By the time Donovan had put all the information about the victim, Mr. Bill Moulton, on Lestrade's desk, it was nine o'clock in the morning, and they had spent a full two hours in the field, examining the scene again, and after examining the scene again, the body of Bill Moulton, who I don't know whether to say pitiful or hateful, was transported to Scotland Yard.

The inquiries of the residents of the neighborhood are almost the same, and they are already applying for an order to inspect Mr. Bill Moulton's relics.

"Stealing from other people's property? Bullying a neighbor? ”

Lestrade looked at Donovan, and it seemed that their frightened young lady was right, that Bill Morton was not a good man.

"Yes, I went to ask his neighbors, everyone dared to be angry, this victim, Mr. Bill Moulton, often had conflicts with people, and got into big fights, it seems that he has some background but is also bold, he just came out of prison half a year ago, according to the neighbors, this Bill Moulton has not been showing off his theft for half a year."

Donovan's tone was filled with deep disdain, and in her opinion, such a person did not really need any sympathy. When she saw Lestrade frowning again, she added, "Chief, it's not a big deal if this kind of person dies, but it solves the great trouble of the residents." ”

Donovan has a sense of justice, but her sense of justice is wrong in Lestrade's view, she values the glory of Scotland Yard to the exclusion of Sherlock, and values her own dignity, in fact, Donovan and Lestrade often have wrong ideas.

He sighed, "Dear Sally, no matter what he has done before, he is a living life, and just last night that life was gone, and if he made a mistake, there was still the law waiting for him, not just someone in the dim alley who slaughtered him and took his right hand as his own exhibit." ”

Rather than eating it, Lestrade thought that the murderer had taken Bill Moulton's right hand as an exhibit, just as the aristocrats of the past had used the claws and heads of animals as a tool to show off.

Sally Donovan was silent, and what Lestrade said made some sense, and she silently put the rest of the information on Lestrade's desk, waiting for him to read it. Lestrade looked at his first cadre with such an expression and scratched his head, where did he say too much?

As he got older, Lestrade found himself a little ...... Love nagging, of course, this has something to do with the fact that he has raised too many children.

"Did you find any clues in the sewers?"

"Not yet, there are no footprints, and Anderson thinks the killer may have escaped from the place where the camera was lost in the back."

He touched his chin, if he really escaped from behind, then the murderer must be very familiar with this place, he should know that the surveillance camera behind him is under repair.

Could it be that the murderer is really someone nearby?

This question arose in Lestrade's mind.

"Has the search warrant been issued?"

Lestrade wanted to go to Bill Moulton's home to see if there were any other clues, Donovan nodded immediately, and just now the people outside gestured at her, the search warrant had been approved, and they were ready to move.

"Very well, by the way, what is the attitude of the people in the neighborhood towards the murder of this Mr. Bill Moulton? Is there any information that can be utilized? ”

"There's no information, Mr. Bill Moulton has complex social relationships, we're doing a social relationship investigation, but I don't think it's going to be of much use. I asked the residents who wanted to speak, and they all thought the killer had done the right thing. ”

A human life, as long as it is not their own life, seems to them to be nothing, the people in the vicinity have been oppressed by Bill Morton for a long time, not only hate him as a thief, but also hate him as a normal person, so everyone is secretly happy to see him killed. And in the hearts of these people, they believe that the murderer is either someone who has an enmity with Bill Moulton or a messenger of God who has taken away the bad guys.

This attitude made it difficult for Lestrade to do so, and he quickly read what he had at hand, and then decided to search Mr. Bill Moulton's house before lunch, to see if there was any information he could use.

"I'm asking if anybody knows something, and somebody knows somewhere else."

"Yes, sir."

When Lestrade was about to inspect Bill Moulton's residence, Mycroft also started his "daddy" journey, and he took advantage of the time before the little Restriders woke up to pass on all the important texts that he should have read today, and he wanted to spend a day today to communicate with the little Restriders.

It was always a little disappointed that he didn't see his father when little Lestrade got up, and although it wasn't Sunday, it was impossible for Lestrade to play with them, but it was a small happiness to be able to sit down and eat breakfast together.

Of course, Mycroft could see the disappointment of the little Lestrades, and he didn't try to coax them, because Mycroft knew that they were actually used to such days, and instead of coaxing, Lestrade told them if they wanted to go to the park or the zoo together today.

