[British and American Drama] The murderer is in sight

Reid shook his head, "There is nothing wrong with investigating, but going to flower gardens is not very meaningful. Besides, there are many flower gardens and flower shops in London. It is too difficult to check one by one. The sheriff has already started an investigation, and the police have dispatched manpower Much more convenient than us."

"Then go to the place where Sherlock can be found." Lance said so, still not giving up the idea of ​​calling a taxi.

The taxi arrived quickly, and the driver wore a big hat that covered most of his face.

Lance and Reid were sitting in the car, and Lance felt relieved after repeatedly confirming that the driver's big hat did not block his view.

"The weather is good this afternoon." The driver said suddenly after the car started.

"Yeah." Lance nodded while pressing the phone keypad.

"So where are the two gentlemen going?" The driver said so, but he had already gone a long way with his foot on the accelerator, as if he was very carefree and didn't care much about the destination.

Lance finally put down the phone, and looked at the back of the driver's head that was covered by the hat with a strange look, "Just turn around."

Reid leaned quietly on the back seat without interrupting the two of them talking. Although he is also a smart person, he is not as good as his lover in terms of interpersonal communication.

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror, and gave a clear chuckle, "It's good to go out and relax~"

"Why do you speak in a cadence?" Lance frowned, then sighed helplessly and continued, "By the way, if possible, go to a larger flower garden."

"To see the flowers?" The driver turned the steering wheel very casually, his movements were smooth and careless.

Lance firmly resisted the man's exposed hairy arm, and after a while he replied, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's just that a friend of mine suddenly sent us a bouquet of flowers this morning. Not sure if it was for me or for him, now wondering where the f*cking curly is and just punch him."

The driver was also silent for a moment, "This friend?"

"Well, but later we found out that he not only gave us a gift, but also gave it to his brother who rolled his eyes when we met, and also gave his brother's secret lover a separate bouquet." When Lance said this, he also I really admire myself for expressing things clearly in a very roundabout way without revealing any sensitive information.

The driver didn't make a sound, but he made an exaggerated 'wow' to express his inner feelings.

The air in the taxi stagnated again and again. Reid yawned lightly, then took out the book he hadn't finished reading this morning from his satchel, opened the page between the bookmarks, and held the last page with his slender index finger. The line of text on the top quickly slid vertically to the bottom, quickly turned a page, and then repeated this set of actions.

After seeing the driver for so long, Lance couldn't hold back, "Do you think we can find him if we go to the flower garden to try our luck?"

The driver shook his head, "I don't know, don't the flowers you accept have no store name or something?"

"It seems to have been specially ordered, there is no store name, but when it was delivered, it was packed in a box without any gaps." Lance suddenly thought of something and smiled when he said this, "His brother's secret lover They work at the police station, and after checking such a tight package for a long time to make sure it wasn't Huo Zha Gong, you don't know that the faces of people who receive roses turn green!"

"Then you shouldn't be able to find him in the flower garden." The driver sighed, "Well, your friends must have been a prank and you didn't even bother to find him. Is there any place you want to go? "

After saying this, Lance became distressed, "It's better... wait, eh, sir, send us to Chinatown."

When the car stopped, Lance took out a few banknotes from his pocket and handed them to the driver, then pushed Reid out of the car.

The driver looked at the colorful banknotes in his hand, and suddenly stopped Lance. Seeing the young man looking over with doubts, he took out a triangular shape from the bag hanging beside his seat. The biscuit was thrown to him, "Since you are in Chinatown, let's eat Chinese food. After eating, the store will have the same custom as that country, and I will also give you this fortune cookie."

After speaking, he kicked the accelerator again, and Lance and Reid could only stand at the intersection and watch the black taxi go away from their field of vision as if having fun.

Lance looked down at the fortune cookie in his palm, "But Chinese people don't have this kind of thing."

It's afternoon now, and there are quite a few people in Chinatown. There are ranked shops on both sides of the street, and the square characters on them look neat and a little mysterious.

"Is Mr. Holmes here?" Rhett looked around, his voice was a little sharp because of the slight increase, "You and that driver..."

