Sherlock received Mycroft's video, looked at it, and heard Winsty expressing her love for him to Mycroft.

"I really adore your brother."

"I really adore your brother, Sherlock."

Her clear voice echoed in the empty factory and reached Sherlock's ears.

The person who recorded this video was obviously standing behind her. He couldn't see her expression when she said this. You must know that his roommate is always very sincere when he lies, and he can't wait to show his whole heart to you Before, I hope you can believe her words.

Sherlock had one word back for Mycroft: boring.

Mycroft's reply was also quick: Is this how you react when you hear a lady confess to you?The lady would be sad.

Sherlock: It turns out that your IQ has dropped to the level of ordinary goldfish. Stop indulging in playing games with goldfish from other countries. My "boring" is a return gift for you. You are welcome.

Mycroft: This is the first lady who has seen your way of life and still has admiration for you. Do you think your mother will be happy to know?

Sherlock put the phone in his pocket and ignored Mycroft. Sometimes he really thinks that Mycroft likes to find trouble for nothing, such as arranging a bunch of eyeliners on Baker Street, knowing that he let the eyeliners see It was just that he was willing to let them see, and now he was trying to lure Wensty to stare at him.

"Elizabeth Lancelot and I have a very good relationship. We have always been very good friends. She is not only a good friend but also a good teacher. She also gave me a lot of guidance in acting." It's Darcy Beren, the B-star who played Lady Macbeth in "Macbeth". The photos became hers.

Arguably, she was the biggest beneficiary of Elizabeth Lancenot's sudden death.

Darcy Bellen looked sad, and a line of tears flowed from her right eye.

"You really have to be thankful for Lancelot's death, because with your acting skills, you will never be able to play the leading role in your life." Sherlock didn't save Darcie Bellen any face, pointing out that her sadness was faked, And pretended very unsuccessfully.

Darcy Bellen was very annoyed, and Sherlock just stepped on her pain point. In the eyes of this pretentious girl, Elizabeth Lancelot was just a vase held by Rosa Morrison. She was very unconvinced: "You are so unreasonable. It's just a little bit of luck that Elizabeth Lancenot can play the leading role."

Lestrade: "But you just said that she gave you a lot of guidance in acting, so you were lying?"

Darcy Bellen was caught in the pigtails, she became frizzy, and simply admitted: "Yes, Elizabeth Lancenot and I don't deal with each other, how can a protagonist get along well with a double who is about to replace her at any time, especially It's Elizabeth, she herself is the main character who picked up the top role, and she has become so popular to this day, how can she allow her double to replicate this success?"

Darcy Bellen became more and more angry, and she has been suppressed by Elizabeth Lancelot since the day she became Elizabeth Lancelot's substitute, but she only wanted to act well, and didn't want to take Elizabeth's place the meaning of.

Sherlock moved the chair closer, staring at her with those pale blue eyes, none of the sharpness and indifference just now, and Darcy Bellen could see the warm spring sunshine in his eyes.

Dacie Bellen was a little dazed, she found herself in those light blue eyes, his eyes only filled with her, a trace of shyness slowly climbed up her cheeks.

"I apologize for what I just said." Sherlock said quite sincerely.

"It's...it's okay."

A smile appeared on Sherlock's face. "So the night Lancelot died was actually your first time on stage, right?"

His final ending was slightly raised, mixed with a low voice, which sounded particularly provocative.

The policemen around who were familiar with Sherlock had goosebumps all over their bodies just by saying "is that right?" You look at me, I look at you, and I just want to know when Sherlock's temperament changed drastically. Girlfriend, but also caring for the female suspect.

Wait... Lestrade thought of something extraordinary: Wensty was also a suspect once, and Sherlock wouldn't take it easy, would he?So now that Wensty is no longer a suspect, Sherlock has lost interest in her?

When Sherlock was acting on every occasion, Lestrade had already made a rigorous and reasonable inference: Sherlock likes cases, and there must be suspects in the case, so Sherlock likes suspects, but suspects will not always be suspects , the case will eventually be solved, and Sherlock only likes unsolved cases, so his interest in suspects is only temporary, and when the suspect is no longer a suspect, he doesn't like it anymore.

So, Lestrade came to the conclusion: Sherlock didn't like Winsty anymore.

How else to explain his closeness to Darcie Bellen?Even though Sherlock and Winsty were still having a sweet breakfast this morning, Sherlock changed his mind at night, and the relationship really flowed like water.

"Yes, that was my first time on stage."

Dacie Bellen's eyes were shining, she remembered that on the stage, when she appeared on the stage, all the lights gathered on her body, she was too obsessed with the feeling of being surrounded by stars.

After her role was over, she felt lost in her heart, fearing that there would be only one chance like this. Today she was temporarily on top because of Elizabeth Lancenot's accident, and she would not have this chance next time.

Darcy Bellen thought that it would be good if Elizabeth Lancenot disappeared forever, but she did not expect that God heard her wish.If Dacie Bellen was to be honest, she was a little happy when she learned of Elizabeth Lancenot's death.

