[Detective Sherlock] Rococo who sees through everything

— Urgent, come quickly!By the way, bring in the pizza box at the door. Can SH fool Rococo twice with the same trick, obviously not.

She changed into home clothes, brushed her hair again, and then leisurely crossed the road, and found that there was indeed a box of pizza at the door of 221B.

Let the pizza go cold Ever think about how the pizza feels?

When she was walking up the steps to the second floor with the box of pizza in her hands, she saw the detective standing in the middle of the living room, looking down at a watch. There was an electronic stopwatch in the bubble above his head. Timing, the unit is accurate to milliseconds, and the last digit "swish" jumps from 1 to 1000, and the second digit will count up one digit.

This electronic stopwatch stopped when Rococo stepped into the door of the room on the second floor [00:07:48:233]

"I don't know what kind of major event will make you cross a 7.5-meter-wide road for more than 7 minutes. Brazilian turtles can walk faster than you."

This is the Sherlock Holmes-style "greeting", and Rococo is almost used to it_(:炸」∠)_

Rococo handed the box of pizza to him, and replied disapprovingly: "Sorry sir, I can't stand at the door of my house 24 hours a day waiting for your text message, and you have to understand that the Brazilian turtle doesn't know how to cross the road, it is very likely He was crushed to death on the way."

"Really? I don't need to know whether the Brazilian tortoise will cross the road or not. It takes up too much memory." He said as he opened the box of pizza.

Can a palace as big as yours not hold a Brazilian tortoise? ←_←

Then Rococo watched with his own eyes as the food-wasting detective removed the liner from the bottom of the pizza and threw the pizza box aside.

"Tuhao, did you buy a box of pizza just for the lining paper?" She didn't forget to look at the pizza with distress.

It is said that the richest person is to drink yogurt without licking the lid, and this one who eats pizza as long as the liner is even better.

Sherlock didn't respond to her, but separated the thick-looking backing paper in the middle, and took out a plastic film with a piece of paper sandwiched in it.

But he didn't ignore her words. The bubble showed that he put the words aside in his mind and drew a circle on the irregular word "local tyrant".

He spread out the innermost piece of paper and asked, "What is a local tyrant?"

"A local term." Rococo actually didn't know how to explain this word in English, but one thing is certain, she continued, "Don't worry, you don't need to know this at all, it takes up memory."

Indifferently, he moved his eyes from the paper to her face and paused for a few seconds, then lowered his head expressionlessly.

Don't be arrogant, sir, you obviously want to know, don't you!Your bubbly has already exposed you: [Local tycoon (scenario: buy pizza with liners) (guess: refers to people who like to collect pizza liners?)]

Tuhao, stop messing with Tuhao, what the hell is collecting backing paper?

But the famous detective quickly turned his attention back to the paper.

[L front paw-hind paw ≈15 inches, L stride distance ≈3 inches.Speculation: 2 feet, long body, short legs, probably carnivorous. ]

Besides that there is a very vague outline of an animal next to it.

"What is this?" Rococo leaned over, only to see four footprints on the paper, small but with paw prints like small cats.

"A full-scale copy of the paw prints from the crime scene sent by Police Officer Lestrade." Sherlock walked to the hanger and pulled off his coat.

"Send it? Use a pizza box?" Luo Keke thankfully changed into a pair of canvas running shoes before going out.

"An ordinary letter will be intercepted by that high-ranking official." He had already walked to the door.

Rococo looked at the bubbles to understand that the parentheses behind the senior officials are: [Senior Official (Mycroft Holmes)]

This brother is definitely true love.

But why not email ←_←

Speaking of which, she still remembers the whereabouts report she sent to this "senior official" that day: she went to race beggars in the alleys of East London.

How precise.

"This case is more interesting than expected." Sherlock had already started to go down the stairs, and Rococo, who didn't know anything, could only keep up.

On the way to "Scotland Yard", the big detective's bubble penetrated the roof of the taxi, and most of it was hidden from view, but the amount of information in the lower half of the exposed part was so much that Rococo didn't want to go into it. .

"Colonel Buckley died at home, his wife fainted beside her, and she is still unconscious."

"Sorry? What?"

Rococo, who looked at the scenery outside the window and tried not to look directly at the small half of the bubble, turned his head and blinked his eyes in confusion, only to realize that this detective who often sees through everything and still hides everything is in front of him. Take the initiative to talk to her about the case.

In view of the fact that there are N hidden parentheses in a sentence of this well-known detective who doesn't like long-winded words, and Rococo always blames himself for only remembering 52.8% of the content before opening the root, this case is compressed into this rhythm: Colonel Barkley, who has made military exploits in the Afghan battlefield, was heard by his maid in his small villa arguing with his wife Nancy at [-] o'clock on Monday night. He also screamed and was silent.The servants first discovered that the door was locked from the inside, and after entering through the window, they found the colonel lying in a pool of blood not far from the stairs. Arrived, disappeared.The fatal injury was a huge swollen impact injury on the back of the head, and the initial suspicion before the forensic examination was that the wife did it.

