[Comprehensive] Curly detective fancy strategy
Chapter 20 The Golden Virgin
In the library of Oxford University, Helen is going to borrow some books to read.
It's just that she just walked to the bookshelf and saw the fbi agent who was concentrating on reading a book, that genius little doctor.
Helen paced back and forth on the spot, but finally she mustered up the courage to come forward and say hello, "Dr. Reid, hello."
After hearing this, Reid was finally willing to take his head back from the book, and looked at Helen with a pair of clean and clear eyes, a little confused.
However, when he came back to his senses, he immediately restrained and shy, and said a little uneasy: "Hello, Miss Evans."
Then, there was silence, because neither of them spoke anymore.
Helen twisted her fingers a little helplessly, thinking: I have already greeted him, and I have done my best to be polite, so can I just leave like this?
Rhett is sensitive and shy, which makes it difficult for him to communicate with others, especially when it comes to getting along with women, which makes him easily nervous and overwhelmed.
Of course, he fully felt the embarrassment of such a cold scene, and he was almost crying in his heart. If Morgan was here, it would definitely not be like this.
But if he knew, he would definitely laugh at his whining.
Of course, when you are with a woman, you should take the initiative to bring up the topic and talk, and you can't let the woman rack her brains to create a topic. This is the basic rule of making friends that Morgan taught him.
However, neither Rhett nor Helen are the ones who take the initiative to bring up the topic. Both of them also have autistic tendencies, like to stay in their own world, and are not good at communicating with the outside world.
"Do you want to read a book together?" Rhett tried hard for a while, his face was blushing, and he finally squeezed out such a sentence.
Helen was taken aback when she heard the words. She had nothing to do now, and it was hard to refuse Dr. Reid's kind invitation, so she nodded slightly.
Then, the two of them each took a book they liked to read and sat quietly in the library to read it all afternoon.
The corners of Rhett's lips were slightly raised, but he tried hard to flatten his lip line, so as not to let his pride and pride be so obvious.
See, it's actually not that hard to talk to girls, and Morgan can't make fun of him about it anymore.
However, Morgan, who learned about this incident afterwards: "..." His mood is really indescribable.
Helen and Rhett became acquainted with each other because of reading books in the library for an afternoon, or the two people have too much in common because they are attracted to each other.
The same sensitive and shy, not good at communicating with others, but they all have a pure and kind heart like a child.
They don't like doing physical work and sports, don't like to use e-mail, fear social networking and other high-tech tools, and have no sense of current fashion. Helen finally realized the benefits of finding a friend with the same temperament and hobbies.
"Hey, Helen, who else is there?"
Helen and Rhett were arguing over a math problem on a bench on the campus of Oxford University when Professor Moriarty, who hadn't seen him for a long time, walked over gracefully.
"Professor, this is Dr. Rhett. He has a Ph.D. in Mathematics. Rhett, this is mine. Professor of Mathematics, Moriarty, is very good."
Helen introduced them to each other. Moriarty gave Rhett a serious look when he heard that, and then he showed a gentle and friendly smile, and stretched out his hand to Rhett: "Nice to meet you, Dr. Rhett."
Rhett looked at Moriarty's outstretched hand with a wrinkled face. He innocently pursed his lips and said solemnly: "Actually, I think kissing is healthier than shaking hands."
Moriarty's smiling face froze, and he withdrew his hand rather embarrassingly. What kind of damned strange theory is this?
Because he kept reminding himself that this is a foreign country, he should not be too casual, and must be restrained, so it was very difficult for Reid to prove that he did not recite a lot of data.
Apart from this little episode, Moriarty and Rhett did have a good chat. Both of them are geniuses in mathematics and knowledgeable. When they were about to leave in the end, they were a little bit unfulfilled. The two even exchanged phone calls. Number.
Helen went back to the library to return the books, but suddenly all the lights went out, and the surrounding was dark.
Helen was not afraid of the dark, but standing alone in a silent library like this was indeed quite creepy.
However, before Helen could think about what to do now, she was thrown to the ground.
The pain of falling to the ground was ignored because of the touch of the man pressing on her body. Helen pushed him away in horror and shouted angrily: "Sherlock, get up!"
Even though it was still dark around, Helen couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she would not mistake his aura.
