[Comprehensive British and American] Sherlock shows love everyday

The author has something to say: This is the fourth version of Chapter 3, crying... In order to make up for the lack of update yesterday, all the babies who leave a message in Chapter 3 will be given a red envelope, which will be sent before the update tomorrow night.

Preview: Coulson is just playing with soy sauce as a foreshadowing for the following, the key point is still to roll up~~ Next chapter, Xiao Ai live broadcasts eating high heels

Thank you Fanhuasijin and Mo Jiuge for mine, okay?

Thank you for your nourishment, kiss

读者“第九区のonepiece”,灌溉营养液+12017-03-0312:22:25

读者“凉川忆锦”,灌溉营养液+102017-03-0301:36:18

读者“太纸殿下”,灌溉营养液+52017-03-0212:24:15

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读者“一只黑喵子”,灌溉营养液+12017-03-0119:55:30

读者“c语言”,灌溉营养液+202017-03-0119:25:17

Life is full of surprises.

Alice was sitting in a small conference room in Scotland Yard, her chin resting on her hands, looking at the man sitting in front of her.

Five minutes earlier, a man dubbed "Moriarty" by Inspector Lestrade had broken into the interrogation room she was in with bodyguards.Mr. Inspector, who felt despised, was yelled at by his immediate superior before he could get angry.Although he was clearly ordered to "don't bother with this matter", the conscientious Lestrade still did not allow Moriarty to take Alice away. A small, dark conference room.Moriarty sneered a few times and did not refuse. As a suspected suspect, Alice did not have the right to refuse, so 5 minutes later, she was invited into this conference room by Mr. Detective, together with the master criminal.

"Mr. Moriarty." Lestrade, who already knew the other party's identity clearly from Sherlock, would naturally not believe the rhetoric that "the professor of Oxford University came to pick up the students", plus the fact that Justin Cooper provided He was already very convinced that the dead Professor Will Kingsley must have inadvertently known some secrets that caused his murder.Sherlock has been quietly notified that what Mr. Lestrade has to do is to delay the time and keep people. "Miss Thorne is entering the country for the first time, so the procedure will be a bit slower." The question now is, what secret does this female student in front of me have that makes Moriarty not hesitate to show up to lead her in person?

Moriarty snorted contemptuously, but didn't answer.

"Miss Thorne." Moriarty's words were awkward, but the female student was an ordinary person after all.Lestrade thought that although he was not as smart as Sherlock, but with his many years of experience in the police force, he would not be able to catch a little girl saying, "I didn't expect you to know Professor Moriarty." "James Moriarty's external occupation is a professor of mathematics at Oxford University and a well-known mathematician.

Alice looked at Lestrade tiredly, then turned her head to look at the master criminal sitting on the sofa.She did know Moriarty, but that was in the BBC dramas and in Sir Conan Doyle's novels.Even if she didn't encounter some good things in her dreams, she wouldn't be able to stage a thriller every day, right?Sighing, Alice replied helplessly, "No, I don't know." If she could really know a tall figure like Moriarty in real life, she would definitely rush to take a photo with him and ask for his autograph ——Don't care about black and white, the other party is a well-known figure anyway.

With years of experience as a police detective, Lestrade felt that Alice was not lying. "So……"

"Boom."The door of the meeting room was opened vigorously.

"Sherlock." Relieved, Lestrade waited for the rescuers.

"Oh, Sherlock?" The reason why Moriarty sat here relaxed was because Mycroft had made it clear that he would manage Sherlock well and not let the big detective get involved in this matter.But as expected, Mycroft's agents failed to stop Sherlock. "Good evening." He greeted warmly, and the criminal master was still sitting on the spot with his old god.

"Good evening, Mr. Moriarty." The man called "Sherlock" wore a long black trench coat, was tall and had a deep voice.Alice looked up curiously while lying on the desk, and looked up at the "Mr. Holmes" in her dream.

Well, handsomer than Benny.Alice thought.

