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Rhett, Hotchner and Morgan glanced at each other, and went to check the man who fell on the ground.The results showed that although his face was smudged, his body was fine, but he just seemed to be unable to sleep.

"What's wrong with him?" Rhett looked at Meng Yin curiously.

Meng Yin raised her lips and smiled, her brows and eyes were full of arrogance, which did not match her appearance at all. "I'll let him sleep obediently for a while, and wait until the police come to take him away."

"Then how did you do it?"

"Hee hee, it's a secret!" Meng Yin felt that he should not commit crimes, it would be bad if such a group of elites were to rebuild the three views.

Although they wanted to know the answer very much, they were not the ones who could be difficult for others, so they had no choice but to stop asking.

Seeing that the gunman was under control, everyone in the restaurant was relieved. Some people were so frightened that their legs went limp and they could only sit on the ground.Some people wanted to leave the restaurant, but they were recorded by the boss. When the police arrived, they had to make a record.Although some people were very dissatisfied, they stayed.

There was a lot of noise in the restaurant. Probably, the most inappropriate thing was Meng Yin who sat down to continue eating after the man with the gun was settled.She's hungry, and what a waste if she doesn't eat such a table of vegetables, she is a thrifty and good flower grower! ! !

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"So, you caught another prisoner for me during the meal time?" Lestrade, who had just returned to the police station and hadn't sat down, rushed over again, looking at the unknown object on the ground, he I think there may be a problem with the physique of these two people.Where is the problem? This is it.

"Inspector Lestrade, I know your gratitude, but I don't need to say it." Meng Yin waved his hand, very graciously, "It is the responsibility of every citizen to assist the police in handling cases."

"...I thank you." Lestrade thought he should be thankful, or should he have a headache?Or a headache while being thankful?It is of course great if someone can help, but it is a bit troublesome to finish every time.

What he won't say is that every time he sees the envious and jealous eyes of the detectives in other teams, he is still very excited.Back then Sherlock liked to solve crimes, so you insisted on excluding him and putting pressure on him to help, it was indeed the right decision.Look, now Sherlock's girlfriend is also helping out, this is the reward for his original decision!

Very smart · foreseeable · Lestrade: I feel like I can award myself a medal!

Mycroft: What about me?

"By the way, Inspector Lestrade, I may know the person who ordered this person." Meng Yin remembered that he still had something to say.

"You know him?" Sherlock leaned over, "What's your last name, what does it look like, why are you bothering?"

"I forgot!" Meng Yin spread his hands.

"..."

Meng Yin looked at the two pairs of white eyes in front of him, and smiled a little guilty, "Because that person is a bit perverted, in order not to pollute my mind, I forgot about him."

"Is your brain a shredder?" Sherlock couldn't believe it. "You can forget whatever you want?"

"Of course it's okay!" Meng Yin immediately threw the guilt out of her mind when she heard Sherlock yelling at her, "Of course I have to forget all the unhappy things, just give me some space in my mind to pretend to be important things .”

Sherlock nodded, agreeing, "Your brain does need to be cleaned regularly. After all, it's a goldfish's brain, so it can't hold too much stuff. It's okay, I understand!"

Meng Yin pressed the blue vein on his forehead with his hand, "Okay, you can do it, my brain is a goldfish, your brain is a whale, it's all over!"

"No, my brain is a palace."

"Heh, I'm still in the Forbidden City! The palace!" Meng Yin thought, sure enough, it would be better to use fists when talking to Sherlock!

Sherlock felt that he should look it up, what is the "Forbidden City", the same thing as his memory palace?

Lestrade was still waiting for Meng Yin to provide the messenger's information, but the two of them seemed to be on their way again, which really made him very tired!People fall in love, they also fall in love, but why are their painting styles different?Show off your affection, don't follow the routine of happy friends, he wants clues, clues! ! !

"I'm very busy." Lestrade stood between the two of them, cutting off their love and killing eyes. "So, can you finish talking first before quarreling? I will definitely not stop you."

"Ahem." Meng Yin was a little embarrassed, really, she was misled every time by Sherlock, "Although I don't remember that pervert's appearance, I can still find him!" She flipped her right hand , a piece of talisman paper appeared in her palm, and then she sat on the table next to her, and started, origami! ! !

Yes, that's right, origami! ! !Lestrade felt that maybe he could consider resigning. After all, his life was quite difficult.

Is she going to use a new Taoism again?Sherlock hurried over and stared at the movements of Meng Yin's hands without blinking, for fear of missing something.He must write down all these actions and put them in her exclusive place in the memory palace, and study them carefully!

At this time, Sherlock selectively forgot the fact that he had no spiritual power and couldn't use it.

Not long after, Meng Yin quickly folded an origami crane, um, it looks quite cute.She handed the paper crane to Lestrade, "I injected spiritual power into it, and I guarantee that only you can see it, and you can find that person by following it."

Lestrade observed the paper crane in his hand, then looked at Meng Yin, "This, can it really work?" In fact, what he wanted to ask was, can this really fly?It's just a piece of paper, it's not to fool him.

