"So, you're here to tell me that you've found the location where the real Philip Hawke's body is hidden?" Lestrade subconsciously looked at the clock, and it had been less than three hours since he had transferred Albert Hawke's body to Buzz Hospital. This case seems to be over, after all, the murderer died on the spot, but maybe this case will become an unsolved case. After all, the murderer is dead, and they can't find out to him the whereabouts of the real Philip Hawke who he killed, and if they let them do it, he doesn't feel like there's any clue at all.

Inspector Good took a deep breath and said to Sherlock, who had a strong curly hair in front of him, "Okay, you say." ”

"The gentleman who is very involved in the play—"

Reistrade looked behind Sherlock and bravely interrupted Sherlock's performance, "Wait, why didn't Erin follow you?" ”

"Oh, she's writing the autopsy report in Buzz." Sherlock replied lightly, and put his hand into the pocket of his coat, not at all noticeable.

Lestrade has not yet updated the latest gossip information - and also, no one has updated him on the progress of the relationship between Sherlock and Erin now, and as of now, the only person in the know who knows that the two of them have advanced to boyfriend and girlfriend is sinking into the Diogenes Club that he has single-handedly established. I thought she finally didn't want to jump up and down with you anymore, what do you think of me doing? You yourself know what your own virtues are, and if someone can put up with you for more than a week without the idea of beating you with a sack in their hearts, then thank God! ”

"She does." Sherlock glanced at Lestrade lightly and said, I don't know why, Lestrade saw the smugness on his expressionless face, and it was quite proud, for Lestrade, who was separating from his wife and divorcing, it had the same lethal effect as the previous flash. The good detective was trickling with vinegar in his heart, and said stupidly: "Proud hair, you are not in a crush." Speaking of which, do you need me to teach you a few tricks to pursue girls? ”

To Lestrade's surprise, this time Sherlock didn't blow up, but turned his head and replied, "Thank you, no." ”

Lestrade was taken aback, and in case he was mistaken, he confirmed: "Your 'thank you' is completely unironic, isn't it?" ”

Sherlock, who had a brisk attitude, raised his eyebrows after hearing the inspector say this, "If you have to let me say that since you first fell in love at the age of fifteen, several of the five relationships you have established so far have been dumped by you, believe me and I am not very happy to say it." ”

This was the familiar gesture of Lestrade, and the good inspector twitched the corners of his mouth, deciding that next time he would worry about this thing's private life, he would go and jump into the Thames, "Let's talk about this double murder for now." ”

At this time, Sherlock's cell phone rang, and he took it out of his coat pocket and looked at it, "Hmm", "As expected."

Lestrade: "What? ”

Sherlock casually put his phone back in his hand and said in a sparse and ordinary tone, "It's a triple murder now." ”

Lestrade stared at Sherlock for a few seconds, and why wasn't he surprised? It was originally an ordinary thief case, but after Sherlock got involved, the case was like a wild horse, from a double murder case, to the murderer and the victim died together, and now there is a third party? "Tell me, who?"

"Boss, Detective Thomas from the Anti-Narcotics Division is here, and he wants to discuss with you the murder of the undercover cop." At this time, Donovan's voice came from outside the office, and Lestrade asked her to go and take the case file to Detective Thomas first, and turned to Sherlock, who was obviously impatient, and said, "This case is more concerned above, so let's talk about this case, or I'll go back to you and talk about it in detail?" Or do you ask Erin to write another report like the one she gave us yesterday with an old case analysis? ”

"Now the facts prove once again that you can't be counted on the efficiency of your Scotland Yard, just wait." Sherlock didn't forget to taunt when he left the office, so angry that Lestrade's eyebrows sudden, and when the administrator of the evidence room called half a minute later, he was still pressing his forehead, and his tone was inevitably bad: "What's wrong?" ”

"Mr. Holmes said you said yes—"

"You said Sherlock, you made him love it!" Lestrade didn't ask anything about the phone stacked, whoever likes to worry about this goods will go, even if the little black car comes to pick him up again this time, he won't do it!

