[Detective Sherlock] Rococo who sees through everything

After Rococo traveled to a foreign country, he experienced an illegal invasion for the first time in his life. He was still with a famous detective. As for how tired he was, it started more than five hours ago.

Rococo and Holmes left the villa before Dr. Roylott came back.Sherlock made an appointment with Helen to send him a text message once it was dark, and he took Rococo to rent a room on the second floor of a small hotel where Stoner's villa could be observed.

Dr. Roylott came back before dusk. He was in a strong body, and Rococo seemed to be able to hear the crash of his rough car door being slammed shut from the window on the second floor of the hotel.

But who will tell her, at a glance, there is a row of large characters floating in the bubble above Dr. Roylott's head [When is the best time to kill Helen tonight? ] How to break?

#罗克科 has already seen through how to break everything before the famous detective collects all the clues, waiting online, urgent. #

"Mr. Holmes, have you seen it?" She hadn't really seen the doctor in Baker Street before, and now she thought that this man was not something the two of them could handle based on his size.

[Roy Lott (185cm) (doctor) (no gun license, no trace of illegal gun possession)...]

The bubble in Sherlock's head told her that there was more to him than she saw.

"This time it will indeed be a little dangerous." Sherlock looked a little serious, watching Dr. Roylott walk into the front yard.

So you know, so let's call the police and hand it over to a professional, sir_(:з」∠)_

"But stupid police won't deal with cases without evidence." Sherlock seemed to have seen through Rococo's meaning, and he glanced at the electronic clock on the cabinet in the room.

Luo Keke didn't want to make fun of her own life, she insisted: "But sir, I don't have a gun license and I don't know Muay Thai or Chinese martial arts. Have you brought a weapon?"

"We don't need weapons."

Come on, no matter how pretentious your words are, the [No weapons on top of your head. ] The word has given you away.

"Mr. Holmes, after the afternoon's investigation, you don't have any clues, so you have to catch up?" Could it be that this wayward famous detective just likes to experience this kind of excitement? =. =?

"Rococo, we see the same things." He calmly stated this fact.

Rococo was speechless, she had to recall the vastness above her head during Sherlock's investigation in the afternoon, but it was a pity that she was not given the retinal camera function.After thinking about it for a long time, I only remembered that [air conditioner outlet] and [fixed bed] appeared repeatedly in Sherlock's bubble.

"I can only say that the biggest doubt is the rope tied inside the air conditioner and the design of the air conditioner facing the window. Could it be that the doctor used some kind of chemical reagent to enter Helen's sister's room through the air conditioner, causing Helen to have some Died after having a hallucination." Luo Keke felt that his reasoning was so reasonable, as long as he used it with his own abilities in the future, he might become a famous detective (:3つ)3

Sherlock didn't even look at her: "You're better at making up stories than planting flowers."

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Your own brain is thinking too fast and she started analyzing the next clue before she saw it clearly. Blame her?Blame her for QAQ, "But you still found some doubts about the air outlet of the central air conditioner and the fixed bed." Sherlock's tone could not hear much praise.

Hey, it's not thanks to you, a detective, oyz

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Several hours passed after dark, and Sherlock went out once during this period, and when he came back, his pockets were bulging.How much Roco wished that he had brought a pistol.

The lights in the villa went out one by one, and after the last light was also turned off, Sherlock's cell phone flashed twice, and a text message came.He glanced quickly, and his tone was slightly excited: "Let's go to Rococo, let's see the truth with our own eyes."

Please don't bring us, please.

So for the first time in Rococo's life, he climbed over the high wall of someone's backyard, and stepped on a piece of private land marked with someone's name with his hands covered in dust and wearing sandals.

"coming."

Sherlock's voice was so quiet that Rococo's body trembled: "It's coming? What's coming? QAQ"

There is a crescent moon hanging in the night sky tonight, the moonlight faintly illuminates the courtyard and Sherlock's side face is raised and looking into the distance.

Further up, there is such a word in the bubble above his head: [Nursing Large Dog (Quantity x [-]) (One meter in length) (Weighing over [-] pounds) (Rabies unknown)].

Rococo obviously missed the doctor's two slightly bigger friends.

A deterrent low growl approached from behind, and Luo Keke froze in place, not daring to turn around.

Mr. Holmes, have you insured her yet?

A gust of wind approached rapidly from behind, and it was obvious that something was rushing towards her.The arm was suddenly grabbed, and it was heavily pushed to the side. Rococo narrowly escaped the watchdog's drooling sawtooth.

