Alice, who successfully intercepted the big detective from the government department, was very satisfied with the current situation.Sherlock and Dr. Watson come to help clear Frank, and government workers must not sit by and watch the "consulting detectives" drop an investigation into a looming terrorist crisis to pursue a "simple" homicide.So the current situation is that the big detective Sherlock and Dr. Watson are here to help them deal with the boss's case, and these guys in black suits standing not far away...

"Alice, why do I feel something is wrong?" Jane poked a colleague on the side.She and Michael were really excited when they saw the big detective from England appear, but the guys who claimed to be FBI agents behind them... "They seem to be discussing us." Several tall men in black suits looked blank. Said something with an expression on the side, depending on the situation, it is not very friendly.

Just now, after explaining the ins and outs of the matter clearly to Sherlock, Alice took the time to glance at the few government workers behind her. "Ignore them." Waving her hand, she was very calm.The big detective is British after all. As the saying goes, a strong dragon can't crush a snake, but now that these few government officials are present, the situation is completely different.Being able to be responsible for cooperating with the British on anti-terrorism issues, those few black suits are definitely not as simple as FBI agents. "Jane, you go out and buy coffee for them later, don't worry about anything else."

"You know how to use waste." Sherlock had already seen through Alice's plan in the conference room, but he was too lazy to expose it. "Where is Frank Lance now?" The objective detective needs to see the client first to make sure that the girl who comes to him for help is not just emotional.

"He's locked up here now." Inspector Cameron Bull has already canceled the press conference, and his boss is not yet known across the country as an ogre. "Sherlock, do you want to see him?" After receiving the affirmative answer from the big detective, Alice agreed, "No problem, I will take you to see him." After she finished speaking, she was about to lead people to the room where the suspect was held.

"Alice?" Watson stopped the anxious girl. "Sherlock, this is not Scotland Yard, and the detective here is not Lestrade..." He didn't finish the sentence, but everyone understood what he meant—how could the New York police allow a private detective to visit the suspect without authorization? And dictating the results of the investigation?

"Don't worry about it, leave this matter to me." Alice volunteered to pat her chest, "Dr. Watson, you and Sherlock, we can go in right away." Although Detective Bull stood not far away with a full face Vicious, but she wasn't worried at all.

"Miss Thorne, this..." Lawyer Green was a little worried.

"Don't worry." Signaling a few people not to worry, Alice held her head up and walked towards Detective Cameron Bull... behind.Those men in black suits who claimed to be FBI agents were slightly surprised. "Miss Thorne, what's the matter?" The other party forcibly cut off "Consulting Detective" Sherlock Holmes from them, but the big detective was willing, and they couldn't say anything.

"Mr. Holmes needs to visit Elizabeth Lance, that is, Frank Lance." Alice, who is pretending to be a tiger, has brought the behavior of pulling the banner to the extreme, "and Mr. Holmes also needs to browse the New York police's three cases this time. All the information on the disappearance case and the murder case four years ago."

"..." Dave Bach and his colleagues were a little confused. "Well, Miss Thorne, this matter..." Why are you looking for them?They also counted on the great detective to come back in a fit of rage when his investigation failed and continue to investigate the terrorists. "I'm afraid this needs to be discussed with the New York police. We..."

"The authority of the FBI is higher than that of the local police. I believe these things will not trouble you, uh... Agent Bach?" It can be seen that the person who claims to be Dave Bach seems to be a small boss, and Alice is not polite at all. . "Mr. Holmes, hurry up and finish the case in hand, and the investigation of other cases will be carried out smoothly, won't you?" In other words, if the boss's case is not over, she doesn't plan to release him.

"Well, Miss Thorne." Bach, who has already investigated Alice Thorne's life, pretended to be embarrassed, "Mr. Holmes is free to investigate which case he wants to investigate, and we have no right to interfere. The New York Police Department, we can't..." If you want to help, you can, but the big detective has to exchange something.

