Every reincarnation is at the murder scene

Q: What was it like to be forced to take a leave of absence?

Yue Chen: Thank you for the invitation, paid vacation, eating and drinking until death, holding the air conditioner and blowing it hard, and you can drive the space-time shuttle to go around when you are bored. Xie Nan is a talent, and Mr. Shenying B is nice to speak. Going back to the office is like going home , I like der very much.

In the past, no matter what Yue Fen and Xie Nan did, they didn't care about it. After all, they needed to operate these precious energies, and these energies were not something ordinary people could control. All in all, it is not easy to cultivate a scarce talent.

Normally, they are willing to give the green light to "Declassification" as long as it does not touch the central interests, but this time it is different from the past, and the South Vietnamese border has been reconciled.

Zhou Haoran's case involves too many influences. He has been in the fourth game for so many years without talking about anything else. Just his connections, favors, and so-and-so's weaknesses are enough for him to live a smooth life. No matter how in-depth the investigation is, even if it is an investigation, it must be investigated quietly. How can this big tiger be moved by these two people!

Even if people are captured, will his subordinates let them go?

Well, all the things that shouldn’t be done have been done, the various forces have been broken, and the battle for power is imminent. At this time, some people want to kill the two people who broke the balance, and some people want to keep them. When they are stalemate, let the two people go on vacation to fend for themselves. ——On the surface, the vacation is actually a restriction of authority, and they are prohibited from participating in any energy-absorbing work.

After the holiday, Xie Nan opened a player account to slaughter the rankings everywhere, and got mixed up, while Yue Zhe "borrowed" the shuttle to travel and hang out.

After visiting domestic and foreign countries, she had a lot of fun. When the shuttle turned red, she realized that she had used up the energy of the shuttle. This is not the point, the point is that she hasn't brought the charger yet!

Without a charger, the shuttle can only slowly absorb and accumulate the energy of this world, and it will take ten years before it can be used normally, except of course, if Xie Nan can find out that she is missing in advance.

For Yue Chen, ten years is neither too long nor too short, and he is living wherever he is, so he can make do with it.

Without any hesitation, three seconds later, she made a short-term plan in her mind - to make money!No matter how hard it is, you can’t suffer yourself, can you?

Calling up the navigation panel, Yue Fen looked at the landing site and fell into deep thought.

[London, England. ]

221B Baker Street.

The door of dusty memory was opened, and Yue Fen suddenly remembered the pen pal he hadn't contacted for a long time.

Sherlock Holmes.

For Yu Yuefeng, Sherlock is a very special existence, who is also a teacher and a friend, allowing her to break free from reincarnation and have the courage to move forward.

The more you get to know him, the clearer he is, the more you know that Sherlock has a low EQ, a bad temper, and loves to hate others. He likes to stick exciting things on his arms when he is unhappy. He is an opportunist, a high-functioning anti-social personality, and has shortcomings. There are more advantages than advantages, and the family relationship is complicated... It is precisely because of this that he has become an irreplaceable and shining person.

Otherwise, how could Yue Fen have such beautiful thoughts when he was young?

Thinking of what she had done before, Yue Chi didn't know how to face Sherlock for a while, and she glanced at the current time in a daze.

The plot hasn't started yet!She hasn't done anything yet!

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"Bang bang bang-"

The sound of the wooden warehouse pierced the silent night, and then came a strong female voice, "Sherlock! What did you do to my wall! That is my new wall!"

It seemed to be responding to the other party, and there were four more sounds from the wooden barn upstairs.

"Sherlock!" Mrs. Hudson said angrily when the door was opened, "This is the fourth time you have broken my wall this month!"

"The money will be deducted from my rent."

With a mess of curly hair on his head, Sherlock jumped off the sofa, and his dark blue silk pajamas drew a curve. He wrinkled his nose, "A cup of coffee."

Mrs. Hudson said angrily, "I'm not your maid, and it's so late that I only have black tea! You haven't been out of the house Sherlock for a week, you should go out more..."

Before the other party finished speaking, Sherlock played his own violin, "He is a liar, not some down-and-out nobleman, he is addicted to alcohol, drugs, domestic violence and gambling, that's how his ex-wife left him, and he just tricked you because you are the richest person out there." of………"

Mrs. Hudson took out her new dress tonight and put on a delicate makeup just for a date. Some time ago, she met a handsome and humorous man at the foundation, who claimed to be the current president of the foundation. , a single down-and-out aristocrat.

Men have so much money that they have no place to spend it, so they can only set up a foundation to donate to those who need help more.

