Red flipped through the diary as he sorted out the accurate information and quickly printed it out. し

Lance watched as Red put on his gloves and stuffed the wad of paper into his bag and felt that he could still rescue it again, so he coughed.

Red: "?"

“...... It's better to leave it to Scotland Yard. ”

Red: "Of course I'm going to hand it over to the police, and Mr. Holmes can just come and get it if he wants to." ”

"I'm not going to show that person my diary!"

The final deal was that Lance made a phone call to Lestrade, and the Scottish Sheriff was obviously impressed by an 'acquaintance' who had mastered Sherlock's whereabouts and was in a neutral position, and his tone was good when the phone was connected.

“hello？”

"Sheriff. Lance looked down at his fingers, "I think I've been involved in a bad case and Sherlock is also related, if you don't bother, can the sheriff come to me, I think the sheriff can go directly to Sherlock to follow up after I understand the situation." ”

Reistide looked down at the printed paper in his hand, and felt extremely heavy. He already had a bad premonition when he received a call from John Peanut during the day, and went to tell Mycroft that the person didn't say much, just asked him to continue to protect Sherlock, and wanted to ask Sherlock directly, of course, when this idea appeared in his mind, he had already seen the end.

Obviously mentally prepared, but he still took a heavy blow.

"Let's be honest. "It's no surprise that the police will be protecting you in your neighborhood for the next two weeks, and this case is quite special." ”

"Can we find out what kind of 'special' it is?" Rhett asked, "because, after all, we are the parties involved, and we want to know what kind of events we are in and can protect ourselves." ”

Lestrade nodded, "If you weren't Sherlock's friends, I might have chosen to hide it, but it's for your own good." ”

"Because Sherlock's friends are more receptive so we can understand?" Lance joked, "You seem to know a little bit about this case, has there been a similar case before, or to put it bluntly, this is a serial killing......"

"Yes, yes. "We've been hunting down the 'worshippers' for three years. ”

"Oh! 'Admirer'!"

"In addition to the media, we also have a habit of substituting nicknames for certain people internally. "You are not allowed to show the dossier, and every time the 'worshippers' commit a crime, they sacrifice some people and take out their livers or other parts. Oh, and of course he picks his 'idol' before he acts, and then he gives some part of the victim to the 'idol' like a fanatical fan. ”

"So can I guess that the 'admirer' will eventually kill the 'idol' because of the unsuccessful courtship?"

"It's true, the 'idol' will be killed half a month after receiving his 'gift' from the beginning. Lestrade rubbed his eyebrows, "That's why I said I'm going to send the police to protect you, one of you has received a 'gift', Sherlock's involvement in the investigation may indeed cause the 'admirer' to be disgusted, did he do something again?!

Lance looked at the poor sheriff with some unbearability, in fact, according to the average or a higher standard, Lestrade is already a very qualified sheriff, his IQ is above that of ordinary people, he can listen to the opinions of others, and he also has a very strong sense of justice.

The only downside is that he has a man named Mycroft Holmes above him, and he has to take care of a cat named Sherlock Holmes.

"Sherlock's information needs to be asked by the sheriff in person, after all, we think that although the people we met are very similar, they are not the same person. Lance looked at Lestrade, who was already stunned, and very calmly shattered the sheriff's last psychological defense, "Although I don't know how you didn't let the omnipotent Sherlock know about the existence of such a criminal as the 'admirer', I also know that now a suspected 'admirer' has already made Sherlock notice him by giving 'gifts'." ”

"Oh!**!" Reestrade looked like he could jump up and fight Sherlock.

The next day, Lance went with Red to open the door of the comic house as usual, without any nervousness.

In Lance's mind, there is actually the most effective way to deal with this so-called 'worshipper', that is, to carry it head-on! Don't be cowardly! Although he is timid and afraid of death, it is not alarmist that he can overturn a squad by himself!

It was already past ten o'clock in the morning after sorting out the comics in the comic house, and Lance made a pot of coffee as usual, and then looked at the two police officers who had been lurking in the store since the morning to 'protect' them.

The two police officers were dressed in casual clothes, pretending to be big boys, and they didn't look very disagreeable, but they were a little absent-minded when they stood in front of the bookshelf and flipped through the books at first.

Lance glanced up and saw that they were standing under the label of the Japanese girl manga, and silently drew a cross for the two police officers in his heart, and then continued to drink his coffee.

