[Comprehensive] Sherlock Holmes

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Jian Ruo stood there expressionless, feeling that she was out of place.Cops everywhere, parked crooked cop cars make OCD look unpleasant.... wait, am I OCD?Jian Ruo was confused for a second, but was soon attracted by a quarrel in this chaotic situation.

It was not so much a quarrel as a one-man show, a hysterical rage.The gray-haired senior police officer of Scotland Yard was like a powder keg at the moment, spraying his saliva on the indifferent Sherlock, and got a reply of "Do you want to wash my face?" With these words, Sherlock passed over the police officer with a lack of interest, and directly took the other party's disbelieving wide-eyed eyes and exaggerated expression as the background board, wantonly took out the microscope in his pocket, and observed the scene.The sound of police sirens, the mess everywhere, the yellow lines that were pulled out, and a large group of people, crowded together, like ants, piled up in front of this small bungalow that is not too spacious.

Bored, Jian Ruo took out her phone and yawned. She rejected Sherlock's invitation 10 minutes ago, and decided to stay quietly outside the cordon, to be a friendly foreigner, to be peaceful and not to cause trouble, so she is now extremely boring, and can only swipe her phone, Take a look at the blog, or scroll through Weibo.

It must be late at night in the distant East Eighth District, Weibo is unbelievably quiet, sitting on a bench, carelessly sliding the screen to refresh the phone Weibo, but finally chose to give up out of boredom, now she only feels that she must He was crazy to come to London with Sherlock.

——After all, he came all the way to this remote residential area, and watched a group of Scotland Yard staff act stupidly in front of Sherlock. Who would do it except a lunatic?

His mouth is so hated, especially when it comes to Scotland Yard, although it's partly because of Scotland Yard's unpleasant arrogance and behavior.Jane Ruo thought casually, but if she was a police officer, she would definitely not be able to resist putting on a sack, or doing something else to make a guy like Sherlock completely disappear from the world. In fact, it's not difficult, isn't it?The important thing is how not to leave evidence...

"What are you thinking?" Sherlock stood in front of her at some point, his beautiful gray eyes lacked any human emotion, and looked like a precise machine.

Jian Ruo looked at him, he was very tall, so he had to look up, his face was always a little unclear from this angle, she blocked the sun for a while: "—oh, this is a bit too much, you Do I even care what I think now, Sherlock? Come on! Don't analyze me, Mr. Holmes—are we going back now?"

"No, it's still very early. Actually, I need you as my assistant." He put his hands in his pockets calmly, as if what he said was just a plain sentence, although this sentence is very important to Jian Ruo Words are simply incredible.

"Assistant?" Jane tried to look at Sherlock, "I don't think you need an assistant. You alone are enough to see through everything. If not, I don't think you can see through anyone except yourself. Looking for any help."

Sherlock twitched the corner of his mouth: "Obviously, we have the same opinion. In this regard, you still have a certain degree of observation, Jane. But you don't have to belittle yourself. Sometimes I also need the perspective of a goldfish. After all, the murderer It is also an obvious goldfish, if you change your mind, maybe you two goldfish can understand each other's thinking, which may have a strange effect on solving problems."

"... Thank you so much." Jian Ruo didn't think she should be happy for such a comment.

But clearly more unhappy was Scotland Yard, where angry senior officers were like old lions encroached on their territory, snarling to drive the "arrogant, ill-mannered, posturing brat" from the scene of the crime .

On the contrary, a young police officer looked at those seniors with some disapproval, and showed a little apologetic expression to Jian Ruo and Sherlock.

"Greg Strade" Jane Ruo scanned his badge and smiled slightly - this police officer has a bright future.

But before she had time to say anything, she was dragged into the small mansion by Sherlock.

"You shouldn't bother with those boring goldfish, isn't this murder more eye-catching?" Sherlock pushed open the door impatiently, showing everything in the house to Jane - the corpse stayed there quietly , there are posters of rock bands and photos of some sexy blondes in the room, a messy table, a cardboard box in the corner, some old things, some models and other things, the most conspicuous is a guitar , fell into the box, several strings have been broken.

However, perhaps what Jian Ruo paid the most attention to was not these things, but a collection of poems spread out on the messy bed.

The pillow placed at an angle seemed to have inadvertently pressed a page of the book. She walked over and saw a famous poem written on the opened page.

If Should see you, after long year.

How should I greet, with tears, with silence.

If we meet again, it will be years.I will congratulate you with what, with tears, with silence.

Byron's "The Passing of Spring", even in China, which is thousands of miles away, this poem still does not lose its name.

There was nothing unexpected about the room, except for this strange book of poetry that didn't fit in the room.

All in all, a very ordinary, very ordinary, young boy's room.

Chamber of the dead.

"So?" Jian Ruo looked at Sherlock blankly, "Um... where? I mean, more eye-catching? I thought it would be more explosive, for example, the corpse was placed in a unique shape, or something else What..." She tried to draw a shape - the dramatic corpse shape that shocked the eyeballs, "For example, you can imagine the shape of an angel or a demon...the more exaggerated one."

