[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

"It's actually not that difficult to make a bomb/bomb, especially after studying with me, I thought you would be quite clear." Sherlock didn't avoid Vivi's eyes, but said sharply, " I don't know why you have such a strange association."

"Sherlock, I'm not..."

She licked her dry lips, she could feel her heart rate was a little abnormal, she paused and then changed her words.

"You know me, and I know you."

"Your answer is tantamount to telling me that there is a problem with that case, and there is also a problem with this case."

Her eyes were fixed on him without blinking.

"Then you are really amazing." Sherlock's tone was heavy, and he looked straight at him without any hesitation, but this look always had a hint of warning at this moment.

It felt like a basin of cold water was being poured over her head, and Weiwei's heart immediately became cold.

She shrugged: "Well, it seems like an area I can't know, so let's get back to this case."

She didn't give Sherlock time to speak, but continued talking on her own.

"Then assuming that all the monitoring failures are just a coincidence, the murderer must be a very meticulous person to a certain extent. Firstly, he or she did not leave any footprints. Secondly, the murderer stabbed the knife at the end. Judging from the blood stains , the blood must have splashed on the murderer, but no one noticed, and the murderer must have tried to cover up those who walked beside him with blood on their bodies."

"Such as changing clothes, such as putting on a coat, continue."

He didn't seem to be satisfied with her wit.

"The bedroom door wasn't opened, so where did the coat come from - and it would have been a man's coat, if it wasn't surprising. We found no men's stuff in the bedroom, given Mr Oster's derailment and possible relationship with the victim. There was a quarrel, and the victim may have cleaned up Oster’s clothes. It may have been thrown away, and I don’t know for the time being, of course, there may not be a few in the first place.”

"So why didn't you ask when you were interrogating just now?"

Sherlock seemed to still maintain that dissatisfied mood, and interrupted her.

The two looked at each other again.

"Yes, I was thinking too slowly."

Weiwei looked away first, her brows and eyes were slightly closed, her teeth were clenched tightly, as if she was suppressing some emotion.

"Vicky, you are messed up. If you do this, you won't be able to keep up with the rhythm." He looked down at her, then reached out and grabbed Weiwei's chin.

She lifted her head softly and submissively, accepting his almost compelling gaze.

He forced her to look at him earnestly and completely. . .

"I don't care what you're thinking, if you're in this state, go back to your fish tank and clean up your barren and pitiful brain before thinking about whether to come out, I'm really afraid that the world in which normal people live will make you thirsty to death. "

"What you can do before, calmly avoid topics that I hinted you shouldn't touch, and don't bother about it... You've crossed the line."

After he finished speaking, his lips were pursed with sharp lip lines.

She bit her lower lip, and her eyes were sour all of a sudden.

"I see, Professor," she called this after a long time, perhaps because her chin was still pinched in his hand, her voice was a little fuzzy, "I'll go back first."

She stepped back and her chin left his hand.Then she looked at Sherlock with slightly sour eyes.

"I understand." She lowered her head, her tone a little low.

She got it.

Then turn around and leave.

As she bowed her head, Sherlock almost subconsciously wanted to rub the guy's head, but he resisted.Maybe he realized that if he did this gesture at this time, he could bring her some comfort, but he didn't.

Almost at the same time when Weiwei said that she understood, he put down his hand and watched the little girl's leaving back with heavy eyes.

Yes, because of her long-term regular and healthy life, she looks very uplifting, which means... she is indeed, with straight shoulders and outstanding temperament, enough to stand out among many magnetic creatures.

When he was not around, she did think calmly and independently, which he had already verified.He also knew that the little girl already possessed quite...attractiveness in the eyes of many people when he was not around.

And this moment.

But at this moment, she is still a person who has become lost because of his words.

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Weiwei didn't take a taxi back to Queen Street.

For the seven or eight kilometers, she walked back alone.

Not in the mood to look at the people passing by, Weiwei's heart was almost completely overwhelmed by that completely negative emotion, she walked so fast that the windbreaker she was wearing outside almost flew up.

She herself didn't know that her expression and demeanor were so similar to her former mentor.

The weather in London can change as it says, like it's raining now.

Moreover, all of a sudden big.

Weiwei looked straight ahead, even if there was rain blocking the way.

While waiting for the traffic lights, a car stopped suddenly, and Weiwei's distracted mind was pulled back. She looked down - the window of the car was rolled down, and the exposed face told her that this person Anthea, okay, okay Her brother Mycroft was coming for her.

Weiwei didn't want to talk, and didn't talk nonsense, she simply opened the back door of the car and sat on it.

Anthea kept pressing the keyboard with her hands.Yes, she always does, because she has a mobile pet on her phone - oh not because she has a boyfriend, but also because she has to monitor what's going on in Queen Street at all times, and because her boss lives on the phone.

Weiwei mocked in his heart blankly.

Yeah Anthea is always like that, if no one speaks first, she seems to live in the phone too.

But she is not.

Mycroft was surrounded by such people, and apart from the agents who looked very special, many of them had their own characteristics.

