[Comprehensive] High IQ and Mary Sue

"Krull is the vice president of the drama club." Sherlock pulled out the stool and sat down. "Actually, he doesn't perform on stage. Strictly speaking, he is just a manager. The training time of the drama club and personnel Arrangements, he has a close relationship with the instructor."

"Teacher? The one who was finally believed to have killed Krull's girlfriend?"

Brooke's memory of the case was quite clear, and he dug out the old files under Sherlock's reminder.

Sherlock looked at the document Krull's statement, and everything seemed to come back to his mind.

"I hope you remember the sneakers, Moriarty's first case... I mean the first case he did himself," Sherlock tossed the file aside, "could you read it, Brooke?" ?—that case was my first connection with Moriarty, and Moriarty thought it was my meddling—without success—that was my first case.”

"Wait what sneakers?" Lestrade obviously didn't have any impression.

Brooke: "I remember that the case was handled by you, sir. Moriarty created chaos in London and asked people to create puzzles for Mr. Holmes, which were solved within twelve hours. One of them was to guide Mr. Holmes to Baker Street." Found a pair of shoes in the basement of…”

Sherlock is too lazy to correct Brooke, Brooke has always had a kind of obsessive respect for him, although as far as he knows his fans like to call him Sherlock, Brooke has never...

Mr Holmes.

Sometimes Sherlock suspected he was calling Mycroft.

"Carl Powers."

Sherlock mentioned a name.

Lestrade almost rolled his eyes: "Well it looks like my memory of your biography isn't that clear, Sherlock, but I think about it now, so you mean to say...?"

"Carl Bowles, that was my first case, I tried to get the attention of the police but they thought I was just a kid - I was in elementary school, fifth grade, and because it was a failure, so I didn't mention it to Ellie."

He let out a long breath.

"If I really want to say it, maybe I've been interested in acting since then, but I'm not... not that interested. When I was almost in the second year of junior high school, I read another case in the newspaper. "

"30 years ago?"

"The opera soprano killed her husband and kept concealing the truth until her death. That report was written by a gossip reporter. I..." He was silent for half a second, "I asked Mycroft to find me I’m really curious about how she hid the files of that case.”

Both of them held back their laughter when they heard the word "request".

"The case is actually not difficult if it is now, it's just that the means of on-site investigation were limited at that time," Sherlock pretended not to see the expressions of the two people, "but I have to say, even her son couldn't find out Indeed... this lady is a master at disguising, and I realized that perhaps this kind of acting would be of use to me if I wanted to be a detective."

"Why not the police?"

Brook raised his hand to ask a question.

Sherlock glanced at him and refused to answer.

Lestrade also glanced at him, which probably meant—are you humiliating yourself?

>>>>>>>>

Ellie sits next to Sherlock on the bus home from London Drama University.

She was a little motion sick, and her head was almost out of the window.

"I thought you didn't want your head to be sliced ​​off by a passing vehicle—" Sherlock pulled Ellie a little helplessly, "Be careful."

Ellie turned her head and stuck out her tongue at him.

Sherlock: ...is this person naive or not?

Ellie was about to continue breathing the air outside the window when she suddenly remembered something:

"Sherlock, when did you become so powerful?"

"Huh?" Sherlock was obviously thinking about something, so he couldn't reply immediately.

When he was thinking about responding, he found that someone had fallen asleep joltingly.

so troublesome.

Sherlock watched as someone's head banged against the window frame.

Forget it, I don't have much brains, what if the few remaining brain cells are smashed.

He called her angrily.

"Ellie?"

Ellie seemed to be leaning on Sherlock with a hum.

Sherlock raised his hand reflexively... to block it.

……

So tender.

It felt like the chicken teriyaki made by the housekeeper last night.

Sherlock's hand froze for a while, but the culprit's cheek was limp in his palm, blushing and sleeping comfortably.

He slowly and slowly brought her unoccupied head to his shoulder, and Ellie's face slowly leaned to this side.

Finally, she got on his shoulder.

Maybe because she didn't feel the softness and comfort of her palms, she rubbed her hands and found a more comfortable position.

Sherlock silently recited the skeletal muscles she was relying on, and then looked stiffly at the aisle on the bus.

It's enough to carry such a valuable head on my shoulders. If it weren't for your empty head, it's still light and I wouldn't let you rely on it.

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Ellie: Who am I? Where am I? Where am I from? Where am I going? I feel a little sleepy and I still want my dad to hug me...

zzzzZZZZZ

"Get out of the car, Ellie."

Sherlock pushed the man on his shoulder.

