[Detective Sherlock] High IQ and Strengthening Department

After talking about cooperation, Lestrade decided to exchange news with Sherlock, so he spoke first.

"We found Rachel."

"Who is that?"

Sherlock, who was annoyed and turned away from looking at Lestrade, immediately turned around and asked.

"Jennifer Wilson's only daughter."

"Her daughter?" Sherlock looked away from Lestrade's face. He needed to think, and looking at Lestrade's face and thinking would only slow him down.

Sherlock started talking to himself, which was normal and everyone present understood.

"Why did she write down her daughter's name? Why?"

"Whatever, we found the suitcase," Anderson interjected, holding up the pink suitcase with some pride, and said, "According to someone, the murderer took the suitcase, and it ended up in the hands of this lovely psychopath." ..."

Mi Xiao, who had just made coffee and came out with it, heard it, glared at him angrily, and shouted, "Hey! Keep your mouth clean, who is mentally ill!?"

"Of course it's the one in front of you..."

"I'm an antisocial personality with a high IQ. I'll do my research before I speak." Sherlock turned his head to look at Anderson, frowning slightly, as if to say: Why are you so stupid.

"Mi Xiaoxiao, I want coffee."

"At this."

Mi Xiao diligently leaned over and offered the hot and fragrant coffee.

After Sherlock took a sip, he said, "You often make coffee."

Mi Xiao nodded, and replied: "Because some people like to drink coffee, and I am in a group of people, and the coffee is the best, so this job belongs to me." Mi Xiao shrugged, because of this, she was honored Made a good cup of coffee.

"That's good." Sherlock replied absently. He put the coffee back in Mi Xiao's hand, and said to Lestrade, "Bring Rachel here, I want to ask her questions."

"She's dead," Lestrade told him.

"Very well, manner, cause of death, time."

"Is there a connection?"

"There must be." Sherlock said with certainty, but in fact, his expectations fell through. Rachel has been dead for 14 years, which means that she has very little relationship with this case.

"Rachel died before she was born 14 years ago," Lestrade added, implying that little was gone.

"No, no, how is it possible, then why did she do that, why?" Sherlock asked himself, looking around, trying to get some inspiration from it.

"Shouldn't she be thinking about her daughter before she dies?" Anderson asked, before sneering: "Yeah, sociopath, I finally get it."

Sherlock ignored the other party's ridicule, or he didn't care at all. He turned his head and said to Anderson, "She's not thinking about her daughter." Sherlock was sure of this.

"She used her fingernails to dig out the name on the floor. Doing so before she died was very laborious and added to the pain."

John, who had been listening, couldn't help asking: "You said that the victims were forced to take the poison themselves by the murderer?" This sounds a bit stupid.

Sherlock walked back and forth in the small living room, and he answered John's question: "Maybe, the murderer said something, which involved her daughter's death, but it was an old thing, why is she still struggling?" Locke overturned his hypothesis again.

When he said this, everyone fell silent.

Sherlock asked a little puzzled, "Isn't it?"

John looked around and replied, "A little bit."

So Sherlock asked John: "If you were dying and you were killed, what would you say when you were dying?"

John's answer was, "Lord, help me."

"Use your brain, forget it, Mi Xiaoxiao, what about you." Sherlock turned around and looked at Mi Xiao who had been standing beside him holding a cup of coffee.

"Me?" Mi Xiao pointed at herself, thought for a while, and said, "If I am killed, I will tell others who killed me, even if it is just a little information."

At the time when she was being hunted down, she had already thought about doing that. According to her memory, after Wo Jin and Pike died, the brigade made a big fuss. Of course, she didn't want the brigade to follow the chase. The people who killed her fought against each other, at least, anyway, they could kill the employer, um...probably.

Mi Xiao thought uncertainly.

"Message, message, message! You're right! She's trying to tell us something!" Sherlock exclaimed excitedly when he thought about it.

At this moment, Mrs. Hudson climbed upstairs and asked Sherlock: "The taxi is here, Sherlock."

"I didn't call a taxi, tell him to go," Sherlock said

He probably belongs to the kind of person who can get a taxi by waving his hand no matter what time of day, so why does he need to hail a taxi?

"It's a mess in here, my dear," said Mrs. Hudson, coming in and seeing it.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Hudson, I'll let them clean it up." Mi Xiao said with a smile full of malice.

In the end Mrs. Hudson was chased away by Sherlock, which was really rude.

Because Sherlock was too annoyed by their voices to think, he needed a quiet environment, so he yelled: "Everyone shut up, don't talk! Hold your breath, I'm thinking, Anderson, turn your face, you're in my way Thinking about it."

After Mi Xiao heard this, she couldn't help but burst out laughing, and then she got the stare of the Sherlock card.

Oh, at least he didn't say Mi Xiao.

Anderson expressed dissatisfaction: "What, my face..." Why does my face bother you?

Mi Xiao guessed what he said later.

Because Lestrade stopped him and ordered: "Everyone be quiet, Anderson, you turn around."

Anderson expressed strong dissatisfaction with this, but it was of no use.

After the surrounding was quiet, Sherlock was satisfied. At the same time, he also got the answer, suddenly realized, and smiled, "She is really smart, yes, she is smarter than you, but it is a pity that she died, do you understand?"

