[Sherlock Holmes + Shenxia] Mirror Theory

When receiving the text message, Li Mingye was continuing to refine the net about McVitie.

This is not a very simple matter, but if she has improved in this life compared to her previous life, it is the mastery of psychology—the ability to master the common psychology of most people in the world, for a person like her Speaking, it is equivalent to being able to play with all ordinary people on the applause.

In addition to ordinary people, even geniuses have similarities with ordinary people—whether it is McVitty or herself.For this reason, aiming at this point, she slowly began to place pieces one by one.

It has to be said that the world is impermanent, and it is especially harsh on our poor outsider Mr. McVitie, which has caused him to be unable to reveal the slightest clue—especially now that his identity has been revealed.And McVitie also sensed some kind of danger from the secret changes of the University of London, so he resolutely hid in the metropolis of London, like a drop of water hidden into the sea.

Under such circumstances, it would be extremely difficult to net this man-eating shark, but Sherlock's text message made Li Mingye see a certain opportunity.

——"I have a case here that requires errands, and considering the situation you're in, this would fit your needs. SH"

Li Mingye never dared to underestimate Sherlock's acumen, but she also had to admit that she never thought that Sherlock had grown to such an extent that she could accurately judge her plans based on her few words and the current situation. And plan, this kind of observation and understanding of her has risen to a terrifying level.

She lowered her eyebrows and smiled, pressed out a reply letter with brisk fingers, and then stood up to get her coat and handbag.She put the phone on the table, and the screen was still on, clearly showing her reply.

"Sherlock, I've often wondered - if I were a criminal, how long would I survive being assassinated by myself? One message, one case, was enough to get me out of my safe house. And luckily , and now I am prepared accordingly. SL”

Dr. Andreas McQueen's presentation began in the drawing room of this luxurious ward.

When Li Mingye walked into this ward, Dr. McQueen immediately stood up and greeted her with a very graceful and cultivated manner.But that kind of elegant demeanor can't hide the impatience of Dr. McQueen. You know, as a woman from an old European aristocratic family, she doesn't greet, go around, hint, and metaphor before she gets to the point. It can be said that it is a bit disrespectful.

Obviously, both Sherlock and Li Mingye understand this very well.

So when Dr. McQueen tried his best to suppress his anxiety and planned to speak, Li Mingye sized up the noble lady with her unique probing and deep eyes, and then said very gently: "Sit down first, McQueen." Miss Kun, I will try my best to serve you."

"Oh, thank you. Ms. Li looks really young. It's just that people like me who don't know you well can't imagine your reputation in Scotland Yard. It's just that I thought you only accepted official assignments before today, so I didn't think about the past I will listen to your opinion." Dr. McQueen sat down and rubbed his fingertips anxiously. This insignificant gaffe could easily be concealed under elegant demeanor, but it couldn't escape Li Mingye's eyes.

Li Mingye took another look at her before sitting down.She lowered her eyelids, pressed her fingertips together, and said calmly: "Did something happen at noon today? It must be a big deal for an elegant lady like you to spill soup stains on her skirt."

"Ah..." Dr. McQueen subconsciously looked down at the skirt half-covered by the white coat, obviously a little embarrassed, "I seem to be a little rude."

"It doesn't matter. I have seen too many people who are more panicked than Miss McQueen when they encounter troubles. I believe in your calm quality. Now please explain what happened, and I will do it for you professionally. provide help."

"Okay. The thing is like this, Ms. Li. I usually like to eat Chinese food, so at noon, I often go to the 'John Song' restaurant next to the hospital for dinner. The chef of that restaurant makes Luo Song Soup and sweet and sour pork are my favourites. After a long time, I became acquainted with a waiter in the restaurant, her name is Anxi."

"Anxi is a Chinese. Orientals look very young, but Anxi...I doubt she is under 13. She is a cute little girl like a little pearl bird. She has a shy personality, but she is as good as After I got to know her, she chirped like a little parrot again. She said that she came to London to work and support her family, but when I considered subsidizing her, she rejected me and told me that she planned to go to a Manor as a maid."

"Oh my God, I think you should also know that there are very few maids nowadays except for aristocratic families. And even if there are, maids and housekeepers are usually trained by specialized training institutions, and Anxi has not passed Any training. I was a little worried at the time, but Anxi was a bit stubborn, she was eager for more commissions. I tried my best to convince her, and I was relieved only after she promised me that she would not go to that manor Come. Then I left London for my holiday."

"I used to share pictures with Anxi during my holidays, but the last few days she didn't respond to the pictures, which made me feel a little uneasy. When I got back to London, I immediately returned to work from my leave Yes, when I entered the John Song restaurant again at noon today, Anxi had disappeared! Her mobile phone has not been turned on, and her colleague told me that something happened to her home and she needed a sum of money, so she immediately When I left, I just told them that 'she was going to a job that paid more money'. I had a hunch that she must have gone to the manor. It was noon three days ago."