She was always forced to have physical contact with Sherlock due to various accidents. This was the only man Helen had physical contact with except her father. She naturally remembered the smell of him.
"Damn it!" Sherlock immediately jumped up and chased towards the door, without even thinking about saying a word to Helen.
Helen was at a loss....
But the next day, when Helen came home, she found a pink and purple rose planted on the handrail in front of the door.
She was about to pick it up strangely, but Sherlock who didn't know where to go snatched it with white gloves.
"You dare to touch things of unknown origin. I'm really curious how you have survived until now?"
Sherlock's unique mocking and indifferent tone, only this time he is dressed as a postman.
However, no matter what Sherlock pretends to be, Helen can always see through him at a glance.
Helen thought to herself: I also want to wear gloves before holding things. How can I touch them directly with my hands?
However, the key point now is not this, but: "Sherlock, why, you appear? No matter, I am, where."
Helen finally asked this crucial question, but Sherlock told her straightforwardly without any guilt or affectation: "I am lurking around you like a murderer. Otherwise, why do you think I would So showing up in time to save you?"
"It was the librarian last time, is it the florist this time?" Sherlock looked at the freshly picked rose thoughtfully.
Speaking of which, last time he was a library cleaner himself, this time he was a postman.
Seeing Sherlock who said it was a matter of course to spy on her life, Helen was suspiciously silent.
"Why, I feel, can't, your sight?"
Helen was puzzled by this, she was always sensitive to sight, but this time, whether it was Sherlock's or the murderer's, they were spying on her life, but she didn't realize it.
"Both the murderer and I noticed your sensitivity to sight, so we naturally took measures to prevent you from discovering it."
"Unfortunately, he still left such an obvious clue, gameover!"
Sherlock stared at the rose in his hand with shining eyes, and raised his chin proudly but confidently and said.
Sherlock has solved the case. According to his style, he will naturally go to the tiger's den alone.
However, Helen quickly notified Scotland Yard and the two FBIs behind him.
When they arrived, they saw Sherlock squatting beside a bloody man with a deep expression on his face.
There were two deep teeth marks on the man's neck, and he was bound with five flowers. There was a card on his body: "Damn man, presented by R!"
The author has something to say: Juan Fu is a man who can take a very bastard thing for granted hahaha
Tomorrow this will be over, cute
It's just that she just walked to the bookshelf and saw the fbi agent who was concentrating on reading a book, that genius little doctor.
Helen paced back and forth on the spot, but finally she mustered up the courage to come forward and say hello, "Dr. Reid, hello."
After hearing this, Reid was finally willing to take his head back from the book, and looked at Helen with a pair of clean and clear eyes, a little confused.
However, when he came back to his senses, he immediately restrained and shy, and said a little uneasy: "Hello, Miss Evans."
Then, there was silence, because neither of them spoke anymore.
Helen twisted her fingers a little helplessly, thinking: I have already greeted him, and I have done my best to be polite, so can I just leave like this?
Rhett is sensitive and shy, which makes it difficult for him to communicate with others, especially when it comes to getting along with women, which makes him easily nervous and overwhelmed.
Of course, he fully felt the embarrassment of such a cold scene, and he was almost crying in his heart. If Morgan was here, it would definitely not be like this.
But if he knew, he would definitely laugh at his whining.
Of course, when you are with a woman, you should take the initiative to bring up the topic and talk, and you can't let the woman rack her brains to create a topic. This is the basic rule of making friends that Morgan taught him.
However, neither Rhett nor Helen are the ones who take the initiative to bring up the topic. Both of them also have autistic tendencies, like to stay in their own world, and are not good at communicating with the outside world.
"Do you want to read a book together?" Rhett tried hard for a while, his face was blushing, and he finally squeezed out such a sentence.
Helen was taken aback when she heard the words. She had nothing to do now, and it was hard to refuse Dr. Reid's kind invitation, so she nodded slightly.
Then, the two of them each took a book they liked to read and sat quietly in the library to read it all afternoon.
The corners of Rhett's lips were slightly raised, but he tried hard to flatten his lip line, so as not to let his pride and pride be so obvious.
See, it's actually not that hard to talk to girls, and Morgan can't make fun of him about it anymore.
However, Morgan, who learned about this incident afterwards: "..." His mood is really indescribable.
Helen and Rhett became acquainted with each other because of reading books in the library for an afternoon, or the two people have too much in common because they are attracted to each other.