Weiwei is very familiar with this road, it is the Diogenes Club.After getting off the bus, Weiwei was familiar with the way, but today she was lazy and didn't want to use sign language to ask the waiter where the gentleman was, so she just followed Anthea.

Speaking of which, Anthea has a good habit. At least she doesn't play with her mobile phone while walking.

Oh, it can be played standing up.

Seeing Anthea standing still at the door, Vivi knew that it belonged to Mycroft's room.

Anthea didn't knock on the door for Weiwei, so Weiwei took a few steps forward, knocked on the door, and pushed it away by herself.

Mycroft was not there.

"He'll be here soon, you just need to wait here." Anthea whispered suddenly.

Weiwei returned a not-so-sincere smile, and went straight in to find a seat to sit down.This room is not the one that Mycroft often stays in. When Mycroft sees his brother, he usually stays in a fixed room, but when he sees Weiwei alone, he doesn't know where it is.

But Mycroft rarely saw Weiwei alone.

Weiwei looked at the room.

The Diogenes Club looks the same no matter which room it is in, it is simply the best example of low-key luxury.This room doesn't look big, but Weiwei can't judge the frequency of people coming here - because the Diogenes Club is like this, as long as there is no one, it will be tidied up quickly.

Like a British gentleman who wants to be elegant all the time.

She didn't wait long when she heard the door open, and she knew that the only person coming at this time was Mycroft.

No matter how bad the mood is, one must be polite to the British government, so Weiwei stood up quickly.

Mycroft did not speak until the door closed.

"I'm really busy today, so I arranged it in the cubicle between the two conference rooms. Do you have any objections?"

"No, it's an honor to meet you." Weiwei smiled with her brows pursed.

Well, it's in line with Weiwei's guess... If he sees his younger brother, he must find the usual comfortable room (although every room here is comfortable), but if he sees Vivi, as long as it is convenient for Mycroft himself.

Maybe it's just because of his tsundere brother that he doesn't want to accommodate - he doesn't even want to come to the club.

"It seems that you and my brother had a little conflict." Mycroft put his stick by the door and approached Vivi step by step.

He looked about the same as last time, wondering how Sherlock had accurately concluded that he had gained a few pounds time and time again.

After all, when the base is large enough, the increase or decrease of one or two pounds is not so obvious.

Weiwei actually had time to think wildly.

"Yes, there is a little disagreement." Vivi lowered her eyes to avoid Mycroft's sight, and she sat down after watching Mycroft sit down.

Mycroft's eyes stopped on her face, Vivi knew it, but she had no intention of avoiding it.She also understood Mycroft's style, and almost all his actions had a purpose, but she couldn't detect his purpose, and she didn't know whether her reaction was in line with his expectations.

Alright alright.

Anyway, no matter what, it was in his expectation, so Weiwei simply let go of himself, and acted as he felt most comfortable.

"I know you've seen Mr. Letterman," he said slowly.

This is not in line with Mycroft's style, so straightforward, but Weiwei doesn't want to think about what Mycroft is thinking-if he considers the meaning behind each of Mycroft's words like when we met for the first time, Weiwei Wei's hairline is estimated to be like Mycroft.

"Yes."

Because I was too lazy to think about it, I answered it in the simplest way.

Suddenly Mycroft laughed.

"In some ways my brother, it's nice that we agree."

His tone was up and down, unlike his younger brother, who was always calm except when he was mocking.

Although Mycroft's heart can only be calmer than Sherlock's tone.After all, this man may not only have a palace in his mind, but an earth.

If Sherlock knew that Vivi thought so, then Vivi would probably be in the fish tank by now.And it was pushed back violently.

Sherlock doesn't seem to like being told he's not as strong as his brother.

Well maybe this one seems to be removed.

Weiwei didn't answer, her eyes fell on Mycroft's eye-nose triangle.

"I know what my brother has allowed you...don't look at me with such surprised eyes, I have indeed relaxed my surveillance on him..." Mycroft paused, "I have nothing against you in the United States Stop by Queen Street on my way back to London during my studies."

He wasn't asking Weiwei, nor was he discussing, he was very anxious today, so his tone was calm, but it was an order.

"After all, you are an ordinary person that he is rarely willing to contact."

"Although Sherly has taught you this way, your vision has surpassed some ordinary people, but you are still just... an ordinary person."

His tone at this time didn't have the gentle feeling when Sherlock was there, or when he asked her about Sherlock.

"I mean……"

"So you're also talking about leaving?" Vivi smiled, and finally interrupted Mycroft once.

Well, when Sherlock is not around, learning some of Sherlock's habits does make people feel... I am the best in the world.

Look how she can interrupt the British government independently and without fear.

"This case," Weiwei pointed out the other party's purpose directly, "when this case is over, I will go to my further studies until my new supervisor admits that I have graduated."

Mycroft's and Sherlock's eyes, which were exactly the same, stopped on Vivi's face. At this moment, almost every reaction of her and the twitch of every facial expression muscle fell into his eyes.

"deal."

He said.