It's really a ghost [Comprehensive]

Anderson rolled his eyes: "Please, do you really think I've lowered my IQ by a street in London? Of course I know it can't be a bottle of champagne, and don't you understand the stalk I said? What I want to say is , it should not be the blood of Sherlock Consulting Detective Sherlock Holmes." Seeing that the others ignored him, he muttered, "You mortals who have no sense of humor." He raised his voice and said, " How did the parcel for Holmes get to Scotland Yard?"

Donovan was also very puzzled: "Why did you put it on my desk?" The blood in the package was still oozing out, which made people shudder inexplicably.

When Sherlock received the call from Lestrade, he was teaching, or in his words, training Irene to distinguish the types of perfumes. He has not put on nicotine tablets to alleviate the addiction recently, and his research on distinguishing soot has also failed. After a paragraph—according to his deduction website, he can distinguish 243 kinds of soot—he turned to study perfume. It seems that the deduction website will update a research paper on modern perfumes soon.

Before the test, the consulting detective also said: "Given you are not trained to smell, I don't expect you to be able to tell the difference."

Erin let out a "huh", "Thank you for your encouragement?"

Sherlock pursed his lips, and then watched Irene release 32 kinds of perfume.Irene blinked her black and white eyes and looked at the consulting detective. The detective moved his lips and said dryly: "As a novice, you are qualified, are you satisfied?"

"I just thought you were praising me for doing a great job, which was beyond your expectations." Irene has special skills in interpreting Sherlock's words, and also has the advantage of not blushing or heartbeating when complimenting others. Sherlock's snort and handsome back.He didn't wear his gay purple shirt today, but changed into an off-white shirt, black suit pants, slim as always, slim to the point of perfect outline of smooth muscle lines, and if the shirt again If you lose any weight, the buttons will fall apart.

It's a pity that no one appreciates such a beautiful scenery. Irene lowered her head to sort out the perfume test strips, and said casually, "Sherlock, do you know that in China, there are no less than twenty vinegars in China?" So really don't underestimate the sense of smell of the big foodie country, maybe you have to add the sense of taste.

Sherlock snorted again, just as Inspector Lestrade's phone call came in, Sherlock glanced at it, and managed to connect after the phone rang again: "Sherlock Holmes."

Over there, Lestrade told the story, "Come and have a look."

"Scotland Yard, I don't like Scotland Yard."

"Haven't you never been here before? Come here quickly, or we'll throw that package in the trash can!" When they didn't know Sherlock that well before, Sherlock was often tortured because he was regarded as a suspect or something. Come to Scotland Yard.

"You won't." Sherlock said firmly, and Lestrade suddenly felt that his stomach was about to become heavy again, and before it started to protest, he said decisively: "I will tell the downstairs .”

"No, I have a pass."

Hearing these words, Inspector Lestrade reflexively went to find his police certificate, but as expected...it was gone!How many times is this the first time of the year?Lestrade took a deep breath and refrained from shouting into the microphone, but all he heard now was the busy tone.

Lestrade: "..."

The consulting detective on the other side cheered, stood up and cleared his throat, and after drawing Irene's attention, he said in a very normal tone: "I have a job now, you can follow me as my assistant. "

Erin's eyes lit up: "My honor, sir."

The two of them were ready to go, and Sherlock was still in his suit, suit pants + shirt, a long coat on the outside, and the blue scarf around it.Eileen was wearing a gray sweater, blue skinny jeans, and a black biker jacket because she was going out. She didn't realize until she was downstairs that her bike didn't come to London with her, and Sherlock was used to it. Sexually beckoned: "taxi!"

Taxis are readily available.

Sherlock shouted impatiently to Irene, who was still a little "acclimatized", "Follow up." But after getting into the taxi, he said abruptly: "Considering the climate and traffic conditions in London, I don't I suggest you buy a motorcycle and come back."

When Irene heard the sound and looked over, he turned his head out of the car window again, as if immersed in his own thinking world.

Irene automatically translated Sherlock's behavior in her mind. She had a preliminary understanding of the weather in London in the past week. When the wind blows, the utility of the motorcycle is reduced and the danger is increased.So the consulting detective is kindly reminding, but I have to say that he is really good at showing his kindness like a donkey's liver and lungs.

