Sherlock Holmes' Neighborhood 221C

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It took Wu Zhen a long time to find the toilet. Next to the toilet were two pots of lush plants as tall as a person blocking the door to purify the air.

Really thoughtful setting.

The imported smell should not be mixed with the outgoing smell.

The men's and women's toilets are on the left and right sides, and the sinks are shared, with a mirror covering half of the wall.Wu Zhen stood by the mirror, tiptoed to touch the corner of the clothes stained with coffee to the water, and wiped it with hand sanitizer to clean it.

The place where the coffee was splashed felt a little hot at first, but it disappeared when it was blown cold.Her skin is delicate, in Wu Zhen's own words, it is "delicate".There was a light red patch on the waist, and it looked nothing under the warm orange toilet light.Wu Zhen carefully rubbed the corners of the clothes, cleaned them, and put them under the dryer to blow them.Then look in the mirror to see if there are any visible stains.Her eyesight was up and down, fine in the sun, but she couldn't see things clearly under the warm orange light, and her eyes were fixed on the coffee stains, afraid that they might not be washed clean, so she would have to wash them again.

"Ah, why are you hurt so badly?" A gentle male voice sounded from behind Wu Zhen.

Wu Zhen looked up at the mirror, a blond man who was taller than her was standing behind her, looking down at her waist with concern, then he stretched out his hand and lifted her clothes.

掀

get up

her

clothes

!

The thick lines are like Wu Zhen, and a vein popped out of his forehead at this moment.

Wu Zhen pinched the blond man's wrist with his right hand, turned around and twisted his arms and locked the blond man with his backhand while he lay on the sink while he was in a daze.

Everyone in the bathroom was stunned, and women with different hair colors cheered for her: "This is what you should do to perverts!"

Blonde man: "...I have no malicious intentions, let alone a pervert."

He continued: "I just wanted to see your injuries."

hurt?

I mean the hot spot.

Well, is that called injury?

Well, there must be a discrepancy between simultaneous English and Chinese translations.

"If you don't tell the truth, I will send you to the police station."

The man said helplessly: "I really just want to see your injuries, and besides, what do I have to constitute sexual/harassment to you."

Wu Zhen thought about it, but there really wasn't one. According to what he said, the crime was not established at all.

"Your behavior is too radical."

With that said, Wu Zhen let go of his shoulders.

The blond man rubbed his shoulders, wondering who was too aggressive.

"I'm a doctor." He handed Wu Zhen a business card.

Wu Zhen took it over and took a look.

Dylan Wells.surgeon.

I've been seeing doctors lately.

"Miss, you are so beautiful, can we get to know each other?"

Since coming to the UK, Wu Zhen has gotten used to this kind of enthusiastic approach to strike up conversations. People from all over the world are very enthusiastic about beauties, not to mention beauties with exotic styles are simply sought-after.

If you don't want to or don't like it, just say no.

But it was the first time she met such a unique first meeting.

"No, the bathroom is not a good place to strike up a conversation. Next time, don't just pick up other people's clothes."

Wu Zhen walked out of the bathroom without looking back.

"so long?"

Wu Zhen frowned, but still didn't tell Sherlock what happened in the bathroom.

Randomly said: "Well, the stain is very stubborn."

Sherlock glanced at her, but said nothing.

Sherlock looked out the window, quietly and picturesquely.

Outside the window, there was a woman with a baby in her arms, standing under the lamppost, a little embarrassed.

Wu Zhen looked over.

Wearing a khaki coat, a thick sweater inside, slippers, and messy hair are the biggest reasons why she looks embarrassed.In addition, it can be seen that she is a newly pregnant mother.

When the dessert came, Wu Zhen took a spoonful.

"Is it weird?" She asked while eating.

Wu Zhen dug another spoonful of smoothie.

"It's nothing." Sherlock saw the plate of smoothies that Wu Zhen had dug half away, picked up a spoon and dug a large spoon into his mouth.frowned.

He doesn't like desserts.

Only Mycroft loves this kind of food coloring mixture that damages teeth.

That's why he's so fat and bald.

Ah.

"Eat less," Sherlock said.

"Desserts contain substances that make people happy, how can they give up." Wu Zhen took the leftover smoothie as his own, eating spoonful by bite with satisfaction.

