Every reincarnation is at the murder scene

"Irene?" Watson couldn't help being curious when he saw three red question marks drawn on the photo belonging to Irene, "Is there any connection between her and Y?"

"It doesn't look like it, but..." Sherlock connected all the rest of the people on the photo wall together, "Look, the appointment in Samara."

"what?"

"A story about a stupid businessman and a god of death. Everything humans do has a certain probability in it. Using some small means to calculate the probability, humans can predict what will happen in the next second and avoid death." Xia Xia Locke roughly told Watson the content of the story, snorting coldly, "The story I hate the most."

"Then what does this have to do with them?"

"Of course." Sherlock pointed to the group of people on the left, "These are from Moriarty, and these are from Mycroft. Management with certain requirements, they are unlikely to attack Moriarty, let alone this woman, similarly, Moriarty will not attack Mycroft, there should be an agreement between him and that woman "Combined with the analysis of the behavior of these people, there must be something wrong with the two parties attacking Irene for no reason...

"Their purpose is obvious, they just want to kill each other."

Watson: "Is it possible that Irene offended a certain power, and that person wants to get Irene's mobile phone?"

"Of course it's impossible. Whoever did it under Mycroft or Moriarty's men, not to mention that she regards the phone as her own life, and she will definitely open it forcibly..." Sherlock paused suddenly when he said this, "Wait Wait! Who moved! A third party!"

Based on the analysis of the world that Yuezhao has experienced in the past, it is not difficult for Sherlock to imagine the purpose and method of the task based on the content of the task.

What do the two have in common?

Moriarty and McCoff's men.

One side represents London's dark side, and the other represents London's hypocritical front.

If the players were them, judging by what they did, it was a team match!The customs clearance requirement is probably to solve one or more opponents.

Sherlock's eyes lit up, and his whole body became excited, "I knew it! You reminded me!"

Watson shrugged embarrassingly, "Ordinary people's thoughts, so where should we find her next?"

Sherlock pondered for a while, the first time he met Irene and the words he heard in a trance after the medicine poured suddenly appeared in his mind——

So that's how you came to meet us?

By the way, as a reward, let her meet you too

us?she?

Erin doesn't meet the characteristics of people with a second personality, so it can only be...Y!

Sherlock looked at Erin's photo, and the smile on his face gradually deepened, "Hey, I got you."

"Have you found out where she is?"

"Do you remember how we connected?"

"Email!" Watson instantly understood Sherlock's meaning, "You mean we can send her an email and let her come out on her own initiative!"

"That's right, we will find her faster than Mycroft!"

·

Yue's life was bland and fulfilling, and Irene, who was on the run, didn't have the word bland in her bones. She was naturally unwilling to live such a boring and uninteresting life.

At night, Yue fell asleep in her body——Irene knew for the first time that the second personality would also sleep. She put on a black gauze halter dress and went to the nightclub for disco dancing. Her delicate and charming collarbone and white The long legs undoubtedly attracted the attention of the audience. As soon as Erin flirted with the handsome guy, when the guy invited him for a cocktail, her phone started vibrating.

"Sorry." Irene interrupted the other party's conversation with a smile and looked at the phone. This new phone number was only opened three days ago, and no one except her assistant knew about it.

She clicked on the screen and found that it was an unread email.

Where are you? ——SH

SH?Sherlock?

How did he know his mobile phone number?

Regardless of how he knew, to be honest, since the last incident, she still misses him a little.

Irene squinted her eyes and took a picture of the nightclub for the other party. After putting away her mobile phone, she and her male partner went to the center of the stage and swayed in the glare lights.

When Sherlock took Watson into this bar, he saw a crazy and sexy woman dancing in the crowd. The two struggled to move through the crowd. Sherlock came to Irene's side and grabbed her wrist.

"I got you!"

"What?" The loud music prevented Irene from hearing the other party's words for a moment, thinking that it was someone who hit up a conversation and was about to reject him, but when she looked up, she found that it was Sherlock.

"Oh~ Mr. Sherlock Holmes!" Irene happily wrapped her arms around his neck, "Did you find me so quickly?"

Sherlock looked around in disgust, and spoke very fast, "163 of the 132 nightclubs are open tonight, and 58 have dark gothic decoration styles. In your photo, there are neon country lights on the counter. The peace blessing pendant of Sensoji Temple... I am very lucky to open a nightclub here, the owner is a neon person, and there is only one."

"Are you sure you want to continue talking to me here? I'm looking for you for other things, I..." Sherlock was about to pull him out when Irene grabbed him by the collar and forced him to bend slightly, He licked his red lips and said meaningfully, "Shut up, otherwise I don't mind shutting you up in other ways."

