Moriarti didn't know that he had been worried about the beast he had released, and according to Moriarty's plan, the beast was released to be tempered, and then he would recapture the beast in his hands, how could such an interesting person be caught by Scotland Yard lightly.

But he never imagined that things would be very different from what he had calculated.

Although Lestrade verbally promised Donovan not to ask Sherlock Holmes for help, they now lived together, and his subordinates would not know about the case if he asked Sherlock something.

So Lestrade took all the files about the two cases openly when he got off work, and although Donovan felt that something was wrong, he couldn't stop Lestrade's actions.

When Lestrade returned home with the relevant text, he saw Sherlock sitting in the hall, he was sitting on the single sofa with his hands folded under his chin, and when he saw Lestrade returning, his expression changed significantly, first surprise and then awkward indifference.

Lestrade guessed that Sherlock must have known about the case today, because he didn't bring him here to make trouble.

Lestrade didn't step forward to coax people, but put the text in his hand on the coffee table next to him, and then untied his tie and deliberately said in a voice that Sherlock could hear: "Hey, the case still has no clue, I really don't know what to do." ”

To whom do you say this?

Sherlock, of course, who was the only one sitting in the hall who hadn't slept, could hear it. "I don't know if they're asleep, Sherlock don't mess with my text, I'll come down and see it later." ”

Sherlock rolled his eyes widely, wrinkling his nose at Lestrade.

"I won't ......"

Before Sherlock could finish his sentence, Lestrade disappeared down the stairs on the second floor, and Sherlock's eyes lit up at once, and to be honest, it wasn't his character if he didn't peek. When he saw that Lestrade was gone, he immediately jumped down from the sofa he had made, looked around again, and quickly flipped through the text that Lestrade was still on the table.

Sherlock had no idea that there were two people on the stairs on the second floor looking at him with smiles, one of them was Lestrade who had just pretended to go upstairs, and the other was Mycroft who had seen Lestrade come back to offer condolences.

The two of them stood side by side, smiling at Sherlock who looked like a thief, and Lestrade lifted Mycroft's foot with his foot, pointing to Sherlock downstairs and making a lip shape, "Sherlock who is duplicitous." ”

Of course, he knew what the duplicity in Lestrade's mouth was, Sherlock had just said that he wouldn't read it, and who knew that when he heard Lestrade's voice enter the room, he immediately overturned what he had just said.

Mycroft shrugged at Reestrade, his little brother was like this, and besides, the case seemed to him to be life-like, and such an interesting case had been hanging him for three or four days, and it had reached its limit. To be honest, Sherlock didn't make it to Scotland Yard because of his recent increase in patience.

"Ahem, Mycrof, you haven't slept yet."

When Lestrade noticed that Sherlock was about the same, he stepped on the floor hard, and then said to Mycroft, Sherlock of course heard Lestrade's voice, and it took him less than two seconds to run to the couch where he had just been, pretending to be watching TV.

The next two overlapping footsteps rang out, and Sherlock pretended to glance back at the two people who were going downstairs side by side and snorted coldly.

Lestrade looked at each other and smiled after seeing Sherlock's small movements, Lestrade pretended not to see Sherlock's movements just now, he stepped forward and picked up the text that he had just put aside and looked at it on the sofa.

In the middle, he asked, "You didn't see it, Sherlock?" ”

"Of course not!"

Mycroft habitually did it to Reistrade's side, tilting his head to look at his duplicitous little brother and smiling but not speaking.

"There is still no clue about this case, and I really don't know where to start, the most important thing is that the voices in the society are all supportive, which is really difficult to do." Although Reestrade's words were deliberately said to Shylock, they were also true, they didn't know where to start, and their social relationships, whether they were the first victim or the second victim, their social relations were very confused. If you start with revenge or revenge, although the two of them are disgusting and have done a lot of wrong things, they are not to the point of hating them. If the explanation becomes an accident, it makes no sense, and it is impossible that the object of the accident twice is the person who did the wrong thing.

What is even more unlikely is that the organs they lost are related to the wrong things they do in their daily lives.

