The scratching Lestrade struggled to cheer up and reported to the police of Sherlock's bad thing, codenamed Knight, "I'll make it clear to you in advance, because this thief committed a crime across borders, except for the case record of the loss of Van Gogh's "Holy Martyrdom", which is very detailed, the rest is not so detailed because it came from the police stations of other countries." There are also countries where the police think he is just a legend, do you know how much Van Gogh's "Holy Martyr" is worth? A conservative estimate is 40 million pounds! ”

Lestrade turned his head to look at Sherlock and Erin, who had a flat reaction, and twitched the corners of his mouth fiercely, first of all, Sherlock, this girl treats money as dung, anyway, he has an older brother who is in the British government to raise him, just like a kind brother who is strong enough to take care of his mentally handicapped brother, why is this description so cool; Speaking of Irene, Lestrade doesn't know much about her, but he can't bear to have a gossipy Anderson by his side, according to his analysis, this Asian lady is also a "rich second generation who is idle", and the reason why she uses 'also' is obviously another one who is Sherlock.

Now, look at the two of them who don't raise their eyebrows when they hear 40 million pounds, Lestrade really wants to take out the welfare system of Scotland Yard and paste Sherlock's face, the rich second generation!

The tired, sleepy, and hard-working detective slammed the data box on the table, "It's all here, oh, it's a little shabby, but it's already the limit to be able to integrate you to come in and read the data, so you can understand, right?" ”

Lestrade said with a straight face, and the next moment he was ruined by Sherlock's words, who didn't know what politeness was, "Coffee, two pieces of sugar, thank you." ”

"Damn it!" Inspector Lestrade walked out of the door of the data room, kicked the wall hard, cursed, and ...... Went tinkering with the police station's coffee machine. When he returned with three cups of coffee, he saw Sherlock and Erin sitting in a row flipping through the information at a dizzying pace, and for some reason he suddenly felt his heart soften.

Although Sherlock usually makes people want to put his sack in his sack, want to shove socks in his mouth, want to rush over and punch him, want to open his head to see how his head looks like a melon that is not a small head...... But whenever Sherlock solves another difficult murder and the murderer is apprehended, Lestrade finds his various unpleasantness unbearable.

So, now that there is a girl who can stand this goods, Lestrade actually has a sense of relief in his heart that "my family has a child who has just grown up", and then ...... I was so disgusting that I didn't even eat lunch.

But on the whole, the loyal and kind detective is still happy for Sherlock, and hopes that Sherlock can use this to change his stinky and hard virtues like stones in a pit, after all, he has made a less ungrounded girlfriend.

I can only say that Mr. Inspector, who has such an idea, is still too naïve.

Sherlock said like a dumb riddle, "Oh? Oh, interesting. ”

Comrade Xiao Ai also leaned over to take a look, "Hmm, I know." ”

Lestrade: "?? He put three cups of coffee on the table, "Is there not enough information?" But if you want more information now, you'll have to wait until Scotland Yard opens tomorrow at the latest. He still thought that he wouldn't be able to sleep today, and that he hadn't finished writing the paperwork report on the Jack the Ripper copy.

Sherlock obviously didn't mean to explain, and Erin, as an assistant, raised her head and said to Lestrade, who was about to stay up late, "Inspector Lestrade, I think we've found the knight." ”

Lestrade: "!! ”

Sherlock said impatiently, "You're not hallucinating, Grover. ”

Irene heard Sherlock call Lestrade the wrong name again, and couldn't help but remind him: "The inspector's name is Greg, Sherlock." ”

Sherlock stared at her, "How do you know?" ”

"I've seen the Detective's police card," there were several of Lestrade's police cards in 221B, and Erin suddenly realized something, she tilted her head towards Sherlock and said silently, "Actually, you've always known the Inspector's name, haven't you?" ”

Sherlock replied with a straight face: "Whoever makes him always annoy me, you are not allowed to sue him." ”

Erin smiled and gestured to him ok.

Lestrade: "...... You two are so annoying! No, Sherlock didn't you get my police card back, and Donovan's! No, that's not what I want to say, what did you two just say? You two just read the incomplete police reports and find the knight who has made the police in several countries helpless?! ”

Erin didn't quite understand Lestrade's excitement, so she turned her declarative answer into an interrogative answer, "Yes...?" She saw that Mr. Inspector's expression was still very bad, so she added, "Now I can only say that I am a suspect, but it is very simple to prove, is there any problem, Inspector?" ”

Lestrade remembered the people in Scotland Yard when "The Holy Martyr" was stolen, remembered the headache of the head of the country where the other thefts were stolen, and remembered that he was still shouting about the lack of information or something, and his heart was broken.

