79. Goldfish of the British Empire[10]
Merlin exhausted himself to assist Gu Qing to complete this mission, during the period when Gu Qing returned to London, he was able to settle down and sleep after integrating the information sent back by Gu Qing, and before falling asleep, he said to himself again: This is definitely the last time to be the support officer of Gareth's little bastard.
Merlin, who had such thoughts, woke up from a sweet sleep, and saw the guy in the restaurant who made him "think about it", drinking tea leisurely, and when he heard the voice, he raised his head and showed him a bright smile: "Good morning, Merlin." β
The eyes that were like a deep ocean rippled with a smile, dyed with joy, and the whole face brightened up because of this smile, which seemed to illuminate the entire restaurant.
Merlin couldn't help but smile back, just after pulling the muscles of his face, he remembered the ambition he had made earlier, and immediately withdrew his smile, and after seeing the guy's blank expression, he warned himself not to be soft-hearted, but ...... The result is obvious, if he could really harden his heart, he would not still be when Gu Qing was on a mission, saying that he didn't want to, but in fact he was still willing to be his support officer.
This is the so-called #Oral Integrity#.
Merlin, who came back to his senses, looked at Gu Qingzhi's smug expression, and scolded with a smile: "Take your Chihuahua and get out!" β
"Yes, sir." Gu Qing said in a long tone, "I brought back local specialties from Bolivia, and I have already placed the one you gave in the R&D room." β
Merlin: "...... You know you're out on a mission and not on a tour, right? β
"No thanks." Gu Qingbiao didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in Merlin's words at all, as a gentleman agent trained by the Royal Gentleman's Secret Service Academy, politeness is definitely very important, and he has always strictly implemented this. "Jimmy, brother takes you out to blow the wind."
"Wangwang." The white and delicate Chihuahua screamed happily twice when she heard this, and her big wet and innocent eyes followed her master, and when she passed Merlin's side, she didn't even leave a straight eye for the temporary keeper.
Merlin, who was treated differently again, couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, next time whoever loves to raise this stupid dog will raise it, anyway, there are logisticians in the academy who are willing to be attentive when its owner goes out on a field mission.
Merlin sulked alone for a while, returned to the R&D room with coffee, and sure enough, he saw the souvenir that Gu Qing said, and while he didn't care, the corners of his mouth still quietly raised, until he checked the efficacy of the so-called specialty in detail on the Internet, he stroked his smooth scalp and cursed: "Little bastard!" "Just because he's bald doesn't mean it's because of a complete tragedy in his hairline, okay? It's styling, so he really doesn't need hair growth and nourishing hair roots!
The more Merlin thought about it, the more angry he became, and mercilessly cut the clip about how warped James Bond's buttocks were taken in the multi-functional optical glasses worn by Gu Qing.
Oh, of course, he didn't forget that jì deleted the clip of a lady's crisp breasts.
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"The deceased is Kathy Miller, who was shot when he came home from work today, and was shot in the middle of the eyebrow, and the deceased's neighbor found the body and called the police." Lestrade finished the situation succinctly, and tried to imply that he couldn't see Sherlock swaggering in.
Donovan took out the notebook and said: "The deceased met the burglar, his watch and wallet were missing, and the drawers were opened. β
Anderson exclaimed, "It's obvious that this was a robbery and murder, and the victim scared the suspect when he walked in the door, and the suspect opened fire. β
When Sherlock began to jump up and down on the crime scene, Lestrade could no longer ignore him, and he said, "Sherlock, you heard it too, and I'm sure this is not a case you'll be interested in, so can you leave?" "Love is there, don't bear here!
Donovan muttered, "How can someone be killed and a freak not be interested?" So I went out and went to find the neighbor who lived across the hallway, the neighbor who called the police, to make a record.
Anderson rolled his eyes and asked Lestrade, "Boss, if you didn't call this guy here, how did he know?" I still can't figure out why every time there is a case, this guy can come over like a shark smelling blood? Does he really have any case radar? β
"Of course not me!" Lestrade turned his head and yelled at Sherlock, who was standing still, "Hey, did you hear Sherlock?" β
Sherlock burst out laughing, not the kind of crumpled smirk, but it startled Lestrade and Anderson, and to their amazement, Sherlock pointed to one of the officers in their Reconnaissance Bureau and said, "Oh, Sigerson, huh?" What do you think? β
Ha! When does a freak ask for someone else's opinion when solving a crime? And he even remembered the name of a junior police officer in the Investigation Bureau? Is he finally psychopathic? Or did you forget to take your medicine when you went out?