It is rare to see such a contented expression on her face, and her external expression has always been subtle.

"The so-called happiness response is just the stress response in the human brain produced by chemical substances." Sherlock snatched the plate and picked up a small piece with a spoon to smell it.

"Sherlock, this is not a chemical experiment." Wu Zhen took the plate back again.The store was well heated, and Sherlock's iconic windbreaker couldn't help being draped over the chair.The smoothie is melting into sweet water, so I need to eat it quickly.

Thinking of the woman holding the child that Sherlock had noticed just now, he paid more attention to her for a while.How could a man like Sherlock, who didn't even care about Sergeant Gray Lestrade, pay much attention to a man.

There are oddities.

Wu Zhen looked out the window, the woman was still there, holding the phone and her lips squirmed, her pale face was thin and her cheeks were thin, her expression seemed very excited.

As a psychology student, Wu Zhen took a closer look at it for the first time, and couldn't help but look a little more serious.

The mental state of the woman holding the baby was not very good, and she seemed to have early symptoms of postpartum depression.Although it was warmer now, it was still too much for the weak body of a newly pregnant woman.

As for her family, why didn't they take good care of her.

"She abducted the child."

Wu Zhen: "Huh?"

"Want to know the answer?"

Wu Zhen shook his head: "Come on, I won't guess, Sherlock, you should tell me yourself, or you can forget about suffocating to death."

As soon as Sherlock's smug smile hung on the tip of his eyes, he couldn't help but pick it up.

Sure enough, he was observant. After getting along with him for a short time, he unconsciously found out all his habits.Even she herself may not be aware that she is unconsciously observing and analyzing the people around her.

It must be a great honor to be her professional class teacher.

After all, he carried it with his own hands.

"She's not very good at holding the baby, you can see it from the baby crying. She doesn't have the equipment to take the baby on the street. A mother with a five-month-old baby doesn't make such a stupid mistake. She gave birth, from her You can see the pregnancy spots on her face. She looked at the child as if she had lost it. Looking at her face recovering from a serious illness, it is possible that her original child died or was stillborn.”

"There is a hospital gown in the coat. It is possible that I have just come out of the hospital. I saw other people's children acting suddenly. A person who is recovering from a serious illness will not be too far away. I saw her get off the taxi, and the mud on her slippers Only in Central Park, as far as the nearest hospital in Central Park is concerned, Butts Hospital."

The woman outside the window has been sitting on a public seat under the lamppost with her baby in her arms. The baby kept crying, and the woman's face became even paler.

Wu Zhen took out his mobile phone and dialed the police number. A few minutes later, a police car rushed over with flashing two-color lights.The woman looked flustered, sitting there not knowing what to do. Finally, she lowered her head and secretly glanced at the movements of the policemen from the corner of her eyes.

There were acquaintances among the few policemen who came, and Officer Gray also came.He got out of the car, looked around with his hands on his waist imposingly, saw them in the window, greeted the young police officers, and walked towards them.

Gray walked into the restaurant and squeezed through the passing diners to Sherlock's table.

"Why are you two together?"

Officer Gray, the translation of your statement into Chinese is very misleading.

Wu Zhen blinked.

"Actually, it's just eating together."

They are not together anymore, but just "dining together".

The meal has been removed, coffee is a necessity for Sherlock, he said while adding sugar cubes to the coffee: "Why are you here, I don't think a small kidnapping case will make the famous Police Officer Gray dispatched."

This way of answering one question with another is, after all, the best cover for Sherlock not wanting to answer the question...

Sure enough, Gray got caught, touched his nose unconsciously, his voice dropped a few decibels, and his lips were a little murmured: "You know, I have to be responsible for your safety."

Sherlock sarcastically said, "Since when did you become Mycroft's lackey?"

"...I'm not a running dog, I'm just his subordinate." Gray also wanted to change the subject, and he put his hope on Wu Zhen.

"How is it going?"

"No big deal."

Gray pointed out the window: "You reported the case just now?"

"Well, because Sherlock doesn't want to care about this."

Can a high functioning sociopath be expected to report a crime to save a child?In a chat, Sherlock himself admitted to her that he was not that kind, and he was never the standard hero created by some people.Her employer, a detective who loves crime.

"Good job," Gray said. "Don't ever expect him to do that."

Sherlock smiled at Gray, a kind of half-smile.