Sherlock's eyes seemed to be looking at a fool: "Why do you have to pay attention to those flashy things?...Can't you see something from this room?"

... see something?

Jane Ruo felt that what she was thinking must not be the answer Sherlock wanted ==

To be honest, she hates this kind of guessing game the most. It's not a roundworm in someone's stomach. Who knows what the other party's little head is thinking?But in order not to sweep the other party's face, she still tried her best to pull herself together, went in and walked around, and then tried to give the answer cooperatively.

"Uh... the deceased was a... semi-literary youth with musical dreams?" Jian Ruo guessed cooperatively.

She felt that Sherlock looked at her with a bit of hatred: "—every goldfish is blind, I really shouldn't doubt it." He turned his back, and his voice did not fluctuate, "The deceased is violent and manic, But the body is weak, and the animal hair mixed with blood in the room-has a tendency to abuse animals for a while, likes rock music but has no talent. He drank a certain amount of sleeping pills before he died, but soon..." He paused, "Oh , drugs. Interesting."

interesting?Jane Ruo doesn't think so at all.But that didn't stop her from expressing her amazement.To be honest, such a person, a person like Sherlock, such a genius, is so scarce. If she was still in Huaxia, she would be able to meet such a person...

No no no, it's better not to meet.

There was a trace of complexity in her eyes, but she smiled calmly.

Sherlock was looking at her, which made her subconsciously smile.

"Did you see so much information from this corpse? Before the autopsy report came out?" She stared at Sherlock with a look of amazement, and her sincere black eyes seemed to shine brightly. As if looking at a treasure, someone held it in front of his eyes, "I mean——this is really amazing——"

lie?

Sherlock Holmes stared at her, and quickly came to a conclusion.

no.It's unbelievable isn't it?There was actually a goldfish, cheerful and without any negative emotion, approaching the fish tank, happily spitting bubbles at the human beings observing the goldfish, and even praising the intelligence of human beings.

Though the lower creature's praise of the higher was meaningless—she was nevertheless amused by the fact that she was the first goldfish to do so.He stared at Jian Ruo, and replied in a calm tone that couldn't hear the ups and downs: "Oh, it's nothing, it couldn't be simpler. As long as you have eyes and brains, you can easily come to this conclusion—I'm sorry I forgot Your brain and eyes can't cooperate at the same time." Then continue to stare at Jian Ruo.

Jian Ruo: "..." Now that I regret swallowing what I said just now, is there still time to beat him up?

By the way, why does this guy keep looking at her? excuseme? ?Could it be that he still needs to be praised like a primary school student and say, 'Yes!indeed so!You are really smart!I really have no brains!Are you really far behind me? '

Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps.Jian Ruo decisively turned her face away from him.

Sherlock curled his lips in dissatisfaction—this was different from what he had expected, a sly woman, a sly behavior pattern: "Oh—you should see these bloodstains, what a—disorganized arrangement." He recovered his expressionless face expression.

It's really messy...

Thankfully, Sherlock finally used a word that anyone on Earth could understand and she could see with her eyes.

"Oh," she said a little unnaturally, "did he be strangled to death by a chair?" I don't know why I feel a little nervous, this is such a big hatred.

"Obviously not."

"But there's blood on the foot of the chair."

"That's blood splatter. Seriously, the brain is a good thing, but why do you always don't want it?" Sherlock said slowly, "Look at the shape of the blood."

Jian Ruo stared at the little dark red blood, and felt that she might be blind. She couldn't see the shape of the blood at all. Aren't they all the same little dot? ! ! !

I saw a girl leave a message asking me what the heroine's golden fingers are. In fact, I answered her question in a bit of a daze, because I really think that the heroine has golden fingers all over her body.

Later, when I calmed down and thought about it, I suddenly recovered. The golden finger in my mind may be different from what everyone thinks.

Girls who watch Sherlock fans must have seen a lot of fans, especially a few great classics. The heroine has a very surreal but cool ability-Gold Finger.I also like these articles very much. I followed them seriously and left a message. I think the author's brains are simply amazing, which is beyond my reach.

So I can't write heroines who also have superpowers. I don't think I can think of better abilities and stalks than those big ones. If I write the same as them-isn't it plagiarism?

So I just avoid it - my heroine has no superpowers.

Does Jane Ruo have a golden finger?I think so, I like her very much, and I carve her very carefully, what you see is a part of me, and Jian Ruo's life, from birth to every stage, I have thought about it.

Her whole life is Goldfinger.

I don't know how to explain it to everyone, her past and future are golden fingers, but once I explain it, it will be a spoiler, so...

In this way, I can only say that her character is very cheating. ——The heroine of the other Shenxia fan next door is called Jing Wei. I don’t know if any readers have read that article. In a sense, there are subtle similarities between the two.

For Jian Ruo's ability, I can only say that the person who can be noticed by Sherlock, do you think...will be a normal person?

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