"The FBI is in charge of domestic anti-terrorism affairs. Since Mr. Holmes is here, he has indicated that this case involves overseas." Not in the mood to argue with others, Alice's mind turned quickly when she got serious. "Mr. Bach... I'll assume your last name is Bach. I don't know where you work? The National Security Bureau or... oh, the National Security Bureau." If you talk nonsense, call a reporter!

"..." I didn't expect the other party to be so difficult, Bach was a little dumbfounded. "Miss Thorne..." Is she looking for a young man? !

"Thank you, Agent Bach." Regardless of the expressions of the black suits in front of her, Alice thanked happily, "Then I will leave the paper work to you." Do not give way?

Watson watched the whole process, his expression a bit indescribable. "Alice, you..." He clearly remembered the cuteness of the little girl, why hasn't the painting style changed in a few months?

"Don't worry, Dr. Watson, Mr. Bach will deal with the procedural issues." Alice, who had thought of the usefulness of each other when she saw those black suits, gave herself a silent compliment, "Sherlock, let's go in." I don't know what Detective Musician and Inspector Bull said. Mr. Inspector's face was gloomy, but he didn't stop him.

"Tell me what happened again." After entering the interrogation room, the big detective leaned against the wall and motioned for Watson to ask questions.Alice followed and stood next to Sherlock, while Michael and Jane stayed outside the door.

"You are... Sherlock Holmes and John Watson?!" Frank's expression was a bit indescribable. "God, am I dreaming? Alice, this is..." Suspected by the police of murdering his favorite person, his mental state is not good.

"No, they are here to help you investigate who the real culprit is." Time is life, and there is no time for the boss to feel sorry for it, Alice interrupted quickly. "You answer whatever they ask you, you know?"

"Your girlfriend... Elizabeth Barker, tell me about her."

Watson carefully asked about the process and details according to the previous model of asking clients. Although Frank was in a bad state of mind, he also tried his best to answer all the questions out of trust in his own staff and hope for the detective duo who had become famous on the Internet. He still remembers the details.Alice stood beside Sherlock and looked at the big detective's expression, but she couldn't guess what the other party was thinking.

"Okay." When Sherlock heard how Frank was arrested, Sherlock planned for Watson, "Come here, Mr. Lance, you can go back." After finishing speaking, he went straight out.

"Sherlock?" Alice walked out after appeasing the boss, looking nervously at the big detective, "Elizabeth...I mean Frank..."

"One idiot." Without a mobile phone, it was like losing the whole world. The big detective was really in a bad mood. "Go to see Casey Young's body, then go to the scene where the body was found, and finally go to the house of the unlucky guy inside." The detective also wanted to see the scene.

"Mr. Holmes..." Detective Bach was very embarrassed.The British detectives refused to cooperate, but the British government didn't care.Although he, as a fan, really wants to see the big detective solve the murder case, but the job is still there. "Our case..." The idol is too capricious, he is really in pain and happiness.

The idol is so handsome!So much personality! ——Bach by the fanboy version.

Too willful, too willful, meeting this kind of partner at work is simply a nightmare! ——by serious and dedicated version of Bach.

"Uh... Bach, I'll send you my best assistant." Sherlock pointed at Dr. Watson with a flick of his finger, "John, follow him to collect information, and I'll go find him when I close this case." you."

<(‵^′)>You are so angry, but you still have to keep smiling.

Watson and Bach, who were lying on the ground, looked at each other. "Uh... Agent Bach, let's go." There must be something wrong between Sherlock and Alice!Otherwise, why always dismiss him!

"Why don't you let Dr. Watson come with you?" Alice asked strangely as she followed the detective to the forensic room.Shouldn't the great detective Sherlock be inseparable from Dr. Watson?

"...Didn't you want to dismiss him?" Sherlock stood outside the forensic room with an unpredictable expression, "Alice, is there anything you don't want him to know?"

Awesome my big detective!

It was just a thought that flashed through her mind, even Alice herself was not sure, but Sherlock didn't expect to see it. "I..." opened her mouth and looked at Inspector Bull following behind her. She swallowed the words back, "I'll talk to you later."

