It's really a ghost [Comprehensive]

Sherlock unbuttoned the cuff buttons, pulled up the sleeves in front of Irene, and then... tore off the three nicotine patches attached to them.Sherlock felt that he no longer needed this thing to stimulate himself, he was very excited now!

As a star person who dies from boredom, even the "modern version of Jack the Ripper" case, which caused a sensation in London and caused panic to the people of London, did not make him feel that the boredom that was piled up to the point of drowning him was dispersed, but now Sherlock began to thank the case sincerely, it was worth eight points, but it brought people who were not boring.

How the goldfish reacted to this miraculous event was beyond Sherlock's consideration, but the information analyzed by his high-speed brain was telling him something that science could not explain yet, but that was How, it keeps Sherlock himself from being bored, and that's enough!

Sherlock really felt comfortable physically and mentally, he couldn't help moaning, acting like a drug addict on high, and like an orgasm, not exaggerated at all.

Angelo, who was watching the situation quietly from behind the counter, almost staggered and threw himself onto the counter when he saw this scene.

——wtf!

Erin said in a very subtle tone, "I thought—but I guess I smelled right, you're a real human being."

What Irene said was shocking, and Sherlock, who understood what she said, frowned fiercely, "Why don't you continue to argue? Just like you said just now, what kind of magician are you? Such words , I can get more and further truths from the more you try to cover up, the more you leave out more information."

Irene chuckled softly: "But isn't this the same as me taking the initiative to tell you the truth?"

Sherlock put his hands in a tower shape in front of his mouth, and leaned his upper body forward across the table to approach Irene, "No, no. You suddenly changed your mind and lost your intention to cover up, except because you think you can't cover up in front of me." There are other reasons for going down. You have said something even more amazing now, and you are not worried. Either you are a mental patient who escaped from a mental hospital, or you have the ability to make me not would say it, and I'm leaning more toward the latter."

"You're right about most of it, but you didn't say the main reason."

Sherlock: "?"

"I'm hungry."

Sherlock: "..."

Irene was a little embarrassed: "It's true, I can't stand the hunger, and it's past meal time." Seeing that Sherlock still didn't speak, she added: "You are right about everything else, you Still great."

Sherlock: "..." For consulting detectives who go on a masochistic diet—hours without food—just to make room for blood to the brain, Eileen gives up covering up her secrets just to fill her stomach The method of intention is too strange and too difficult to understand.

Normally, Sherlock would roll his eyes and scold goldfish without hesitation, but this time Sherlock's heartbeat started to speed up.

Don't think about it too much, I think the only consulting detective in the world is a girl, love at first sight and goodbye, so my heart beats faster. This kind of situation has not yet happened, and maybe Sherlock will never meet it in his life.Instead, the phrase "You are a real human being" that Irene said, in the eyes of the goldfish, in the context just now, it is more like the irony of Sherlock, who sees through everything.But Sherlock was pretty sure it wasn't, come on, he could still see that Irene's compliments to him back and forth were genuine, okay?

So, this is a very common conclusion.

But, where did this sentence come from?

Sherlock didn't stop working for a moment, his noisy brain was running at high speed, from the moment Irene appeared in his line of sight to the moment he left his line of sight, all the details during this period, including the temperature at that time, the lingering surroundings, etc. All kinds of smells, and even the angle at which the fourth body was placed, etc., were all simulated in his memory palace to the exact point.

As for the details like a big cross being drawn on Anderson's face, don't worry about it.

At the original crime scene, Irene was just a special goldfish in Sherlock's eyes: barely able to keep up with his thinking, and her little head was not so empty.As for talking to her to brighten his mind, it only flashed in Sherlock's mind for a moment, and then disappeared quickly.

——Mr. Detective who can use the brain as a hard disk to update and delete the stored knowledge, it is very good that he did not immediately delete the special goldfish Irene.For the rest, we really couldn't ask for more.

Fortunately, "God has the virtue of good life", before it was about to become a parallel line, the star who couldn't get along with Scotland Yard rarely called Inspector Lestrade, learned about the arrest of the suspect, and played an important role in it. Erin is in the role: she sees the suspect.

This is impossible!

In Sherlock's mind about the case, there was no possibility that the suspect might have been witnessed.In addition, there are too many doubts about the fact that Irene saw the suspect, and only Scotland Yard, which has lowered the IQ of London, did not notice any problems.

There are many guesses in Sherlock's mind, but Sherlock didn't expect that he would meet the most incredible one.