Of course Meng Yin could see that Lestrade didn't believe her, so she snapped her fingers at the paper crane, and then the lifeless paper crane flew up.As if it was fun, it flew around Lestrade twice, and then stopped in front of him.

"Well, Inspector?" Meng Yin stretched out his finger and poked Lestrade. Could it be that he is stupid?

"Ah, I'm fine. I'll take some people to chase after me right away. Go home after finishing the transcripts. Be careful on the road and don't quarrel." Judging from the tone of voice, Inspector Lestrade is very normal, but, You don't feel normal when you see the way he walks.Because, no matter who it is, seeing his walking posture, there is only one feeling, floating.

Meng Yin and Sherlock watched Inspector Lestrade lead people out of the restaurant, and the two looked at each other.After a second, the two of them decided to forget about it at the same time. Yes, that's right, they didn't do anything just now, and it has nothing to do with them! ! !

The BAU people who were standing aside also saw their movements, but they only saw Meng Yin making some strange movements, and then the inspector led them out with a dazed expression.According to the analysis, it should be that Miss Meng did something, but for the first time, they didn't believe in their profession very much.

There is no such thing as supernatural events, hahaha, this is an era of science.Yes, they didn't see anything, so they didn't believe it either.

Sometimes, some things, it is better to be confused!Although I don't know the famous saying of the florists, several people from BAU interpreted it perfectly.

After confirming that nothing would happen again, Meng Yin hurried back to school, feeling that something would happen if she stayed any longer!Sure enough, being with Sherlock not only affected her IQ, but her physique also changed dramatically.The god of death in the island country, Wannian elementary school students and so on, must not be her tomorrow! ! !

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"Failed?" Moriarty looked at Moran who was reporting to him, and then smiled, with a flash of madness in his eyes, "I never thought that idiot could succeed, but I just let him out to test It’s just that Miss Meng. Where’s the stuff?”

"Sorry, I didn't get it." Moran said with a straight face, "That restaurant was opened by Mr. Big Holmes's subordinates. The surveillance video should have been transmitted to Mr. Big Holmes in real time. The only ones left in the restaurant are blank."

"Mycroft?" Moriarty raised his eyebrows, but he wasn't surprised. How could that control freak not know Sherlock's whereabouts! "Forget it, anyway, we have a chance to meet next time, I can't wait! Thinking about it, I feel very excited."

"Yes."

He only had his eyes on Sherlock, so how could such a smart and interesting person not play with himself?Although McCoff is also very smart, but it is much more boring, and there is no fun with him.Unexpectedly, I found another fun toy.

Meng Yin, the information he found was very innocent, but it was too innocent, which made him feel the subtlety of it.Moreover, that strange piece of paper was obviously pasted on his body casually, but no matter what he couldn't tear it off by himself.Even if you take a bath and change clothes, it will still follow.

If it hadn't been scanned with an instrument, Moriarty would have thought it was a living thing.How could I not participate in such an interesting event?

Sherlock Holmes, Meng Yin, with them, I will never be bored.

"Hahaha... Cough cough, cough cough!" Moriarty laughed happily as he thought of the days to come, but after only a few laughs, he choked on his saliva and coughed.Based on his previous experience, he quickly drank two sips of water to suppress his cough.

Moran kept his eyes on the ground, pretending he didn't see Moriarty's predicament.This kind of scene has happened countless times recently, and he is used to it.I hope he feels that he didn't see it, and he doesn't want to clean the toilet anymore. No matter how luxurious the toilet is, it's still a toilet.As a perfect subordinate, you shouldn't stay with the toilet, but go out to perform tasks.

So, can he not clean the toilet this time?I always feel that something bad is going to happen.

Moriarty finally got over his cough, and he's been out of luck ever since the yellow paper was pasted on.It's not a big deal, choking on saliva, falling on the ground while walking, and no paper in the toilet are small things.However, these little things have affected his image! ! !His image of the perfect crime boss! ! !

This kind of thing is absolutely unacceptable! ! !Moriarty ruthlessly grabbed the paper on his body, but he couldn't tear it off no matter what, damn it!

"Molan, today's toilet is not clean, you go again, you must show me a very! Clean! Tidy! Toilet, do you hear me?"

"..." Moran's terrible premonition came true, "Yes!" Since it is an order, it must be carried out. Even if it is cleaning the toilet, it must be performed as if it is an important task.

So, Moriarty looked strangely at his capable subordinate walking towards the door with a very solemn and solemn momentum.Illusion, illusion, must be illusion, how could Moran's dead face have any expression?It must be an illusion!

Moriarty grabbed the paper on his body again, thinking fiercely, he must dig out all the secrets of Meng Yin, and then give her the most perfect way to die.Only in this way can she not waste her heart in giving such a good "gift" to herself.

"Ah-choo! Ah-choo-!" Meng Yin, who was giving Annie a special product brought back from the magic world, sneezed hard twice.She thought to herself, it must be that brat Sherlock again! ! !

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The strong wind blows today, finally gave me the feeling of autumn, officially took out the autumn clothes

Thank you for your irrigation, my dears

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