"This is Kathy Young." Bull was full of anger, but he had to obey the arrangement of his superiors and let two laymen examine the body. "The time of death is inferred to be around 11 am on November 30, and the cause of death was excessive blood loss." Pulling back the white cloth, the girl who should have been in her prime was pale, and there was a big hole in her chest.

"What do you think?" Sherlock, who habitually asked for his assistant's opinion, turned back and asked his newly appointed assistant today, but found that the other party was huddled near the door of the forensic room and did not come forward at all. "What are you doing? Come here!"

"Sherlock, I..." Staring at the ground tightly, Alice didn't dare to look up, "Otherwise I'd better go to Dr. Watson, I can't..." It's one thing to look at a photo, it's one thing to see a dead body with your own eyes. Disemboweled corpses were another matter, and she dared not go forward.

"She's dead." Sherlock probably couldn't understand ordinary people's fear of dead bodies. "Are you still worried that she will jump up and stab you?"

Inspector Bull rolled his eyes.

"I'm not worried about that..." Alice exhaled nervously, and slowly walked to the dissection table, "Sherlock, I'll get you what you need, I really don't dare to look at it." Horses, you will have nightmares, okay?

Rolling his eyes impatiently, Sherlock commanded, "Take out the magnifying glass in my pocket." The corpse is not first-hand, and the clues that can only be obtained from the forensic report are limited, "If you don't care about such a trivial matter, If I can't do it well, I don't need to look at the corpse."

"Here you are." Taking out the magnifying glass from the pocket of the long windbreaker, and handing over a pair of gloves to the detective, Alice heard Sherlock's rustling sound of examining the corpse, and felt that the white light of the forensic room made her feel chilly all over. . "Okay." Regretting that he dismissed Watson too early, Sherlock took off his gloves and threw them aside.

"There is no sexual assault, no abuse = beating, and there are only traces of binding on the body." It is the same conclusion as the forensic report.

"Have you two finished reading it?" Cameron Bull urged dissatisfiedly, "Go after reading it." Although the information was shared, he still had to continue investigating.

"Let's go out." Alice wished so much.

"Just say what you want." The scene where the body was found was not far from the headquarters of the New York Police Department, and Sherlock chose to walk.

"I..." Walking on the street with people coming and going, Alice finally got rid of that cold feeling. "Sherlock, the case four years ago, according to the information I found, that case shocked the whole country at that time, but I assure you, that case did not exist before." At least it did not exist in her memory.

"Do you suspect that this case is the result of the fusion of the world?" Sherlock, as a crime encyclopedia, is familiar with the details of all the sensational cases that happened in the past hundred years, as described in the original book, "The campus case at Columbia University four years ago... …As far as I know, that case exists.” Another incident of his cognitive discrepancy with Alice.

"But I don't remember." Alice ran a few steps to keep up with the big detective, and Alice felt her mind was in a mess. "Sherlock, do you know Hannibal Lecter?" Originally because of the investigation results of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the recent friendship with the neighbors, she no longer doubted each other, but when Alice was sorting out the information at home, she once again Starting to wonder if those might be fakes.

"Uh...I'll think about it." Taking out the trash can in the thinking palace and emptying it, a ball of paper that was about to be crushed appeared. "Hannibal Lecter... the crap TV show John saw."

"Then do you know who he is?" Is the TV series Dr. Watson watched a version of a murderer or a version of a Nobel Prize winner?

"What do you want to say? This way." Pulling back the girl who had gone astray, Sherlock asked, "The story of a psychiatrist saving patients with a good hand and kindness...boring." There are so many common sense mistakes in TV dramas that you can write another one. script.

"But in the version I've seen, Hannibal Lecter is an ogre."

"...You suspect that he did the case." Sherlock immediately understood what Alice meant.

"Yes." Nodding, Alice didn't know whether she was right or wrong. "The victim's liver was taken away. The police suspect that Kathy Young met an ogre. This case is related to the case four years ago... I really doubt him." The enthusiastic Mr. Lecter spoke with The neighbors get along well and are from S.H.I.E.L.D. Could he be the terrible ogre in the TV series?