"I was also at the scene that day. It is inevitable that I will be unfamiliar on stage for the first time, but you performed very well."

Lestrade frowned, obviously you don't have any interest in drama, okay?

Darcy Bellen, who received the praise, was very happy, and her tone was quite proud: "I have been preparing, and I can memorize every line."

Sherlock followed her words and said, "You are a good actor. It's a pity that you haven't had the chance to be on stage because Lance Norte suppressed you before."

She had seldom heard compliments since Darcy Beren entered the theatre, and Sherlock's words fell like stones into her heart, and there is no one who does not like compliments, especially when such a gentleman uses his beautiful pair of Blue eyes tell you that he can read you well.

Under Sherlock's attack, Darcy Bellen had completely forgotten that he had bluntly pointed out that her acting skills were not good before, and he had become a confidant in her heart.

Of course, she has no resistance to further development.

"However, actors with potential will definitely be able to wait for her stage. I believe Elizabeth Lancelot also had a period of struggle that was not seen by others, didn't she?"

"Elizabeth Lancelot," said Darcy Bellen with a sneer, "she didn't come up step by step like me. In the performance of "Macbeth" ten years ago, the lady who played Lady Macbeth The actress died of food poisoning the day before the performance, and Lancenot happened to fill the vacant position, she was lucky, there were several substitute actresses, and Rosa chose her."

The drop-in gig was the start of a illustrious career for Elizabeth Lancenot.

Sherlock saw envy, jealousy and unwillingness in Darcy Beren's eyes. What Darcy Beren said just now was to show that Elizabeth Lancenot's fame was nothing but good luck, but she didn't notice that she The situation was exactly the same as that of Lance Norte at that time, and she was able to stand on the stage because of Lance Norte's accidental death.

"Elizabeth has always wanted to pretend that she got to the top by her own hard work, so no one in the theater can mention this matter, but everyone knows exactly how she managed to get so many plays." Darcy Beren showed disdain.

Sherlock grasped the key points in her words, restrained his gentle expression just now, turned to Lestrade and said, "Bring the next person in."

"Okay," Lestrade replied to Sherlock, but he said to the rest of the police in a second, "everyone take a break."

Sherlock stayed in the theater for a day, working almost all day long, and the police in Scotland Yard were also busy all the time. Sherlock could endure such a high-intensity work, but others might not be able to. Make people slack.

Lestrade patted Sherlock on the shoulder: "Okay, let everyone rest for a while to work more efficiently. I ordered a midnight snack, and we went to eat a little together. You didn't eat much for dinner."

"No need, hunger will keep my mind clear. After people eat a lot of food, a lot of blood will flow to the stomach, brain ischemia, and nerve excitation regulation will inhibit brain activity."

Saying that, Sherlock glanced at Lestrade indifferently. Lestrade understood what Sherlock meant. Sherlock wanted to say that he was afraid of brain chaos, let alone their group of goldfish brains.

But if you understand it, it’s another matter whether you listen or not. Lestrade went to eat supper without any fluctuation in his heart.

Sherlock also went out. He wanted to go out to get some air and clear his mind.

Sherlock walked to the door, the rain had stopped, the ground was wet, and the air was exceptionally fresh.

The person who said he was going to give him an umbrella didn't even arrive when the rain stopped.

Sherlock's hands were in his pockets, his eyes were far away, unfocused, his brain was running fast, the case had reached a critical point, and the truth gradually surfaced.

His appearance naturally became a sight in the eyes of others. A tall and straight man stood at the entrance of the theater late at night, his thin lips were tightly pressed, his eyes were intense, and the wind blew his coat, making people appear out of thin air. There is an illusion of being independent for whom.

Darcy Bellen, who was interrogated just now, walked to his side: "I know your name is Sherlock Holmes."

Sherlock resented her interrupting his thinking.

"What you said tonight touched me and inspired me a lot."

Sherlock didn't answer.

"The encouragement you get before an actor is famous is very valuable."

Sherlock ignored her.

Dacie Belen was a little uneasy, she finally used her "killer", and walked from Sherlock's side with a coquettish smile: "You can invite me to dinner, tomorrow night and the night after tomorrow I will All available."

Sherlock didn't ignore her this time: "Why did I invite you to dinner?"

Darcy Belen's smile froze on her face: "What did you say?"

"We're so close, there's no way you can't hear what I'm saying."

When Winsty arrived, she happened to see Darcy Bellen standing opposite Sherlock with a red face. She was wearing red clothes again today, and she looked like a red shrimp.

The two seemed to have something to talk about, and she didn't know if she would disturb them by going forward.

Darcy Belen suppressed the emotions in her heart, tilted her head and said, "It seems that I invite you to dinner."

"I don't want to have dinner with you." Sherlock said very bluntly, then stared at Wensty who was about to get closer, and walked towards her.

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Sherlock: Why take it seriously when you're just kidding.

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