[Comprehensive Yingmei] I have special skills to solve crimes

Talking to Lin Se is like taking the most powerful stimulant.

Xi Ya was in a state of extreme excitement, admiring the photos of Linse on the phone, let alone drowsiness, no matter how handsome the little fairy was, she couldn't seduce her.

Watson: Oh, father control.

Sherlock: Well, father control.

I have seen father-controlled people, but I have never seen such father-controlled people. Xi Ya looks like her father as her favorite lover.

Watson shrugged and looked down at the book, which he couldn't hear or see.

Seeing that Shea didn't continue to sleep, Sherlock wanted to talk to her about the Sherlock Holmes cat named after him.

"Shia, that cat..."

"Ah, I'm so sleepy."

Shia, who was still licking the screen a moment ago, raised her hand to cover her mouth and yawned as soon as Sherlock mentioned the cat, and fell down in a second, letting out a familiar breathing sound.

Sherlock: "..."

The originally dwindling drowsiness gradually permeated, and Xi Ya fell asleep again, but this time she did not sleep peacefully.

Shia had a dream, dreaming that she turned into a weak Sherlock Holmes not long after birth.

The cold wind blows violently in London in December, and there are few pedestrians on the spacious street. Everyone is wrapped in a coat and rushing, without looking sideways. No one notices that there is a kitten that was abandoned at birth on the side of the street.

On that day, there was light snow in the world, and the temperature of minus 5 degrees froze people into idiots.

The kitten meowed faintly, trying to get the attention of pedestrians.

She was cold and hungry, and she couldn't open her eyes when she was just born, and her underdeveloped voice couldn't support the sound that was too long and too heavy, weak, weak, screaming.

It was late, and pedestrians were in a hurry to go home. She dared not stop. Once she stopped, she would have to spend another night shivering on the snowy streets of London.

She was too weak without breastfeeding, and if she stayed outside for one night, she might die young.

Meow-meow-meow, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, one after another, gradually, it becomes weaker and weaker, and they can't cry out.

No one passed by, and the only trash can that could shelter the wind could not stop the falling snowflakes, which fell crystal clear and cold on her body, soaking the fur and seeping through the skin.

So cold.

So hungry.

Are you going to die?

Shia crossed her arms, and couldn't help recalling warm memories.

Babbling, toddling, mischievous children, the rebellious period of self-importance, until now, all the warm memories of 18 years have been filled by a man named Lin Se.

That taciturn man, who wore a rigid three-piece suit all year round, never said "I love you" to her, but she knew that he was the one who loved Lin Xiya the most in the world.

Only he, at the most beautiful, ambitious and aggressive age of a man, raised her up as a father and mother, only he, knowing that she was sick and sad, flew all night to accompany her, and when he really came to her, he said No good words, just silently accompany.

Still there.

When Lin Se found her kidnapped from the basement when she was eight years old, she was terrified all the way. She didn't sleep in the study that night, but squeezed into her small bed and slept with her in her arms.

Lin Se thought she was asleep and couldn't hear her, so she hugged her tightly, and said with a hoarse voice, "Xia, don't leave me!"

Little Xia fell into a drowsy sleep, still aware of his sadness and sadness.

She leaned over her chubby mouth, kissed Lin Se carelessly on the face, patted his generous but lonely back with her little hand, and comforted him in a sleepy voice, "Daddy, hope Ya don't go, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Lin Se froze and hugged her even tighter.

It is said that people will reminisce about their lives before they die, Shia smiled.

Her life was not as smooth and complete as most people's. Many times, she was bitten by the lucky Z, and she wanted to go to God to drink tea and chat every day, and talk about why he treats her differently.

Later, she felt that maybe she had made a deal with God with her life's luck, allowing her to meet Linse when she was dying, who held up a world for her little girl, and sheltered her from the wind and rain, never seeing her again Any snowflake man.

"Daddy..."

Sherlock was surprised to find that Shia hadn't woken up. She frowned, her expression painful like a nightmare, and soon she had a sweet dream again, smiling sweetly.

Then, a teardrop fell from the corner of his eye.

Watson was stunned.

It turns out that women are really made of water, so the sturdy Xi Ya will cry?

Crying children have milk to drink, so what about those children who look strong in front of them but cry silently behind their backs?

Sherlock didn't know, he didn't remember acts of cowardice, didn't know what it was to cry.

He only knew that Xi Ya, who was similar to him in some respects, definitely didn't want others to know that she had cried, or that she was in an unknown place.

Thinking, Sherlock took out a handkerchief, carefully blotted away the tear, and wiped away the tear stains on her face one by one.

Only then did he put the handkerchief in his pocket, and returned to his seat to continue reading.

Watson has... not enough IQ, his brain is dead, and he is trying to restart.

That Sherlock will also have tender moments?Oh, God, it must be that he turned on the computer in the wrong way today, restart it.

There is nothing in this world that cannot be solved by one restart, if there is, then two.

After two restarts, the world in Watson's eyes returned to normal.

The tough Shea didn't cry, and the indifferent Sherlock didn't wipe the woman's tears with his "loving" eyes, and was still reading!Hehe, it really is the wrong way for him to start the machine today.

Fortunately, I took a sip of coffee to suppress my shock.

The warm memories include not only Linse, but also Dai Xiaojie and Qin Xiaoming who met only in high school.