In fact, he originally wanted to push harder, but he didn't know why it became lighter after getting started.

Ellie opened her eyes in a daze.

"Huh? Have you arrived?"

She was very sleepy, and when she saw Sherlock got up, she pulled Sherlock by the hem of his clothes and followed behind.

Sherlock: I'm so stupid that I wouldn't know if it was sold.

He held Ellie with his backhand. Ellie probably felt soft after sleeping for a long time, and so were her hands.

After getting off the car, Ellie and Sherlock were not going in the same direction, but Ellie walked in a daze for a while before waking up.

"Hey Xiali, shouldn't you be going that way?" She reacted belatedly.

Sherlock: "Do you think you could walk home to your house with the brains you threw on the bus?"

Allie: ...

"Oh."

She didn't say anything, and then suddenly found out.

Eh... When did Sherlock suddenly like to hold her hand...?

She blinked.

"Oh, by the way, I wanted to ask you before I went to bed. When did you become so powerful?"

"What's great?"

"I mean, I can tell at a glance that Krull has a girlfriend... I really like him." Ellie has no sense of crisis.

"But he has a girlfriend and from what you've seen it's clear that he hates his girlfriend rather than her girlfriend pestering him." Sherlock pretended to be indifferent, given that he had already hurt Ellie once this morning.

"You haven't answered my question yet, did you secretly learn something behind my back?"

"Dedu (deductive method), I just read a little bit of the most basic." He himself didn't realize that there was a hint of praise in his tone, "I have paid attention to it a long time ago, but it's just some small skills."

"It's amazing, can you teach me?"

Sherlock: Where did I get the habit of shaking people's hands as soon as I ask for it? It's so annoying.

Hey, Sherlock, I'm afraid you don't know what acting like a baby is, do you?

"Learn by yourself."

He has a lot of backbone.

"Charlie~Sherlock~" Ellie let go and hugged his arm.

Sherlock didn't let go.

Although the arm feels very...

Cool

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Finally reached the door of Ellie's house, Sherlock helped Ellie ring the doorbell.

"I'm going back."

Ellie, who didn't get her wish, pursed her lips.

"Okay, okay, as long as you are happy, when will you go to the drama club again?"

Sherlock actually doesn't want to take Ellie a little bit.

But suddenly I thought of Ellie motion sickness...

"Eight o'clock on Saturday morning and four o'clock on Tuesday afternoon."

>>>>>>>>

"Every Saturday at eight o'clock in the morning and Tuesday at four o'clock in the afternoon, the drama club has training, and we can often see Krull and the instructor guarding the side," Sherlock's hands seemed restless , knocking on the solid wood table and making a dull voice, "In the last month of the performance, the training changed from two times to three times. Of course, because I was not a student of their school, they still asked me to go to two times a week. times, but each time increased by half an hour."

It was at that time that Ellie learned some half-baked piano from him.

Of course, this is not the content to be stated at this time.

"Krull and his girlfriend seem to be reconciled, although I haven't met her, I mean Krull's girlfriend," Sherlock frowned, "At that time, I thought that if we really got married Well maybe watch Krull's rehearsal..."

Neither Lestrade nor Brooke understood what Sherlock meant.

What Sherlock thought at the time was that if he came to see it, it would just dispel Ellie's boring thoughts.

"However, as a coincidence, his girlfriend didn't meet us every time he came."

"I can hear other students in the club say that their relationship seems to have rejuvenated," Sherlock said quickly, "and then after the official performance, the next day, his girlfriend was found... dead. The initial identification was suicide .”

"You remember it really clearly..." Lestrade took the few pieces of paper handed over by Brooke, and scanned them at a glance. "You are not mentioned in the file. It seems that you haven't even made a statement?"

"Obviously, I never met the girlfriend at all, and Ellie and I were pretty much inseparable, the lady... Violet Monaghan, if I recall correctly, was originally presumed to have committed suicide."

"The suicide note left probably said that he was not worthy of Krull or something."

"Krull looked very... sad."

"He insisted that Violet Monaghan was a bright and optimistic lady who couldn't have committed suicide because of such unwarranted inferiority complex. And Monaghan...if you've ever heard the name, you should know that she is Whitehall Daughter of a man in power. It so happened that Mycroft was running errands for the gentleman, and the dealings with the police happened to pass through his hands."

"Perhaps I should go to Mycroft . . . and if his brains haven't been eaten by moths, he remembers that this case earned him Mr. Monaghan's confidence into Whitehall."

He propped one hand on the table, raised his index finger to his lips.

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