“…… God bless me. The detective touched the coffee he had brought over, touched, didn't touch it. For God's sake, can't you even get along with him with a coffee cup now? Lestrade glared at the table, realizing that he had touched the wrong place, and couldn't help but hold his forehead and groan in pain, and sat down on the chair with a broken jar, "Now, surprise me." ”

Sherlock glanced at him lazily and said, "A cufflink is involved." ”

No more.

Lestrade: "......"

Lestrade had also seen all kinds of tricks made by Sherlock Bear, but he could never get used to it, he looked at Comrade Xiao Ai again, and found that she was well adapted, and thought in his heart what pot with what lid, but why was she so unhappy. Lestrade ignored Sherlock and asked Irene, who he thought was better talking, "Can you explain?" ”

Sherlock snorted through his nose.

Lestrade rolled her eyes, pretending not to see it, and Erin took out a picture and pointed it to Lestrade, "Look at this man's cufflinks." ”

Lestrade: "?? ”

Erin reached for Sherlock's magnifying glass, which had been used to see the cufflinks, but found that it was no longer where the magnifying glass had been placed. Erin blinked her eyes and stared at Sherlock, who was not overmoved. Erin thought that Sherlock deliberately misnamed Inspector and thought that he was really childish sometimes, just the kind of childishness with those cute ones.

"Can you elaborate on that?" Lestrade didn't see why, and gave up in frustration.

Erin came back to her senses, thought about it, took out her phone from her pocket, dropped the high-powered camera, zoomed in on the cufflinks in the picture, showed Lestrade the pattern on it, and took out another picture of a collection of stolen ancient Greek coins, and pointed to an ancient Greek coin on this picture, "They are exactly the same." ”

Lestrade makes a reasonable guess: "It is also possible that he bought it on the black market. ”

Sherlock scoffed, and Lestrade pretended to be deaf and waited for Erin to explain to him.

Erin smiled and explained to Inspector Hao: "I checked, each coin in this collection of ancient Greek coins is unique, and if it goes into the black market, it will be too easy to recognize." Besides, Inspector, as you said before, no one knows the true face of the knight, and it is obvious that if he stole things into the black market, it will be easy for the news to leak. Now it seems that he did not steal for money. ”

What do you mean by that? Wait, I know him," Lestrade looked at the middle-aged man wearing the cufflink, "Albert Hawke, who is the owner of the Hawke Charitable Trust, set up a fundraiser after Van Gogh's "Holy Martyr" was stolen to recover the painting, and he is still keeping an eye on the progress of the case. However, in the past six months, I have asked less, and I heard that the heir who has been missing for many years has been recovered. Speaking of this, the detective suddenly realized, "That's why no one doubted him at that time, who would have thought that he was—"

"The thief shouts to catch the thief." Sherlock, who was unwilling to be left out in the cold, interjected coldly and dragged a Chinese idiom. Of course, Mr. Inspector did not understand, but Comrade Xiao Ai could not understand, she nodded, and unconsciously switched to the Chinese language mode: "This is the blind spot of ordinary people's thinking, if you use positive thinking to think, they will subconsciously eliminate Mr. Hawke, who is trying his best to hunt down the thief." ”

Sherlock disagreed, and gave an evaluation to the international policemen who had never caught the 'knight': "The corpse is a vegetarian meal." ”

This idiom is difficult, and Erin did not hesitate to praise herself: "Sherlock, if there is a Chinese proficiency test, you can pass level eight, the professional level." ”

Lestrade finally touched the coffee cup this time, and interjected strongly: "I said, can we speak English?" ”

Erin thought for a moment what 'corpse vegetarian meal' meant, and blinked, "I guess we'd better move on to the real thief." ”

Lestrade looked at Comrade Xiao Ai, and then at Mr. Detective, Sherlock showed him a Sherlock-like smirk, and a particularly big smirk, Lestrade twitched the corners of his mouth, lowered his head and poured a sip of coffee: "So, what is this?" Rich people's kleptomania? I ask you, Sherlock! Do you know how many times I reissued my police officer ID card this year? ”

Irene, who was also instructed by Sherlock to steal Officer Donovan's police officer-certificate, silently lowered her head and pretended to look at the case file on the table, and after a while, with a "hmm" sound, she moved the case file to Sherlock: "Sherlock, look at this unsolved case, I don't think they need to look for the murderer who shot and killed two people, obviously only one of these two 'victims' is a real victim." ”

"Obviously." Sherlock, who glanced at him casually, said this.

Inspector Lestrade felt that he couldn't get any better, and that his knee was about to be shattered by an arrow.