"The murderer must have killed intentionally, and since such a person took away the victim's organs, it means that he regarded his killing as a kind of merit, and he only took away his own exhibits. The murderer is familiar with the entire crime scene, or he is more familiar with the victim's routine and her or his habits, and only after he is familiar with it can he do it. Seeing Lestrade's stupid appearance, Sherlock finally couldn't help but speak his opinion, and since Restrider didn't interrupt him, Sherlock became more and more excited the more he spoke, and the whole person was ignited by the case.

"Support? Yes, it must be supportive, people like to judge things with their supervisors, they can only see what they can see, and on the basis of not hurting their own interests, the two homicides can't make any waves in their hearts at all. ”

Sherlock then talks about Mycroft, who is more outstanding than Sherlock in the study of people and people, so he knows better what the psychology of those people is like.

"My dear, I can only say that there are too many people in this world who think they are God, but there are very few who really dare to do it, everyone has their own ruler in their hearts, but what this ruler looks like, I don't know."

Lestrade listened carefully to Mycroft's words, he stared into Mycroft's eyes and asked, "So what do you think, Mycroft?" ”

The man curled the corners of his mouth and put on a light smile, "Mine? You should know that I ......"

"The fat man doesn't care about anyone's life and death, in his opinion, it's just a small thing that can't be ignored."

Sherlock snatched the answer from Mycroft, in fact, it was not just McCroft, this was a common problem of the two Sherlock Holmes, in their opinion, these cases and these lives were meaningless at all, and what really made sense was the interesting process in the case.

"So I'm sorry I can't give you the answer you want on this matter."

Apologies from Mycroft, who were eager to give Lestrade some advice, but as Sherlock had said, the lives of these men were nothing to him.

"But Inspector, I'm sure you can change their minds."

Mycroft was not the average Restrade, their Inspector was different from ordinary people, and he was unusually contagious, and he believed that his dearest Inspector would be able to change the minds of those with mutated Stockholm syndrome.

"The murderer must be a very psychologically strong person, and both cases occurred in the early hours of the morning, which means that the murderer is likely to only do it in the early hours of the morning, and this time is the time when people are least prepared." Sherlock closed his eyes and began to piece together a rough idea of what the murderer looked like. "More than 1.85 meters, accustomed to the right hand, Kong Wuli can't be a person sitting in the office, either often exercising or working for a long time, familiar with the environment is more like stepping on the point early or working there......"

"We've already checked, and there's nothing nearby to target."

They did find out that the first victim, Mr. Bill Moulton, and the second victim, Miss Kathy Brown, had no social interaction in their circle of friends, which seemed normal but with a touch of weirdness.

"What kind of person is still working at midnight? A person who will not be suspected no matter where he goes. ”

There are two types of people who are not suspected, one is someone who works the night shift, such as a waiter or a special trade, and the other is a taxi driver.

"The murderer has a means of transport, and the goldfish of Scotland Yard must have broken this clue, there is no doubt about it. Seriously, Detective, how can you give up this one item of thought, the victim can't just take the organs of the two victims, he must have some tools to help him complete this series of cases. ”

Sherlock said yes, and Lestrade nodded as he listened. While Sherlock was talking, Lestrade and McCroft glanced at each other, and to be honest, if Sherlock started to get involved in the case now, if something changed in the middle, he could start investigating immediately.

Lestrade has no confidence in this case to be honest, and its cruelty has already made many of his "fighters" retreat, especially the group that has just graduated this year must come to visit the scene.

"You need my help, Detective."

Sherlock was tempting Lestrade, and he wished that he was looking at Wen Jiàn in the open, rather than sneakily like he had just done.

"No, I promised Donovan and Anderson that they wouldn't call for help from you."

Sherlock laughed, is Lestrade a disguised sue for wrongdoing?

"But thank you for your help, dear Sherlock, and by the way, I wish you a good night, I won't care about you peeking at Wen Jiàn."

Lestrade took all of the text away when he left this time, Sherlock looked at his back and grinded his teeth, he thought he had deceived Lestrade's eyes, who knows...... It's all men teasing him.

"Oh, good night, poor little baby Charlie."

"Dead bald, I wish you to wake up tomorrow morning and really become a bald dead fat man who doesn't lift!"

Sherlock's prefix to Mycroft was lengthened again.

But Sherlock didn't know that the time for him to perform was coming up, and the case was approaching step by step.