[Comprehensive English and American] Please speak human words

At the Barbican Arts Center in London, the newly built theater three months ago is brand new and luxurious, and the rehearsal backstage of the actors of "Cymbeline" is being used as a temporary investigation room.

Gloria tugged at the hem of the detective's shirt, "What did Scotland Yard gather theater actors to investigate?"

"Officer Donovan may think that these Shakespeare actors who are performing in full swing on the stage will remember one of the hundreds of faces off the stage. Of course, I mean Shirley Collins." He smiled and couldn't see a little sneer .

"No way, although human memory is sometimes not very sensitive, but who made that bitch perfectly avoid the camera surveillance." Gloria tried to explain the current behavior for Scotland Yard.

The surveillance camera of the art center clearly recorded that Shirley Collins appeared alone outside the theater of "Cymbeline" and entered to watch, while the man in the seat to her left who talked to her from time to time was wearing a suit and had no relationship with other audiences watching classical plays. the difference.

What the hell is that not only did the surveillance system fail to capture his face, he didn't even have any images of him entering or exiting the art center. It was as if he suddenly appeared in the theater to pick up a blonde girl, and then disappeared in an instant.

Gloria frowned, "Bad man, it really is a premeditated crime."

"Tell me what you think, Leah." Sherlock lifted his chin to look at her.

"Why me again?" Gloria said with a pitiful expression, "I'm obviously just a shallow and ignorant blond idiot."

The consulting detective's eyes were full of aggressive threats, "Gloria, tell-say-your-see-how."

The blond girl who was threatened suddenly reached out and grabbed the collar of his suit and pulled the detective to her eyes, "A little suggestion—Sir, if you look at me so arrogantly again, I will forcefully kiss you in public."

Sherlock's pale fingers covered Gloria's hand holding his suit, "This is not a threat. In the eyes of all the stupid goldfish here, it is normal for a couple to kiss in public."

"Couples?" Gloria looked at him with a teasing smile.

The consulting detective grabbed the girl's hand to free his own suit, looked away and looked straight ahead, "Nine hugs and 23 kisses, in the category of basic human behavior, it should be attributed to a couple relationship."

"Since you said so..." Gloria reached out and turned away from the detective's face and kissed it directly, with an ambiguous voice like water marks on the tip of her tongue, "No. 20 four times."

The elf girl's finger moved from Sherlock's cheek to his ear, and she squeezed it anxiously, "... more red."

Everyone at Scotland Yard: wtf? !what the hell? !A consulting detective with a perverted and poisonous tongue is better than abusing dogs all day long!

Cymbeline actor: What do you two think this is? !Butchery? !

Candice Ellison: Hehe, Gloria is as good at teasing as always, but this time it's not me, hehe, hehe.

After completing the dog abuse task and making the ears of the all-powerful consulting detective red, Gloria began to analyze the case seriously.

"Shirley Collins' father died, and her mother remarried and moved to Manchester City. She was fostered in the Collins couple's home and was one of the four foster children of the Collins couple. Her adoptive mother said she was a shy president. A friendly girl with a smile on her face, what kind of boy is more attractive to her?"

"It's a man," Sherlock corrected. "In the monitoring video, his walking posture, muscle and bone condition, he will not be younger than 30 years old."

Gloria frowned, "Electra complex?"

"Girls who lose their father's love prematurely often transfer their feelings for their father to a man in reality, who will become a substitute for their father." Sherlock spoke as quickly as usual.

Gloria asked, "But is he different from his father?" Her fingers climbed onto Mr. Holmes's hand again to take advantage, "Under the halo effect of her father, the image of "him" is often taller and invincible, becoming the unbeatable figure in girls' hearts." Replacement Beloved."

Sherlock looked a little unnatural, "Your perception of me is similar to this feeling."

"Me?!" Gloria defended herself somewhat surprised, "Honey, Mr. Rockefeller is still alive, and he couldn't live a better life. I heard that he was elected as Person of the Year just yesterday."

——But he has been stingy with giving you fatherly love since you were 12 years old.

Sherlock held back this sentence with difficulty, and motioned Gloria to continue the analysis, "Collins has an Electra complex, what else?"

"I think the old man is a successful man with handsome features." Gloria reached out to help Sherlock straighten the collar of his suit that was rumpled by her.

"Shirley Collins is a beautiful blonde girl. There are many boys in high school who express their affection for her. Naturally, the one who can attract her will not be an ordinary 30-year-old man, and although I can't see his walking posture in the surveillance video I can see the age, but I happened to remember that suit, the latest tomford, smart, handsome, charming and good taste."

Sherlock is quite satisfied with Gloria's analysis, "Successful people aged 35 to [-], with blond hair, handsome facial features and a gentleman's behavior, have suffered a major blow within a month, such as the death of a family member, a lover's betrayal, or a physical injury. He is very familiar with the Barbican Arts Center," he pointed to the northwest corner of the theater, "there is a secret exit there, and there is no camera surveillance."

Gloria was surprised, "When did you find that exit?"

"While you and Ellison were discussing that red-lipped, soft-waisted British actor." He smiled.

Candice Ellison: How on earth did Gloria stand up to the ubiquitous surveillance of her natural curly brunette hair?

