It's really a ghost [Comprehensive]

After Sherlock finished reporting to the police, he returned to his normal appearance the next moment. Sherlock's acting skills can be said to be unrestrained.As soon as he turned his gaze, he noticed Irene's widened eyes, and Sherlock raised his eyebrows: "Surprised you?"

Irene straightened her expression, and said, "Remind the brain. Pfft—I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back." Sherlock was just about to see his amazing acting skills just now, his voice was full of emotion, and he panicked when he discovered the robbery at close range , I was worried and scared when I saw someone getting hurt, but the expression on my face was very inappropriate, it was in two different worlds from the voice, and the sense of disobedience could not be greater. "Haha, I actually wanted to say that your acting skills are amazing."

Sherlock's face drooped, he put the phone back into his coat pocket, and said flatly: "I thought you should focus on why I did this now, not on my 'acting'." He deliberately said " "Acting skills" is emphasized.

"Okay, sir." Irene tried hard to control her smile, but Sherlock's acting skills just hit her point of laughter, and she... just bowed her head and held back her smile.

Sherlock's face was really dark now, and he glared at Irene resentfully, he looked out at the busy traffic outside, his desire to show off was already full, "Think about our Mr. Murderer carefully, I think he can be like Jack the Ripper As smart as he is, so he provoked Scotland Yard one after another, just like a phone call from outside the murder scene today. The victim was killed three days ago. The murderer cannot monitor the crime scene all the time, but he needs to be there How did he learn that the police had arrived at the scene of the crime in such a short period of time?"

"And he also knows that you helped Scotland Yard break up the impersonation case last time—"

"It's you, but you cheated!" Mr. Detective corrected.

Erin retorted: "But didn't you say 'a black cat is a white cat, the cat that catches mice is a good cat'?"

Sherlock frowned: "When did I say that?"

Irene said "Oh": "Maybe you said it, but you deleted it."

Sherlock stared at Irene with half-closed eyes, and said firmly, "No, I didn't."

"Well, you didn't, so can I continue to say what I was interrupted by you?" Irene readily admitted, causing Sherlock to choke, turned his head away and said quickly: "He also Outside the scene of the crime, if one time is a coincidence, but twice is not a coincidence. How did he know? The most likely thing is that he has a police radio in his hand. Now I called the police and said he bought it There was a robbery in the antique shop where the crime tool was used, and he would definitely not be able to help but make sure when he heard about it. What we have to do now is to catch the turtle in the urn."

He didn't get Irene's response right away, so he turned his head to look at her, just in time to see Irene with the back of her hand against her lips, he frowned, but when Irene looked up at him, he let go of his eyebrows. Wei raised his eyebrows: "Drinking coffee that reminds your brain makes you sleepy, well, it's really magical coffee."

However, Irene didn't seem to understand Sherlock's sarcasm, and she nodded in agreement: "It's really amazing, I'll drink tea next time."

Sherlock: "..."

Irene hadn't finished speaking, "Don't worry, even if I'm in a state of debuff now, I'll still protect you—" She added a title slowly, "Sir."

Sherlock's face darkened again.

However, fate is so miraculous, the Mr. Detective, who has been jumping up and down in London all day long, has become a good-looking man, and in the end he was given the "beautiful rescue hero" by Comrade Xiao Ai who was in a debuff state——

After Lestrade witnessed the tragic situation of the criminal suspect, he went to see Anderson immediately. Anderson was furious when he saw him, but he still resolutely vomited: "Boss, it seems that someone has a crush on you. , otherwise, why would someone paste the criminal suspect's face with a mobile phone for you?"

Lestrade: "...shut up!"

He let the Scotland Yard squad continue to work, and they have only initially confirmed the strangeness of the death - being smashed to death by a mobile phone, and it is really possible to enter the list of the ten most bizarre deaths among the suspects arrested by Scotland Yard - the man was a suspect: on him they found his identification; a prepaid mobile phone with a log of a call to Lestrade's cell phone; a police radio; and a knife .

But Inspector Lestrade still has more worrying things to do. Before doing this, he rubbed his stomach first. He has decided to go to the hospital for a detailed examination after the case is over. .

If it's really a gastric ulcer, then he will give Sherlock his girlfriend... Wait, thinking of the suspect whose face was covered with a mobile phone, Inspector Lestrade thinks that he should not swear casually, in case the time comes It's not good to get hurt by mistake.

