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A recent case is related to it," Sherlock said while wearing the white gloves handed to him by Lestrade, "this person often browses a comic website, and then one day suddenly finds that the serialized content on the website is similar to his own. His life was exactly the same, so he went to find the creators of the comics and told them about himself.And this kind of thing has not happened once or twice, so the creators of the comics came to me, hoping that I could help them find the reason for this kind of thing. "

"Comics come true?" Lestrade's expression was almost as if he was listening to a bible. He subconsciously glanced at John, but found that John was not with John, so he asked curiously, "If this matter doesn't come true?" I've got to think it's a great story when it comes to human life. Where's John? Didn't he come with you?"

"He's outside," Sherlock pursed his lips, and said as he walked directly into the bedroom, "he's with Larage, and Donovan won't let her in."

"Large?" Lestrade's head was lined with question marks. "Who is it? John's new girlfriend?"

"No," Sherlock paused, as if he was thinking about how to introduce Larage, "it's the daughter of a woman John wants to pursue, but it's me that woman wants to pursue."

Lestrade: "..." He was shocked by this chaotic relationship.

……

James Tonks' body lay on his bed.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but the location of James' corpse is very similar to that of the blind banker Fanku, and even the cause of death is the same-a headshot.

"The preliminary judgment is suicide," Lestrade stood beside Sherlock, talking about the conclusion drawn by Scotland Yard, "there is no sign of the room being invaded, not even a sign of climbing up from the outside—obviously Ray Strade remembers the case of the blind banker too. What do you think?"

"Well," Sherlock reached out and moved James' head, examining his wound carefully, "your people are finally useful."

Lestrade pretended not to hear Sherlock's sarcasm, and secretly thanked himself that he had paid Anderson ahead of schedule, "Then do you have any idea? I checked this man's financial situation, and his company is in a bad situation right now. A lot of debt, and if he doesn't find a large sum of money soon, his company will go out of business. In this case, he is indeed very likely to commit suicide."

"I know," Sherlock straightened up, walked to James' notebook, easily cracked his power-on password, and browsed the contents, "You don't need to tell me these things."

"...Okay," Lestrade rubbed his forehead helplessly, and then asked, "Sherlock, I used some... methods that should not be disclosed to find out about this person's situation and death. Yes, so I need you to give me a reasonable reason so that I can complete my report."

"Go to Mycroft." After finishing speaking, Sherlock's hand scrolling the mouse suddenly stopped, and even his eyes became a little unclear, "...I think I found something interesting."

"What?" Lestrade leaned his head over.

……

Off the scene of the crime.

John held Laraji in his arms, watching the policemen coming and going, and suddenly felt that he was in the way. This reminded him of the first time he went to the crime scene with Sherlock, but he was ruthlessly abandoned by Sherlock who was over excited .

But this time is obviously much better than last time, because this time there is a beautiful angel-like Lalazhi in his arms.

"You like Sherlock very much?" John suddenly asked with great interest, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation, "Why?"

Lalage turned her head to look at John (her eyes had been following the policemen coming and going, as if she wanted to see Sherlock in the room), thought for a while, and then said, "I don't know, I fell in love with him as soon as I saw him."

"Did you... Mommy tell you about him?" John suddenly remembered about Sarah. If Sarah would usually tell Laraji these things, then it might be reasonable for Laraji to like Sherlock so much. up.

"No," Laraji shook his head obediently, "I haven't heard of Shire's name before."

"Sherlock also likes you very much." John showed a gentle smile to Lalage, for some reason, he just wanted to make Lalage smile, "You are the first person he has treated so patiently. "

"No." Unexpectedly, Lalage refuted John's words, "It is you who made him most patient."

John was taken aback.

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Laraji continued, "Charles is also his favorite person."

"..." John suddenly didn't know what to say, "Yes, but that's because we are friends."

"It's beyond my friend's liking," Laraji continued without surprise, "I can see it."

John laughed immediately. From his point of view, Laraji is still a friend who doesn't know what "friendship" is at all, so it's impossible for her to know what "beyond friendship" is like.

"I'm serious," said Lalage, looking into John's eyes. "The person Charles likes the most, the person who makes him most patient, is really you. Otherwise why would he bring you so stupid to me?" By your side?"

"..." John choked. It wasn't the first time he was called stupid (in fact, after meeting Sherlock, he often felt stupid), but he was called stupid by a five-year-old kid. , it was still beyond John's tolerance, "Why did you say that? Did Sherlock tell you anything?"

"No," Laraji shook his head again, "Charles likes you very much, so he won't speak ill of you."

"Then why do you think... I'm stupid?" John felt... really stupid when he said the last two words.

Lalage looked at John, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "Do you know what I'm thinking right now?"

"Hmm..." John decided to use this opportunity to show off his IQ. He lived with Sherlock for so long and solved so many cases. The year-old girl looked down, "Are you thinking of Sherlock?"

"No," the five-year-old girl quickly denied John's words, "I was wondering why you are so stupid."

John: "..."

"I can know what Shire and you are thinking, and Shire can also know what me and you are thinking," Lalage said, "but you don't know what Shire and I are thinking..." The little girl Paused, no matter how high her IQ was, she was still a five-year-old girl at this time, and she was still a little confused after saying so many things in a short while, "So you are stupid."

"..." John was speechless again.He really wanted to know how Sherlock got along with Laraji. Could it be that his IQ was really not on the same level as the two of them?

...it's a really sad subject.

"Why don't you like Shire?" Lalaji seemed to be in love with talking at this moment, she put her hand on John's shoulder, and asked curiously, "Shire likes you very much, why don't you like Shire?"

"I like Sherlock very much..." John himself felt that this sentence was a bit... awkward. He looked around and met Donovan's shocked eyes, and was taken aback for a moment.

In the next second, Donovan turned around and left, picked up the walkie-talkie and didn't know what he was talking about.

John: "..."

John raised his foot and wanted to chase after him, because even if he had no IQ, he knew that Donovan must have misunderstood something!

But in the next second, Sherlock's voice pulled John back.

"John," Sherlock walked out of the apartment, followed by Lestrade with a strange expression, "come with me to a place."

"..." John watched helplessly as Donovan walked out of his sight, and sighed helplessly.

"What are you looking at?" Sherlock followed John's gaze, but Donovan just turned the corner and he didn't see anything.

Sherlock glanced at Lalage again, asking her what had just happened.

Laraji read Sherlock's inquiry very successfully, and said, "The teddy bear just said that he likes..."

"Cough!" John coughed loudly, interrupting Laraji's words, "...I said just now that I really like Lalaji, didn't I?"

John winked at Lalage, he thought that with Lalage's IQ, he would be able to see what he was thinking, but...

"No." Lalage did understand John's expression, but he didn't want to help John speak together, "Just now the teddy bear said he likes you, Charles."

John: "..."

Sherlock's eyebrows and the corners of his mouth were raised together, although with his IQ, he knew very well that John either didn't finish his sentence, or his "like" was not what Lalage understood.

But that didn't stop him from being happy.

"Really?" Sherlock said in a good mood, "Next time you can tell me yourself, John."

Saying that, Sherlock stretched out his hand and hugged Lalage back, looking down at John.

……

The tips of John's ears turned red, he always felt that he was being teased by Sherlock, but he didn't know what to say, he was so depressed that he was going to die.

"Did... what happened to you?" Lestrade broke the ambiguous atmosphere, he looked at John carefully (the triangle relationship that Sherlock mentioned before obviously made him