12. The Goldfish of London 12
"For God's sake!" Lestrade clutched his stomach, which was as heavy as a stone, and groaned in pain, "Didn't I tell you not to meddle in this case?" Why are you still seen at the scene of the crime? β
Inspector Lestrade felt that he should have thought of it long ago when they went to interrogate Kate Evans at the last hotel - when they went to question the doorman, and the doorman was surprised and said, "Didn't your people come to ask once", so they didn't need to continue to ask, just follow the direction pointed by the doorman - maybe even earlier, when they were at Scotland Yard, Sherlock and Sherlock had known Sherlock for four years, I should have known what kind of virtue he was! Never admit mistakes, never repent!
Reality proves it once again!
"Sherlock, give me back my papers!" Lestrade demanded without refusal.
Sherlock pulled out a police card from his pocket and handed it to Lestrade.
Lestrade was still wondering how Sherlock could be so good at talking, so he took the police officer and looked at it, "WTH! When did you steal Donovan's papers? β
"Oh, it's the wrong one." Sherlock pulled another one out of his pocket, this time it was Inspector Lestrade, and he said "kindly", "You can keep this, I have it in my room." β
Lestrade couldn't help but yell at him: "Sherlock! β
Sherlock's attitude of "dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water" made Lestrade feel that he should have swallowed two more tablets and stomach tablets if he knew him.
As for Irene, she didn't say anything this time, she silently lowered her head and looked at her toes.
"Boss, the crime scene is not on the face of Sherlock Holmes, although his face is longer than the others, so can you come and see the real crime scene now? Also, I think you have to be mentally prepared not to throw up, and believe me, there really is no need to add more vomit to the crime scene. Anderson's weird voice came, and Lestrade took a deep breath, glared at Sherlock, and said angrily, "!" β
Sherlock stepped out of the way and let Lestrade go over to investigate the real crime scene, and Erin moved over: "Sherlock, there are many more skills you need to master to become a good detective than I thought. β
- In the process of finding Kate Evans' body, which is now the scene of the crime where they are now, Sherlock first used hacking skills to find out where Kate Evans' credit card was last used; When they arrived at the hotel, they showed their police badges, police officers from Scotland Yard, where they used silent stealing skillsβ two newly lit skills that opened Erin's eyes, in a certain way.
"Excellent, no, unique, I'm the only consulting detective in the world." Sherlock was in high spirits, just as swaggering as his curly hair.
However, Erin asked, "But didn't you learn your deduction from McCroft?" β
Choking on a word, he turned his head to stare at Irene, who also tilted her head, "Did I say something wrong?" β
It's really irrefutable, the deduction was created by McCroft himself, and then taught to the baby brother Sherlock, and when their peers were playing with mud, the Sherlock Holmes brothers had already deduced all kinds of life. Sherlock, who felt that he had lost, gritted his teeth and said, "Now your task is to get back the police officer card I originally returned to Lestrade. β
Erin asked clearly, "Do you mean Officer Donovan?" Inspector Lestrade has just been taken back by you. β
Sherlock snorted, "I know, why don't you go!" β
Erin blinked, and finally realized that Mr. Detective was starting to "tofu heart knife mouth" again, and said very cooperatively, "Okay, sir." β
Lestrade was first churned by the bloody crime scene - of course, not that the detective's professional skills were not in place, but this crime scene was particularly bloody. The murderer imitated Jack the Ripper and killed Kate Evans, who went by the alias Mary Kelly, and in the original case, Mary Kelly was the last person killed by Jack the Ripper, and the most brutal, not only was his throat cut, but his body was also dissected and one of his arms was mutilated...... In short, even the Scotland Yard team was very uncomfortable when they saw it - and Donovan told them that the reporters had swarmed like sharks smelling blood, the inspector rubbed his swollen and aching eyebrows, and told Donovan to block the news, and in this messy situation, he saw the duo who were casual and unadulterated pink, and a nameless fire burned to the brain, and Lestrade hated: "Sherlock, you only have thirty seconds this time!" β
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At this time, it was time for Anderson again: "Boss, you really took the wrong medicine today, and what you should do at this time is to drive away the person who polluted the crime scene, instead of asking him to stay." β
Lestrade: "......" He was really dazed.
