23. The Goldfish of London 23

After feeling sorry for himself, Lestrade said expressionlessly, "Oh. ”

After Mr. Inspector responded, he lowered his head and held the coffee cup and poured it violently, and the coffee in Scotland Yard was really the same as always...... Unpleasant.

When he looked up again, he found Sherlock staring at him with burning eyes, which made him creep, so he pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "What? Are you waiting for me to say, "For God's sake, you just have a casual glance and you know, you are talking nonsense"? Sherlock, I've seen through you, and if I don't say this, you can't help but say what you think. ”

Sherlock and Irene didn't speak, and Inspector Lestrade, who seemed to be very calm, stood up abruptly the next moment and slapped the table hard: "Fuck your high IQ!" I'm fed up with this feeling of doubting that my IQ is not enough! Damn, did God think about other people's feelings when He created you? ”

As soon as Inspector Lestrade erupted and the evidence room fell silent, he was heard panting.

After a while, Erin moved the cup of coffee that the inspector poured her to Lestrade, "Give it to you, I'm not used to drinking coffee, and I want to correct you, in my country, it was Nuwa who made people." ”

Sherlock raised an eyebrow, "I thought it was God." ”

Erin thought for a moment and replied to him: "Then it depends on which mythological system it is." ”

Lestrade: "......" Damn, he's angry and complaining, why are these two people starting to frown again, it must be the wrong way for me to complain! But as soon as he did this, the good-natured Mr. Inspector deflated like a popped balloon, and he sat down and said as if nothing had happened: "So, why did you two bring other case files?" And give me a good talk about this case. ”

Detective Hao looked at it again, and saw a stack of cases on the table, all of which were old and unsolved cases, and he rubbed his face fiercely, "Why don't I feel surprised at all." He said to Erin as if he remembered something, "Do you know what the most outrageous and fucked thing Sherlock has ever done at Scotland Yard?" ”

“Shutit!”

"Yo, don't you care about such inconsequential matters? Why don't you say it now? I'd love to hear it when I think I'm like to hear it, right? "Lestrade is so angry that it comes and goes as fast as it comes, and he now secretly thinks that he has found Sherlock's fate: he doesn't care about this thing, but now he doesn't care in front of the girl he likes.

The more Sherlock wouldn't let him say it, the more he had to say it, he had known Sherlock for four years, and he still didn't know his black material, Lestrade suddenly came to his senses and said to Erin: "This little bastard once stole a corpse out of the police station-"

"The two deceased in security uniforms, at least they looked like this, but one of them had recently sewn on his armband, and his uniform was not uniformly made, but bought from the store, suggesting that he was pretending to be a security guard. As for the museum they were responsible for preserving, he didn't lose anything, which means that he did it to enter the parking lot, and it would be easier to look through the car by dressing up as a security guard.

In the column of looking at the evidence, there are four vehicle registration cards, and the vehicle registration card has the address of the owner of the vehicle, and then look at the four cars are high-end cars, it is obvious that this fake security guard also has accomplices, he is responsible for keeping an eye on high-end cars, and then notifying the accomplices, and then taking advantage of the owner's absence to carry out the robbery.

So the situation is like this, the real security guard saw that the fake security guard was acting sneaky, so he followed. The fake security guard fired a shot at the real security guard, and the real security guard didn't die, so he snatched the gun and fired a shot at the fake security guard, and that's what it is now.

God, such an obvious fact is under your noses, and you will turn a blind eye to what you have in your head and go to the murder gun, the perpetrator and possible witnesses! ”

Inspector Lestrade exchanged half a sentence for Sherlock's four sentences, to be precise, a large number of words that changed four breaths, and he was stunned for a moment, Erin leaned over and glanced at the list of exhibits, and added: "It says that there is his mobile phone, and I can find his accomplices by figuring out Guò's address book, Inspector." Detective? ”

Lestrade: "...... My head is full of stories about you being detained in a temporary detention cell, being beaten by other inmates because your mouth was too cheap, pretending to be a street man and going to the red light district to stand on the street, only to have someone call your name, pretending to be a homeless man who hasn't bathed or shaved for a week, lice on your head, and so on. ”

Sherlock: "......"

Erin lowered her head and pretended to look at the case file seriously, and said in a tone as light as possible: "Sherlock, you really sacrificed a lot to solve the case, really. Puff haha-"

"Sherlock, what did you do to those lice later? Did you catch them and raise them? Compared with Comrade Xiao Ai, who knew how to lower his head and laugh, Lestrade, who finally found a chance to make Sherlock deflated, smiled so happily that tears came out of his eyes.