After another twenty minutes, Lance sat down in the sink and found a boy in a jumper standing in front of the counter, his eyes were deep and beautiful, but his expression seemed to be a little embarrassed.

"Is there anything you need help with?" said Lance, smiling expertly, he had some impression of the boy.

The boy stretched out the fingers of his right hand and scratched his nose, "Ahem, that, I borrowed a book here the day before yesterday." ”

"Is something going on?" Lance noticed.

"Well, my sister loves that book, it's really good!" the boy said anxiously, "but I'm sorry she accidentally tore it up, I thought, can I buy it." ”

"Absolutely. Lance nodded, opened the drawer and took out a book with a cowhide bag inside, "I'll see, Mark, the title of the book is "xxx""

"Hey!" Mark's eyes widened, "You remember me?!"

"It's also something that I don't have. Lance then wrote a line at the end of the pen.

Mark turned his head sideways and seemed to be reading Lance's handwriting, "I always thought you were just sitting here drinking coffee, and from morning till night, a lot of things were done by the guys in your shop." ”

Lance raised an eyebrow, "Because my buddy is so much better than me." ”

"Hehe," Mark chuckled dryly, "you don't look like the others." ”

"Yes. Lance nodded, pushing the notebook in front of Mark so that he could see the words on it.

Mark was stunned, then took out a paper ticket from his pocket and put it in his notebook.

"So I'm the boss. Lance closed the notebook with the money, clipped it into the notebook, and stuffed it back into the cupboard, "If you need to, you can check out the other books, after all, the last book you borrowed has a sequel." ”

“...... Uh, a sequel, oh!" Mark grabbed a handful of his hair, "God knows I really like that book!

"Yes. Lance nodded, looking at the big boy who seemed to be annoyed and walked into the bookstore, "I think my charm is wrong gender." ”

A slightly stiff smile tugged at the corner of Red's mouth, "You know the probability that a man with a higher education in the UK will like the same sex......"

"Very high. Lance interrupted Red with a wave of his hand unceremoniously, "I'm a little worried. ”

Red followed Lance's gaze, the boy named Mark was picking out books, but his brow furrowed from time to time, and he couldn't figure out what he was thinking now.

"I'm more worried about the future of Scotland Yard than anyone close to me. Lance rubbed his forehead, "Not long ago, two officers from Scotland Yard managed to fall in love with otaku culture, comics ...... such thing."

Red turned his head and looked at the two officers like wolves looking at the comics.

Lance continued what he had just said, "I just can't understand what is written on it, but the inferior nature of men is still concentrated in girls." Then he was a little uncertain, "But since it's a girl's manga, maybe I still care more about the beautiful man in it, right?"

Red: "......"

By noon, the two police officers who had been immersed in the comic book world seemed to have regained their conscience as police officers, and said goodbye to Lance and Red as customers, and went to lunch, replaced by two other police officers.

...... It feels like a scourge for generations of people.

"I don't seem to have told them that I usually close the door and go out for lunch at noon?" Lance said to Red, "Wouldn't it be rude to chase people now?"

Red pursed his lips.

"Maybe I could text John and ask him to bring us two sandwiches, I don't want to eat other British food of unknown origin. Lance raised an eyebrow, "Although it may come with a Sherlock Holmes, I think it's a really good one!"

"It's up to you. Red shrugged his shoulders to show that he didn't care, "But if Mr. Holmes were to come over, we wouldn't have had a sandwich." ”

"Ah...... I heard there's a restaurant around the corner that sells dumplings!" Lance thought about it, but still took out his phone and texted John as he thought. "The different routine is a sign for the 'admirers' who are watching me. ”

"Yes. Rhett's chin lifted slightly, "The fact that we've changed our routine because of it shows that we've given it enough attention, which will make it satisfying at this stage, and it will make a move closer to get closer to us." Although I don't agree with using the victim as bait. ”

"But for us to say that the easiest and quickest way to do this is that even the best dancers will lose their pace a little because of the sudden increase in tempo, and we need to be the critics with a bad tongue with peace of mind. The corners of Lance's mouth hooked and he shook his phone in a good mood, "Sherlock won't be coming, John will still bring us dumplings, and I reminded him to ask the boss for vinegar! ”

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the two new officers who had begun to read a book with some boredom, "I hope Lestrade won't trouble me in the future." ”

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