"Sherlock, I thought you were busy with the subway explosion recently." With his legs crossed, Moriarty expressed sincerity, "What? Why are you free to come to Scotland Yard today?" Master has no effect.

"Oh, that case is so stupid." The big detective who concluded that Moriarty had a conspiracy after just one glance shrugged his shoulders pretending to be relaxed, "A few brainwashed fools went to the black market to buy Sta The leftover products of Ke Industry want to dedicate their lives to God, and it doesn’t matter whether God wants to see them or not.” After casually complaining about the terrorists, Sherlock turned his attention to the curious man lying on the conference table with his hands on his face. Alice staring at him and John.

Alice was taken aback by the sharp eyes cast by the big detective.

"This is Miss Thorne, Alice Thorne, a student of Professor Will Kingsley." Lestrade hurriedly introduced.

"Good evening, Miss Thorne." The long-legged star stepped in front of Alice in two steps, and looked down at the curious girl. "No more than 20 years old, American, only daughter, grew up in New York, her parents engaged in intelligence work, and lived alone since she was a child." With a simple glance, he saw Alice's life, "The people in your social circle There are not many but the quality is good, and most of the people I know are older than you, and they used to work and are still working in certain 'illegal jobs'." With one hand on the table, Sherlock leaned closer to Alice, "I'm very happy. Curious how your country’s law enforcement agencies will treat a mathematician who is a potential threat, and” he reached out and knocked on the table, the big detective stood up straight, “whether the tax agency will check the property of the person under investigation, friendly reminder, black market The cash sales of the auction house are sometimes clearer than the auction house's bookkeeping."

Sure enough, you can't do bad things!

Alice almost jumped up in fright when she was robbed by the dream character.

There is no other reason, she has a guilty conscience.

As a 19-year-old girl, Alice's preferences are very ordinary - beautiful clothes, beautiful shoes, fine jewelry.But the problem is that, relying on the pocket money given by her parents, Alice can't afford so many things.

But as the saying goes, knowledge is power!

After studying for graduate school, Alice met her mentor in life, Professor Will Kingsley.Professor Kingsley is a good teacher who is both devoted to academics and caring about his students.When he knew that Alice wanted to make money, he took the initiative to introduce jobs to his favorite student.From formula derivation calculations in biopharmaceutical companies to government agency investigations, because Alice is smart and capable and has a good teacher introduction, she can always grab the most profitable small part-time jobs.But this behavior sometimes has hidden risks.

To put it bluntly, some of the work Alice did...wasn't quite legal.For example this time.

Professor Kingsley took a very interesting job a few months ago. The client brought a self-printed book and asked Professor Kingsley to decipher the information hidden in it.Kingsley, who had been deciphering it alone for two months and had no idea, gathered four of his best students to discuss it after obtaining the client's consent. The others were not interested, but Alice was very interested.Later, Professor Kingsley, who saw that Alice was eager to try, simply handed over the work to his students after greeting the client.Alice took the job, but the final deciphered result was just a long list of disconnected Russian words.

Who would spend 60 US dollars for such a mere ten Russian words?

After knowing the result, Professor Kingsley and Alice nodded tacitly, and then handed over the result to the client.What made them even more puzzled was that the other party actually paid all the $60 in cash.

Knowing that the matter this time might be more serious than expected, Alice came to London two days later with the help of Professor Kingsley, in order to deal with the large amount of cash in her hand as soon as possible.To be cautious, she gave up the most commonly used method in the past, but through a previous client, she exchanged the cash for euros on the black market, and then made a few detours, bought bitcoins, and finally exchanged them into bank balances , deposited in a bank.

Tax evasion and tax evasion are illegal, Alice is really guilty.But she has done this before, why is she so guilty this time that she will be interrogated in her dreams? !

"Miss Thorne." It could be seen that the girl in front of him was distracted, and the big detective knocked on the table dissatisfied. "We can hand over your belongings to the US police for investigation. I believe they will find more interesting things from you." Knowing clearly that the mathematician on the opposite side must have done more than this, Sherlock threatened, "Or we can not notify the US police." But this is conditional.