Before that, Shia was alone, and she was alone wherever she went.After that, the chatty and lively Dai Xiaojie and the calm forensic doctor Qin Xiaoming became her friends. From then on, the three became invincible all over the world, and the Hangzhou Police Station became their family.

The combination of the three became more and more famous. Occasionally, policemen from other places would turn a corner and ask them for help.

There are always helplessness and stories behind every case. Xi Ya is the most loyal listener, but also the most cold-blooded listener.

She will quietly listen to the corpse's statement of the past, and rely on the corpse's complaint to catch the real culprit, but she will never accuse the murderer of his mistakes in righteous indignation, and argue with the murderer whether his actions are right or wrong, and how deep the harm is.

The girl who died of abuse cannot be resurrected, and the child abuser is still alive after being imprisoned/imprisoned for life.

The victim is dead, and the family members are hurt. What's the use of laying down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha?What is the use of bringing the murderer to justice?Will the dead be brought back to life, or will the families left behind be able to stop grieving?

It's just that the living seek justice for the unjustly dead, and choose a way that is more reassuring to live better.

Warm memories are mixed with cold and dark memories.

That is Lin Xiya's life, just 18 years.

There is also the most impressive sentence "Xia, don't leave me!", and the cold and hot temperature in the pit of her neck, just one drop, burned her heart.

The scene changed, and it was that cold London alley with light snow falling.

The kitten was very hungry, and its barking was getting weaker and weaker.It was snowing outside, and the blood in my body boiled on the contrary, so hot that I was about to faint.

Are you going to die?

The kitten thought, and stretched out its short paws to catch the snowflakes falling in the air.

"Well, kid?"

A man with a handsome face passed by the alley. He frowned and walked quickly into the alley, picking up a frozen child from the snow-covered trash can.

The child has been frozen for too long on the icy and snowy streets, and his breathing is so weak that he can hardly hear it. His small lips are dry and cracked, and his small face is blue from the cold. If he is a few seconds later, his breathing will stop.

"Don't be afraid, Daddy will take you to the hospital right now!"

The man opened his coat and stuffed the child into his arms. The child was as cold as a piece of ice, and he shivered, almost reflexively throwing it out.

Gritting her teeth, she wrapped her coat tightly, pressed the child's face against her chest, and let her listen to her strong heartbeat, "Baby, Daddy is here, you can't sleep, do you hear me? Daddy will take you to the hospital, Go to the hospital and you'll be fine..."

The man babbled, obviously he was not good at strict words, but like the sun in winter, falling from the sky, warming the girl who was about to freeze to death, and giving her a second life.

The man promises a lot, picks up a girl who was abandoned at birth from the trash can, marries a girl he knows at the age of 20, and adopts her.

And named her: Lin Xiya.

"Daddy..."

Xi Ya called again, this time, she woke up directly from the dream, looking around blankly.

There was something crystal clear in his line of sight, Watson was startled, and lowered his head.

Sherlock didn't look at her, "dream?"

"what."

Shia lowered her head and quietly wiped away her tears, not letting them see that something was wrong.

Every December, Shia would dream of a snowy London, and of being picked up by Linse when she was about to freeze to death.

Why do you remember the scene when you were just born?

I don't know, I just remember.

For 18 years, she avoided Britain.

This was the first time she came to London, and it was also the first time she had such a detailed and long dream.

London, what a nasty place.

Shia rubbed her eyes, and it was impossible to tell that she had cried when she rubbed red.

"what time is it?"

Watson looked at his watch: "5 o'clock, it's time for dinner."

Shia rubbed her stomach and slept all afternoon, not hungry at all.

"I don't want to eat dark dishes, forget it, there is still some time, what should I cook?"

She got up and walked to the kitchen, and when she put her hand on the cabinet door, she remembered that she had just moved in and hadn't had time to buy anything, but when she opened her hand, the refrigerator was full of food, which was about to burst out.

Xi Ya: "..." There are also snail girls in London?

The real snail girl Watson said: "Didn't we blow it up? Before the decoration is completed, we will disturb you here for a long time, so we moved the things here."

221B was blown up like that, can the contents of the refrigerator survive?

Shea couldn't believe that all the juicy vegetables and fruits in front of her were taken out of Sherlock's horrible refrigerator that could hold a human head and eyeballs. Most likely, Watson bought them and stuffed them in because he felt embarrassed to live here for nothing.

"Thank you, there are so many things, let's have hot pot tonight."

On a snowy day, it’s better to eat hot pot. There are more people and it’s more lively.

Daddy, right?

The author has something to say: Thank you Nuomi Xiaoyu for the mines, chirp——

In the last chapter, the author said that half of it was smoked out, and the rest is actually [I thought secretly, how can I finish the outline quietly], yes, that’s it, I think it’s over

Xi Ya's life experience came out, she was abandoned when she was born, Gao Han was not her real mother, and Lin Se was not her real father.

I have been talking about why Linse married Gao Han before, and here comes the reason. Linse wanted to adopt Xi Ya, and married Gao Han, who lived in London for more than a year at the time, and forged an identity for Xi Ya.As for why they are not sent to welfare homes, I will explain later

Oh ho ho, I want to speed up the process, otherwise, according to the outline, I can’t finish writing 100W_(:з」∠)_