Anderson and Lestrade looked at each other, they both saw the same meaning in each other's eyes, and for a moment they forgot to stop it, and then it was even more bizarreβ
The excited voice of the little police officer called Siguson by Sherlock came from under the mask: "God, what a day it is for the famous Sherlock Holmes to remember my name!" I mean, I'm a fan of yours, can you give me an autograph if you can? β
Lestrade and Anderson were shocked by the dreamy tone of the other girl, is it really fake? Is there still a police officer in Scotland Yard who will worship Sherlock? Anderson gritted his teeth and said, "This guy must be new!" "Traitor! Wait for the organization to educate him well!
Lestrade couldn't help but nod his head, he subconsciously looked at Sherlock, and was surprised to find that Sherlock still had a very useful look, and he now had the feeling of poking his head out to see if the sun was rising in the west today.
"Uh-huh." Sherlock let out a soft snort, and the meaning was obvious: stop talking nonsense, I give you permission to speak.
Sigerson stepped forward and said, "Obviously, this case is robbery and murder, and the two are independent, which means that there are two criminals here who have committed two crimes. The bullet that killed Casey Miller was fired from this chair, where the female killer was sitting on the single couch when she fired. β
Lestrade answered with a somewhat near-conditional launch: "She? When he finished speaking, he subconsciously frowned, and Anderson's eyes widened with a "hell" look.
Sigson's good detective was simply asking questions, so he thoughtfully explained: "Yes, I can smell the Polason brand deodorant from the leather, it's a women's deodorant." There is a woman sitting here not long ago, of course, it can't be a person from Scotland Yard, Scotland Yard still has the most basic professional qualifications, so it can only be a murderer. β
Before Lestrade knew how to react, he heard Anderson next to him burst out: "Who the hell are you?!" I don't remember any new officers in our group? β
Lestrade was also excited, looked at Sigerson vigilantly, and threw an appreciative look at Anderson, who reacted so quickly, and heard Anderson shake his hands into a sieve and scream: "Freak!" Don't you sue me that you're really mitotic? Look at that curly! Oh, my God! β
Lestrade almost fell: "......"
Sigson: "......"
Sherlock: "......"
Sigson, muttering in a voice that could be heard by the whole room, "I retract the assessment that Scotland Yard still has the most basic professions," and I feel compelled to ask the Vice-Chancellor of Durham University to consider revoking Anderson's Ph.D. certificate, though I find his conjecture quite interesting. β
Sherlock added: "The IQ of the entire Scotland Yard has been lowered by Anderson, although it is not that high. β
Lestrade listened to the two of them sing and belittle Anderson (Scotland Yard was selectively ignored by the Inspector) and felt that one head and two were big, so he didn't pull Anderson, who was abused by a mixed man and a man, and pounced on Anderson with a "hungry tiger pounces on sheep" posture.
"Anderson!"
"Don't stop me, I'm going to tear his true face apart!"
It's just that Sigerson, who wore an extra mask, AKA wanted to surprise his second brother, Gu Qing, who wanted to surprise his second brother, took out the professionalism that he should have as an ace agent, and pulled Anderson's back of the neck to lead him in a circle, making him stand firm and smile overflowing: "So, is this a throw-in-arms?" β
Lestrade twitched the corners of his mouth.
Anderson yelled while holding up a middle finger, "Don't even speak!" I'm familiar with what it feels like! I'm sure I'll remember who this guy is! β
Sherlock ignored Anderson's farce and, as always, turned to Lestrade and said, "You can go and arrest someone." β
Lestrade: Huh? Catch whom? β
"Isn't it obvious that the neighbor lives across the hallway?" Sherlock said it for granted.
Lestrade was even more puzzled: "But didn't he just say that it was a woman?" Is the neighbor a man? β
"The robbery offender, Detective." Gu Qing pulled down his mask, showed his whole face and smiled at Lestrade, Restrider now felt that he was familiar, but he couldn't remember his name all of a sudden, thinking that they hadn't seen each other for four years, not to mention that they had only met a few times four years ago, unlike Sherlock, who had formed an indissoluble bond with Scotland Yard in the past four years.
Anderson remembered first: "You're Sherlock's brother, the one who went to college at Cambridge, the little Sherlock Holmes who wished me a happy breakup!" Patrick: Right? β
Gu Qing blinked: "I think I can wish you a happy separation now, Anderson." β
Anderson: "......" is the recipe, phew, this is the sour taste!