"My family background allows me to really get in touch with my maids. I know better than poor little Anxi whether she can be a maid. She is neither from a maid agency nor trained. How can she be a maid? How about becoming a maid through legal means? But I have no way to turn to Scotland Yard, Anxi, she..."

"She's a stowaway." Li Mingye listened quietly for a while, and finally interrupted, "And she sneaked out from a refugee camp, didn't she?"

"Oh... yes, that's right." Dr. McQueen hesitated for a while, and finally nodded. "You can't make much money in the refugee camp. Anxi needs money."

"I noticed that when you repeated what Miss Ansey said just now, you said 'she is going to a manor as a maidservant', and when you refer to the position of maid yourself, you usually refer to it as a maid (maid), I want to ask you, does the word maid come from the missing Miss Anxi?"

"Yes."

"Did Miss Ansey mention her source?"

"Anxi once told me that she heard from her friends that some rural manors would recruit some maids. Their asking price is much cheaper than that of the maid agency, but it is already a lot for Anxi."

"In other words, the source of these news is the same stowaway as Anxi."

"It should be like this, Miss Li."

"Then, did Miss Anxi mention where is the manor she plans to apply for?"

"Hampshire, but I don't know the specific place name. Anxi knows nothing about Hampshire. She just told me that she had already contacted the manor and applied for the job by phone, so she went to Winchester After that, someone will come to pick her up, and if she can pass the interview, she will stay in that manor."

Li Mingye looked up at this beautiful female doctor, and suddenly asked, "How long have you known Miss Anxi?"

"Seven months."

"How is Miss Anxi's education?"

"She... I don't know the level of Eastern education she has received, but her English is not very good, she even stutters, and I can't understand when she speaks Chinese, but I can feel it, it seems It's a special dialect, because other than the friend she was talking to, no other oriental people responded to it. I think all Chinese people speak mandarin, right? Or Hokkien? Cantonese? I don't know oriental human language."

"I think poor Miss Anxi undoubtedly made some stupid decisions." Li Mingye sighed lightly, then changed the topic and continued to ask, "Do you know where Miss Anxi lives?"

"John Song Restaurant treats these waiters very tolerantly. They usually eat and live in the restaurant, but I really don't know the exact address. I am a doctor, and work takes up too much of my energy."

Li Mingye was silent for a moment.She released her hands, and a smile appeared on her face: "I think I can roughly determine some directions for investigation, Miss McQueen. This is not a difficult case, and I will leave for Winchester as soon as possible. "

After Dr. McQueen left politely but obviously relieved, Li Mingye still sat on the sofa for a while.She stared sharply at the door of the ward, with a thoughtful look on her face.After a while, she stood up, went through several barriers and walked to the bedroom.

"Hi! Shirley, I've just been listening for a long time. Are you going to Winchester?" John greeted Li Mingye happily, but Sherlock only raised his eyes and nodded, then immediately buried his head into his mobile phone.

Li Mingye's smile carried a bit of real warmth.She went to Sherlock's ward round logbook and flipped through it, and said with a chuckle, "Yes, John. Actually, I've been wanting to ask that Miss McQueen just now—why did you show disrespect in front of me?" She obviously doesn't like the hypocritical concerns of one of the class? But after thinking about it, I feel that a lady should not be ruthlessly dismantled, even if some trivial and subtle parts can fully express the classism of this lady, but After all, she still really loves the missing Miss Anxi."

"Because you are a Chinese, her useless metaphors are just out of politeness to you." Sherlock paused before continuing: "But this matter seems to be true. All the informants have confirmed that there is such a saying about recruiting maids, but few of them take it seriously. Anyone with a discerning eye will feel the hidden danger at a glance, especially for stowaways. The missing person must be very useless You have to work hard to get that so-called 'recruitment call'..."

"Uh, wait, did I get it wrong?" John couldn't help it, he looked at the two smart men suspiciously, and said in disbelief: "What do you mean, Dr. McQueen is not sincere?" Do you really want to help the missing Chinese lady?"

"Doctor McQueen is an aristocrat, my dear Watson." Li Mingye sighed and explained in detail: "I know those aristocrats better than you. True friends. They may appreciate a few of them, just like appreciating a flower or a bird. They sympathize with those people and pity them from above, but they will not run for those people. I believe Miss McQueen did report to Scotland Yard when she learned of Miss Ansey's disappearance, but she may have given up on that effort when she learned that Miss Ansey was a stowaway from a refugee camp —until noon today."