"Thank you, Gary." Sherlock tugged at the rubber gloves on his hand and made a "snap" sound, like a triumphant cheer for his master.
Lestrade: "...... You've never remembered my name, have you? β
Now that the words have been said, it is not easy for Lestrade to take it back, so he will give Sherlock half a minute.
"Have you been feeling a dull ache in your upper abdomen for the last week, and a feeling of pantothenic acid and noise, Inspector Lestrade?" Erin's tone was a little worried, and she blinked her black and white eyes and looked intently at Lestrade.
Lestrade was stunned: "How do you know?" β
Erin tilted her head to look at Sherlock, and Lestrade followed her line of sight, and saw that Sherlock was almost lying on top of the victim's body, yes, Sherlock, "Sherlock sued you?" No, you learned it from Sherlock? β
Erin grasped the hand of Donovan Police Officer and Witness naturally copied it into her jacket pocket, and said with a sincere face: "I think you have a stomach ulcer, Detective, it's best to go to the hospital to have a look." β
Lestrade was stunned for a moment, "Oh, oh. "When did Sherlock and his girlfriend get a doctor? It's weird! The loyal Mr. Inspector wanted to think about the east and west, and was attacked by Anderson's "Thirty seconds to!" Bringing it back to reality, he didn't care about the things that made him feel crushed by his IQ, and instead focused on the current case, originally wanting to ask Sherlock what he saw, but how did he think that the words blurted out became-
"Sherlock, what do you see sick with her?"
Sherlock: "...... She was brain dead. β
Scotland Yard Squad: "......" leader, what the hell is this problem?
Lestrade: "...... Shut up, Anderson! β
Anderson: "......" He hadn't said anything, even though he was about to laugh.
Erin: "......" Erin thought she might as well not say anything.
There was a brief silence at the crime scene, but Lestrade's cell phone rang, breaking the delicate atmosphere. Mr. Detective, who was embarrassed, picked up his phone without looking at it, "Lestrade." β
The next moment, his face became solemn, and he motioned to the others not to speak, and let it go, and an undisguised voice came from inside: "Now that you see my work, do you think it is a hundred times better than that-to-do work of Chrissy?" You must know that I can restore the details of the year exactly, believe me, no one in the world can do it so perfectly. β
Murderer!
"It's you!"
"Of course it's me, and Mr. Holmes is there, so much the better. I know he helped you Scotland Yard solve Chrissy's parody case, and Scotland Yard is really as inactive as ever, please say hello to him on my behalf. β
After saying this, the other party unilaterally ended the call.
"Donovan, you go and call the technical team over and follow up on the call you just made to see if you can track down the location of the murderer?" Although Lestrade was also very annoyed that the murderer was so unscrupulous, not only sent a package to Scotland Yard, but also called to provoke the police, sure enough, just like Sherlock said, pretentious! "Sherlock, what do you want to sayβwhat about others?"
Where is the scene of the crime, there is still a figure of Sherlock jumping up and down, not only him, but even his female assistant is gone.
The Scotland Yard team shook their heads, they were all so focused on listening to the killer's call just now, and they didn't notice when the two of them were gone. Lestrade frowned, "Forget it, leave them alone, hurry up and get to work, we've got to catch that bastard, then-"
Anderson replied casually: "When the time comes, you must use your mobile phone to paste his face and smash his arrogant face." β
- The Flag has been established!
In fact, Sherlock rushed out of the scene of the crime when the killer said, "Sherlock Holmes is there," his piercing eyes scanning the crowd of onlookers outside the cordon. Not only because the murderer mentioned him, but also because of the background noise coming from the earpiece, all of which implied that the murderer was watching outside, watching the "work" he made, and defying the police officers at Scotland Yard, which made him feel extremely excited and sexually excited, but he didn't know that this phone call revealed more information about him.
Sherlock figured out a direction and ran over.
Erin followed half a step slowly, and when she saw Sherlock go to search for the murderer, she didn't follow. Compared to others who think it's a parody - this is certainly a parody case, Jack the Ripper became famous more than a hundred years ago, and he can't have survived to this day - Erin has one more choice, and that is the ghost of Jack the Ripper, after all, the murderer repeatedly emphasizes that Chrissy Thomas is a poor imitation, and also emphasizes the perfect reproduction of his own crime.
Erin licked her lips, she thought she had something to do now.