Lestrade also remembered, and he opened his mouth to say something, but Sherlock lazily spoke: "That meaningless social etiquette is omitted, we are at the scene of the crime." β
Sherlock is definitely Anderson's best sobering medicine, Sherlock's opening, Anderson, who was still messy in the wind before, immediately came back to his senses, and he exaggeratedly said: "Oh my God, boss, did you hear that?" Sherlock had never seen the cordon as nothing, and Sherlock Holmes knew it was a crime scene! I must be dreaming! β
"Hmm, are you inviting me to give you a slap in the face, Anderson?"
Lestrade saw that Gu Qing seemed to be really a little eager to try, and he hurriedly spoke: "What are you talking about thieves?" After seeing Gu Qing's somewhat regretful pout, his eyes twitched violently, and his memories of Gu Qing were almost all back now, which made Lestrade feel quite surprised, after all, it had been four years, but I had to admit that it was also because the impression left was too deep.
Lestrade glanced at Gu Qing again, and found that he was taller and more handsome than before, no longer the original androgynous beauty, but the handsomeness of youth, of course, choking to death really hasn't changed at all.
Sherlock obviously didn't mean to explain, but he glanced at his younger brother, and the meaning was self-evident. Gu Qing explained obediently: "Judging from what the thief took away, he is a very strong man. β
Anderson put down the hand covering his face and sneered: "Ha, how strong does it take to steal a wallet and a watch?" Is he too guilty of being a thief to walk? You're laughing! β
"I'm happy to see that you're still so energetic." Gu Qing said sincerely, Anderson grinned and he really couldn't tell if this sentence was a good thing or not, so Gu Qing continued: "Obviously the thief also stole something else, a wardrobe. He pointed to the corner by the door, "The dust marks on the walls and on the floor indicate that it once stood here, as evidenced by these scrapes on the floor." Of course, the more visual evidence is here. He didn't know when there was an extra photo frame in his hand, and the photo in the frame was reflected in the position pointed by Gu Qing, and a retro-style wardrobe was placed there in the photo.
Yes, the photo, and Lestrade also remembered the case that was solved almost entirely on the basis of the photo. He nodded and asked, "And then?" β
Sherlock rolled his eyes, "God, what are you in your little brains, it must be boring!" It's a very heavy piece of furniture, there's no elevator in this building, what do you think are the odds that the thief will move it down the sixth floor before you arrive? Look at what I'm doing, look at the scratches on the floor, it's right under your noses, isn't it conspicuous enough? He walked a few steps outside the door and strode towards the "kind neighbor" who was being questioned: "Hey, do you see a wardrobe?" β
The neighbor was visibly panicked.
Gu Qing leaned down and observed the victim: "The victim suffers from corneal endothelial dystrophy. β
Anderson leaned over and took a closer look: "There's a gray cloud-like texture in the cornea, you're right, what?" Would you like to take a closer look at my Ph.D. certificate? Maybe I'm a fake? β
"Confidence, Anderson." Gu Qing "encouraged" Anderson, thought for a while and asked, "Speaking of which, why do you have the idea that Sherlock has mitosis?" Oh, I see, you're talking about Sherlock's sexuality in private. β
Anderson, who was discussing others behind his back, was not embarrassed at all, and he said in a sneering voice: "Yes, we not only discussed it, we also bet." β
Lestrade coughed.
Anderson pouted: "Don't pretend to be like you're not involved, boss." β
The good-skinned detective, who was not so thick-skinned, glared at Anderson fiercely, and decided in his heart to go back and ask Anderson to write the pile of reports.
At this time, Sherlock's coat rolled back, and the bass cannon suddenly came out: "The neighbor saw a woman in a hurry in the stairwell, apparently the murderer of the shooting, find a painter to draw a portrait, post a missing person notice in the newspaper, and the case is solved." Boring, boring! He glanced at Gu Qing's posture, and deliberately glanced at the place where he was looking, obviously also seeing the victim's genetic disease, and remembered the human surgical model that Gu Qing had once handmade, and the brilliance lingered in his clear eyes, "This is interesting." β
They looked at each other and smiled, there was a warmth that belonged to their brothers at the scene of the crime, although it was very short, but Sherlock would not ignore the faint warm smile on his young brother's face, just as Gu Qing knew that Sherlock just seemed to be indifferent.