When he went to the ambulance to conduct routine interviews with witnesses, technically speaking, witnesses who had captured the suspect, Lestrade felt that he had been flashed across the face.

The two of them were sitting in a row at the back of the ambulance. The girl lowered her head and pinched Mr. Detective's sleeve, as if she was frightened (?) and it was rare for Sherlock to show an impatient look on his face. Of course, it might be him The orange blanket gives the illusion of being draped.

"Why are you giving me blankets? They keep giving me blankets." Sherlock complained as soon as he saw Lestrade approaching.

Well, it's an illusion.

The good detective, who worked hard without complaining, replied calmly: "To appease the stimulated people."

Sherlock was dissatisfied: "I'm not stimulated."

Lestrade cast his eyes on Irene who didn't look up, "You are not stimulated, but she is stimulated by you, right? Is she okay?"

"Oh, she's fine." Sherlock stopped complaining immediately. Only the two of them knew about the inside story, and Lestrade didn't know it. Seeing Sherlock's flame-out appearance, he clucked his tongue in his heart. It's like Scotland Yard. The eighth wonder!But what should be asked is still to ask: "What the hell is going on? A dropped mobile phone hit the suspect in the case we are investigating?"

Sherlock turned his head to look over. Against the background of the surrounding lights, his bright blue eyes looked dazzling and even more unreal: "Of course not. According to my calculations, the mobile phone is at least in the distance. It landed at a position of 37 meters from the ground, and the force brought by it fell on the face of the suspect to kill him. Therefore, at that time, someone’s mobile phone was probably accidentally dropped from the hot air balloon.”

Lestrade: "...Are you serious?"

"Of course, otherwise, what do you think?" Sherlock threw another deep-water torpedo before Lestrade really began to digest what he just said, "Take your team to Lauriston Park, Our suspect may have lost another victim there, the only place in London where a piece of red soil lacking alkali metals and alkaline earth metals has been refurbished for the purpose of transplanting new trees. Oh, and about soil classification, you should Go see the one I wrote on my deduction site—”

"Wait, Sherlock, you said another corpse? How did you know that?"

"Observe, please, is this difficult? Forget it, I'll continue, and I'm done."

Lestrade gritted his back molars and squeezed out the words: "Please continue." God bless me.

But Lestrade didn't wait for Sherlock's continuous chatter, he looked over uncomfortably, and saw Irene, who had been lowering her head, was looking sideways at Sherlock, her voice was soft, and it sounded like she was being coquettish. Said: "Sherlock, can we go home?" What?Are they living together? !

Then... Sherlock looked at him: "Actually, the criminal suspect told me, you know, he is pretentious and has a strong desire to show off. Is it okay? Can we go? You know too Something really happened today."

Lestrade was stunned by the series of explosive news, the words that came out of his mouth probably didn't have room to pass through his overly shocked brain before he said it, "Well, oh, okay, I'll go tomorrow Looking for you."

The good detective stared blankly at the two of them leaving side by side, wait, are they holding hands?The surrounding lights must be so beautiful that he couldn't see clearly!

"Boss?" Donovan called to Lestrade.

Lestrade came back to his senses and wiped his forehead, "I really saw a ghost!"

However, if Mr. Inspector knows that Comrade Xiao Ai, who he thought was frightened in his heart, just lowered his head just now because he couldn't resist Zhou Gong's call and took the time to sleep and recover his energy, and acting like a baby is even more fake, the same reason It proves that there is a thick and strange scene in the beauty of carrying and leaving, and if it is not as beautiful as he thinks, he will definitely not think so, probably.

Sherlock restrained again and again, but did not let go of Irene's hand pinching his sleeve, narrowed his eyes, and said confidently: "As an assistant who should lead the way, your sleepy state is really not qualified, I think As your boss, I should get a reasonable explanation, what do you think?"

Irene blinked her eyes, as if she wanted to blink out the steam from her eyes due to the irresistible drowsiness, along with the drowsiness, "You want to sleep when you're full?"

Sherlock glared at her.

"What I said is true. I'll tell you more about it when I get back, but I'm likely to fall asleep and I won't be able to tell you until tomorrow." Irene muttered, she was really full and wanted to sleep, but The food is... unique.

Sherlock raised his eyebrows, and was very dissatisfied with her saying that she left the puzzle overnight, so when Erin jokingly said, "Will the mobile phone be reimbursed at public expense, sir?" It's a beautiful idea", but he couldn't help smiling when he turned his head.

At this time, it is time for the big devil to appear.