But that alone wouldn't make Sherlock feel worth dealing with.There is also a mysterious third party in this case. He came across the lawn to the window of this hall, left footprints on the lawn, and took the key. Some kind of animal footprint was left on it.

After getting off the car, Rococo followed Sherlock straight through the lobby of the police headquarters and into the forensic room, where Inspector Lestrade seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

Inspector Lestrade's bubble told Rococo that he was quite surprised: [Holmes will be accompanied by a woman. ]

"Who is this, irrelevant personnel cannot..."

"She was with me." Sherlock interrupted him directly.

"But she..."

"I said she was with me." Sherlock emphasized again.

Rococo seemed to have to explain himself: "I am Holmes' paid assistant."

Inspector Lestrade was about to say something more, but Sherlock refused to show mercy again: "Okay, you can go out, sheriff. You will only disturb my thinking here."

Walking towards him was a brown-haired female forensic doctor in a white coat.

"You are finally here, I have been waiting for you."

Luo Ke may have seen the words in the forensic doctor's bubble, mixed with mini love signs.

It's something she's seen with men and women on a date, or someone who's courting someone of the opposite sex.

"Oh, this is..." When he saw Rococo, he was obviously taken aback. This simple forensic doctor wrote all his thoughts on his face, and even Rococo could see this frustration.

[Does Sherlock have a girlfriend?Am I still in time? ]

But Sherlock...

"This is the third time, she came with me." Sherlock mentioned the number of times without any impatience, "Take me to see the colonel's body."

=. = She loves this girl.

"The colonel's cause of death was a traumatic blow from a heavy object on the back of his head, and there were many bruises on his body. However, it is currently unclear whether it was caused by falling down the stairs or by human knocking. Further identification will be needed to find out."

Next to the female forensic doctor was a black body bag on a stretcher.

[falling down stairs or human knocking]

These two words were listed in Sherlock's bubble.

"This is too troublesome." He unshielded to unzip the body bag, and turned around after ten seconds: "Rococo, just find a hard object to hit him."

"What?"

There are too many things thinking in Sherlock's bubble, as if everyone is looking for faults, Rococo can't find his intention in a pile of words, garbled codes and pictures.

"Or hit me with your bare hands."

Sherlock, who was talking to himself, didn't explain, and had a tone of "don't be cowardly, just do it".

So Rococo chose her...the latter.

However, do you know what it feels like to see that you will definitely be caught but can't get it back halfway through the punch?

Rococo punched at close range without skill, and had to look up at the bubble to observe the enemy's situation, and by the way, pretended to be observing his expression without arousing suspicion.

Can you imagine how tiring it is QAQ

Especially when the left fist was still halfway through, [right side, waist] appeared in Sherlock's bubble, and then her fist was caught and professionally unloaded.

"Come again!"

So Rococo struck again.

[left, chest]

Once again her fist was caught accurately.

"Come again!"

"..."

As the assistant of Sherlock Holmes, you not only need to sign up for the bulldog taming class, the medicine identification class, the alley race class, but also the boxing training camp.

spare her please (o__)

After swiping with all his strength about a dozen times, all of them were caught, and Rococo was already crying.

Then she saw the [artificial knock] in Sherlock's bubble cut in half, leaving only [falling down the stairs].

"Obviously, it is obviously impossible for an ordinary woman to hit a man so many times with almost the same force in a short period of time. As far as I know, that lady does not have a gym membership card. Besides , how could a colonel not fight back." Sherlock concluded.

So Sherlock does it just to make sure it's tiring and hard to do, right? (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ Panting Rococo, he suddenly felt that it would be useless even if he deliberately changed his running shoes. This detective did not play his cards according to common sense.

"I think we'll have to go see the lady." He had already started walking towards the door of the medical examiner's room.

At this time, the female forensic doctor behind her stopped her in a low voice: "That..."

"My name is Rococo, what's the matter?" She knew her intention when she turned her head and saw the bubble.

"You can call me Jasmine." She lowered her head shyly, "Excuse me, Xia... no, does Mr. Holmes have a girlfriend?"

Obviously not, otherwise that person will definitely be driven crazy←_←

"Don't worry, you can try boldly." Rococo replied with a smile.

But if she could really be the detective's girlfriend, then she must be no ordinary person.

After Rococo followed Sherlock, another serious question came to mind.

—— Tuhao, should you enroll me in an all-round class or something?

The author has something to say: Note 1: There is no doubt about the pronunciation of the word "local tyrant" in Rococo, it is tuhao.For this reason, let the author quote Baidu Encyclopedia [On November 2013, 11, Julie Kliman, project manager of the bilingual dictionary of Oxford University Press, said in an interview with the media that "tuhao" has not yet been officially included in the Oxford English Dictionary. , but words such as "dama", "yuqi" and "hukou" are already on the radar of OED writers. ] By the way, what the hell is dama?Aunt =. =?

Note 2: The L→Length (distance) in the text