Sherlock closed his mouth obediently.

"Can you dance disco?" Irene jumped up with Sherlock, and put her hand on his waist, "Like this, relax your waist."

Sherlock tried to move, full of sarcasm, "Imitate a group of drug addicts? Why don't you stick a few nicotine patches to keep my brain active."

"This is an atmosphere, you really don't understand the style." Irene rolled her eyes.

The hustle and bustle of the song ended, just as the DJ was changing the disc, Sherlock took the opportunity to pull the person to a small corner, and cut straight to the point, "I want to see her."

Erin raised her eyebrows, "I recently learned a new word, do you know what it is?"

"what?"

"Straight man of steel." Irene pursed her lips, "Do you have nothing else to say when you see me? Are you so direct every time?"

"It saves more time, doesn't it?" Sherlock paused for a second, sniffed at Irene's neck, and looked at him, "What do you want me to say? The lipstick color is redder than the last time we met? The perfume you wear is black opium?"

"... Sherlock."

"I mean, you're much prettier than last time."

Irene was satisfied and in a good mood, "So, what are you doing here this time?"

"I'm looking for Y."

Irene's pupils shrunk slightly, and her nostrils moved slightly.

Looking at this reaction, Sherlock knew that his reasoning must be correct.

"She's inside you, isn't she?"

"How did you know?"

"I know her, and I've known her longer than you."

The two looked at each other until the dance music started, and Erin tiptoed into Sherlock's ear and said loudly, "She's still sleeping, dance with me, and I'll wake her up for you."

·

When Yue Fen woke up, she looked dazed, with loud electronic music in her ears, surrounded by people dancing their limbs wildly, if she hadn't heard Irene's voice, she almost thought she had entered a new world.

'Good boy, your friend is here to find you, I ordered a song for you, have a good time. '

"????"

Didn't they make an appointment?The time of the day belongs to me, and the time of night belongs to Irene?The two parties agreed that they could play together, and they could also sleep to give each other an independent and private space... This time period is obviously Irene's!

Yue Fen just came back to his senses, the heavy metal music has turned into upbeat classical music, someone hugged her cold back, Yue Fen thought it was the person Irene hooked up with in the nightclub, and was about to break free, when he looked up, he saw Familiar curly hair, familiar glass-colored eyes, and familiar serious face.

"Sherlock?"

The two have different temperaments, and Sherlock quickly recognized that the person in front of him was not Irene, narrowing his eyes slightly, "Y?"

"..."

Looking at your own posture, and then watching the opponent's movements, it is not difficult to guess whose masterpiece it is.

"Who is Y? You got it wrong!"

Sherlock: "Irene already told me."

"????impossible!"

Erin laughed loudly, "Little cutie, he lied to you, I didn't say anything." '

"..."

Few people ordered classical music during the intermission, most of the people around found a seat and ordered a drink to rest, Sherlock jumped up with Yue Chi, and he said meaningfully, "You help Irene evade tracking, the net is you Hey, Moriarty was also made by you." He felt the new calluses in Yue Zhi's palm, "Still learning how to shoot recently? Who do you want to kill? Moriarty?"

"I am not, I am not, don't talk nonsense."

Sherlock didn't speak any more, and he danced quietly with Yue Zhao on the dance floor. Since Yue Zhao had never learned the waltz, he stepped on each other several times.

"sorry."

"It's ok."

Erin: 'Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! '

Looking at the footprints on Sherlock's shoes, the more he couldn't bear to continue.

"Do you still want to jump down? Let's go."

Sherlock nodded, and the two jumped off the dance floor.

The Dj changed discs again, and the venue soon became boiling again. Yue Chi followed Sherlock out, and Watson squatted at the door.

"Hello, Watson."

"Hello..." Watson met Irene for the first time, and the other party was not like this. He glanced at Sherlock and then at Irene, and asked tentatively, "Y?"

Yue Zhao: "..." Does the whole world know her true identity? ? ?

The temperature in London at night was very low, and Irene wore very little clothes when she came out. Her body was blown by the cold wind, and her hairs stood on end.

Like the first time they met, Sherlock took off the trench coat and handed it to the other party.

"Thank you."

As soon as Yuezhu put it on, Sherlock couldn't wait to ask her, "What's the name of the level in your game this time? What is your mission to clear the level? Do you have any teammates? Are there any rules?"

Yue Chi: "..."

Before I knew it, the vest had already fallen off, I was so tired, I didn't want to talk, and I was autistic.

The author has something to say:

Before meeting Sherlock—

Erin: I am the prettiest boy in the audience!

Yue Yu (sleeping): ==zzzzzz

After meeting Sherlock——

Eileen: slip away

Yue Yu:? ? ? ? ?autistic orz