[Comprehensive English and American] Please speak human words

detinyatwwayruingu...byreuingyurwie....

Destiny destroys us in two ways, either by refuting the will or by filling it with desire.

—— "areyu avirgin?!" This is Inspector Lestrade.

——"Areyu avirgin?!" This is Anderson the forensic doctor.

—— "areyuvirgin?!" This is Candice Ellison.

——"wy?" This is the confused crowd.

Gloria, leaning on the British detective, rolled her eyes and thought, "Reason, reason—a, I think of it," said the elf girl with sincerity, "I'm a devout Christian."

As he spoke, he shook the ruby ​​ring on his hand, "Look, this is my chastity ring."

Scotland Yard police officer: When we are mentally retarded?Who would take a ruby ​​ring set with a ring of brilliant diamonds for a chastity ring.

Gloria looked at Candice, "Why are you so surprised?"

"Do you remember Daisy Jones?" Candice tried to keep her expression calm.

Candice looked around in her mind and still couldn't remember, "... who is she?"

"Oh, Leah, that girl is your ex-boyfriend's current girlfriend." Miss Ellison was basically used to Gloria's indifference to unrelated people.

"What does it have to do with me?"

Candice took a deep breath and said, "That bit has been spreading gossip about you, and even claimed to have seen you fooling around with a Wall Street banker in the men's room of a restaurant."

"Which Wall Street banker?" Gloria's focus was obviously a bit wrong.

"Gray Damon, that slutty dandy who fascinates the entire Upper East Side." Candice blinked her green eyes, "—you don't look very angry..."

Gloria smiled sweetly, "At least Gray, the subject of the scandal, is handsome enough, ah—" She was pinched hard by the detective.

The elf girl began to put on an angry look, "I'm burning with anger, you can tell that bit——she's dead."

"Actually she is now a wanted criminal in Russia." The consulting detective shook his blackberry with his pale fingers.

People who eat melons: ... so cruel.

Candice was still very worried about the message behind the photo, "That murderer is threatening your safety, it's too dangerous. Leah, you really are..."

"Although it may be hard to believe in the whole of America," Gloria sighed, "I am indeed a virgin."

Gloria found a reason for herself again, she leaned close to the consulting detective, "I have loved Mr. Holmes since I was 12 years old, and all I want is him."

Sherlock: "..."

It's probably not going to get better if you don't agree with each other and talk about love.

People who eat melons: "..."

Hehe, abuse the dog again.

"...12 years old?" Inspector Lestrade said he was shocked.

Gloria didn't take it seriously, "You know, there is nothing in this world that can compare to the love that a child secretly conceives."

Sherlock: "..."

The problem of saying a word of disagreement seems to be getting more and more serious.

British Inspector asked, "But after you and Sherlock were together, didn't you—?"

"In fact, we are more traditional. After all, we have only met for more than ten days." Gloria smiled elegantly and dignifiedly, like the most competent noble lady.

Lestrade frowned, "...I remember you kissed eight hours after meeting, outside Scotland Yard."

"I hope you understand that love can always turn all the principles in our lives into lies." The elf girl looked embarrassed.

Lestrade: ... This girl is so scary that any answer can turn into a love story.

The consulting detective who was continuously confessed indirectly: it seems to be a good habit to talk about love when there is a disagreement, um, I need to encourage more in the future.

"Isn't there an easiest solution?" Gloria grabbed Mr. Holmes's hand, "We should go back to 221b Baker Street now and solve my virgin status."

Sherlock: "..."

Inspector Lestrade stopped her: "...This is not a good idea. It may aggravate his anger and brutality, and pose a more serious threat to you."

"So what's your idea now? What's the progress of Officer Donovan's investigation into the identity of the criminal?" Gloria asked.

The inspector breathed a sigh of relief, "The investigation is underway, but there are so many people involved in the construction of this theater that it is difficult to locate the target for a while." He continued to suggest, "I will send enough personnel to send you back to Scotland Yard, and the Metropolitan Police Service will Responsible for your safety."

"N, Leah must be with me." Sherlock frowned and refused, "Scotland Yard's credibility is not high."

Everyone at Scotland Yard: ...that damned freak!

Gloria agreed with her boyfriend's views, "Scotland Yard's ability is worrying."

Everyone in Scotland Yard: ... the girlfriend of a freak is not a good bird either!

Sherlock was inspecting the shoes, "the soles are stained with leaves from bushes near Paddington station and ginkgo leaves from the Barbican -" he growled at the Inspector and Anderson, "Shut up!"

Lestrade spread his hands, "I didn't say anything."

"You're thinking, disturbing me." Sherlock looked at everyone, "Shut up, don't move, don't talk, don't breathe, I'm thinking."

He emphasized, "Anderson, turn your face away, you are too eye-catching."

Holmes twirled a piece of unrecognizable grass from the sole of his shoe, and entered his mind palace to inquire. Gloria thought that even for a genius detective, it was too difficult to find enough clues with so little evidence.

Sherlock opened his eyes sharply, "——it's papyrus."

"What's a papyrus?" Gloria asked instead of the inspector, lest he be called a fool again.

"A kind of grass that grows on the banks of the Nile River in Egypt and can be used to make paper. The ancient Egyptians used it to replace paper." Sherlock twisted an unidentifiable thing from the sole of his shoe again. "And this is withered and withered. The leaves of the agave, seen from the veins, are at least seven feet long, a rare large ornamental."

Oh, she thought she stepped on trash somewhere...

Gloria guessed without confidence, "...the botanical garden?"