Lance lowered his voice and did not hide it, "A news channel I knew last time, it seems to be working well this time, let's go to the flower shop first, and Sergeant Lestrade sent me a message while we were in the car. It is said that they found the person who sent the flowers before, it was a flower shop called 'Infatuation' in Chinatown."

Rhett thought about it for a while, and was a little puzzled, "But there is no such flower shop in Chinatown."

Because Lance himself prefers Chinese food, all kinds of Chinese food seasonings at home are disappearing at a fast speed. The two of them will come to Chinatown almost once a week or two, and Lance seems to like the atmosphere here. Every time I came here with him, I took him and the two of them to walk around Chinatown from the beginning to the end, and then I bought the things I needed. It was only a week since they came here last time. At this moment, there is a family in Chinatown that didn’t listen. The flower shop I mentioned is also a bit incredible.

After all, even if it is a newly opened store, it needs to be renovated, and there will be some movement. It can’t be that a store is installed and opened in less than a week. This is for a store in Chinatown It's almost impossible, after all, most of the shopkeepers here are businessmen from that country, they have their own custom of opening a shop, and the preparation alone is very cumbersome.

This flower shop is not difficult to find. According to their pace, they only walked a third of Chinatown, and saw this small single room sandwiched between the foot washing shop and the ear picking shop. The sign on it is pink. Printed in black squares are the words 'obsession'.

The decoration of the store is very simple.

Lance and Rhett were going to knock on the door and enter, but Rhett suddenly stopped. He held Lance's hand with one hand and led them into the nearby shop.

Lance followed Rhett obediently and hid behind the small stone lion at the door of the footwashing shop. The waiter at the door looked at the two decent-looking young men with some doubts, but didn't say anything.

"What's the matter?" Lance asked in a low voice. From their vantage point, they could just see a beautiful blonde woman with a bright smile waving at the man leaving with a large bouquet of roses. She was of medium height and dressed in clean white. Shirt and black skirt, and a light yellow apron around the waist.

Rhett also replied in a low voice, "She looks familiar."

Um?A woman who can make the little doctor feel familiar?

Lance was about to take a closer look, but the female clerk had already turned her head and returned to the flower shop, leaving only a silhouette.

He straightened up and turned to look at the waiter at the footwashing shop who had been watching them behind them for a long time, "Ah, may I ask..."

"I want to ask about Miss Rachel." The waiter didn't look surprised at all, but now he looked at them with more doubts, and his eyes moved to the hands that the two are still holding, "Rui Miss Qiu came here six days ago, she and Meiling are friends, after Meiling transferred the store to her, she made a signature flower shop without changing it."

Still a kind waiter!

Lance thought so.

"It's her!" Reid recovered from his contemplation, and squeezed Lance's hand again, "It's Miss Eberhart!"

"But she's not black-haired..." Lance suddenly widened his eyes, "It's her?"

When the words came out, Lance stretched out his hand to block Reid back, then touched his lower back, and scanned the crowds and buildings around him sharply.

He didn't believe the key point in the previous missing sapphire case. The police and even McCoff seemed to have failed to find out the important clues to the whereabouts. The person just appeared in the crowded Chinatown in a majestic way, and even sent a box to the police station and even Zhengfu in the morning. loaded with flowers.These sensitive clues that can dance on the forehead of any relationship are like an open trap, waiting for the prey to get into it willingly.

As expected, he was attacked in an instant.

From the waiter who has been contributing confused eyes just now, he obviously looks like a Chinese youth in his early twenties, but the attack is unexpectedly fierce, and the sharpness in his eyes almost tears Lance's body in half.

His hands were bent into claws to grab Lance. Lance dodged and kicked his knees with a sweeping leg. After the man jumped up and dodged, he bent his arms around his waist and pulled out the gun quickly. , opened the distance.

The waiter froze for a moment, and then showed a vicious look again.

"Why attack us?" Reid didn't go in either, his hand was in the satchel, and he seemed to be holding something.

"You guys are the ones who are hostile to Miss Rachel!" The waiter shouted, "She is Mei Ling's friend."

There was a lot of movement here, even a gun appeared, and the surrounding pedestrians subconsciously avoided it, with expressions of fear and excitement.