Sherlock made up the knife with an indifferent expression: "You should look at her white coat, she didn't go to work this morning, I guess she went to Scotland Yard. This noble doctor knew about Miss Anxi's disappearance three days ago , but she didn't interrupt her vacation for her 'friend', but came back after the vacation. When she came back, she hesitated for a while in the office, and finally made up her mind to come to me-I believe her The target wasn't me in the first place, because of my injury, she came to find Shirley."

John said he didn't want to believe it: "Why do you say that? I think you are being too sensitive... Dr. McQueen is a kind and warm-hearted lady."

Li Mingye glanced at him, smiled helplessly, and looked down at the hourly medical records for the past few days.And Sherlock responded with a dismissive sneer: "Kind, warm-hearted? You are blinded by women, so that you can't see such an obvious fact."

"Excuse me, obvious?"

"It is impossible for a doctor to wear expensive earrings and high heels at work. Dr. McQueen wore them solemnly in order to see us. The way she put the earrings was obviously rude, which is quite unbelievable for a doctor. You should not Noticed that her ears were upright and reddened just now. I believe she ended up wearing high heels because the leather at the moon-shaped core on the heel was flipped, which shows that she was in such a hurry to put on the shoes that she didn't even wear a watch. A woman is only in this state when she has made up her mind to 'go to the battlefield', solemn, hasty but disorganized. When she came to see us at four o'clock in the afternoon, it was obvious that she had made a decision before she made this decision. And The thing that changed her mind happened when she was eating at noon, maybe she found something that would be unfavorable to the missing person, or it could be something else, anyway, she came."

John opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, finally sighed, and said dejectedly: "Okay, it's obvious! To be honest, Sherlock, the word 'obvious' is a kind of irony to you. But anyway, Is this—I mean, is this disappearance real?"

"It's true. The logic is smooth, the cause and effect are complete, and the evidence is clear." Sherlock shook his phone, his eyes fell on Li Mingye, his expression was calm, but his clear eyes contained deep understanding and indifference. reluctance.Perhaps it was because he was too cold and cut off from the world when facing other people. Once he showed his feelings, even though his face remained calm, those bright eyes were extremely contagious.He looked at Li Mingye and said softly: "We can't make a judgment now, but I can feel that there may be unknown dangers—not just dangers from a small manor that may have criminal activities, I hope you Don't mind if I check this doctor up before you leave."

"I thought you did this already? In fact, I think you're a bit of a loser, Sherlock, and some things may just be coincidences." Li Mingye absently comforted her, and she closed the notebook, "It seems that you have Today’s recovery is not bad, according to your body temperature, urine output, and blood pressure, there is no infection in your abdominal cavity, and the drainage fluid is also very normal.”

"Shirley, the last time you said that I was an enemy, it didn't take long before you suffered the consequences of underestimating the enemy." Sherlock's tone was quite calm, and he slowly stretched out his hand with a very hesitant gesture, as if asking for some kind of permission Generally, wandering with some exposed fragility.

This man who has always appeared in a destructive manner, finally revealed the loss and pleading after each categorical rejection, which was concealed by his self-confidence and ego.

His posture was so careful, very unSherlock Holmes.Sherlock Holmes is always proud, always unscrupulous, and always on top.He is so smart that he borders on a surly face, never thinking of others.

But no matter who it is, in love, it will fade away the divine light endowed by acquired wisdom and experience, and return to mortals.

He finally revealed his uncertainty and fragility, just like every teenager chasing the light in his heart, immature, hesitant, self-abuse-like sadness and determination to never give up.

Faced with every rejection, even though he also got his original plan, he was also worn away from the edges and corners of his first love, revealing his mortal side. PTSD cannot make her soft-hearted, and showing weakness cannot make her succumb. Shirley Lee seems to be retreating step by step, but she will always step on that bottom line without wavering.Her eyes of wisdom beyond ordinary people penetrated all his schemes and looked straight into his heart, but she was unwavering, and no moved emotion emerged from that really cold brain. .

Like a grown-up pampering a mischievous child.Doting and giving in is just because she loves this child who has poured her heart and soul into it, and can't bear him being too sad.

Just like it is now.

She stared at him, but she never spoke, let alone avoided.Her eyes with a little pity fell on his hand, with a little pity and helplessness.

Sherlock laughed suddenly, with a bit of bitterness in his smile.He quickly withdrew his hand, his expression quickly turned indifferent.

"Your heart is made of stone, my teacher." He laughed lowly, with residual pain and struggle in his cold voice, like the confused ashes remaining after being burned.

Li Mingye looked down at him, and there was some unspeakable emotion in the same indifferent eyes, but this time Sherlock didn't look at her.She quickly recovered her eternally calm and indifferent expression, like a smooth and cold sculpture.

She said softly: "I think you are right, my student."

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Thanks to VI-Lost Mines

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