After a few days of contact, the man launched a fierce pursuit of Mrs. Hudson. Mrs. Hudson has been reserved for a few days, and she is going to formally respond to him tonight. Now Sherlock says that the other party is a liar. Mrs. Hudson never Without doubting Sherlock's words, holding his shattered heart, he screamed, "He's a liar!!"

"Of course he is a liar. I can understand that sex is the best way for mammals to release hormones that have no place to rest, but..." Sherlock sneered, "You still have a bad eye for men after all these years, oh, this comparison Your ex-husband is better, the foundation is real, and all the money is in his pocket."

In the morning, he found an invoice for the foundation's donation in Mrs. Hudson's pocket. The invoice didn't even need to be checked. The format was wrong, and it was obvious that it was a forgery.

A little money is nothing, as long as Mrs. Hudson is happy, but the problem is that Sherlock saw that there is a real estate certificate under the invoice!Is this for getting married? ! !

There were no cases left or right, so Sherlock helped Mrs. Hudson conduct a small investigation.

Sure enough, it fell again.

When Mrs. Hudson walked downstairs angrily, Watson came in through the door carrying a few small boxes. Seeing that the other party's face was not very good-looking, he glanced upstairs, "Did Sherlock make you angry again? I Just heard the sound of the wooden barn, and Sherlock broke the wall again?"

"No, it's not me this time."

Upstairs, the sound of the violin stopped, and Sherlock snorted, "I just helped her see the world clearly, otherwise we would have to sleep on the street if we were deceived." Although this is impossible.

Mrs. Hudson patted her chest and explained the whole story clearly. Watson surprised the other party with the small box in his hand. "There is a new dessert shop at the end of the street. The baked biscuits smell good so I bought some."

After smelling it, Mrs. Hudson nodded, "It's really delicious, and the biscuits are even better with black tea. Wait! I'll make some for you."

"let me help you."

"No, just go with Sherlock."

Stepping up the steps, Watson was stopped by Sherlock before he entered the room. He sniffed and changed his clothes excitedly when he smelled the smell of cream in the air.

Even though they didn't get along for a long time, Watson knew there was a case when he saw this expression!

"Is there a client here today? What is the case?" Watson asked, following behind Sherlock, "Who is the client?"

"I got her." Sherlock repeated with a raised voice while wearing a scarf, "I got her!"

Watson was a little confused, so he asked, "Who?"

"The legendary mysterious man."

Sherlock hasn't taken a decent case for a long time, no matter how much he picks and picks before, there are still some decent cases. The group of unsolved cases in Scotland Yard will eventually be transferred to him... until the mysterious man appears .

"You-Know-Who" was first seen at a high-end restaurant, where she met the murderer while eating, and later found the real murderer with just a glass of wine, when Lestrade had just called him to hang his Interest is over.

The second time was in a bank robbery, the third time was in a museum robbery, the fourth time...

With the "mysterious man", Scotland Yard's case detection rate has increased by several percentage points, not to mention that the other party has a better temper than Sherlock, and he will not meet with others to reveal the privacy of others, so Scotland Yard specially hired her as the second consultant .

Full-time, the kind that takes money for everything.

Lestrade shared every case, big and small, with Sherlock, not to mention some cases that really interested Sherlock.

After being cut off for a long time, Sherlock became more and more bored, and the frequency of tearing down walls and playing the violin soared.

Watson had also heard from Lestrade about "The Mystery Man," a young, beautiful, and learned lady.

Watson is also interested in "Mysterious Man", but "Mysterious Man" is very busy. Every time he and Sherlock go to Scotland Yard, he can't see anyone. The other party is either at the crime scene or on the way to the crime scene.

Watson followed closely, "Where are you looking for it so late?"

"Dessert shop." After Sherlock finished speaking, he walked quickly towards the end of the street. "Did you go to her office so many times and didn't remember this smell? It smells like butter cheese cranberry biscuits."

"????" Watson came back to his senses, "You mean the biscuits I brought back? But it's just a dessert shop."

"Lestrade said that she worked as a consultant there to save money to open a dessert shop." According to her non-scrupulous approach, the cases solved every month plus the profit commission, almost now can buy a shop It just so happens that a dessert shop opened on Baker Street. The biscuits in the shop taste the same as those in her office. Is it such a coincidence?

In addition to distinguishing different types of soot, Sherlock's nose can roughly distinguish what is added to the biscuit.

At the end of the street, a dessert shop decorated in a fresh forest style appeared in front of the two of them, and beside the open glass door was written the words [Your new store is open, today's special dessert poplar nectar, three people together, one person free of charge].

Sherlock took a look twice, and made sure that this person was not arranged by McCoff, and there was no McCoff's eyeliner around.

He pursed his excitedly chapped lips, "This is it."

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Yue Chen: It’s just the right meal~#Thinking about life with little property leftJPG