Sherlock's face darkened completely, and he took a deep look at Lestrade, who was smiling uncontrollably, and in the afterglow Erin's shoulders were still shaking, obviously this pleased her, but this was not what Sherlock wanted to see. He snorted heavily, and pulled the stack of unsolved case files in front of him—

"The killer is my daughter's boyfriend."

"The murderer is the eldest son of eight years old."

"The murderer is the secretary."

"The murderer is a neighbor."

"The murderer is the husband."

"The murderer is the deceased himself."

"The murderer is the husband, once again."

"Your wife has let you out of the house, and you've now moved into a small apartment, and the landlord has a western beagle, and she wants to sleep with you."

In less than five minutes, Sherlock, the only consulting detective in the world, solved seven unsolved cases that made Scotland Yard helpless, and he seemed to have drawn a categorical inference just by looking at the case files, and at the end he also gave Inspector Lestrade an additional inference, and after finishing speaking, he also made a difficult facial movement: the corner of his left mouth was raised sharply, and his left eye blinked with lightning speed, making him as innocent as he looked.

Erin, who was watching Sherlock finish "diagnosing" the case file that she had stuffed into her, looked over when Sherlock finished his last sentence, and Sherlock, who was sitting next to her, had already finished the difficult facial movements. When she looked over, seeing the undisguised admiration and longing in her black and white eyes, Sherlock irrepressibly raised the corners of his mouth, and the angular facial lines softened, but this sincere smile didn't last long, he pretended not to care and raised his chin to Erin: "Look at your case, you can deduce all the seven copies I gave you within half an hour, and you can only be considered qualified." ”

Erin immediately perked up, "I see, sir. ”

As soon as she lowered her head, Sherlock kicked the petrified Lestrade under the table, rightfully kicking the good detective back to his senses. Mr. Inspector was very weak, he felt that his stomach was heavy like a few stones, and he stood up with difficulty: "You two love it." "He's going back to his office to find the aspirin in the drawer, and he's swallowed it all!

Sherlock was pleased, and he went to find out all the old cases in the police department—he knew where it was, of course, and it wasn't the first time he had been to the evidence room—this time he hadn't gone through the case file again to tell the murderer, and he wasn't as focused as he had been now.

After a few moments, he pursed his lips and pretended to be nonchalant, "Well, as you can see, that's my job. "It's his world.

Erin looked up at him when she heard the sound, and in the dim light of the evidence room, her facial features, which were not as deep as those of Westerners, were even softer. The deep, bottomless eyes were shining, and the bright face was very sincere, "I know, in my opinion, it's an extraordinary job." As if thinking of something, Comrade Xiao Ai chuckled lightly, and his tone became brisk, "I think I can now understand why you said that you are married to work, and you really sacrificed a lot for it, so did you raise lice later?" ”

- After the 'purple accident', Sherlock and Erin had made a decisive decision before, and now another backlash has returned.

Sherlock was stunned, and with an extraordinary memory, he instantly recalled everything he had said to Erin:

"Girlfriends aren't my cup of tea."

"Boyfriend, that's boring."

"I'm married to work."

"I don't discriminate against any sexual orientation."

“……”

"Sherlock? You okay? Erin's voice brought Sherlock back to reality from the palace of thought, and he subconsciously pursed his lips, and he was able to lightly list fifty-six justifications for those things he had said, but when he opened his mouth, the words that made the ghost slip out of his tongue were: "You, you continue to read the case." ”

"Are you really okay?" Erin asked again uneasily, this was not the first time Sherlock had wandered.

Sherlock hesitated, and then said, "No." After he said this, he shifted his gaze back to the case file, thinking that if she asked again, he would explain it to her, but he waited for a while and didn't wait for Erin to speak again, and Comrade Xiao Ai continued to read the case file intently.

After two minutes, she finished analyzing the first case, that is, Sherlock said that the murderer was the secretary, and told Sherlock her thoughts: "In this case, the fiancé who is about to marry the boss's daughter is a liar, and he is plotting to steal the boss's daughter's money, and this matter was known by the boss's secretary and the secretary of the boss's daughter's crush, so the secretary became the princess's knight and killed the fiancé." ”

Sherlock had already deduced it, so he didn't care about it, and he was about to explain, when he saw Erin pat his forehead: "I forgot to inform Yun Niang that we found the 'knight'." ”

As he spoke, Comrade Xiao Ai took out a piece of paper, folded it into a paper bird, and asked the paper bird to fly to the Astor Museum to inform Yun Niang, the appearance of this paper bird was exactly the same as the one she folded to Sherlock before.

Sherlock's words of explanation came to his lips, and in an instant it receded into his heart like a tidal tide of the ebb tide, and the starlight in his eyes seemed to dim.