As a result, a group of people were confused.

"Hey, I remember my husband said that the lady lost her mobile phone. Does the gentleman want to say that the mobile phone is the key?" Mi Xiao coughed. At this time, she was determined not to side with Lestrade and the others!

"That's right!"

Mi Xiao was praised by Sherlock again, although it was only a mistake.

No, she just happened to have a companion playing with a mobile phone, and using it to monitor and control others.

Mi Xiao touched the bridge of her nose in embarrassment, but she still had a sense of pride.

Thank you for playing with mobile phones, fellow knights who use mobile phones as weapons, the applause rang out [Papapapa

"Her mobile phone is not lost at all, but a murderer. When she got out of the car, she knew that her life was not long. She threw down her mobile phone to guide us to find the murderer."

"But how?" Lestrade asked, still unable to imagine the connection.

After Mi Xiao heard it, she felt that she should use what Sherlock said, the reason why the IQ of this street can pass is thanks to him, who scored so many points alone.

Thank you, sir.

Mi Xiao looked at Sherlock who had been dragged back to Rachel's topic with pity, and finally he shouted helplessly: "Mi Xiaoxiao!"

"It's sir." Mi Xiao straightened her back, immediately lost the pity in her eyes, and said, "GPS, I think the phone has GPS, and she threw it in the car, probably hoping that people can find the prisoner along the location of the phone." But How to find it, Mi Xiao said he didn't know!

She just happened to know a GPS!

So next, sir, it's up to you alone.

"Listen, Mi Xiaoxiao, a lady engaged in manual work, she can know the answer, why can't you think of it, you are so stupid! Rachel! Don't you understand? Rachel!"

Sherlock repeated it again.

Get a pair of confused eyes.

And Mi Xiao was very happy, she was praised again, ahem, no!Why do you feel a little strange?

Sherlock laughed at them, and directed John: "John, there is a name tag on the box, give me the email address."

Following John's counting, Sherlock's fingers tapped the keyboard quickly.

"She doesn't have a laptop, so she does business on her phone, a smartphone, and she can use email, so we log into her account, the username is his email address, and the password, Rachel."

"Get into her mailbox, how about that?" Anderson always liked to show his presence in front of Sherlock.

"Anderson, shut up, the IQ of the whole street has been lowered by you."

"puff."

No need to guess, it's Mi Xiao again.

"Mi Xiao, my coffee."

"Here." Mi Xiao walked to Sherlock's side in a few steps. He took the coffee, took a sip, looked sideways at Mi Xiao who was squatting beside him, and asked, "Did you make it again?"

"Sir, I've always been by your side." Mi Xiao said which one of your eyes saw her having sex again.

Sherlock looked at Mi Xiao who squatted down and got even shorter, he nodded and said: "Very good, keep it up."

After speaking, he turned his attention back to the computer again.

And Mi Xiao was at a loss, and didn't know what Sherlock was referring to.

However, it's not a bad thing anyway.

Mi Xiao felt relieved and thought.

Sherlock enters the password and uses GPS to lock the location of the phone, and the answer he gets is incredible.

It, the cell phone is in 221B Baker Street? !

Sherlock was a little surprised when he got this answer. He can guarantee that his memory is correct. When he retrieved the box and rummaged through it, there was no mobile phone. So where did this signal come from?

At this moment, a figure went upstairs and slowly approached Sherlock.

Sherlock simply blocked everyone, including Mi Xiao. He was wondering who he didn't know but believed.

If Mi Xiao knew what Sherlock was thinking, he would definitely ask: Sir, are you playing a brain teaser?

Suddenly, Sherlock's eyes fell on the sign on the chest of the person walking up, which said London taxi driver, and the mystery disappeared in an instant, and the answer appeared, a door-to-door answer.

The murderer behind the scenes is——

hum~

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated, Sherlock took it out, opened it, and there was a text message, a text message from the deceased's mobile phone, which said - follow me.

Sherlock used a very bad excuse, saying that he was going out to get some air. John was a little worried about this and asked him if he was okay.

Of course he's fine!

Sherlock was pretty sure he was just a little excited.

Sherlock's eyes faithfully reflected his thoughts.

"I'll go and have a look." Mi Xiao said to John. As a bodyguard, she thought she had to keep up with her employer at this time. Based on how she got along these days, Mi Xiao dare to assure that Sherlock found something very interesting. .

That is to say, if you can't survive, I will go by myself.

God, I hope this time it won't be like the first time, being chased by a group of people is so disgusting.

Of course Mi Xiao would not tell her employer about this.

However, when Mi Xiao walked out, what he saw was the buttocks of the taxi with smoke.

Tsk, Mi Xiao tutted.

Runs really fast.

The author has something to say: Bird sauce is about to cry, and this chapter hits Bird sauce’s jokes in many places, laughing and laughing. Fortunately, there is no one at home, otherwise I will be talking about Bird sauce ╮(╯ ﹏╰)╭

Really hard work Sherlock 23333

Take a look, it's the daily update again, do you have anything to say? (????)

Bird sauce has something to say~ Hurry up, bring home the bird sauce that warms the bed~

Alright, Bird Sauce is going to feed the cat~ Bye bye 233