The same sensitive and shy, not good at communicating with others, but they all have a pure and kind heart like a child.
They don't like doing physical work and sports, don't like to use e-mail, fear social networking and other high-tech tools, and have no sense of current fashion. Helen finally realized the benefits of finding a friend with the same temperament and hobbies.
"Hey, Helen, who else is there?"
Helen and Rhett were arguing over a math problem on a bench on the campus of Oxford University when Professor Moriarty, who hadn't seen him for a long time, walked over gracefully.
"Professor, this is Dr. Rhett. He has a Ph.D. in Mathematics. Rhett, this is mine. Professor of Mathematics, Moriarty, is very good."
Helen introduced them to each other. Moriarty gave Rhett a serious look when he heard that, and then he showed a gentle and friendly smile, and stretched out his hand to Rhett: "Nice to meet you, Dr. Rhett."
Rhett looked at Moriarty's outstretched hand with a wrinkled face. He innocently pursed his lips and said solemnly: "Actually, I think kissing is healthier than shaking hands."
Moriarty's smiling face froze, and he withdrew his hand rather embarrassingly. What kind of damned strange theory is this?
Because he kept reminding himself that this is a foreign country, he should not be too casual, and must be restrained, so it was very difficult for Reid to prove that he did not recite a lot of data.
Apart from this little episode, Moriarty and Rhett did have a good chat. Both of them are geniuses in mathematics and knowledgeable. When they were about to leave in the end, they were a little bit unfulfilled. The two even exchanged phone calls. Number.
Helen went back to the library to return the books, but suddenly all the lights went out, and the surrounding was dark.
Helen was not afraid of the dark, but standing alone in a silent library like this was indeed quite creepy.
However, before Helen could think about what to do now, she was thrown to the ground.
The pain of falling to the ground was ignored because of the touch of the man pressing on her body. Helen pushed him away in horror and shouted angrily: "Sherlock, get up!"
Even though it was still dark around, Helen couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she would not mistake his aura.
She was always forced to have physical contact with Sherlock due to various accidents. This was the only man Helen had physical contact with except her father. She naturally remembered the smell of him.
"Damn it!" Sherlock immediately jumped up and chased towards the door, without even thinking about saying a word to Helen.
Helen was at a loss....
But the next day, when Helen came home, she found a pink and purple rose planted on the handrail in front of the door.
She was about to pick it up strangely, but Sherlock who didn't know where to go snatched it with white gloves.
"You dare to touch things of unknown origin. I'm really curious how you have survived until now?"
Sherlock's unique mocking and indifferent tone, only this time he is dressed as a postman.
However, no matter what Sherlock pretends to be, Helen can always see through him at a glance.
Helen thought to herself: I also want to wear gloves before holding things. How can I touch them directly with my hands?
However, the key point now is not this, but: "Sherlock, why, you appear? No matter, I am, where."
Helen finally asked this crucial question, but Sherlock told her straightforwardly without any guilt or affectation: "I am lurking around you like a murderer. Otherwise, why do you think I would So showing up in time to save you?"
"It was the librarian last time, is it the florist this time?" Sherlock looked at the freshly picked rose thoughtfully.
Speaking of which, last time he was a library cleaner himself, this time he was a postman.
Seeing Sherlock who said it was a matter of course to spy on her life, Helen was suspiciously silent.
"Why, I feel, can't, your sight?"
Helen was puzzled by this, she was always sensitive to sight, but this time, whether it was Sherlock's or the murderer's, they were spying on her life, but she didn't realize it.
"Both the murderer and I noticed your sensitivity to sight, so we naturally took measures to prevent you from discovering it."
"Unfortunately, he still left such an obvious clue, gameover!"
Sherlock stared at the rose in his hand with shining eyes, and raised his chin proudly but confidently and said.
Sherlock has solved the case. According to his style, he will naturally go to the tiger's den alone.
However, Helen quickly notified Scotland Yard and the two FBIs behind him.
When they arrived, they saw Sherlock squatting beside a bloody man with a deep expression on his face.
There were two deep teeth marks on the man's neck, and he was bound with five flowers. There was a card on his body: "Damn man, presented by R!"
The author has something to say: Juan Fu is a man who can take a very bastard thing for granted hahaha
Tomorrow this will be over, cute
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