fact he explained the case for Sherlock and Vivi.

"I received a call to the police 7 minutes ago." Vincent's voice was no longer as shy as when we first met. "At first, it was said that someone saw a black suitcase at the subway entrance that had not been moved for a long time, and thought it was lost. I sent it to the marshal's office, and the marshal opened the bag after the others left, and found corpses inside."

"We haven't opened it yet and we're going to send it to the medical examiner's office."

"Then what about the person who picked up the suitcase?" Sherlock reacted very quickly, "Normally people wouldn't notice if someone moved the suitcase... Oh my god, you guys didn't realize it! This is a subway station, people come here People go, everyone rushes to their own direction, even if it is placed on the edge of the platform, no one may notice this extra suitcase and waste their time sending it to the police office. You want to take the suitcase as your own, right?"

"The surveillance video is being called now. If you want to watch it, you can watch it now." Vincent would look a little weak every time he was questioned by Sherlock.

"Oh, very good." He raised his brows, showing a typical contemptuous look, then turned around, grabbed Weiwei's hand and led Weiwei to the other side.

Vivi: ...

Can you say hello to me first? I almost fell_(:3ゝ∠)_