Detective Sherlock the Wizard and Detective

In London in December, the days are very short, so they are extremely precious.Not long after dawn, Secia, who was used to getting up early, walked out the door.But she didn't know that the curtain upstairs was pulled open, and the other hand was holding the phone:

"Sherlock, I heard you have a little girlfriend?" It was the boring Mike who woke up in the morning.He knew Lestrade was a talkative fellow.Report everything to Mike.

"What's the matter with you?" Sherlock looked at Secia who was walking slowly on the road.

"Mum said you could bring your little girlfriend home for Christmas"

"Damn it, when did I ever have such a boring thing as a girlfriend?" Sherlock opened the curtains wider, and Secia's figure gradually became smaller.

"Oh, Sherlock, you can't deny that Sethia is funny, can you?"

"I refuse." After saying that, he hung up the phone.Damn Mike, when will he let go of his desire to control.Sherlock took the phone and sent a text message.

"Level [-] Concern Secia Isaac - Xia" a text message sent to homeless people in London.

Hyde Park is still full of green.On the path carrying the paulownia, some people are running with earphones, some are walking slowly with a dog on a leash, and some are sitting on a bench reading a newspaper.They are either wearing flat shoes, or woolen coats, or wearing a small hat, or a neat suit.Rich colors and humid air make people feel refreshed.Secia's uneasiness caused by using Veritaserum was calmed down because of this tranquility.Whether she wanted to or not, she was already impulsive, and secretly said to herself, she should be more careful in the future.

"Secia, the latest big news, a surgeon is coming next door..." Christine rushed over as soon as she sat on the chair, and the coffee in her hand almost splashed on the table.

"Let me guess, is that a handsome guy?" Secia helped Christine fix her coffee, and then began to take out a new batch of medicine list to check.

"Oh, Christine, that's exactly right, a very beautiful person." Christine said mysteriously, "His name is Edward, Edward Duroy, and his hands are very beautiful. He saw the bulletin board today. Go to your profile and ask how old you are, 'Oh, Miss Isaac looks very young, maybe 25 at the most' I'll bet you £10 that he's interested in you."

"Maybe he is also interested in you. After all, your curves are irresistible, isn't it?" Cecia's eyes slid around Christine deliberately.But Secia didn't know that she was indeed missed.

Looking down at the text message, "Oh, the medical record..." a voice complained, and the documents were scattered all over the floor.Only then did Secia realize that he had bumped into someone, so he quickly knelt down to help pick up the files one by one.

"Sorry, I was looking at my phone and didn't notice." Secia hurriedly apologized.

"It's okay, I didn't notice you either, you...you are Secia, right? I'm Edward, beautiful lady, may I call you Secia?" There was a hint of sexiness in the voice.Only then did Secia realize that the person in front of him should be the surgeon Christine had mentioned. He just arrived today. He is indeed impressively handsome.He is tall and tall, with a well-proportioned and strong physique. It can be seen that he exercises regularly. His brown hair is mixed with dark red.It looks sexy and sunny, the type that is easy to be popular with girls.But not Secia's dish, Secia, as you can see from his liking for the professor, she likes - special.

"You already call me Cecilia, don't you? You are the new surgeon, we all know you..." This Edward is a talkative person, if he wants, he can probably please all the women .Look, he has managed to get Secia to agree to introduce him to nearby gourmet restaurants at noon.

"Secia, there are quite a lot of people in this store." Edward looked around for a week, narrowing his left eye and smiling exaggeratedly.

"That's because it's so good." Yes, Secia couldn't refuse to eat with Edward in the end, in his words "Oh, Secia, poor man from the United States who doesn't know London well, let him eat Let's have a delicious meal." There was a pitiful look on his face when he said it, making it hard to refuse.Finally, here they are.There are all kinds of seasonings on the table, including red, yellow, and brown, and the white table is really beautiful.With all kinds of aromas in the air, this is a great place to eat.

At the checkout, Edward had to help Cecia pay the bill, on the grounds that he thanked her for wasting a lot of time for him.Hard to say no to, isn't it?Secia could feel that Edward was very interested in her, but she didn't feel complacent about it. On the contrary, her body instinctively rejected her, and she didn't know where that feeling of rejection came from.