A certain British actor with red lips and soft waist who is easy to push down: ... that little blond girl is discussing... pushing me down? !

Gloria quickly changed the subject, "The murderer is someone inside the theater? A theater actor?" The girl shrugged, "It can't be the ghost in the Phantom of the Opera."

"If it's a theater insider or a theater actor, the staff of "Cymbeline" won't be unimpressed," Sherlock said, looking at the almost brand-new crystal lamp on the ceiling, "—it's an architect or designer. "

A man who has no impression of a theater staff but knows a secret passage, unless he is familiar with the layout of the theater before it is built, or he directly participated in the design and planning of the theater.

Sherlock resisted the urge to be an idiot with a poisonous little girlfriend, "Shirley Collins lives in Hoxton, East End."

"Oh, what's the matter?" Gloria was puzzled.

The detective gritted his teeth, "Hoxton is a place where artists and designers gather. The land price there is relatively cheap, and it's not too far from London's West End."

Sherlock: ...I still really want to call her a fool.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Gloria was dissatisfied. "I'm a foreigner, ok? I don't know if there are a group of artists or hippies living on the East Side. Do you know the best underground strip club in New York?"

The detective smiled very friendly, but Gloria saw a full threat, "—it seems that you are too clear about some things."

"The most important thing for us now is to stop Scotland Yard's stupid useless work, sir." Gloria changed the subject with a flattering smile.

Stupid Scotland Yard: Hehe, I know that consulting a detective's girlfriend is not a good thing.

Sherlock issued instructions to Lestrade, "Let your subordinates immediately investigate the personnel involved in the design and construction of this theater. They are thirty to thirty-five years old, have sandy blonde hair, handsome features, and behave like gentlemen. They pay attention to clothing. A major blow, death of a family member, betrayal of a loved one, or problems with one's own health, is it detailed enough?"

Detective Lestrade handed over the job to Officer Donovan, he looked at Sherlock and asked, "There is another question, why did he tear up the girl's clothes and make her covered in chiluo, but didn't rape her? It doesn't make sense."

"He has no sexual ability? You said that he may have a physical problem." Anderson interjected.

"Don't shout, Anderson, you want to pull London's IQ below sea level?" Sherlock squinted at him, "Men who have lost their sexual ability usually don't emphasize their charm so much in their clothes, and treat them with nothing Girls who resist ability will be more violent in place of sexual pleasure."

"——so what is it?" Anderson asked with an ugly face, he was almost used to Sherlock's contempt.

Mr. Holmes looked at his little girlfriend. "Gloria, what do you think?"

""Cymbeline"" Gloria replied a little abruptly, but Sherlock rarely showed an appreciative smile.

Inspector Lestrade was perplexed. "Has something to do with the play Cymbeline?"

"Leah, tell them, there are always people who don't like to use their brains." Sherlock's expression really deserves a punch.

However, the true fan girl Gloria almost never contradicts him, ""Cymbeline" tells the story of Princess Imogen, the daughter of King Cymbeline of Britain, and her lover Pursume, and she made a private decision for life," she pointed to the one at ten o'clock. Wearing a gray suit with red lips and a soft waist, the British actor said, "This Pschomer is handsome enough to make the princess fall in love."

Sherlock: Hehe, I don't forget to molest irrelevant people when analyzing the case.

Candice Ellison: Huh, this British actor is so annoying, why does he attract Leah's attention.

Tom Hiddleston: Why is that little blonde girl staring at me?Did I make her angry?

"The king was furious because of the private agreement between the two, so he exiled Pusium to far away Rome in a fit of anger. Pusium, who was exiled, believed that his wife would be absolutely loyal to him, but Pusium's friend Echimo thought that the princess Will definitely remarry.

The two made a bet that if Echimo could get the bracelet from the princess, Puhumo would lose, and he would lose to him the ring worn on his hand as a symbol of love.In order to win the bracelet, the treacherous Echimo resorted to all kinds of lies and tricks, and even brazenly wooed the princess, but the wise princess resolved all Echimo's tricks and proved her pure heart. "

Gloria stated her guess, "Maybe that bitch is looking for loyalty and purity. If according to the testimony of Collins' adoptive mother Shirley Collins has always been a shy girl who has never had a boyfriend, then we guess that Collins is a virgin. And that perverted murderer will preserve her purity until death."

"Ding--"

Sherlock received a text message from an unknown number.

"Consulting detective almighty, I found your phone number on the Internet, sorry for being rude, just have a present for the pretty blonde next to you, it's right outside the backstage door of the rehearsal."

A box was placed outside the door of the empty rehearsal room, which looked weird and unpredictable.

Gloria grabbed Mr. Holmes tightly. "—What is it?"

Sherlock shook her hand and motioned for Lestrade to open the box.

The pair of shoes that Shirley Collins disappeared at the crime scene were quietly placed in the brown paper box.

There is also a photo.

——The elf girl stood in the misty morning light of Paddington Railway Station, smiling sweetly at Sherlock Holmes.

The eyes of Sherlock's deep-sea version were filled with harsh undercurrents. He turned the photo behind his back, and the exquisite cursive script was evil and fierce.

Gloria saw the content clearly,

"——My wild and naive little virgin, you're next."