"What do you want?" Alice, who was threatened by the "dream figure", straightened her body and leaned on the back of the chair, crossing her hands on the table, without fear, "This...Mr. Holmes." Pointing to the side full of people Her face was surprised to look at her detective, Alice provoked, "If I remember correctly, don't you seem to be a police officer?" Ah, the baby actually stabbed the big detective!

"You know me." Sherlock pulled a chair and sat on it, ignoring the naive provocation of the girl opposite, "You also know this Professor Moriarty." He pointed back at the criminal who was sitting on the sofa by the door Master, "Professor Kingsley has been killed, George Wesley was poisoned and comatose, and another student who participated in your discussion that day disappeared. You are suspected of participating in illegal activities and obtaining huge profits, and the matter is now involving Moriarty. The big detective lowered his head and approached, his eyes were cold as he spoke extremely fast, "Miss Thorne, you'd better tell everything you know, otherwise..." The threat is self-evident.

"Miss Thorne, I advise you to tell the truth." Lestrade announced his official identity quickly.

Tax evasion is a no-brainer, I was caught by the police even in my dreams.

Alice supported her chin with one hand, and pointed at Moriarty who was sitting watching the play with the other, "Okay, you want me to tell the truth, right? Then you should catch him first." From the chair Standing up, Alice walked in front of the criminal master, "No matter how high the professor's salary at Oxford University is, it won't be so high that they can be squandered at will. The two bodyguards standing outside stretched out their hands neatly and professionally. They must have retired from the army." Stretching out her hand, she touched the button of the man's suit on the sofa, "Westwood's high-end suit, professor, your clothes are worth the entire worth of Inspector Lestrade." She ignored the arrow shot in the knee behind her. Inspector, Alice stood up straight and looked at the two bodyguards standing outside the meeting room, "What kind of mathematics professor would come in and out of the police station with two bodyguards with military background and hidden weapons at will, only to be caught by the police?" The higher-ups deliberately ignored it? By the way, don’t you need a security check to enter the police station? The two big men outside each have at least two guns on their bodies.” Thank you Papa, who is an agent, for the popular science.

Walking back to the big detective, Alice did not show any weakness, "You accused me of having illegal income and being involved in criminal activities, so wouldn't this Mr. Professor, who I have never met but broke into the police station to pick him up, be more suspicious? Keeping her hands on the table, she leaned down and looked at Sherlock, "Mr. Detective, are you really so stupid that you can't think of this, or do you want to be picky and deliberately bully people?" Even in a dream, Nor can she admit that she has done bad things - who knows if she will be heard talking in her sleep?

"Uh...cough cough." Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was tense, Watson could only interrupt. "Miss Thorne, Sherlock didn't mean that..." The kind doctor thought that girls would know Sherlock because they had read his blog.And as a blogger, he couldn't bear to be too harsh on his fans.

#On the Self-Cultivation of an Internet Celebrity#

"Oh, Alice, what you said is not the same as what Professor Kingsley said." Moriarty, who was also lying on the gun, changed his mind at this time. The little girl is more difficult than he expected. If this is the case, it is better to let the matter go It's easier for Sherlock.Putting down the cup in his hand, Moriarty got up and walked to Alice, took out a business card and handed it over. "See you at school." After finishing speaking, he ignored the others and walked out directly.

Alice held the business card of the big boss of the villain, bathed in the harsher eyes of the positive characters, and felt a little anxious.Why is she still awake?Don't oversleep on the plane.

"Boom, boom, boom".There was a clear and rhythmic knock on the door, and at some point, another man in a black suit appeared at the door. "Mr. Holmes, Inspector Lestrade." The visitor smiled politely, then turned his gaze to Alice, "Miss Thorne, I am Phil Coulson, the lawyer appointed by your parents, you may now Come with me."