"But you have no evidence, and the number of ogres in this world is far more than you imagined." Finally arrived at the scene where the body was found, Sherlock showed the ID issued by the police station and pulled up the cordon to signal Elle Silk comes in. "Alice, it's very dangerous to jump to conclusions before the investigation is clear." Putting on his gloves, he was speechless, "Scotland Yard should be happy, because there is finally someone who doesn't understand what is called a protection scene than they do." the police."

"He's just a little impatient." Bathed in the stunned eyes of the police officers guarding the scene, Alice quickly smoothed things over, and she pulled Sherlock to signal the big detective to pay attention to the situation. "There, it's the trash can, go and see." Sherlock's words upset her.

She couldn't help with things like scouting the scene, so she could only stand aside and watch.After watching the "Consulting Detective" kneeling and lying down to solve the case, Alice took a few photos of the scene with her mobile phone. "What did you find?" She saw Sherlock put away something.

"Mr. Holmes, what have you found?" In the Internet age, celebrities in Britain are celebrities in the world, and a small police officer at the scene came up with great interest, "Have you found any clues to the murderer?" Well, it must be He is a little fan who has read Dr. Watson's blog.

"The murderer's height is between 175 cm and 180 cm, and he is 30 to 35 years old. He is in good shape, has a certain social status, and has financial ability." Sherlock took off the dirty gloves and threw them to the little policeman. "He has a blue Chevrolet sedan, and the place where the hostages are being held is no more than 3 kilometers away from here."

"What?" Alice was a little confused.It is understandable to be physically strong and financially capable, and it is also understandable for people who are too young to commit such criminal acts, but how did the blue Chevrolet sedan and the location of the hostages be deduced?

"After the murderer threw the body, the car accidentally rubbed against the wall." Sherlock pointed to a very inconspicuous corner on the wall in the alley, "Call your people to come and collect evidence." With a wink, he motioned to Ellie Silk went with him.

"What did you take?" Alice asked curiously, leaving the crime scene far behind.The big detective's explanation just now was clearly a deliberate diversion of attention.

"This." A dirty little piece of paper.

"This is..." The little piece of paper smelled like any other item in the trash can.The writing on it has been completely covered by stains. "What's this?"

"When I was in the forensic room, I noticed that the clothes worn by the corpse had a special smell." Sherlock took out a small bag and put the note in it. "Then I noticed that the clothes on Kathy Young were very old." Old as a period drama costume.

"You mean..." Alice felt that she had grasped something vaguely.

"The clothes Kathy Young is wearing have signs of fraying, old clothes that have been worn, and the material and style are also from the last century. But who would wear such ugly clothes in this era? So that is An old piece of clothing that has been kept by the murderer for more than ten years." The detective spoke quickly, "But the clothes worn by the deceased were clean, and there were no other stains other than blood stains. What do you think is the reason?"

"The clothes have been washed." The murderer also washed the clothes before committing the crime?

"Yes, and it was washed with a special brand of detergent." Sherlock, who was like a dog's nose, nodded, "And this little piece of paper also has the same smell."

Brother, how did you smell the detergent from the trash can?

"You mean..." The size of the small piece of paper... "This is a laundry ticket?" The murderer left such important evidence at the scene? !

"Yes, and I just found out on the Internet that a laundry shop less than 3 kilometers away from here uses this kind of detergent." A familiar mobile phone appeared in front of Alice.

"When did you...forget it." Alice breathed out after her mobile phone was confiscated, "Then shall we go to the laundromat now?" The detective is really fast.

"Yes." If you have a clue, of course you have to look nearby, "taxi!" One of Sherlock Holmes' skills, beckon to a taxi.

"Oh!"

The last scene that flashed before Alice's eyes was Sherlock rushing over and rolling her to the ground.

The author has something to say: I’m a little skinny today, don’t be disgusted, everyone, there will be more claws tomorrow, okay?

Thank you for the three landmines in c language, (づ ̄3 ̄)づ╭?~kiss

Thank you for the babies who watered the nutrient solution and left messages, hugs, love,?(^?^●)?

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