"Finding that councillor's daughter, that's what McCroft is all about?" Sherlock asked faintly, waking up the dreamer with a word.

Connie struggled for a moment, realizing that Sherlock's words actually made sense.

And finding the practical daughter of the councillor is still very helpful for McCroft's political relations, as for those sugar-coated shells, it is just a bargaining chip that McCroft uses to attract Sherlock......

Connie thinks Mycroft is still very good at doing such things.

#莫名有点方#

"Hmm." Morik nodded, this was indeed the most important purpose this time.

Connie looked sideways at Sherlock and understood his words, "So you're only looking for the councilor's daughter?" Aren't you ready to solve those bizarre cases? ”

#这不像是夏洛克能说出来的话啊. ＃

At this moment, Connie wanted to put the palm of her hand on Sherlock's forehead.

"Or else?" He propped his chin and looked back, a person occupying the single sofa, looking at the world.

"......" is really hell.

Morik became excited: "But those puzzles ......"

"There are no puzzles." Sherlock calmly interrupted Molik's words, and looked at the photo of the councilor's daughter in his hand, his eyes flashing.

"It's not about the woman." Sherlock spoke, referring to the disappearance of the councilor's daughter.

Connie looked at him for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Do you know that woman?" ”

A name popped up in her head, the most important "woman" in Sherlock's life.

thewoman.

Erin Adler.

But aren't people red-haired?

But it's okay to dye your hair.

But did they know each other so early?

Connie held her head and pondered, but she couldn't come up with a result.

Sherlock was looking sideways at Connie, as if digging into the thoughts in her head.

To be honest, he couldn't even see what she was thinking now.

"What do you think?" He looked at the messy hair on the top of her head, and reached out and put a hand on her forehead, covering the messy emanation, and the warmth spread from the palm of his hand with a slight dampness.

She was sweating. Meditate.

There seems to be some nervousness and unhappiness?

Why?

The woman.

Sherlock's eyes deepened, and he unconsciously used a trace of force under his hand, rubbing the top of her head lightly or heavily.

"I don't know." He spoke, feeling a sudden relaxation under his hands, and the corners of his mouth tilted slightly.

Molik: "......" gaze shifted from Sherlock to Connie, and then to Sherlock's palm on top of Connie's head, and his "I don't know" with a very shallow and gentle expression.

He let out a long sigh.

#给他一碗狗粮#

#别问他为什么#

#只想静静坐到老死('_ゝ)#

Connie looked up, "Then how do you know it's not related?" ”

Sherlock withdrew his hand and leaned back on the couch.

"She was in London just over a week ago." He squinted, remembering the woman who seemed to have had too much contact with Moriarty.

Connie gasped.

#等等她为什么要抽气? ＃

She made up her mind: "A week ago happened to be the day of the murder of the husband and wife, but the little boy didn't say that it was a sister who saved him...... Isn't it the same person? ”

Connie imagined the possibilities, and her eyes suddenly startled, and she looked at Sherlock with a terrifying look.

It can't be what she thinks......

The woman had been in London a week earlier, and Moriarty had been there at that time, and perhaps he had seen the woman earlier when Sherlock and Moriarty were in a confrontation, so he recognized it......

Then in the case of the husband and wife victimization, there was a contradiction in the testimony of the little boy.

Either the boy recognized the wrong person, or the boy was lying at all.

"What can a 10-year-old understand?" Sherlock meant something, as if guiding Connie's thoughts.

"It can't be!" Who would go and mutilate their own biological parents!?

Sherlock handed over the phone, and Connie looked at the sealed information, a chill in her heart.

That little boy turned out to be adopted.

And turning the data page, there is a photo of the boy and a middle-aged man.

The black and white photos are eerie.

"The rest of the conclusions can be known by looking at the bodies of the husband and wife." The information that Sherlock found a while ago was enough to constitute a certain amount of suspicion and reasoning.

Morik was in a fog: "This is a clue?" ”

Connie's heart was cold, and her face turned pale.

According to the information, the boy was protected by the police, his mother was killed by his father's own hands, and the man had violent tendencies and mental problems.

But somehow, the man may have avoided the police and actually made contact with the boy.

A ten-year-old boy...... Just like when she was locked in a secret room to "transform", in just a few hours, she felt that her outlook on life had undergone a huge reversal, so what about an ignorant child?

Sherlock cut through these linked cases in three or two sentences, and Morik was also shocked after reading the information, with his strength, he didn't even know that the boy was adopted.

He looked at Sherlock, "Is this dark?" ”

Connie suddenly remembered what had happened: "Don't worry, Sherlock is very powerful, they won't even find out." ”

She patted Molick on the shoulder, a look of squirting tape to comfort him with a slightly frustrated expression.

"Information from Renard." Throwing his phone on the couch, Sherlock leaned against the couch and looked at the ceiling as if he was starting to lose sight.

Connie and Molik, you look at me, I look at you, and before they could think about what to do next, the people on the couch stood up with a carp.

Morrick was startled and stared blankly at Sherlock.

Connie sighed silently.

Just know.

"Go to the morgue." He walked to the door and changed into his coat.

Connie silently got up and nudged Molik, "Let's go." "I also changed my clothes.

Morik was dumbfounded: "Go now?" ”

Sherlock raised an eyebrow: "No way? ”

Molik was embarrassed: "But now it's all off work." Why don't I say hello to the guy on duty first? He looked at Sherlock, who was looking down and playing with his phone.

He looked up and raised the phone in his hand: "done." ”

Connie glanced next to him, silently changed into shoes and put on her bag.

Molik: "??? ”

Connie: "He's said hello to Renard, and he'll cooperate." ”

#效率真是杠杠到令人心碎#