[Comprehensive] The correct strategy of Xueba

Just when Wei Yang was planning to revive, someone had already taken him one step ahead—a third suicide case of the same kind happened.

This time things got bigger because Beth Davenport, the deceased, was the Deputy Secretary of Transportation.Scotland Yard was under tremendous pressure.The common point in the three cases is that the deceased used the same poison to commit suicide, and there was no reason for suicide, but they still could only give a conclusion of suicide.

When Scotland Yard held a press conference, none of the reporters failed to grasp this question.After all, an ordinary suicide case wouldn't make Scotland Yard call a press conference for it.How could all three choose to commit suicide inexplicably?And they had nothing to do with each other, so how did the same poison come about?Just by chance?

"... Judging from the current situation, these cases are indeed suicides..." Wei Yang watched Lestrade, who was not particularly confident, speak in the live video of the computer, and the sound of a mobile phone button came from behind him.Then in the next moment, he heard the text messages on the mobile phone at the press conference one after another, and the reporters all showed surprised and excited expressions after reading the text messages.Even Lestrade took out his mobile phone with a helpless look on his face.

"You again?" he asked Sherlock casually.

"Not suicide, no! How can these people understand?" Sherlock answered him in a higher voice than usual, pacing up and down the laboratory irritably. "But evidence, I need evidence!"

Obviously these people were talking about Scotland Yard.Wei Yang turned around on the chair and looked at him with his hands folded. "They've done everything they can, Sherlock. Stop texting, it won't help." You know if you text in groups, my vision will be blurred by the yellow text NO?The system prompt of the main mission cannot be canceled!

"Anyway, they don't want to close the case like this!" Sherlock stopped abruptly.He seemed to think of something and looked back at Wei Yang.

"Don't look at me with that look, I'm with you in this regard." Wei Yang said. "But there is no basis for empty words. Their methods are too neat. They can only..."

"We can only wait for the murderer to make a mistake, and that will be the clue." Sherlock quickly answered. "Wait until they kill one or more people... Shit!" He cursed viciously.Then he started walking around again, while still muttering in a low voice: "The victims must have something in common... the same poison, the same disappearing in the downtown area, the same no witnesses? Why?" Then he seemed to suddenly think of something, the whirlwind Generally rush out the door.

Jasmine was just about to go through the door and was almost bumped into.Then she held the tray and asked Wei Yang: "What happened to him?"

"Case, case, case." Wei Yang replied dryly.He was 100% sure that this case had something to do with Moriarty, that Moriarty had taught someone to do it, but he had no evidence either.Of course, the complete works of Sherlock Holmes he remembered could not be used as evidence. Who could believe what he said alone?And even the system would not tell him who the murderer was before the truth came out.

But Jasmine obviously didn't think so. "You know what he's up to, you can help him, can't you?" She came in and put the tray on the glass test bench. "I always thought it was almost impossible, but now when it happens, the two of you look great - a good match, huh." She seemed to have decided that Wei Yang and Sherlock were a couple, and persuaded herself Accept the truth.

Wei Yang slumped weakly in the chair.He found that many of his explanations were useless with Sherlock's tacit consent.How did Jasmine come to her conclusion of "awesome"?If that's the case, he'd already cleared the level, okay?

After a few days, Sherlock calmed down from that manic period (by whipping the corpse dozens of times while studying the relationship between bruises and time of death) and returned to his research at the microscope.It's just that today is a bit different, because someone brought Sherlock a candidate for a roommate, and this candidate is Dr. John Watson.

Wei Yang watched the whole thing.Sherlock reacted as he did with every stranger, crackling out some shocking truth, as if he had known the person before.However, John's reaction was different from that of ordinary people. He just felt very shocked, purely shocked.

"Aren't you going to beat him up?" Wei Yang asked curiously after Sherlock left in a hurry again.They had been introduced just now, but Sherlock had been talking non-stop before, and the others couldn't intervene at all.

"... beat him?" John asked a little puzzled, and then understood: "People don't like to be discovered by others."

Wei Yang nodded.He felt that even if the relationship between Sherlock and Mycroft had changed from being good in the original book to being bad now, it was unlikely that the relationship between Sherlock and the doctor would become like that.So although Sherlock asked John to look at the house tomorrow, the co-renting must be possible, just by hearing the name.

