Officer Sally was still not able to take charge of the case, as it was snatched by Joyna from another group.

Sally had already been notified to take over the case, and now she was temporarily amputated.

She placed a stack of files in front of Lestrade, "How long is this woman going to be in Scotland Yard?"

Lestrade sighed, "This still depends on her own intentions, but it was also said that she won't be for long." ”

"It's better to be like that. Sally took a deep breath, "I continued to follow up on the jewelry store case. ”

"Yes. Lestrade nodded.

When Sally left in a menacing manner, Lestrade sighed again before explaining, "This is not the first time Joyna has done this, she is a very strong and responsible woman, and it is by far the best choice to leave the case of missing children to her." He's a more traditional English man, and he's a little ashamed to be judging a lady behind his back, but he goes on saying, "There's a good chance you'll meet her during your time at Scotland Yard, and it's better not to get into a conflict with her." ”

It doesn't sound like this lady is very easy to get along with, after all, even the evaluation of the good old sheriff faintly reveals such information.

Lance nodded in acknowledgement.

"So this case?" Rhett cares more about the case than Joyna gets along with him.

"It's not our case anymore. Lestrade said helplessly, "Joyna will take care of it." He raised his head and saw Lance's eyes narrowed, with a meaningful look on his face, and hurriedly said, "What is your expression, what I said is true, our group is under a lot of pressure, and now is not the time to calculate, solving this case as soon as possible and rescuing the children is the most important thing now." ”

"You're right, Sheriff. Lance smiled, "So you're a sheriff now~"

But unfortunately, it is estimated that it can only be a sheriff, and if you climb any further, you will probably be affected by politics anyway, such as Strauss, such as Anna.

No matter what kind of determination people are in nature, they will be shy of formalism when they are in politics, and many things will become helpless.

It is equivalent to a day's food and coffee in the police station, and when they come home at night, both of them are not in good spirits, and the people in the entire police station are busy, they are just dangling in front of Detective Lestrade, and there is no other useful information, and other cases are also in charge of special people, if they rush to □□, it will affect the rhythm of the police's case.

"I knew there was a conspiracy behind the jewelry or something. Ryde, who was lying on the bed and watched Rhett come out of the bathroom in his bathrobe, suddenly spoke.

Red's hand wiping his hair paused, not meaning to answer.

"The door is strapped. Lance said again.

"Hmm. Red reached for the bathroom door, "You don't want to say you're going to see a corpse. ”

Lance wasn't surprised that Red would say that, and since he knew what his eyes could see, Red would always be more nervous and unexpectedly tough than himself.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that serious men are attractive, at least in the eyes of Lance now, Spencer, who is holding a towel to wipe his messy hair but has a serious and stern expression, is simply handsome!

But Mr. Serious and Handsome only shows such a side when the two of them are there, and Lance feels a little pity and a little joy when he thinks about it. Quickly stiffened his face, turned sideways and pretended to sleep.

Red dried his hair and slept beside Lance, and after a long time, he stretched out his arm and slowly hugged Lance's waist, vaguely enclosing him in his arms.

Lance's eyelids jumped, but he didn't open them, and just fell asleep.

Sherlock got it.

Sherlock learns that Lestrade has a big case in his hands, but Lestrade doesn't want to turn to him because he has already found other helpers.

"Sherlock! You shoot again! The wall that was just repaired last month! The plumbing has been blown up by you!" John felt like he was about to explode, and having such a terrible roommate made it feel like hell every minute!

Sherlock reluctantly shifted his gaze to see John's already clenched fist before he let out a sneer and tossed the gun aside.

John immediately stepped forward and grabbed the gun and put it in the drawer.

"You've learned Lance. Sherlock spoke in a lazy tone, as if he had no energy.

John keenly heard the displeasure in Sherlock's tone, but he himself was angry and didn't bother to comfort the older bear child, "I just think safety is important, don't forget that you were in the hospital the day before yesterday and almost went to see the damn God!"

