Sherlock's Girlfriend[Zhongyingmei]

Although Ai Miye speeded up the progress and Xi Ruier extended a helping hand to her, it still took a few days to officially appear in front of everyone, but she is naturally not as good as Xi Ruier to Kailin. , and Cyril's criminal record, he can say that, no accident, other evidence that may have been leaked has been destroyed.

Now it seems that there is no other way but to wait.

After attending the banquet, Ai Miye followed Sherlock back to London.

Although, in her opinion, Baker Street was not very safe.

Especially when Ai Miye looked at the bullet marks on the wall.

Ai Miye had to stop her work, looked at Sherlock who was holding his hand/gun without saying a word, "You are so noisy."

There have been no cases for several days, and Sherlock replied irritably, "The documents in your hand can be resolved in 2 minutes, why are you still standing still after spending an hour?"

"Not everyone has the same IQ as you." Although she didn't want to admit it, Sherlock was indeed a genius.

After hearing this, Sherlock calmed down a little bit, but was still unhappy because he had nothing to do.

Fortunately, this unhappiness did not last long.

Because Lestrade came.

Seeing him coming in, Ai Miye felt a faint sense of relief, relaxed and devoted herself to work.

Until Sherlock picked her up and walked out.

Ai Miye resisted with a smile on her face, "I don't think I agreed to go to the crime scene with you."

The curly-haired man ignored her weak protest, took the hat from the coat rack and put it on her head, walked out of the room a few steps, and came to the street, "The boring work should be thrown away, look what the murderer brought us. What a surprise—the serial murder of five victims."

Pedestrians passing by on the street could not help but look at him with some strange eyes.

Ai Mi Ye: "..."

She closed her eyes unbearably, and said, "Sherlock, you should restrain yourself."

He stopped the car, "What are you restraining?"

"This is the street." Of course, she didn't believe that Sherlock could realize how wrong it was to talk about serial murders with excitement on the street.

The curly-haired man glanced at her and suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth.

A serial murder case of five victims.

The murder scene changes with each victim.

The manner of death of each victim is also changing.

The murderer is upgrading, not satisfied with this single method of killing, so he keeps prolonging the death time in order to gain pleasure.

If it is not controlled, the murderer will only get worse and worse.

After watching the five murder scenes, Ai Miye could feel what the murderer wanted to express, although it was very vague.

Sherlock's actions are very efficient, and he will not stay at each scene for more than 3 minutes. He quickly arrives at the laboratory and carefully and rigorously identifies the traces left by the scene.

Ai Yaya is in charge of investigating the life of the victim.

After reading it over and over twice, she didn't find any connection between the victims. No matter how they looked, they seemed to be randomly selected without distinction.

She frowned slightly, Sherlock was still doing the appraisal, so she didn't interrupt him.

Sitting on the sidelines with nothing to do, she inexplicably thought of what Xi Ruier had said to her.

Really help her?

But Xi Ruier went all out to get Kailin, so why would she help her?

Or, does he have a way to compromise himself?With what to threaten her?

Ai Miye's eyes fell on Sherlock, and he seemed to be aware of it, and asked lightly, "Why?"

"It's nothing."

She leaned over to look at his identification progress, and she had already determined three substances. She initially estimated that there were at least seven. It was still early, and she stretched, "What do you want to eat?"

Before he could answer, she went on to say, "Forget it, I'll make my own decision."

After speaking, he consciously took out the card from his windbreaker pocket, opened the door and went out without looking back.

Sherlock: "..."

The wind in the street was biting, she gathered her coat, walked into the fast food restaurant, ordered a few at random, and sat quietly in the seat and waited.

The man who was also waiting for food in the fast food restaurant noticed her, and after a moment of blankness, he straightened his clothes and sat next to her.

Ask her with a smile on your face, "Mind if I sit here?"

Ai Miye glanced at the other party coldly, "Yes."

The smile on the man's face froze. He thought he had never seen such a straightforward rejection, but he still changed the chat plan freely, "Hi, my name is Leiris, do you like this place too?"

Seeing that she didn't answer, he seemed to start talking, "The business here has always been very good. To be honest, I also want to open such a store, but it's a pity that the current job pays a lot, so I don't want to. However, maybe I will resign in the future. Maybe, what do you think?"

Ai Miye propped her chin, looking out the window boredly, apparently not listening at all.

"..."

The man touched his nose and had to walk away in embarrassment.

The few men who originally wanted to strike up a conversation also stopped.

This beauty is not easy to take the bait.

After packing a little at the fast food restaurant, Ai Miye took it back to the laboratory.

It looked like Sherlock was more than half done.

Anyway, there was nothing wrong with her, she sat a little far away to eat, only ate a little, and then she didn't eat.

Ai Miye doesn't like fast food, she just eats simply. She doesn't have a big appetite and her food intake is small, so she didn't spend much time.

Putting the rest of the food on the table, she suddenly felt something was wrong, turned her head, and found the curly-haired man sitting there looking straight at her.

Seeing that she had some self-doubt in her heart, she ignored the man who struck up a conversation, what could he see?

Thinking of this, she reassuredly said, "What do you see me doing?"

"I'm sending you a hint signal."

She subconsciously flipped through her phone and found that she hadn't received the text message, then asked, "What signal?"

"Your ability to focus is terrible. I'm waiting for you to bring the food to me."

"……You are sick."

Ai Miye put the food half a meter away from him into his hand with a blank expression.