"The Royal Botanic Gardens, Kew, London, has been displaying a large agave with seven foot leaves in the succulent plant for the past two weeks." The consulting detective added.

Lestrade was puzzled, "They went to the Botanical Garden first after leaving here, why?"

"The architectural landscape in the Kew Royal Botanic Museum campus has the design works of many famous artists, allowing Police Officer Donovan to add Charles Blanchman, William Kent, Lancelot and William Chambers." Sherlock raised his chin arrogantly, "Also, send some people to pay attention to the Botanical Museum, the murderer may go there again and even commit crimes there.

Gloria stared at Mr. Holmes: God, this man is sexy as hell.

"The most inexplicable point, how did he know that you are a virgin?" Sherlock let his mind run at high speed, "Damn it, the fastest way to catch him is to figure this out."

Gloria held his hand, "There are enough reasoning conclusions now, we will catch him sooner or later."

"But one second later, you are still in danger." The consulting detective's eyes were full of waves, "I need you to be absolutely safe."

But these specific details cannot be known through deduction at all. This may just be his personal secret. Mr. Holmes is a genius detective, but not a ghost.

A second later, she suddenly heard Candice's voice, "I have a way to get his thoughts and memories."

Gloria stopped her abruptly, "Candy!"

The blond girl was unmoved, "Do you know the legendary bi in Washington? William Graham."

"Candy, don't continue until I'm really angry, I won't let you try." Gloria held her hand coldly.

Candice grabbed Gloria's fingers in turn, "I can empathize with that pervert, and I can go deep into his subjective world to understand feelings. This talent of emotional influence may have troubled me, but now it may be the most Quickly get you out of danger," she didn't forget to blackmail the police department of the British Empire, "Scotland Yard is inefficient, and the time they find the suspect may be enough for him to attack you several times."

"I have Mr. Holmes by my side, he can guarantee my safety," Gloria's gray-blue eyes contained concern, "I can't let you fall into the aftermath of a sympathetic killer, I promised, you will always be My charming little girl, remember?"

People who eat melons: Why do you think this pair of blonde girls is true love...

Sherlock: Hehe, it turns out that I don't agree with anyone.

A certain British actor with red lips and soft waist: the blonde girl looks so affectionate...

Of course, Candice didn't know what other people were thinking, she had a strong posture, "The criminal analysts who work for empathetic perverted criminals are still mentally normal, how can I be a good girl and leave any sequelae, Leah, you You should trust me."

"Candy—" Gloria frowned.

Candice has a strong charm of a proud child, "You have always been the one who supports me the most, haven't you?"

People who eat melons: Well, this is true love.

Sherlock's voice was low and serious, "What do you need?"

"Those shoes." Candice said with a relaxed posture.

Candice's expression became extremely indifferent, but after just a few minutes, Gloria's palms were already sweating.

"Leah!" Candice stood up abruptly, the perverted killer's subjective world was completely in a state of madness to kill Gloria.

She quickly sorted out and stated the empathetic memories in her mind, "He was suffering from ALS, and his girlfriend abandoned him after learning about it and quickly married their mutual friend."

"Blonde hair, blue-gray eyes, he took out girls with the same physical features as his girlfriend, and Sherlock Holmes was completely correct in his reasoning. He led Shirley Collins to the Botanical Garden, because that's where they first met. And that first kiss in the woods near Paddington station. The freak left the box outside the door—”

Candice stopped abruptly, "He received a text message and became panicked. He was afraid. Who was that?"

"So there is another assistant, the one who revealed Leah's information to the murderer." Sherlock concluded.

Gloria's attention was only on Candice at this time, "Ney, are you okay?"

Sherlock: Although this annoying Ellison just helped a little, he still wants to kick her out of the British Empire.

Candice tried her best to smile, "There's nothing bad about it, I couldn't help empathizing with others when I was young."

"Ding--"

Inspector Lestrade receives a call from Constable Donovan.

He quickly ended the call, "Sherlock, the suspect has been identified as Ivan Heyman, we are going to arrest him, are you coming?"

Sherlock didn't rush to answer, he looked at Gloria, "Do you want to go?"

"Of course, I have to personally slap this pervert who shouts that the whole world knows I'm a virgin." Gloria raised her eyebrows.

Candice was about to say that I would go too, but was quickly interrupted by Holmes. Sherlock raised his chin and pointed arrogantly at a British actor with red lips and a soft waist, "You, now need to help the British government take care of children .”

Tom Hiddleston: Helping the British government?Childcare?

Candice Ellison: Your family is full of children!

When Gloria was half-dragged and half-carried away by the consulting detective, she saw her blond beauty with a blank expression, and the actor who was in charge of temporary care beside her had a friendly and friendly smile on his classic and elegant face.

On the ghost sports car, the detective was still dissatisfied with Gloria's intimacy with Candice, "You care too much about her, and you will react strongly to the slightest chance of harming her."

"Probably because of the similarities. I don't want Candy to encounter what I have experienced. She should be a decent girl only in fairy tales." Gloria sincerely said, "You are the only one who makes me fall in love."

There was dissatisfaction in the detective's voice, "Don't always call her Candy, her name is Candice Ellison."

"Are you jealous because of your address? Sir?" Gloria couldn't help laughing, "Otherwise I'll call you er? erly? or darling?"

Sherlock didn't look at her with red ears, and his ascetic profile was handsome and classical, "...Turn your face away, don't look at me, you are hindering me."

Gloria ignored him and leaned forward to kiss someone on the ear. Her voice was sincere,

"This century is crazy, inhuman, and corrupt. You are always sober, gentle, and spotless."