Hearing McCroft's mention of Little Lestrade, his eyes lit up, especially a few small ones, Tony had recently worked on software with Harold, and he thought that as soon as he closed his eyes, all that appeared in front of him was code, a combination of 1 and 0. Merlin and the others have played everything they can at home, and they haven't been out for a long time, so they have something to look forward to.

Mycroft shrugged as they looked expectantly, "But you're going to ask Harry's opinion, aren't you?" ”

When Reestrade wasn't at home, the little Reistrid listened to Harry or Hannibal, especially when it came to going out, only with Harry nodding. The smaller bears looked at Harry with round eyes and expectant eyes, Harry glanced at Mycroft and said with a smile, "Of course there is no problem, I think Mr. Mycroft is also willing to accompany us, isn't it?" ”

It's an invitation in disguise.

Of course Mycroft would agree, but Sherlock, who had been left out in the cold, was a little fried, and Lestrade actually had a new case, and he didn't even bring him with him, and their detective was really getting more and more uninteresting.

He jumps a little, and refuses to play any brother-and-brother game with Mycroft, and he goes to Butz Hospital to find out what kind of case Reestrade has encountered this time.

Of course, McCroft guessed Sherlock's reaction, and he didn't want Sherlock to ruin his plan in the middle, so he happily told Sherlock that there was a car outside and that he could use it as he pleased.

Sherlock muttered a few words and picked up his coat and left, and Mycroft looked helplessly at his little brother, although he muttered what Mycroft didn't hear clearly, but it was obvious from the shape of his mouth.

Sherlock said, "Dead fat, you must not have any good intentions. ”

McCroft didn't admit Sherlock's words, he wasn't unkind, he just made proper use of the resources at hand and attracted contacts, isn't it a normal thing?

Tong Guò voted for them to go to the zoo because Raven said that she wanted to feed the fawns or bunnies, and as Raven, who was loved by everyone in the family, she said that she would go wherever she wanted.

"If you're interested in Spanish food at noon, I think you'll like Spanish meatballs."

Mycroft wanted to take them to different cuisines, and even if Hannibal was proficient in all kinds of cuisines, it was a good choice to change the taste, and the little Lestrades were almost excited, and when Harry gave the order for them to change their clothes, the youngest ones ran to their rooms cheering.

Loki and Saul are walking in the back, Loki seems to be in a bad mood today, and I don't know where it is a little uncomfortable, when Saul approached him, Loki also pushed people away, and said angrily: "Stay away from me, Thor, you are like a furnace." ”

Summer is here, Loki doesn't like the summer very much, and this year's summer is still so hot, he can't stand it, Thor scratches his head Today's brother is in such a bad mood.

In fact, in addition to the weather, Loki had another dream last night, in which he dreamed of a white-haired man with an eye patch sitting next to his and Thor's bedside and telling them a story about a kind of bad guy with blue skin all over his body, who seemed to be called the Frost Giant.

I don't know why Loki thinks that he should be the frost giant in the mouth of the old man in his dream, the frost giant that everyone should shout and beat.

This dream really affected Loki's mood, and Loki didn't want to take care of Thor, who was listening to the story with him in his dream.

Thor in the dream said to the man, "He will get rid of all the Frost Giants and protect their country." ”

"Thor get out of here with your stupid brain!"

The headless Loki yelled at Thor, and then closed the door of their room, and poor Thor, who didn't know anything, was shut out of the door and stared at the closed door in front of him.

"Brother? Loki-"

Harry, who had changed his clothes first, stood in the living room and looked in the direction of the fourth floor, and it seemed that the two of their family, who were usually glued together like conjoined babies, had quarreled with Loki, well, it should be said that Loki was unilaterally angry again.

Harry scratched his head a little confused, and asked Thor how he inadvertently provoked Loki again, if he didn't hurry up and coax Loki well, who knows if Loki would sulk and turn into an ice doll after sulking himself.

Here the little Lestrade were about to go out, and over there Lestrade also came to the house of the victim Bill Moulton, and he opened the door of Mr. Bill Moulton's apartment with his men, and after opening the door, Reistrade only wanted to say that this was really a bachelor's house, and it was extremely dirty, and all kinds of boxes were flying on the floor, piled up everywhere.

He cautiously stepped over what seemed to be some kind of delivery box stuck in the road, and walked towards the bedroom further inside.