Irene cooperated with him very kindly, and said with a smile in her eyes: "Oh." Then she turned her head to the car window on her side, and saw through the glass quietly aiming here. Sherlock, she couldn't help laughing.

Sherlock's face darkened suddenly, and then... he didn't speak to Irene along the way.

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Because Sherlock was coming, Anderson just stayed in the office area here with a faceless face. When he saw Sherlock strolling over, he couldn't wait to laugh: "Oh, so you are really alive? We thought you received it today." Where's your obituary?"

"Your wife moved back?"

Sherlock didn't take Anderson's sarcasm seriously, and made Anderson shut up with a single sentence, and said firmly as always: "Someone must have told you!"

"If I said it, I would think it was because your clothes were ironed intimately. Maybe your wife still wants to make up with you."

"No, it's his wife who wants more alimony from him."

"Huh? Where did this come from?"

"If you look more carefully, you can see that they hugged before going out, but they didn't kiss, or Anderson wanted to kiss, but his wife refused. This is not the behavior of a wife who wants to reconcile. .Of course, there's one more thing—"

"Shut up! Where the hell did you come from?" Anderson angrily interrupted their back and forth, and turned his finger on Irene who poked her head out from behind Sherlock.

Sherlock quickly finished his unfinished interpretation, "His wife has a boyfriend who is a physical education teacher. It seems that you are even." After finishing speaking, he blinked his eyes, as innocent as he looked How innocent. "May I go now? Where's Lestrade?" he said, walking in one direction.

"I didn't see it." Irene looked at Anderson again as if no one else (Anderson) was there, followed and stretched out her hand to pull Sherlock's sleeve and said.

"Normal." Sherlock's tone was obviously taken for granted. He glanced at Irene's hand holding his sleeve, and was very uncomfortable with her small gesture that seemed too intimate—at least to Sherlock. , He was about to open his mouth to signal Irene to let go of her hand, but the owner of the hand moved her hand away naturally, and she showed a look of thinking.

Sherlock slipped his hand into his coat pocket.

Just at this time Inspector Lestrade saw them and greeted them, "Sherlock, this way!" He also saw Irene, who looked familiar at first glance, but after thinking about it, he remembered who she was , "Irene, right? You are the witness in the Jack the Ripper case. But, why did you come together?" The two of them seem to have different styles of painting, no, there is no such thing as Xia Xia in this world. Locke has a style of painting!

Sherlock ignored this kind of goldfish-like greeting as always, and Irene was still thinking, so she couldn't help but react slowly, but the one who answered Lestrade was Anderson, who was quickly revived with full blood, and he said quietly: "Boss, There is no doubt about it, the two of them obviously have an affair! So, we will not be able to call Holmes a virgin in the future, what a pity!"

"I am Sherlock's assistant, Inspector Lestrade." Irene's words overlapped with Anderson's last sentence, but compared to Irene's serious introduction, Anderson's words are more attractive , It can also be said that it is more gossip, and Inspector Lestrade inevitably looked at Sherlock, then at Irene, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by the impatient Sherlock: "Forget about this." Let’s get straight to the point, blah blah blah, blah blah, blah blah, eh?”

Although a tactful "okay" was added at the end, it was obviously combined with his impatient expression and unwavering tone, which once again achieved the effect of "raising blood pressure".

Lestrade thought he had been prescient in swallowing two stomach tablets before Sherlock arrived.He didn't bother to talk nonsense anymore, so he led Sherlock to look at the package. There were already some people around Donovan's position, all of whom were staring at Sherlock's every move.

It's just that seeing Irene who followed Sherlock step by step, there was a bit more gossip factor in their preparedness, and they exchanged eyes blatantly, but unfortunately the two parties didn't notice it at all.Sherlock's attention was all on the package that oozes blood, and he didn't know when a pair of rubber gloves was added to his hand, so he tore off the bow tie on the package fearlessly, and opened the gift box——

Lestrade, who was closer, looked back subconsciously after seeing the contents of the gift box, and asked tentatively, "Is that...a human heart?" Useful.