"That's right. I have to admit, I really wanted to beat him up at that time." Although Sherlock said it was probably the original owner... Wei Yang winked at John while speaking.Sherlock has always been quick, accurate and ruthless when stepping on other people's painful feet!

"Although you said that, didn't you also do it?" John smiled. "By the way, I have another question to ask you."

"What?" Wei Yang continued to drink his coffee.In his opinion, when the doctor came, he would have less chance of being cheated by Sherlock; with the shield, Mycroft would not like to drink tea with him; maybe Moriarty would turn to another What about the entry point——

Boy, your integrity has completely disappeared!

"First of all, I have to emphasize that I am not discriminating against homosexuals, I am just asking." John's doubts were genuine. "Since he is your boyfriend, why does he still need a roommate? You can live together, can't you?"

Wei Yang had already imagined that he would find a safe place to gain favor with him, and he almost spit out his coffee when he heard this: "Who said that? Who said that!" Isn't Jasmine the only one who knows?At best Mycroft who knows everything?

Mike Stanford, John's classmate, the introducer who brought John here, and the doctor at Barts Hospital, silently raised his hand. "Sherlock told me himself." Seeing Wei Yang's angry eyes, he said innocently.

For a moment, Wei Yang felt darkness in front of him.Fuck you, Sherlock!

night.

Wei Yang came home from get off work, had dinner, took a shower, and lay on the sofa to dry his hair.What a bad day, he thought.If there is such a thing, forget it, he can pass the level and leave immediately; why should he endure people's rumors when he only has three stars!Went to his!

The TV was not turned off, and the news was rebroadcasting on the LCD screen. A row of red letters scrolled at the bottom of the screen, "Scotland Yard confirmed that Deputy Minister Davenport committed suicide, but a mysterious person sent a text message to refute it at the press conference...".Wei Yang glanced at it, and the system yellow characters jumped out again: "Main task one, pink research, third ring. The dead..."

Even with such a reminder, he doesn't know who the murderer is!Wei Yang turned off the TV irritably, and the yellow characters disappeared immediately.It must have something to do with Moriarty, but he is not familiar with Moriarty at all, how could he know who the other party asked to do this?The only connection he had with Moriarty was the pistol, the text message, the taxi receipt, and two very brief encounters...

Wait, taxi receipt?

Wei Yang stopped his hands.He suddenly thought of what Sherlock said: "The same poison, the same disappears in the downtown area, and there are no witnesses"——Taxi driver?

Wei Yang picked up the phone, pulled the laptop on the low table, and opened the search page.He wrote down the number of the taxi driver who helped Moriarty pass the message last time on his mobile phone. Now that he thinks about it, it is very suspicious.If it's the driver, it all makes sense.Since Moriarty could make the driver kill someone, it would be no problem to spread the word.

Job number, 71126.

A prompt box that Wei Yang had never seen before popped up on the system interface: "Congratulations, you have passed the main mission [-], and you will get extra clearance points."

Wei Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and clicked on the phone's address book.But before he found Sherlock's name, another favorable sign bar popped up in front of him, three stars.System convulsion?What kind of favorability does he dance when he is alone?Could it be...

A hand reached out from behind him and took his phone. "A pleasant surprise! Honey, I really like you more and more. But it's not allowed to take the gift I gave you and pass it on to others!"

Wei Yang froze.Because that was Moriarty's voice.And almost at the same time, two heavily armed burly men appeared out of nowhere, with two black muzzles pointed at him.

"What do you want to do?" Wei Yang tried to keep his voice calm.Looks like this, is it going to be Gameover just after passing a small level?

"It's nothing, it's just that this game is starting to be more interesting than I imagined." Moriarty turned around and stood in front of him, lightly throwing Wei Yang's phone to play. "By the way, I got some news." He bent down and looked at Wei Yang presumptuously: "Sherlock said, are you his boyfriend?"

Wei Yang's back began to sweat. "It's nothing, it's just a cover-up!" No matter how you look at it, what you admit now is sick!Do you want to die?

"Really?" Moriarty asked softly, and then showed an unusually sweet smile. "But anyway, Sherlock has to open the presents himself, and that's our pleasure. So..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Yang felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, and then he didn't know anything.