Because of Jennifer, the fear brought about by that ghost, Secia decided to study carefully what would happen to the people here after they died in the past few days.She went to the cemetery first, and there were rows of neat tombstones, some of which were brand new, and some of which had been eroded by wind and rain, leaving the imprint of time.But she didn't see any wandering souls, not even one.

Is it possible to only see the newly dead, fresh?

He took out his mobile phone and dialed the shortcut key 1.

At this time, Sherlock was observing the slices he had collected through the microscope, when the cell phone rang, and when he heard the familiar sound of the violin, Sherlock reflected in his mind: It was Secia.Sherlock quickly picked up the phone:

"Sherlock?"

"what's up?"

"Do you have Lestrade's phone number? I want to know where a homicide just happened." As soon as I finished speaking, the phone was hung up, Sherlock, how can you hang up the lady's phone? gentleman.

After Sherlock hung up the phone, he quickly sent a text message. "The street southeast of the primary school in Woolwich Township, Greenwich." After posting, he checked the microscope again.But I was thinking in my heart, it was a very boring case, why did Secia go to see it?Do you want to see a dead body?No, according to her habit, she should go home today.She would go shopping and cook him and Mrs. Hudson a good meal. (Sherlock, it was actually made for Mrs. Hudson and herself. You are incidental.) Sherlock began to analyze the purpose of Secia's visit to the crime scene, but it was all wrong. She was not afraid of blood, but she didn't like it either.

"Beep—beep—" the notification sound of the text message sounded.

"Secia took a taxi to the scene of the murder at Woolwich Town Primary School." Text messages from homeless people, homeless people all over London, have always been part of his intelligence sources, and they are indeed reliable.He sent another text message: "Pay attention to the situation at the scene of the murder of Cecia Isaac at the Woolwich Town Primary School" and then sent another text message: "If there is danger, please help."

It was dark when Secia came back, and she remembered that she should cook a delicious dinner for Hudson this weekend.He stopped thinking about why the corpse just now didn't have a soul.

With the help of Mrs. Hudson, the dinner was prepared quickly. Sherlock came down a second before the plate was served without being invited, and Mrs. Hudson expressed her welcome as usual.

"It's a stupid case, there is no need for reasoning, what kind of inspiration did you get there." Sherlock asked directly.

Mrs. Hudson was a little out of the loop, why did Secia take an interest in the case?Is it because of Sherlock?Oh, and her Sethia is in love, and while Sherlock's hobbies are hard to swallow, he's still a nice guy.Look at Secia, then look at Sherlock, neither of them is an active person.It seems that everything still depends on her aunt.I really look forward to the day when Sherlock also calls her - aunt.If Secia knew her good aunt's future plans, she would definitely say, "Auntie, don't mess around!"

"No, I didn't see anything." Secia admitted that she really didn't see anything, not even a ghost.

"What can you see with your head that is a little bigger than a goldfish? You really want to know. Next time you go to the scene of the crime, I can go with you and explain it to you kindly. Since you were not bad last time For the performance and of course for the sake of it, it wasn't such a bad dinner."

Hearing this, Secia rolled her eyes, and immediately started to chuckle again, which then turned into a giggle.

Both Mrs. Hudson and Sherlock stopped the knives and forks in their hands, and looked at Cecia with four eyes.

Secia got up, bent over, put her hands on the table, and brought her face to Sherlock's.Sherlock's reflection was clearly printed in her sapphire-like eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, the corners of her hooked mouth were full of playfulness, and the red lips under her pretty nose were slightly parted, lingering from her. Said slowly between the two lips, "Charlotte, are you worried about me?"

Sherlock froze for 3 seconds because of this sentence, and then he relaxed again. He wanted to say: How did you see that I was worried about you, but he couldn't open his mouth—because he just put a A large portion of beef was put into the face, not only intentionally or unintentionally.Mrs. Hudson laughed loudly:

"Secia, you actually teased Sherlock, I didn't take a picture of it just now, why don't you do it again?"

The author has something to say: Should I fix a posting time?

Then starting tomorrow, I will post around 19:30 every day.

Comments are welcome, it doesn't matter if you want to give a negative score, this is my first time writing an article, I hope I can improve every day, so I will consider bad comments that are very good.But remember to be merciful!Don't be too harsh.

If you want to catch bugs, don't show mercy.Of course, I will carefully check if there are any typos. Sometimes I don’t know why, but I just can’t find it... woo woo...

☆, goodbye!