The brain of the consulting detective is running at high speed. Irene is waiting for the food she ordered to be delivered. The two people sitting at the same table who seem to be on a date are just like this "same table with different dreams", but in the eyes of the onlookers, it is different. artistic conception -

"Hey, Sherlock, don't look so hot, it will scare other girls, especially Asians. I heard that they are more conservative." Angelo thought to himself, and glanced at it quietly. Changed, Angelo's eyes widened, "Yes, yes, yes, if you get closer, we're going to kiss you! For God's sake, Sherlock, you gay purple, all the girls are already kissing you, you hide What are you! I really love Sherlock's EQ."

This is really Mr. Detective not in a hurry to kill the restaurant owner!

What is the fact?

With awe of the unknown and the spirit of breaking the casserole to the end, Sherlock asked Irene directly: "Since you have the ability to confirm that I will not speak out, why don't you tell me kindly, you How did you identify the suspect?"

Sherlock didn't ask the remaining question, but soon he didn't have the mood to ask any more.

Irene didn't hide anything, she leaned on the table, smiled and said to Sherlock: "Speaking of which, I have to thank you, I didn't expect that in London, the Scotland Yard police would allow outsiders like you to help solve the case. I I originally planned to draw the sketch of the suspect and send it to the police station. But, do you really want to know how I did it?"

"Of course!"

"Don't be nervous, if you are frightened, I will make you some tea."

Where Sherlock was nervous, he was totally excited.

Irene leaned over and tapped on Sherlock's eyes. Sherlock only felt his eyelids tighten. When he opened his eyes again, what he saw made him extremely astonished.Even Mr. Detective, who was turned upside down in London, couldn't help leaning back in his chair!

——This is the true restoration of the version seen in Angelo.

"Don't look directly at them." Irene reminded Sherlock, but it seemed that the reminder was too late.After the initial discomfort and quick reorganization, Sherlock's eyes brightened again, and he began to observe the ghosts in the restaurant with great interest—if it was Irene, she called them ghosts, but Zhongxi called them ghosts. Is the law different - and quickly deduces what happened to them when they were alive, and how they died.

Then... was surrounded by three ghosts in the restaurant.

[Mr Curly, can you see us? ]

[Young man, do you need me to teach you some tricks to court girls? ]

[I'm so miserable, I'm so miserable, I'm so miserable. ]

Sherlock: "..."

At this moment, Angelo came to serve the meal, and the boss's chubby body happened to pass through two of the ghosts, and the looming appearance was very "spectacular".

Sherlock: "..."

Sherlock turned his gaze out of the window. It was already late at this time, but there were still vehicles and pedestrians on the street outside, which was normal.Now the consulting detective can see species that he can't usually see, but he is not particularly adapted. After a car hit a pedestrian, his pupils shrank.And then...the speeding vehicle passed by the pedestrian, who was deformed and intact.

Sherlock: "..."

Irene acted as if she couldn't see the three ghosts, but in fact she wasn't. She was looking eagerly at the smelling food, so she couldn't be disturbed. She tilted her head slightly and narrowed her eyes : "Leave us alone, please?"

The ghosts seemed to be frightened, and quickly you pushed me and I squeezed your pinch to the place farthest from them in the restaurant.

The rest of Sherlock couldn't see, and the scene in front of him returned to normal. His Adam's Apple slipped unconsciously, turned his gaze to Irene, and stated: "I can't see anymore."

Erin explained casually: "You can only see for 1 minute."

Sherlock asked again: "Have you been able to see it all the time?" After receiving Irene's affirmative answer, he fell silent. He needed a little time to digest this fact, and at the same time he knew clearly that after eating Ex-Eileen wouldn't answer any more of his questions.

During this period, Sherlock's mobile phone received three text messages one after another, but Sherlock, who was in deep thought, ignored it, or Irene, who was finally full and no longer hungry, pulled him back from the world of thinking: "Mr. Holmes? "

"Sherlock, please."

"Irene is fine." Irene felt that she should reciprocate, so she said her English name again.Then she clapped her hands and made a crisp sound: "Can we start?"

Sherlock was sitting in danger, he knew what Irene was going to do with this nonsensical remark.

Irene put her hands on the dining table, she didn't have a serious look, she still looked relaxed and freehand, and said as if speaking in a normal way: "Including you, the person who provided you the video, and all relevant people, etc., will not be disclosed to the outside world. What we're talking about today. So—"

Irene opened her mouth and spit out "Qicheng", this time it was changed to Chinese, and following her words, little lights like twinkling stars scattered in the restaurant.

Sherlock didn't see the dots of light, but he still felt something.He pursed his lips, and took a deep look at Irene...

The first time we met, we signed a contract. This kind of progress is very gratifying, isn't it?