Sherlock then walked out of Scotland Yard with the box containing the evidence from Albert Hawke's case. And Gu said that Irene, who was writing the autopsy report at Buzz Hospital, was waiting for him outside the Scotland field, with a cardboard box at his feet, and when he saw him come out, he waved his hand at him, showing a brilliant smile, "Sherlock! ”

The corners of Sherlock's mouth rose unconsciously, and when he walked up to Erin's side, he still said with disgust: "It was stupid to do that just now." ”

Erin's eyes widened, and after thinking for a while, she replied: "How does it compare to drinking Pu'er tea and adding two sugar cubes to it?" ”

"Didn't you listen to me and stupidly put sugar cubes in it." Sherlock let out a slimy grunt through his nose as he spoke.

Erin picked up the cardboard box at her feet and walked side by side with Sherlock, "What about pretending to be asleep?" ”

Not to be outdone, Sherlock said, "You also broke off the corner of the real table." ”

"Your teeth are still knocking mine—" Erin blurted out without thinking, but luckily stopped the car halfway through, and both of them remembered the heart-pounding kiss they had received in the room, and immediately looked away from each other.

After a while, Sherlock said, "You have to know that there is a gap between theory and practice." ”

Erin didn't react at first glance: "Huh? ”

Sherlock immediately pretended that he didn't say anything, and raised his chin at Erin, "Tell me about what you found." ”

"Sherlock, you're right, Alan Blaine, the family doctor of the Hawke family was an accomplice, he was killed three days ago, and the police officer in charge of this case concluded that it was a burglary and homicide, given that Alan Blaine was found with his watch and wallet missing, and the drawer showing signs of being opened. Mr. Constable thinks that maybe Mr. Alan Blaine scared the suspect when he came home, so the suspect gave Alan Blaine a shot. It's a pity that this case has not been solved yet, and if you ask me how I know so clearly, I will sue you, I read the case file of this case, and here it is. Erin gestured to the cardboard box in her hand and winked at Sherlock.

Sherlock tilted his head and said very seriously, "Concentrate and continue with the suspicions you have found." At this time they all walked to the main road, and Sherlock waved and shouted, "Taxi!" ”

However, the good thing that usually he beckoned to a taxi to stop immediately made the other people of London who did not even wait for a taxi for half an hour envy and hatred did not happen this time.

After two minutes, Sherlock drooped his face and gritted his teeth out of his mouth and spat out the name of the "culprit", "Dead fat!" Are you still laughing? ”

"I think you now agree with what I said about McCroft's tight surveillance, okay, don't stare at me anymore, I won't say anything, now let's go take the subway, you are so familiar with the topographic map of London, you must know how to take the subway."

Sherlock's face was slightly better after being praised by Erin in disguise, but soon Erin reacted, and her expression became entangled: "Wait, Mycroft did this because he was not happy that you and I became boyfriend and girlfriend?" I'm not surprised that he would have known this so quickly, um, I didn't find out that the real room was monitored, or was there something I was overlooking? ”

Sherlock's face darkened, he would settle an account with the fat man himself, what made him inexplicably dissatisfied was Erin's attitude, he glanced at her: "You don't seem to care about the fat man's opposition to the escalation of relations between us?" I thought you cared a lot about his attitude. ”

Irene didn't answer immediately, but groaned.

Sherlock's face stinked even more, he was glad that he had gone to such great lengths to discredit him yesterday, no, it was the truth that described the true face of Mycroft, and made him look tall in Irene's heart—believe Sherlock, he would never admit it—and he fell to the ground about it. But Erin's attitude of not taking the two of them to upgrade their relationship so cautiously now reminded him of the fat man's mention that she would return to her plane, which made Sherlock unhappy anyway.

Erin said solemnly after a deep groan: "Sherlock, I don't deny that I texted Mycrof yesterday, and the answer he gave me back made my mind waver, but after meeting you, I gave up that thought, all I know is that I like you, and I want to be with you all the time." Seriously, it's so nice that you like me too, you don't know that when you say that, I feel-"

Shocked, Sherlock said in annoyance, "Shut up! ”

"I just wanted you to know what I wanted, Sherlock." Erin's black and white eyes were full of sincerity, "I like you." ”

Sherlock couldn't take his eyes off her pretty eyes, but he said dishonestly, "I'll tell you to stop talking!" ”

Erin also took in Sherlock's reaction, and she smiled and asked, "Or else?" ”

Sherlock said quickly, "Or I'll kiss you." ”