"Don't tell me you can't even save your life." Sherlock pulled her aside and sarcastically lowered his voice, then took something out of his pocket and quickly threw it to the two dogs respectively.

So the drooling bulldog who had equated the two people in front of him with the dinner meat in the bubble above his head before, his limbs became weak and fell to the ground after a while.

Sherlock frowned, and said to Rococo who was still immersed in "My God, what did I miss just now", "The potion in those two pieces of meat can make them sleep for a whole day, if you want to wait for them to wake up here I don't mind."

Rococo summed up the implication of the words - if you are in a daze and stupid again, I will leave you =. =

Treating employees casually, you really didn't buy insurance, right?

Sherlock lightly knocked on the glass of Helen's room, and the glass window opened and jumped in. Rococo could only crawl in with his hands covered in ashes again.And Helen quietly returned to her original room.

"Rococo, sit on that chair and stay away from this bed as much as possible." Sherlock then added, "Be vigilant at all times."

The curtains were drawn in the dark room, and even the colorful world above Sherlock's head was covered by the darkness.It's true that the two of them are in the same room, but it's a pity that she is sitting on a hard chair, and there is no work-related injury insurance and overtime pay. The QAQ time drifted away a little bit, and there was no movement.

"Rococo, don't sleep."

Rococo, whose eyelids began to twitch, was awakened by Sherlock's voice. zzZ

"Mr. Holmes, are you wearing night vision goggles?" There must be something wrong with seeing what she was doing in the darkness.

"Your breathing rate has changed." It's almost inhumane, straight to the point.

At about three o'clock in the morning, Rococo heard intermittent small whistles, and the small but crisp high-frequency rhythm was easily captured by the ears.

"It's coming!" Sherlock jumped up suddenly, and turned on the screen of the phone to blur out an area that could barely be seen clearly.

I still remember that when he said this a few hours ago, two ferocious dogs rushed over like hungry wolves. What is it this time?

Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

The whistling sound became sharper, and suddenly a very thin thing protruded from the air outlet of the air conditioner that was originally tied with a rope.Sherlock took out a small bamboo stick that he didn't know where to get, and lashed at the thing that only protruded a little bit.

Rococo also turned on the light of his mobile phone. If he read it correctly, it was indeed a strip with spots at a glance.

After several whippings, the life-bearing belt shrank back and disappeared into the air outlet of the air conditioner.

"That's..." The second half of Rococo's sentence was still in her mouth, and she saw the word [Viper] above Sherlock's head under the dim light of the mobile phone.

He turned on the light and said simply and clearly: "Come on, let's go to the next door."

What's next door?A poisonous adder and a burly middle-aged doctor, will you give her the freedom to say "no"?

When rushing into the next door, the doctor was holding on to the head of the viper, keeping the movement to open the safe.He was still somewhat taken aback by Holmes's presence.The next second, the doctor threw the snake into the safe, and there was a loud "bang 嘡" sound. Obviously, this was the sound of heavy knocking that Helen heard before her sister died.

［[email protected]#￥%&!Obstacle bastard! ]

These words flashed past Dr. Roylott's head. There is no doubt that those gibberish characters were all dirty words.

He conveniently picked up the curled-up dog whip beside him, which was used to control snakes, and rushed towards Sherlock.

"Sir, be careful!" Rococo yelled, and quickly backed out of the door_(:з"∠)_

Sherlock was quicker than she had imagined, and easily dodged the doctor's attack, dodged to the side, and hit the doctor's face with his elbow.He looked more like an expert in martial arts than a famous detective at this time.

Rococo admits that Sherlock has a base for his pretentious words, and there is no need for weapons at all. Mr. is very skilled ＿(:з"∠)＿

In the end, Dr. Roylott didn't know how many ribs were broken. He hugged his hands in pain and nestled on the floor, waiting for the police to arrive.

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"Actually, this is still a little different from what I imagined."

On the way back, Sherlock suddenly complained to her assistant.

"What do you imagine =.=?" Rococo asked cooperatively.

Sherlock was not in a hurry to answer, but Rococo already knew the answer in advance:

[The adder is enraged and bites the doctor back. ]

she shouldn't ask oyz

"Mr. Holmes, can we talk more about the specific matters at work?" Rococo decided to ask her huge and profound questions from last night to the present.

Sherlock moved his gaze from the window to Rococo, waiting for her to speak.

Rococo had a serious face, and she cleared her throat: "Well, sir, can you buy me an insurance?"

The author has something to say: Special Note: The plot is somewhat different from the original (Sister Helen died of fright, not the snake bite with a bug that could not be found) (The doctor threw him directly into prison so that he would not die so happily. )