"Oh-"

John let out a big sigh of relief, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

The answer to John was Sherlock's flat and waveless eyes.

"Can't you just rest at home for a while, don't let us worry!" John put away his gun and walked back to the couch and sat down, "You can continue your experiment, the last cigarette ash ......"

Sherlock's eyes finally had a hint of light, and he raised his chin slightly arrogantly, "You should take a look at these more, it can make your little brain move." ”

John: "......" must have screwed Sherlock's head off before his little brain could move.

However, Sherlock now looked like a noble cat, and John didn't hit him anymore, telling him that the Weibo about his unknown number of cigarette ashes was not as popular as a small case that he wrote casually.

Sherlock saw that John didn't refute him, and the corners of his mouth hooked.

John didn't ask Sherlock why he was laughing again, but just sighed inwardly, it seemed that Sherlock's vanity was quite strong.

"You're getting close. But before John could relax, Sherlock suddenly regained his original thoughts, "What case is there to hide from me? Of course you will hide from me, I just came out of the hospital, and every one of you thinks it is dangerous, yes, you think I will put yourself in danger, especially since the dead fat man always thinks that he is smarter than me and can control everything about me!"

John: "......"

Sherlock glanced at John with an indifferent face out of the corner of his eye, "What's the big news about the police lately?Why don't you come to me?The IQ of Scotland Yard is not likely to rise to a level I don't know in a few days, so they already have a helper, oh~"

"What?"

"Huh?" Sherlock turned his head.

"You've never been out at all, have you, Scotland Yard has been peaceful lately, Sherlock, haven't you been out of the last case yet?" John licked his lips, trying to make himself look believable, but the poor doctor didn't even dare to look the man next to him in the eye.

The corners of Sherlock's mouth hooked slightly, but he quickly pressed down, "I got up this morning and looked at Twitter for a while, recently some guests of the comic house said that the comic house did not open the door, Lance and his lover will not open the door for several days because of simple things, Lestrade is also very busy, I also found that Lance and his lover appeared in the police station together, the reason why they can appear in the police station is nothing more than the appearance of a case that the IQ of Scottish goldfish cannot solve, and it has lasted for a few days, it must be an interesting case." ”

John: "Sherlock, the most basic courtesy, allow me to remind you. ”

"Uh-huh~"

"Press your raised chin, and 'Lance's lover', can't you call people by name?"

Sherlock pursed his lips, "There are some interesting cases that are not in my hands, B!"

John subconsciously stood up and ran in the direction of the drawer where the gun had just been placed.

Sherlock stared at him coldly.

John sat back on the couch, and now he subconsciously hid a gun when he heard Sherlock say 'b', nicotine patches, and a violin, three things, one would overwhelm Mrs. Hudson, one would make Sherlock delirious, and one would make him want to do something that would overwhelm Mrs. Hudson and make Sherlock delirious.

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Sherlock was aware of this, but he wasn't in the habit of helping people out, and he was happy to have a good reason to fight John. He raised his eyebrows and looked at John with a hint of banter.

The scene was very embarrassing!!

John rubbed his hands together in embarrassment!

"So what the hell has happened at Scotland Yard lately?" Sherlock slowed his voice and leaned back towards John, "I'll find out if you don't tell me." ”

That's right, this is a man who doesn't even know how many kinds of cigarette ash he is interested in, and he won't know about it because they hide his information, a mysterious man.

You see, he's only been out of the hospital for a day, and he's not even out the door, and he knows so much with just a few tweets......

Wait, why does Sherlock tweet from comic house guests?

"How do you have those guest tweets?" John adheres to the principle of asking questions if he doesn't understand, and he has already exposed his IQ in front of Sherlock anyway.

"Guess~" Sherlock looked at John's questioning eyes, and suddenly his mood was much better, and he even winked at John.

John: "......" He was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't guess, and how many kinds of ash are there? Two hundred or three hundred? That's pretty much the number, isn't it?"

Sherlock: "......" 166 Reading Network