Sherlock was obviously very bad at this, and that's when Anderson's sarcastic voice interjected, "Are you two playing a game of "guess what I say?" Can I join? β
It was rare that Sherlock didn't spray poison juice at Anderson, Gu Qing blinked his eyes and said, "Wait for the day when you are no longer a goldfish, Anderson." β
Anderson gave him a middle finger.
Gu Qing didn't think so, he took off his rubber gloves and protective clothing, revealing the gray fine checkered three-piece suit he was wearing inside, the silver-blue pocket towel on his chest and the royal blue tie were not affected by his movements in the slightest.
After taking off the protective clothing, Gu Qing seemed to have transformed into a shining rich and handsome, Anderson closed his chin that was about to fall and said expressionlessly: "Oops, my titanium alloy dog eyes are going to be blinded!" β
Gu Qing sighed: "So Anderson, let's reflect on why your wife separated from you." β
Anderson immediately blew up: "What do you mean by that?!" Lao Tzu said that Lao Tzu is not GAY anymore! β
Gu Qing followed Sherlock's footsteps, and only waved his hand in a chic manner, all without saying a word.
Anderson: "......" He had a hunch that he was going to make headlines at Scotland Yard again!
Gu Qing and Sherlock walked down the stairs, and Gu Qing said casually, "It's time for lunch, let's eat together." β
"Looks like we're going to have to find a restaurant where pets can get in," Sherlock snorted, "You're going to see the fat man first?" Did his dentist finally commit suicide in shame? β
"Mycroft must be glad to know you care so much about him, Sherlock." Gu Qing said with an aria in tow, ignoring the capitalized "Pissoff" engraved on Sherlock on his face after hearing this sentence. He was kidnapped by the little black car just after leaving the royal gentleman's base, went to the Diogenes club established by Mycroft, got McCroft-style care, and then got Sherlock's whereabouts from him, so he came over non-stop to surprise the other brother, thinking that he is really a good national brother.
Halfway through the lunch, Sherlock received a call from Lestrade: "Another shooting, the victim's name is Hayley Thomas, and the same gun was used to kill Casey Miller, and Anderson said that this time the deceased also sufferedβ" Anderson's raised voice came, "corneal endothelial dystrophy." β
Sherlock immediately put the fork down and pushed the saucer inside, indicating that he had replenished enough energy, and gave Gu Qing a "you are satisfied" look, and then said into the microphone, "Send a photo." β
Gu Qing gave him an innocent look, and after Lestrade sent the photo of the victim this time, Sherlock held up his mobile phone to show him, Gu Qing said thoughtfully: "The same V-shaped face, plus the skeleton structure of the face, and the same corneal endothelial dystrophy, the two victims are brothers and sisters." β
Sherlock retracted his phone, pressed it nimbly on the keyboard, and after a moment said, "Half-siblings, to be exact, they are the illegitimate sons of shipping tycoon George Allison." Two months ago, George Allison's obituary appeared in the news. "When it comes to this, the case is very clear, it is obvious that the motive for the crime is for the legacy, and the scope of the suspects is delineated. After Sherlock finished speaking, he paused and looked at Gu Qing, "I need an assistant." β
Gu Qing thought of the dessert he ordered, and refused without thinking about it: "It's not my style to give up halfway, maybe you can give Anderson a try." β
Sherlock pouted, "Anderson and I don't get along well. β
Gu Qing has a different opinion: "His thinking is much more interesting than ordinary people. β
Sherlock was noncommittal, he put his phone in his pocket, said "Don't follow in the footsteps of Mycroft" and walked away.
Gu Qing remembered that when he saw Mycroft today, his slightly swollen left cheek was obviously deeply troubled by a toothache, Gu Qing reflected, but then looked at the dessert sent by the waiter, he sent it to his mouth without hesitation, and while enjoying the feast of taste buds, he deeply thought that the T virus was definitely the gospel of foodies!
After Gu Qing, who was satisfied, took Jimmy to blow the wind on the banks of the Thames, he returned to the base in a leisurely manner, not only Merlin, but also Harry Hart, the core agent of the royal gentleman, and AKA Galahad, he saw Gu Qing come back and showed his usual elegant smile: "Sain, you are back, I heard Merlin say that you have completed your mission this time very successfully." β
Gu Qing showed a little shy smile, Merlin couldn't help but roll his eyes, what kind of big-tailed wolf, Gareth! At this time, I listened to Gu Qing's pot and mentioned which pot, "Merlin, do you like the souvenir I gave you?" β
Merlin: "...... "Hmph, don't you know that the support officer is the most unoffended?" The next time you go out on a mission, you'll be able to take a step-gun out!